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[restlessmaknae]

dating (hypothetically)

One helpful act on a stranger’s part leads to a headline article the next day, and in 24 hours, your whole life takes a turn when the stranger is revealed to be the heartthrob rocker, Cho Seungyoun.

➳ Characters: solo rock singer!Seungyoun x female reader/you

➳ Genre: comedy, fluff, showbiz au

➳ Words: 7.3k

➳ Warning: mentions of paparazzi, crazy fans and therapy

➳ A/N: Dedicated to @lily-blue

➳ WOODZ taglist: @dat-town

➳ Check out: my WOODZ masterlist

Straight out of a kdrama: WOODZ is pulling his alleged girlfriend out of harm in new pictures

One of today’s hottest items, Cho Seungyoun (also known by his stage name WOODZ) was seen in a rather intimate position with his alleged girlfriend on 20th May at around 9pm in Sogong-dong. In the pictures, we can clearly see the heartthrob rocker and a mysterious young lady talking in front of a 7-Eleven store, the girl reaching something out to him, then the multitalented singer-songwriter pulling her towards him - out of harm as a motorbike is seen passing by. The close scene is making fans swoon worldwide as it looks like a scene straight out of a kdrama.

However, some fans expressed their disappointment that their favourite singer is seen around a young lady as he has not announced that he was taken. On top of that, just a month before the incident, WOODZ was quick to reassure fans at his latest fansign that he was single, and went on to explain that his songs were mostly about searching for one’s self-identity, telling his haters off and raging about today’s society because he did not have a lot of experience in love.

Meanwhile, WOODZ debuted as a solo rock singer in 2021, and is one of the emerging artists of today’s music scene in South Korea, shaking up the hearts of young girls with his aesthetic and high-energy MVs, head bobbing songs and even his not so secret tattoos (which you can see in this previous article).

Check out the pictures of WOODZ and his alleged girlfriend below!

What do you think about the news? Are you happy for WOODZ and his alleged girlfriend?

Most of the time, you would not read such articles. You didn’t care about celebrities’ rumours, you watched their movies, shows and listened to their music, but you couldn’t care less about whom they dated and whom they didn’t. You knew that it was usually fake either way, or if it was actually true, then it was disgusting that paparazzis could put pictures up on the Internet, and the celebrities in question would be the ones receiving all the hate, not the ones who took the pictures without the others’ consent.

However, now, you were the one involved, you were the one seen in the pictures, and given the location, given the unmistakably hanging 7 on the sign behind you, anyone who frequented this particular area knew that it was this specific 7-Eleven, not somewhere else. Your boss had been meaning to fix the hanging 7 that was pretty much a safety hazard now, but to your luck, it was caught on camera just like your work outfit and your dyed blue-black hair even if your face was blurred out. Anyone who could put two and two together would know that you were working here, not just being here on a casual date with this so-called heartthrob at 9pm.

“This is just unbelievable, who do they think they are?” You exclaimed angrily as you tossed the phone showing the article back to your co-worker, Yohan. He was the one who had brought up if you had seen the article published early in the morning after you had asked him why there were more people here than usual, and why they were giving you odd glances. So while Minhee was taking over the counter, you and Yohan were in the staff room, away from the curious eyes. Who knew when paparazzi would show up here at this rate?

“I thought the same. You and a rock singer dating? Please,” the younger boy huffed as if he had any right to talk about your non-existent love life like that when he himself wasn’t any better. When a pretty girl showed up at the counter, he basically malfunctioned. He could only be bratty to girls who treated him like a younger brother - yourself included.

“We are not dating. I was just giving his wallet back because he had left it on the table inside the store, then he thanked me for it, and then, the motorbike guy came, and yes, he did pull me towards him, but it was anything but romantic. I felt so awkward, I wanted the ground to swallow me up.”

“But why? You are the one who always complains that chivalry is dead!” Yohan pointed out with a raise of his eyebrows, and you had to give it to him that he was right.

“I don’t know, it was just… weird. He’s practically a stranger!” You reasoned as you leaned onto the shelf with the uniforms, your head throbbing ever since you had laid your eyes on the article. This could not be happening… This had to be a dream… You were the most ordinary person on Earth, why did you have to get caught up in a dating rumour with a rock singer?

“So you didn’t even exchange numbers that would mean you could contact him now?” Yohan broke the momentary silence, his face pondering. You, on the other hand, gave him a deadly glare as if he had asked if you had killed a person.

“No, of course not. I’ve told you there’s nothing between us.”

“It’s not too good then. How are you going to discuss what to do about the whole situation?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know if celebrities discuss these things when they are rumoured to be with common people,” you reasoned, letting out a huff of air at the end of your answer. You ran a hand through your hair, not caring about the mess you would leave behind because it was a mess either way. Not just your hair but the whole situation.

As if it could get any worse, the door of the staff room flung open, and your manager walked in with his hands on his hips.

“Would anyone mind telling me why people are asking ME if the girlfriend of a certain singer is working here? And by anyone, I mean you,” he said as he pointed at you. Oh, come on, could this get any worse?

“Look, there’s nothing going on between me and that certain singer, I swear. I just went after him last night because he left his wallet behind. That’s all.”

You tried with your most confident tone and your most convincing puppy eyes, but you should have known that didn’t work on your manager. He wasn’t a bad manager, if anything, he was a reasonable boss. However, what he hated the most was drama, and if anyone caused trouble, he would go absolutely feral. Good thing that he hadn’t yet done so.

“This is still not good. People are flooding the store, and they don’t even buy anything. How did they even know it’s our store?”

“It’s because of the hanging 7 above the door,” Yohan chirped in, and even though he wanted to be helpful, it didn’t work because your boss just became even angrier.

“Fine, then I’ll fix the sign now, and you should take the day off while we figure out how to keep the peace of our store.”

“But-” You tried to protest, but your boss didn’t let you, and told you firmly to take the day off. He even mentioned that you should try to dye back your hair in case that would help with people not recognising you around here, and whilst it was reasonable on his part, you felt like a child being reprimanded for something you hadn’t even committed.

May it be your fury or the fact that you had the whole day to yourself afterwards, but you had a plan: if you didn’t know how to contact that so-called singer, you should find out where his agency was, and maybe, they would help you settle the case if you were cooperative.

Or so you hoped.

When you let Yohan know about your plan before leaving the store, he insisted on accompanying you. He came up with sillier and sillier answers as to why (what if crazy fans would flock you? What if someone would throw eggs at you? What if they wanted to throw you out of the agency when they got to know why you were there?), so you told him you would wait until the end of his shift, and then you can go together. In the meantime, you looked up this so-called WOODZ’s agency - it was his own agency according to the articles which made everything more and less intimidating at the same time -, and spiralled down into the hellhole of the internet, seeing too many versions of the story of last night, but none of them were true. Some even went as far as to say that you had been kissing after this singer had pulled you closer to him, and one commenter even said that she saw you leaving the store with the celebrity. Absolute nonsense, absolute bonkers. If you hated gossip before, now you absolutely detested it.

Getting inside the agency was no big deal as it seemed that there was an exhibition part of the building about the artist’s life that fans could visit, but getting through the receptionist to talk to Cho Seungyoun himself was more difficult.

“We can’t just let anyone inside that says that they are the girl in the articles.”

“Do you think I would come here for fun if I wasn’t that girl?” You counter-attacked the receptionist dude who couldn’t let you in for safety reasons which you could understand, but still, his explanations were getting on your nerves.

“Crazy fans do exist,” Yohan blurted out absent-mindedly beside you, totally not helping the situation. You gave him a deadly side-eye before turning back to the receptionist.

“Do they even dye their hair to the colour of my hair?” You threw the question at the dude behind the desk, then threw your hands up in the air out of frustration. “Then, what can I do to meet him? Can’t you just tell him that I’m here, and he can see for himself whether it’s me or not, then problem solved,” you suggested as your last piece of hope, and that seemed to spark something in him.

He gave you one long stare before picking up the phone and calling someone (hopefully the so-called heartthrob), then randomly took a photo of you, and when you asked what it was for, he explained that it was for identification to send to Mr Cho as he called the artist. Yohan mumbled something along the lines of ‘how cool’, and before you knew it, you were given a visitor’s pass, and told to go to the fifth floor.

“And what about me?” Yohan puckered his lips at the receptionist who seemed to be on the edge already.

“And who would you be?”

“Her colleague. Her emotional support colleague who wants to make sure that she’s treated right,” he answered all too seriously, and if you didn’t know him, you would say that he was overreacting, but you knew that he could be very adamant when it was about people who were close to him.

You two had been on good terms ever since he had started working at the convenience store and given that you were older and had worked there already, you had been the one to show him the ropes, and you had developed this sibling kind of relationship quickly. He and Minhee could talk about all the boyish topics they wanted while you gave him life advice when he needed it and got him out of trouble when he messed up an invoice or clumsily broke something.

“Fine. But no pictures or videos, either of you,” the dude warned you both before giving out a visitor pass to the younger boy as well who giddily followed you through the gates, and eventually to the fifth floor.

As soon as you stepped out, there was a 30-something guy waiting for you two who introduced himself as Han Seungwoo, WOODZ’s manager. Then, he led you to a meeting room after a few empty corners, and when you stepped inside, the rock singer was already there, looking up from a bunch of documents when you stepped inside.

Last night, the singer had been wearing a casual grey hoodie, similarly plain sweatpants and no make-up. He had looked like your typical boy-next-door, although he was far from a young boy now, and you had no handsome neighbours like him. Even though you would have wanted to deny, you couldn’t deny that he was attractive, not in a pushy way, not in an overwhelming way, but there was a certain degree of boyishness mixed in with his muscular features, and he just looked nice, even as a casual visitor last night.

Now though in a chic white shirt pulled up until his elbows, sliced back hair, slight dark make-up, he did look extra fine. Damn it, it would have been easier to shout his head off (to find a solution to the problem at hand, of course) if he hadn’t looked like that.

He stood up, bowed at you two before signalling to the chairs on the other side of the table.

“Good afternoon! Please, take a seat,” he greeted you two politely, and you exchanged a glance with Yohan beside you. Was he always extra nice, or was it because he didn’t want you to get more frustrated because he believed that you weren’t in the best mood? Either way, he was like a real gentleman, and even his voice was gentle (was a rock singer allowed to have such a gentle voice?) as he introduced himself officially while all of you were taking a seat at the table.

The artist’s manager sat beside Seungyoun himself (he mentioned that he preferred his real name, not his stage name) while you and Yohan were on the other side, introducing yourself quite clumsily, to be honest. However, Seungyoun didn’t give you an odd glance when Yohan introduced himself as your little brother-like colleague who was definitely not your boyfriend before he wanted to know.

“Well, thank you for the information,” Seungyoun chuckled hearing the younger boy’s words, and his eyes turned into little crescents as he was laughing. That was really cute or something, but you weren’t here for that. You were here to get out of this mess.

“So uhm… I don’t know how people do this usually, but can’t you release an article saying that there’s nothing between us, and explain what happened exactly? It’s giving me a hard time at work, people are flooding the store and asking questions. My manager is also quite agitated,” you explained in one-go, hoping that all this newfound information will make him empathise with you enough to agree to your plan.

There was a few seconds of silence when Seungyoun and his manager exchanged a glance, and you felt your heartbeat picking up its pace. What if they thought you were crazy? What if they didn’t want to stir up even bigger of a mess? Such thoughts crossed your mind, but the casual way they gave in eased your worries.

“There’s no guarantee that the public would believe you two, but we can try with an official release on the agency’s side,” the manager articulated solemnly, and you nodded immediately, knowing all too well that the public could think whatever they wanted despite the truth being far from the situation.

So you got started on putting together a statement, and since you were already there, Seungyoun wanted you to have a say in this. Not because he didn’t remember what had happened the night before (you couldn’t have wiped the memory from your mind even if you had wanted to), but because he wanted your consent as to what they would put out. Yohan nudged you in the side hearing that, and you mouthed a why, but he just gave you a smug, boyish grin in return. What was he up to, jeez?

The statement took longer than you would have thought so, and Yohan got so bored in the meantime that he started scrolling on his phone. Thank god he did though because another mess was on its way, it seemed.

“Oh… Ooohh… This is not good,” he vocalised while you were doing the finishing touches on the text, and all eyes were on him now. He pushed his phone to the middle of the table, an anonymous post with the title ‘WOODZ’s alleged girlfriend is seen at the artist’s agency' open on it. You immediately snatched the phone and scrolled down to read what they had to say.

“I saw WOODZ’s alleged girlfriend entering the boy’s agency earlier today, about an hour ago. She was seen with another guy who seemed like her brother or something… Either way, here are the photos I’ve taken… You can clearly see that it’s her, and now we can be even more sure that he’s dating her,” you quoted from the post, your mouth hanging agape at the end as you looked at the photos taken of you and Yohan entering the building. Even though you both had masks on, your dyed hair was still the same, and it seemed that it was enough for the eagle-eyed fan to spot you and make it into an announcement.

You felt like the ground opened up beneath you. Just how… Why… How did this even happen? How could showbiz be like this? When the rumours and drama were far away from you in magazines and on online boards, it did seem bad, but not this bad when you were directly the target of these rumours. It was one thing that you had gotten swirled up in one rumour, but to be caught up in another one? Sure, you could have been more careful when you had entered the building, but should you be paranoid from now on?

“I think at this point it would be easier if you two just… dated,” Yohan blurted out casually, and you felt your eyes widen as you gave him a glare.

“He has a point,” Seungyoun’s manager, Seungwoo, voiced out his opinion as well, and given the singer’s solemn face and lack of response, you had a feeling that he felt the same way.

“That does not solve the problem of me not being able to work because of what’s happening at the store.”

“You can work here. We have some vacancies,” the rock singer suggested seriously, his eyes boring into yours. You could tell that he was being genuine, and since he was the CEO of his own company, he could make it work, but still…

“Wouldn’t that make everything worse?”

“Well, that depends on how you see it. If you work here, we can give you a piece of mind as no one will bother you here. You can also come in from the back or from the garage which are for staff only, not through the main entrance which is for the general public. We can also appoint you a security guard if you would like to. It’s my company, so we could also make adjustments as you see fit. You wouldn’t need to feel like you inconvenience anyone because this is what we do here, that’s our job,” he announced confidently as if he had practised it already. Maybe it wasn’t a surprise that he could lead his own company, he seemed to take everything into consideration while speaking eloquently about a matter.

“We can’t do that elsewhere, but I also understand that you have your own job, your own goals, your friends and colleagues there, so it might not be your first choice,” he added a bit belatedly when you still didn’t speak up. He kept the eye-contact with you, but that just made everything worse because you wanted to believe him. You felt like you could believe him when he looked at you like that, but it was still so sudden, so new and so… scary.

“I… I think I need a bit more time to think about this,” you concluded when you found your voice, and the artist and his manager both nodded.

Seungyoun asked his manager to give you a pass if you needed to come by in the future, you also exchanged contacts, and you also decided to drop posting the official announcement for now. The singer told you to contact him anytime you felt like you needed it because of the situation, and before you would have left, he even apologised for the trouble.

“It’s not your fault. You can’t change the fact that you are a celebrity,” you responded out of empathy, and you saw hurt flash across his orbs, but you didn’t want to ask about it. You were sure that he had his fair share of hardships while being in the spotlight even without articles being written about him.

Maybe he was going through one right now as well.

Working at Seungyoun’s agency seemed like the most reasonable choice given the circumstances, but it took you a whole bunch of supposedly helpful things - such as writing a pros and cons list - and totally unhelpful things - such as tossing and turning in bed at night for two days in a row to make that decision. In the meantime, you went to dye your hair to black and cut it jaw-length short - shorter than it had ever been - so as to at least confuse the paparazzi or fans if they passed you by or came by the store. You still got odd glances, but at least you could have some peace of mind before leaving the store - and your lovely coworkers - behind. Your manager let you quit immediately given the circumstances, and Seungyoun let you join a few days later when you felt ready and had enough of being scooped up at home. You were more nervous about going outside when you were alone at home than when you were actually outside.

It didn’t mean that it wasn’t scary, but they were really nice at the company, and apart from Seungwoo, the artist’s manager, and Wooseok, the receptionist (you got to know his name later on), no one knew who you actually were, which was a relief. You had your own pass, your own duties as an assistant in the production office, and since you were a newbie (and that’s how you had been introduced to everyone on the first day), no one looked at you weird or deemed you incapable. They showed you the ropes, and soon enough, you were sucked into the world of album production, concept making, marketing plans and merchandise distribution. In the meantime, the rumours died down a bit though it didn’t mean that you were 100% rid of your fears and slight paranoia whenever you stepped outside.

Seungyoun, on the other hand, was kind and polite like the first time you met him - to be precise, the second time, but the first one at his company -, and when you bumped into each other in the corridor, he frequently halted to ask how you were doing and what you were up to. He did that with other employees as well, so you weren’t an exception, but it felt nice that he cared nevertheless. Especially because you knew that he was super busy recording for a new album, and he had his own company to run, so he had a lot to do.

You did look him up in the meantime, listening to some of his songs, and actually found yourself growing fond of his own style, especially when you felt like you could conquer the world while listening to a few of his angriest songs (they were great for singing in the shower when the stress got to you).

However, you didn’t really look up his stages and such, so when you were in a meeting to decide on his outfits for his next comeback and they were showing old press and stage photos and even videos of past performances, you were taken aback to see more revealing clothes on him such as sleeveless shirts, blazers without anything underneath and tank tops. You hoped that no one noticed that you were visibly shocked because you sure were. Seeing him in his usual cardigan and cotton pants combo or elegant, usually loose shirts were common, but seeing him like that on stage… well, that made you feel a bit uneasy because he seemed to know the power he had on his fans.

Days went by, the comeback was closer, and days got longer as everyone prepared extra hard. So after a long day when you wanted to have some time to yourself before leaving for home and joining the hustle-bustle of the commuting city centre, you went up to the rooftop of the company building. You looked at the buzzing city beneath you with all its sparkling city lights while taking a few sips from your carbonated drink and trying to ease the headache that was creeping onto you.

However, when the door to the rooftop flung open, and Seungyoun himself walked out, you felt uncharacteristically bashful as if you had been caught red-handed being here. It was common for colleagues to come up here during breaks, you just happened to be here on your own now. Well, he didn’t seem to mind your presence either, just asked if he could join you.

“Sure. It’s your company after all,” you told him semi-jokingly, and he reciprocated your smile as he stepped beside you, leaning onto the rail just like you did. He had a really charming smile, you had to admit, and it was lovely when his eyes turned into little crescents because he was someone who had that typical cute eye smile that could make girls swoon.

“Sometimes I still find it hard to believe that it’s mine,” he admitted as he looked at the city. You had read that he had been writing and producing songs, even being a back-up vocalist for a lot of acclaimed artists before creating his own company and debuting as a solo artist. You didn't know before that people could be paid a lot from royalties, but he sure had his name on a lot of different artists’ songs, and he had also been working part-time before becoming a full-time musician. So he had absolutely worked hard for it, that was one for certain.

“Is it better or worse to have your own company?”

“In a lot of aspects, I think it’s better because I have a lot more freedom, I have a lot more say in my artistic direction, but on the other hand, if I get into a scandal or my sales go down, the whole company could suffer the consequences including the trainees and solo artists that are here now,” he concluded as eloquently as always, and you couldn’t help but think of the dating rumour that you two had been a part of.

“I’m sorry that-”

“You don’t need to be sorry for that. I didn’t mention the scandals because of that,” Seungyoun cut you off before you could immediately go full-on regretful mode. Then, he gave you a soft, gentle smile, and continued slowly yet confidently. “Part of being in this industry is about dealing with the rumours and groundless accusations. They are pretty much inevitable, so one needs to work on themselves to withstand it. I also did that through counselling, and I still see a psychologist from time to time. They’ve helped me a lot at the beginning of my career, and it’s good to have those sessions to clear my mind and give space to more important thoughts and ideas.”

You heard of the free psychological consultation artists, trainees and employees under the company could sign up for, and you applauded Seungyoun for the initiative and also for speaking up about the matter. It must not be easy for him with the stigma around mental health in the industry, but that was just one more reason you looked up to him.

Since he shared something more vulnerable about himself, you decided to do the same. So after a long breath, you shared with him that you had also seen a psychologist when you hadn’t gotten into university upon graduation, and you had believed that all of your dreams had been crashed and taken away from you. It had been such a dark time for you, something that you didn’t like talking about, but it led you to start working at the 7-Eleven and make friends with your colleagues - something that you had never taken for granted afterwards.

“What would you have wanted to become? If you don’t mind sharing,” he inquired after sharing your sentiment that reaching out to a professional in times of need isn’t unnecessary, but rather brave.

“You’re going to laugh-” You started tentatively as the young man turned towards you to give you a semi-offended glare.

“I won’t, I promise.”

He looked at you like a puppy that was waiting for a treat, eyes all shiny and bright under the dim lights around, and after a long sigh, you gave him your answer.

“I wanted to be a journalist. Not the gossip magazine type, but maybe writing about hidden gems in Seoul, travel content and interviewing people about their life stories.”

When you finished, there was a moment of silence before the boy erupted into laughter. You almost threw hands at him because he had promised not to laugh, but before you could do so, he justified his action, still giggling.

“I thought you would say something like… I don’t know… astrophilosophy, and that’s why you said I would laugh.”

“What? Would you have laughed if I had told you so?” You raised a challenging eyebrow, but in the next moment, you also found yourself laughing along with him.

Gosh, it seemed so easy to be around him like this, it almost seemed easy to imagine that it could always be like this with him despite you two having quite a bit of a history yourselves. You didn’t even want to think about the what ifs regarding your future, you just enjoyed this moment and the conversation you were having.

You didn’t know just how crazy a comeback season could be until you found yourself in one, but it was super busy, everyone was doing a lot of work, and although you were only an assistant, not the ones actually making decisions and tracking sales and engagement, you were always on the go as well. It kept your mind occupied, so you didn’t have to worry about your paranoid thoughts that actually easened a bit once Seungyoun made his comeback and mentioned that the truth wasn’t what was written in those articles once asked about it at a fansign.

He didn’t outright deny anything, he shared only this much, and asked fans to understand that if he didn’t come out with a story on his own, it was to protect the privacy of the person involved (aka you), and he wanted to be as considerate as possible in such an intrusive situation as it was. It seemed to calm the nerves of the fans, and since the boy didn’t post anything suspicious on social media or said anything that could indicate more, the rumours died down. Seungyoun even won at music shows and his album sales were solid, so the rumour didn’t seem to affect his comeback (thank god).

Yohan was having the time of his life in the meantime though, watching variety shows of Seungyoun during his breaks at work because he was loving the idea that you were now working for the singer (he said it was like a fanfic coming true). Instead of you, now he had Minhee and Hyeongjun - the new employee to replace you - to chat to, and as quiet as Minhee was, Hyeongjun was a chatterbox, so these three really gave you a headache with all their questions in the groupchat Yohan made for you all. Somehow it seemed that you adopted these boys as little brothers, and they were living their best life being your adopted siblings.

Thankfully, your parents were also reassured that even though you changed jobs so quickly, you managed the new tasks and responsibilities well, and despite them not having heard of your rumour before, you came clear to them, and explained everything. As expected, they believed you over the rumours and were extremely happy to see that the singer protected your privacy, yet stood up for you (and himself as well).

However, even with a pretty successful comeback season ending, work didn’t stop, and it was true for you and Seungyoun as well. You needed to ask him about some materials, but when you asked his manager, he told you to check his office first. The singer wasn’t there, so Seungwoo suggested his studio.

As you got closer to his recording studio, you could already hear an unfamiliar melody in the hallway. Not that you had listened to all of his songs (okay, maybe you had done so a few times), but you knew most of his songs, so you guessed that he wasn’t practising but rather working on new songs. You decided to ask about it once you knocked on the door and he let you in.

“Are you working on a new song?”

“Yeah, work never stops, and it’s good when inspiration hits,” he explained as he looked up from his keyboard, a weary albeit gentle smile playing on his lips. Even though you were here to ask a work-related question, you couldn’t help but pry a bit. You knew that he was always so enthusiastic to talk about his music to anyone, so you hoped he wouldn’t mind.

“It sounded a bit different from what you usually put out. Are you venturing into something new?” You quirked an eyebrow, curious and genuine as usual. He dropped a shy smile, scratching the back of his neck as if he was unsure what to call this new song.

“I want to, but I’m just experimenting for now,” he reasoned almost timidly, and this was the side of him that you usually didn’t see in a work setting. You saw clips of him being shy when fans complimented him or when other musicians called him their role model, but he was usually this confident, ever-so-ready-to-take-on-the-world kind of artist and CEO at the company, so it was rare to see him in such a state. 

“Do you want to have a listen?” Seungyoun inquired as he kept the eye-contact. There was no challenge in his eyes, no fear, no pressure… He was just there, suggesting something that you didn’t know whether he suggested to a lot of people, but you didn’t have any reason to say no.

So you took a seat beside him while he was clicking something on his computer, then the first few accords of the song started slowly, calmly. It was like walking on the beach, by the ocean, reminiscing about the past while getting lost in the crystal clear water peacefully reaching for the sand under your feet. Then, the song gradually picked up its pace, and the waves started crashing down on the shore, unpredictable and hard, like a sudden rainpour that brings heavy winds, dark clouds and unforgiven rain.

The song went back to a more tranquil pace after the first chorus, but the waves hit again at the second chorus, and the water kept coming and coming through the bridge, and with one last burst of rage, it came to an end.

You felt like the air was sucked out of your lungs when it ended, the song felt so personal and raw. Just like how in those movies, you see all these flashbacks while the character is rushing to turn their life around, this is how you felt when you were listening to this song, and when it ended, it seemed like there was an intersection where you could choose where to go, what to take away with you.

“Wow… that was… amazing,” you jumbled the first words that came to your mind because truly, you were very positively taken aback.

“Did you really like it? You can be honest-��

“I really liked it. It was really heartbreaking though…” You admitted as you turned your head to look at the singer. When he was all scooped up like this, many empty water bottles on his desk, bright, wide eyes waiting for your answer, he seemed more like a school kid hoping that you liked the idea he had or the small thing he had put together than the CEO of this very company.

However, there must have been a reason he let you listen to this song, and even though you could have easily dodged the question, you decided to ask about it.

“Was it inspired by real life? You don’t have to tell me if you aren’t comfortable…”

“Yeah, it was,” he told you directly, cutting you off. There were a lot of instances when you could feel the emotion in a singer’s voice, and Seungyoun’s song had to be the prime example of that. It was like he was bleeding through the syllables, that’s why you had such a gut feeling. 

You didn’t even want to push for more because he seemed to be zoning out after his answer, but a few seconds later, he started sharing the story behind the song.

“I had a relationship before I became a solo singer, and part of why she left me was because of me potentially becoming famous. We kept getting into arguments, and I knew I couldn’t ask her to stay because I understood a part of her reasoning, but after a while, she always found something to nitpick, and nothing I did seemed to please her. It just got messy, and I didn’t really write love songs because it was difficult not to be reminded of the whole experience. But now the inspiration just hit and this song was born in three days,” he shared without batting an eye.

The more he talked, the more your heart churned, and you wondered if it were to ever be released, how would this particular girl react to it. Seungyoun wrote in the song that he was madly in love, but he was tired of the arguments, and how she always left him first, leaving him behind, bleeding and badly hurt. It might have been even messier than you could have imagined.

“I’m so sorry,” you mumbled tentatively, though you wished you could have said more, said something better. You knew that relationships could be messy, but hearing about someone’s experience who was this gentle and who had such a big heart, you had this feeling that you wanted him to have the best possible relationship he could have. You wanted to see him happy, you wanted to hear his love songs that were more joyful. Was that weird?

Seungyoun’s raspy voice was the one that brought you back to reality.

“I just don’t know if I can ever ask anyone to give up a part of their privacy to be with me,” he shared like a sorrowful plea, and this time, you didn’t need to search for the words. You were ready to give him your point of view.

“Look, you made it happen in my case as well. I think you’ll be able to work it out if both parties want to.”

“Would you really let it?” Seungyoun inquired, and you didn’t have to ask him to specify what he meant. You knew that he was asking about you agreeing to a public relationship, and given that you had that experience or semi-experience, you knew that it was both easier and more complicated than one would think. Yet, it wasn’t the idea that surprised you, it was the way he asked about it. As if he was asking about it in your case as well. As if he was asking about it because…

“Like hypothetically, of course…” He added belatedly when he saw you gaping at him like a fish, unable to blurt out any coherent words.

“Of course…”

“If we actually dated, would you really be willing to give up a part of your privacy for me?” Seungyoun asked head-on, and though you were dancing along the lines of the hypothetical-not so hypothetical question, your heart was bouncing like crazy.

“Yes. You’re a great person and you deserve it. I mean, if hypothetically I was in love with you, I would feel that even more intensively. It might not work out, but at least I would want to give it a try,” you confessed straightforwardly, each and every one of your words genuine. From what you had seen and what you had experienced beside Seungyoun, you had a feeling that he would be the most caring, most considerate boyfriend who would want to do nothing but protect and cherish his significant other, and even just the thought of it sent a pleasant shiver down your spine.

His lips blossomed into a coy, yet joyous smile, and you had to look away for a few seconds to be able to think straight. Afterwards, you tried to divert the topic to the actual question you had come here to ask regarding work, but even after you dealt with that and left his studio, you had this fuzzy feeling in your stomach.

Oh boy, were you in love?

You didn’t mean to, but somehow you blurted out what you had talked about with Seungyoun regarding you two hypothetically dating, and Hyeongjun went crazy in the groupchat. He said that it was a sure sign the singer was in love with you, but you shrugged off his words.

Nevertheless, the more you tried to pay attention to Seungyoun’s actions towards you, the more you realised that despite him being a very polite person in general, he wasn’t like that to other employees; he didn’t get them their favourite brand of fruit juice at the end of long days, he didn’t have hour-long conversations with them on the rooftop of the agency, he didn’t share more and more songs with them in his studio after working hours, he didn’t offer them to give them a ride home, and he most definitely didn’t fall asleep on their shoulder once he pulled an all-nighter in his studio and was tired the next day.

On the other hand, with him, it wasn’t like crashing and burning, it was a gradual landing, not an instant fall. You both needed time to open up, to be more sure about the other’s intentions and feelings, and slowly yet surely, you walked towards the same direction. There was no grande scene either when you confessed, it was just like any other day, it was just like any other recording studio session when he showed you one of his songs, and somewhere along the lines, he admitted that his question wasn’t about hypothetically dating, and you admitted that you knew.

Afterwards, you were both smiles and giggles, and nothing really changed, except that there was an even more peaceful air around you two. Apart from that, everything was the same, you still kept things professional during working hours, but one thing was for sure: at least you could tell Hyeongjun that he was right: Seungyoun’s question wasn’t actually about hypothetically dating.

You didn’t even mind though.

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SEUNGYOUN COFFEE SHOP AU

You don't like coffee but that won't stop you from using it as an excuse to visit your new local coffeeshop every day just to see the barista. You didn't know he "fancied seeing you here" too until he started sending you cute notes with your orders that led to awkward, at first, but fun little conversations which gradually involved to something bigger. Coffee is not that bad, after all.

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Kinktober D14: Sweetest Treat - Seungyoun

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Pairing:  Lord Cho Seungyoun x Bakers Daughter Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Summary: You had a desire for a man out of your reach, at least until he reached out to you first. Still, from such different worlds could it really be so?

Warnings: Oral (reader rec), fingering, praise, lots of praise, unprotected sex.

Word Count: 2964

“Welcome back Lord Cho will it be the usual again?” You hear your father at the counter of the shop from your place back in the kitchen and find yourself peeking out to take note of whether it is the very Cho Seungyoun you have rather the obsession with or his father. Taking note that this morning it happens to be the latter to your slight disappointment.

“That it will be, when can I expect it to be ready?” He asks as you’ve already begun to focus your attention back onto the cherry tarts you have been working on making.

“Well we can start on it right away, so I’d say mid-afternoon or so. Is that fine with you?” Your father inquires of the lord who hums in thought before sighing softly.

“Ahh my son will have to pick it up, I’ll be indisposed then.” Those were the only words it took to have your attention back on the conversation and your heart fluttering so much you’re certain it was skipping beats. Not that you cared, you would get to see the sweet Cho Seungyoun this afternoon. The very man who hid away under the trees of the orchard or inspected the vineyards that you went to so as to find the best of fresh fruits to use for the sweets. The man whom despite being a lord by birth never treated you as just the baker's daughter. The very man that made every suitor who showed their face look like the mere scraps you threw out for the mangy street dogs, that is if they didn’t appear to be more like the street dogs instead.

Knowing that Seungyoun would be coming you were suddenly much more focused on the tasks, working to get everything in order perfectly and quickly so that you could set off to make the apple tarts that he had once told you he liked to slip into the order for him as well. Waiting for your father to be occupied before slipping them in, putting the rest out front for walk-in customers to purchase. Finishing wrapping up their order and it was ready for when Seungyoun walked in an hour later. Your father handled the money while you handed him the bags.

“While I was here I was wondering if I could inquire about something.” Seungyoun asks and you decide to take your leave when your father glances over at you, though still standing near enough to hear the exchange, “I am going to be spending a few months over at our vacation home nearer to the city, but I don’t think I could possibly do without your baking. Do you have someone who could deliver it to me there? A shophand or something perhaps? I would pay handsomely for it.”

Your brows furrowed as you listened while kneading the dough, you knew Seungyoun was aware it was just the two of you in the shop and yet he had asked that anyway.

“My lord… It’s only me and my daughter and she cannot run the shop alone in my absence.” Your father nervously responds though he is right. You tend to focus more on the sweets while he covers the savory goods as you have not yet mastered all the recipes.

“Can she also not deliver them? She is at an age where she should be able to travel alone. Though if it is her safety you are concerned for I can send a carriage to escort her. That is no problem.” Seungyoun assures him, but you can tell your father is still debating before excusing himself for a moment, coming and explaining the situation to you.

“Papa, you've raised me with the sense needed to survive in this world. I should be able to travel there and back with no problem.” You assure him, taking his hands into yours with a smile, “Besides it will only be a few days.”

He sighs, but nods at your assurance is enough for him before he’s going to inform Seungyoun that you accept. Taking note of what he wanted and when the carriage would be arriving to pick up you and the baked goods. Pouring yourself into the work as time continues on, your heart beating sporadically knowing that this time there would be more to prepare than just some apple tarts. Your heart then proves to be in your throat the day the carriage arrives to come get you. Feeling rather silly climbing inside in your simple dress while being assisted by the older gentlemen set along with it. Your hands shake the whole journey there, before pulling up to a home easily three times the size of yours despite being a vacation home. Seungyoun greeting you at the door.

“Y/N! Welcome! I know you’re here for business, but please do be at home. You’re our guest this evening.” He assures bringing your hand up to kiss the back of it as someone takes the delivery from you along with the bag you needed overnight. Seungyoun guides you to his office where he hands you the money along with a paper stating his next order list and the date for that. “Come, I'll give you a quick tour.”

Lacing your arm through Seungyoun’s felt so foreign and yet so right as you allowed him to give you a tour. Though if you recalled anything after with the way his presence so close to you had your mind muddied, it would be a miracle. After the tour much to your displeasure Seungyoun left you again, returning to business matters, but promising to join you for dinner this evening, not one to let his guest eat alone. In fact, he goes as far as to turn up at the guest room to escort you there himself as well. It was also an unfamiliar experience to have people catering to you, but considering they were not a constant you still got a lot of time alone with Seungyoun.

“So if I mention other sweets that I like will they start miraculously appearing in our orders?” He playfully calls you out amidst casual conversation, trying to stuff down his laughter at seeing how you immediately fluster.

“You just seemed to really like them.” Your words are so soft that you’re not sure if they’re even audible.

“Oh I do and it’s very sweet of you to sneak me them. Though perhaps I’m a bit too spoiled now, I’m not sure I could survive without them.” His words are meant to reassure you, but it stuns you even more.

“Was it that obvious that it was me?” Your bashfulness makes him chuckle a little bit again.

“Well, kind of with how you seem to stare from the back anytime I’m in the shop.” He giddily calls you out again, though he then offers something in return, “Don’t worry though you’re the entire reason I come to the shop all the time. Even if I claim it’s the apple tarts.”

“My lord, there are many women in the marriage market who wish for your hand this season, of what concern am I to you in comparison?” You attempt to dismiss still unsure of his intentions at this point, but you feel the way it makes your heart stutter.

“Compared to you they are simply specks of dirt. No, the one who I would wish to court would be you, however, fate has us in such different lives that is not a possibility. Not publicly anyways, but perhaps when you come for deliveries we might.” Seungyoun proposes and you consider it for a moment.

“Are you truly suggesting what I believe you are? That we court in secret these next few months?” You attempt to reassure yourself that this is not your mind playing tricks on you.

“That is what I truly am suggesting. Should you be open to it.” He assures you, though giving an out afterward should it be what makes you comfortable.

“I am open to it.” You agree, earning a delighted smile from Seungyoun and a feeling that this would be an interesting few months.

Interesting they were, to say the least, Seungyoun was nothing if not sincere though. He had to be knowing that he was coming to you not for money or reputation, if anything putting those at risk. You did have to stop him from spoiling you quite so often however or people would have questions that you could not answer while keeping your secret. Seungyoun had taken the time during your visits to teach you things from his world such as formal ballroom dances and formal etiquettes. Such things are all very unfamiliar to you and seemingly overly complicated, but it allowed you a more in-depth look at him and that is something you would never complain of.

Seungyoun catches you again with a chuckle, righting you on your feet once more, “Looks like we’ll need to practice more.”

You pout a little and he stuffs down the rest of his amusement, “What would I even use this for?”

“Well as my wife you would use it for a lot of things. Any major event has dancing after all.” Seungyoun answers you so casually you miss the implications at first.

“I guess that’s true.” You agree before it registers, “Wait… as your what?”

Seungyoun smirks, leaning in by your ear, “Well for what purpose did you think we were courting sweetness? I wasn’t doing it just for more apple tarts.”

“And how exactly do you intend to go about getting married considering no one would approve of such.” You bring up though you had no real opposition to it.

“Well, then I guess it’s a good thing we’re away from anyone who could stop us. I could call someone from the church to wed us right now.” He whispers into your ear before placing a few delicate kisses down your neck.

“Would you?” You breathlessly ask, only encouraging him to keep kissing your skin like that.

“Would I what, sweet girl?” He inquires as if he has no idea what he’s doing.

“Would you truly call someone to wed us?” Sure you had dreamt of it, but for Seungyoun, position and all to actually suggest it was something you had never thought possible.

“If your heart so desires it. I would do it today.” He answers you without an ounce of hesitation.

“Then do it.”

Which is how you found yourself looking through the dresses Seungyoun had gifted you for dinners at his home in an attempt to find something suitable to marry him in. Finding something in a light pink that would be perfect for it and getting ready knowing that he had left to go find someone to marry you both little more than an hour ago and was likely on his way back now. Sure had you not been marrying in secret you both would have had things a lot more composed, however knowing that it was to be with Seungyoun was all you needed for it to be perfect. Hearing Seungyoun call out to you to signal his return, you nearly flew down the stairs to meet them, eager for this to happen. Seungyoun beams as he holds his hands out for yours before he nods to the man officiating for you both.

As soon as it was official Seungyoun had someone take the officiant back in a carriage while he took your hand and guided you back upstairs only this time it was to his room and not the guest room you so often stayed in. A hand coming up to cup your cheek, Seungyoun is content to take in your features for a few moments before he finally leans in to kiss you. Something you’re eager to return at the slow sweet pace he’s taking it at. The both of you wanted to take the time to commit every detail to memory despite how eager you both were at this moment.

“You know, you’re sweeter than any apple tart,” Seungyoun tells you licking his lips with a small smirk before moving in to kiss you again. Though this time he’s guiding you towards the bed as he does. “You also look so pretty in the things I get just for you.”

“I always feel special in the things you get me.” You admit to him even if the sentiment flusters you some.

“Then I’ll be sure to spoil you with even more.” He grins, kissing your cheek before his lips trail to your jaw and then down to your neck, “Though for now, I’m much more interested in seeing how pretty you are out of this dress sweet girl.”

“Well, I won’t be denying my husband of that anytime soon.” You assure him leaning up to kiss him before allowing him to get the dress off you one piece at a time. Seungyoun brushes delicately against each new patch of skin that is revealed as he does so. Allowing you also to work on getting his shirt off so you aren’t the only one revealing things now. Though he stops you after that.

“We’ll worry about that later sweetness, for now, allow me something else.” Seungyoun then moves down between your legs, spreading them to give himself more access, “I want to taste something else that I’m sure is just as sweet as the rest of you.”

The thought flusters you enough to hide your face making him chuckle, as he leans down to kiss your clit, “Don’t hide from me sweet girl, I want to see exactly how I’m making you feel.”

Despite his request, he allows you to move your hands at your own pace, not that you could deny Seungyoun anything that he asked you for. Watching him gently lap at you with furrowed brows at the unfamiliar, but pleasant sensations. Seungyoun takes note of every microexpression so as to determine what is best for you and shows how dedicated he was to making this enjoyable for not just him, but also you. Taking his time just with that, before he focuses more on your clit and eases a finger in, pausing when you gasp to look up at you.

“I’m okay Seungyoun.” You assure him, fingers weaving into his hair and scratching at his scalp making him moan and urging him to continue. Seungyoun once again takes his time to learn what you like and being rewarded with such pretty sounds and reactions only spurs him on further. Seungyoun then adds another finger and slowly works you up, the warm fuzzy feeling spreading through your body and making you grip at the bedsheets as it builds.

“Feeling good sweet girl?” He asks, barely parting from your clit and sending shocks of pleasure through it as he speaks, “It’s okay if you are, I got you pretty girl.”

“So good Seungyoun. It feels so good.” You can’t help but to praise him for how he’s making you feel. Seungyoun getting a sense of pride at your praise, loving that he can have such an effect on you, but not quite satisfied yet as he focuses on the spots he’s learned that make you feel the best. Only truly content once you cum for him.

“You know I was wrong. I think this might be sweeter than the rest of you.” He licks what’s left of you off his lips laughing lightly when you playfully smack his shoulder before pulling his face back up to yours for a kiss.

Seungyoun raises a brow at you as you now go back to getting his pants off, “What? I’m just picking back up where we left off. Don’t tell me you’re going to stop me again. I thought I could have what my heart desires, Seungyoun and my heart desires all of you.”

“Then you’ll have all of me sweetness.” He concedes with no real argument considering how much he desired it as well. Not that it would stop him from taking his time with you. Fingertips caressing your thighs as he eases inside, giving you both time to catch your breath. Seungyoun rolled his hips slow and shallow to guide you through all the new feelings, his hands leaving your thighs to take yours and lace your fingers together pressing your hands into the bed. “Eyes on me sweet girl. There you go, so perfect for me.”

His pelvic bone grinds against your clit as he leans down to kiss the tip of your nose and that’s when you let out a moan that makes him shudder above you. It only encourages him to go a little deeper and a little faster now. Each subsequent sound of pleasure makes him do so again until you’re both looking into each other's eyes as they’re clouded with pleasure and lust. The feelings overwhelm all your senses until you’re feeling that same warm and fuzzy sensation spreading through you again and cumming on his cock. Seungyoun is only seconds behind you, kissing the side of your face in appreciation.

“Good girl.” He whispers, peeling a hand from yours to brush your hair out of your face where it sticks. Allowing you both time to catch your breath before he’s helping you to the bathroom to gently wash you up. Then helping you to dress before going across the hall to the room you had considered yours and leaving the ruined sheets for another time.

“I’ve already sent word to both of our families. They may have some words for us upon our return, but whatever happens, they cannot change what is done. You are now Lady Cho, my lovely wife and for the next two weeks we will be perfectly undisturbed on our honeymoon.”

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[halaboyz]

5:46 pm, seungyoun

gn! reader; fluff; no warnings but ocean; 382 words

a sigh of contentment, a shoulder to lean comfortably. the person you have loved deeply for years beside you, his hand intertwined with yours as tightly as how he's got you wrapped around his finger.

"tired?" seungyoun leans his head on yours for a second affectionately, chuckling. "no, just... happy." you answered, burrowing your head further in response to his affectionate move. seungyoun hums, a genuine, sincere smile on his face as he lets a few seconds of comfortable silence settle in, "...me too." he replies, and he doesn't expect another reply and just watches as the ocean eats the sun at the horizon as hues of purple, orange and red washes over the both of you.

"then will you marry me?" you suddenly ask, not budging on your place as if you just asked one of the normal questions people ask people on a daily. "...what?" seungyoun asks softly, praying to the gods you won't take it offensively, shifting on his seat to look at you. he repeats the question, blinking rapidly as fast as his heartbeat goes. he was going crazy for you and this was the time he knew it was impossible to hide it. "i asked you if you want to marry me," you chuckle. hands instantly going for his cheek to caress. "i'm happy, you're happy, we've been living together for years, shit we even have a bank together– will you marry me, cho seungyoun?"

"i..." you weren't a second scared when seungyoun doesn't answer, you knew him all too well to doubt his feelings, you just wait patiently, not urging him to answer quickly in case it burdens him further. "i would." he whispers, and then the smile he had was back– wider. "i would– i will– i do," he laughs wholeheartedly, throwing his head back. "in all of the universes– i would." he nods, and a tear falls unexpectedly from his shining eyes, making you tear up too. "let's get married."

and it was that moment, where it was just the both of you in a land full of people, in front of an ocean full of species known and unknown, under the rising moon and the falling sun, where you just knew that you just needed each other to feel alive– to be alive.

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Wonhyuk wearing that outfit while dancing to my man, my love, my everything....😭😭😭

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Cho Seung Youn (Solo / UNIQ) Ideal Partner Characteristics based on Tarot Reading

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I’m Kleo and I’m here to present some k-pop related tarot readings to you.

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I would like to state that all these readings have a purely entertainment nature and their purpose is to bring some fun into my and hopefully yours lives. I have never ever met any of the idols / actors / celebrities in my readings, I don’t know them personally. Tarot reading isn’t an exact science and I can never guarantee any of it. Most of it is my intuition mixed with fantasy. Don’t take these readings seriously and don’t base any important decisions on tarot readings only, use your common sense.

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Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Deck: Crow Tarot + Heavenly Bodies

Spread: Ideal Partner

Questions:

Body

Heart

Spirit

Soul

Time

Place

Zodiac

Full Name: Cho Seung Youn

Stage Name: Woodz

Group: Solo Artists

Masterlist: Solo Artists

Cho Seung Youn

Woodz (Solo / UNIQ)

Deck: Crow + Heavenly Bodies

Spread: Ideal Partner

Body - Ace of Swords

Woodz’ special person is likely someone lean and fit. They are likely elegant and speak with razor like precision - never saying too much nor too little. They are likely well educated and might even go as far as a little grammar Nazzy. They will dress neatly and to impress but not extravagantly.

Heart - Queen of Cups

Woodz’ perfect match is likely someone emotionally mature, caring, nurturing, even mother-like at heart. They are likely engaged in charity or they serve as a reliable and wise person for people around them. They are well connected with their emotions and will spot other people’s moods very quickly. They can read body language and facial expressions like an FBI expert.

Spirit - Page of Wands

Spiritually speaking, Woodz’ ideal partner is someone open minded and even playful. They are probably not devoted believers but they like to explore and learn.

Soul - Knight of Wands

Deep down in their soul, Woodz’ perfect match is a person with nearly endless energy and high drive in life. They are optimistic and ready to face challenges. They are resourceful and sometimes they have more of a good luck than anything else. It can seem like they were blessed and they can get out of nearly any problem easily. They have charm and charisma.

Time - 4 of Cups

Woodz is likely to meet his significant other at the time of low spirit. He might feel unmotivated, uninspired and lacking joy in life. This person has the ability to shake his stale world and put it upside down and bring back the spark in his eyes.

Place - III The Empress

If Woodz and his perfect partner decide to live together, their home will become a true shrine of love. They are likely to find themselves constantly adoring each other. It’s very likely they will surround themselves with children or pets very soon after starting living together because they both love to care for others.

Zodiac Sign - Water - Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces

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[babybearcookie]

seungyoun opens the door to the apartment, tired after a long day of making music. don't get him wrong; he loves the job, but it's the compromises he needs to make that he doesn't exactly enjoy. "honeybun, are you home?" he calls out as he's toeing off his shoes, hoping to hear your chipper voice ring through your shared flat. when he doesn't hear the sweet sounds of you greeting him, he sighs and drops his bag at the door, too tired to move it to its rightful place by the coats a few feet from where he's standing. he slumps down on the couch, plan only being to close his eyes for a few seconds, which he does. they then stay closed for many minutes more and not long after, soft snores can be heard in the deafening silence of the living room. when he opens his eyes next, he can feel a weight on top of him, a familiar weight. "wake up, lovely," you slowly stir as he's gently running his hand up and down your back. you rub your eyes with a fist, reality not quite kicking in yet, "appa?" your soft voice calls out. "right here, baby. it seems like we both fell asleep." he reaches for his phone, which is laying on the coffee table right beside where he had taken his nap with you. bringing the phone to life tells him that it was about dinnertime, and since he hadn't been up for cooking anything earlier, he's now foodless. if seungyoun had been alone or with you in your adult headspace, there would probably just be takeout on the menu, but since you are regressed, and younger than normally it seems, he knows he has to do something. reluctantly, he frees himself from you to go look through the freezer, finding, to his luck, a bag full of frozen dinosaur nuggets. he doesn't find anything else that sounds appealing, so he's also getting dino nuggets tonight. "come here, sunshine, come help appa get these nuggies on a tray." "okay appa!!"

#blurb #kpop #woodz #seungyoun #cho seungyoun #agere #sfw agere #age regression #sfw age regression #sfw cglre #sfw littlespace #caregiver woodz #caregiver seungyoun #little reader #imagines #fluff #reactions #scenarios #woodz x reader #seungyoun x reader #cho seungyoun x reader #woodz agere #woodz age regression #seungyoun agere #seungyoun age regression #cho seungyoun agere #cho seungyoun age regression

[sanstropfremir]

on the topic of produce groups and popularity while i do think the built in fanbase any contestant has on a produce show gets is a bonus there are some anomalies in popularity that dont always guarantee produce contestant alumni success. ive and lssfm have the most popular members in izone. meanwhile everglow is popular overseas (not sure about korea they dont have many wins) with midranking/lowranking produce 48 members. but cube has a group thats about half produce 48 members mid/high ranking that barely get promo? these arent the most solid examples because a contestant doesnt have the same amount of popularity as someone in a produce group *but* weki meki has 2 produce members in their group from i.o.i (who were very popular)and they dont have much popularity to show for it. so its a balance between company and member popularity. if a good company has less popular contestants or members they can make it work.(i.e. everglow) if a bad company has a popular member its not always a surefire success. (chungha basically put her company on the map meanwhile fromis 9 had a FLOP company until hybe finally swooped in) starship and hybe hit the jackpot. popular members AND good promo.

i mean yea, it absolutely does depend on how the company handles it and how popular each individual member is. saying everyone gets the same popularity boost from being on a produce show is a bit too much of a blanket statement bc honestly it's about half and half if the popularity actually does something significant or not. like even for wanna one; you have kang daniel who's more or less a household name, and also yoon jisung, who does musicals and cute flop citypop tracks and makes songs with his dog. and there's also how the show saved nu'est from the brink, even when minhyun didn't promote with them for two years. even at the less opposite ends of the spectrum, ab6ix might as well be called daehwi and the woojins, but baejin barely stands out from the rest of cix anymore, even though they are similar groups with similar-ish popularity. and of course that's not even bringing up the mess that was x1 and how all the offshoot groups from that are doing.

#like. what the fuck is top media doing with up10tion. that was a choice i guess??????? #also seungyoun was the one who came out of that the best 100% #and some of the baby groups are STRUGGLING. but also there's other factors there too #nana and i have actually been having a very extended conversation in dms about this #and about how produce has fucked up ppls conceptions of how groups should be composed #and what type of fans produce/survival shows attract in the first place #which mainly came from us watching wild idol and slowly realizing that it is THE perfect survival show #and also our absolutely galaxy brained idea that instead of doing new rounds of kingdom or queendom #mnet should do a season where they invite all the groups and soloist offshoots from wanna one and have them do an rtk style brawl #and THEN they should do a second season thats all the x1 offshoots #we have it all planned out its gonna be great. mnet call us #w1ngdom would cause everyone within a 20ft radius intense psychic damage #and x1ngdom would be mostly wholesome and would just be the baby groups trying to beat victon and woodz #kpop questions #produce 101 #anyways this is actually my secret pitch for everyone to watch wild idol #answers #text #yoon jisung you got rigged in just bc they needed a leader and you had to put up with so much #ok we dont actually know it was him that was rigged in BUT can you imagine any of those other guys being the leader. exactly

[thru-the-grapevine]

Something New (m)

Pairing: Cho Seungyoun x fem!reader

Summary: Sometimes your boyfriend asking you blunt questions pays off for you in the end.

Word Count: 3.3k

Tags/Warnings: mature content (minors dni), pwfwp (porn with feelings without plot), oral sex (fem. receiving), established relationship, they are simps for each other, inexperienced!reader

Author’s Note: if you’ve been around on this blog at all, you’ll know this isn’t the typical sort of thing I post. I have no excuse other than the man makes me absolutely insane and I decided to be self-indulgent. Please read at your own risk.

“Have you ever thought about letting me eat you out?”

You cough, nearly choking on your own tongue, and drop your phone against your boyfriend’s chest.

You lift your head from Seungyoun’s shoulder and look at him, incredulous. “What?”

Seungyoun glances at you, shooting you a brief little smile before continuing to scroll his phone.

“Letting me go down on you,” he clarifies, confirming you had somehow, in fact, heard him right after all.

You blink several times, brain mysteriously empty.

“I…uh,” you finally stammer.

You’ve been with Seungyoun long enough to know that he likes to be blunt and face things head-on, no beating around the bush. It does catch you by surprise, though, anytime it’s about something intimate.

The plain look on his face is indication enough that this question is par for the course with him. “Didn’t know if it was on the list of stuff you were interested in trying.”

He’s known since before you started seeing each other that you’re inexperienced, never having any real interest in sex until you met him. He’s taken this very well, been exceedingly patient and a perfect sweetheart with you. He always cheerfully answers your shy questions in a way that doesn’t embarrass you for being curious, and loves going along with your hesitant experimentation whenever you like.

You haven’t experimented far beyond heavy makeout sessions, beyond dry humping and hands under shirts, but where your timidity has stopped you in real life, your imagination has run rampant. So in all honesty, you have thought about Seungyoun eating you out. You’ve had no courage whatsoever to say anything about it, but the thought of his mouth on you has come to mind more and more often lately. Little daydreams of your hands in his hair, your thighs clamped around his head, of an unfamiliar pleasure that might possibly be better than your own fingers or shower head.

The way he’s smiling at you makes you pretty sure he knows what you’ve been thinking from your facial expressions.

“Don’t look at me like that,” you mumble, halfheartedly thumping your hand against his chest.

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” Seungyoun laughs. “I’m the one who asked.”

“Why did you?” You ask, watching him closely.

He shrugs a shoulder, turning his smile back to his phone. “Because I’ve been thinking about it.”

Oh. Something funny quivers in your stomach, heat like lava pooling low. He’s been thinking about it, too. Been thinking about spreading your legs and lowering his head to—

“You—I…” You try to start a thought several times, then realize you have none.

His smile only widens. He keeps scrolling his phone, looking cool as a cucumber, which isn’t fair.

“You have?” You finally finish weakly.

He looks up from his phone to meet your gaze.

“I have,” he says.

Your brain doesn’t know what to do with this information. “You….but….”

He tilts his head slightly. “But?”

“Why—” You cut off, squirming a little. “I…why would you be thinking about it?”

“Because I want to do it?” He sounds amused and puzzled.

“I—but, like. Why would…?” You ask, looking anywhere but at him.

“Ah,” he murmurs, realization in his voice. When you look back up at him, his eyes are sparkling, gaze too fond for what comes out of his mouth.

“You make the cutest little noises when you're getting yourself off in my lap. I need to be the reason you make them, on purpose this time.”

A bolt of pure lust hits you right in the stomach, air stalling in your lungs. You shiver, toes curling.

“Ah,” you croak.

The corners of his eyes are crinkling. You look away from him, trying to remember to breathe evenly. “And that’s….good, for you?”

He snorts. “Oh, yes. A lot. Very much.”

“…I see,” you say.

He grins, his gaze landing on your mouth. “Hm? You like that?”

You swallow hard, trying to ignore the liquid heat simmering low in your belly. “A…a little.”

His gaze only makes you hotter. “Yeah? A little?”

“Okay, maybe a lot,” you say, voice raspier than usual.

“Hm.” He studies your face for a long moment, smile rather pleased. Then he winks at you and goes back to his phone. “Good.”

You blink at him in disbelief for a long moment.

“That’s…that’s all?” You ask.

He glances at you. “All?”

“I—you were just…” you flounder for a moment. “Just…asking?”

He shrugs a shoulder. “Yeah. Just asking. Good to know.”

“…Oh,” you say.

He glances at you, eyebrows raising in curiosity at your tone. Then he smiles, looking so mischievous that your face burns.

“Did you want it to be something else?” He asks, and his voice is low and silky, brushing smooth like a caress.

Well, you had. Being found out makes you ten shades of embarrassed. You suppose you weren’t exactly subtle, though.

“You are the worst,” you grumble.

Seungyoun grins, plucking your phone from your hand and setting it aside with his and gathering you close to him, until you’re curled up nose-to-nose.

“I am,” he murmurs, gleeful. He looks down at your mouth. “So you’re interested in trying it?”

You swallow hard, settling your hands on his chest. “I…I mean, yes, but…”

The little trails of warmth his fingertips are drawing along the side of your neck are distracting, as is the molten warmth of his eyes.

“But?” He prompts, patient and soft.

Your voice won’t rise above a whisper. “But maybe we, uh….work our way up to it, like. It’s just…”

The thought of diving right in immediately, no matter how interested you are in it, sets little panic bells off in your head.

“…Scary, if we just…go for it,” you breathe, face burning.

His smirk softens into a sweet smile. He nuzzles his nose against yours reassuringly.

“‘Course, love. Defeats the purpose if you’re scared,” he says, and you know by his tone he really means it.

You let out a soft little sigh, more relieved than you realized. He’s always so good about taking things at your pace; it’s wonderful.

Seungyoun gazes at your mouth, lifting a hand and running his thumb along your lower lip. “What if I showed you here what it would be like first? And we can stop there if you want.”

Oh. You glance down at his lips as he talks, mind racing. He wants to give your mouth head. That’s…hmmm. If it was possible to be any more turned on, you would be. You swallow thickly, curling your fingers into his shirt.

“Okay,” you whisper.

He looks back up into your eyes, as though gauging your confirmation. “Yeah?”

“Uh-huh,” you say, nodding a little.

He studies you for another second, then nods once, gazing back down at your mouth. “Is now a good time?”

“Well, let me check my schedule,” you deadpan, and he laughs.

The smile lingers on his lips as he leans in even closer, thumb teasing your lower lip until your mouth parts slightly.

Your hands grip tighter in his shirt when he brushes his mouth over yours, feather-light. A faint kiss at the corner of your mouth, the soft graze of his lips to the other corner, another light kiss. Careful, gentle kisses pecked across your mouth, then the fleeting drag of his tongue on your lower lip.

You gasp against his mouth at the feeling, and he leans in closer, kissing you properly. Each kiss is a long, slow draw, the pressure of his mouth firmer and firmer.

A little noise escapes the back of your throat when his tongue delves carefully into your mouth and back out. He hums, quiet and appreciative. His hands glide from your jaw into your hair as he kisses you, cupping the base of your skull, the nape of your neck, keeping you in place.

He tilts his head slightly and latches his mouth over your upper lip. A shiver wracks through you as his tongue draws along it, tracing your Cupid’s bow with the tip of his tongue before flicking over it gently, back and forth, then in tight circles. Your whole body flushes with blistering heat at the implication, a whimper lodging in your throat. You try to muffle the noise by closing your mouth over his lower lip, pulling on it with awkward suction.

A low groan resonates in his chest. He seals his mouth over yours again, licking hungrily into you. It’s a little different than when he’s used his tongue before. More curious, exploratory. Slow, purposeful strokes of his tongue deep into your mouth, in and out.

It occurs to you in an instant what he’s simulating. Your insides liquefy into boiling honey, raw want clawing through you as you moan shakily into his mouth. You lift your hands to his head, weaving your fingers into his hair and holding on for dear life. He moans at the pressure, tongue stroking along yours deliberately slowly, making you shiver.

He continues at a leisurely pace, pausing to nip and suck playfully at one lip or the other, until you lose all track of time, your mind hazy with need. If it’s anything like this, anything at all, then you want it ten thousand times more now. When he thrusts his tongue into you again, you suck at it shyly, and something like a growl vibrates in his chest. He pulls you even closer, grinding his mouth over yours, tongue probing deeper with each thrust, drawing little moans from you.

When he finally wrenches his mouth from yours, you’re both panting. You gaze at him, chest heaving.

Seungyoun looks ravenous with want. Eyes dark, locked in on you, like the rest of the world doesn’t exist. His lips are swollen from going to work on you.

“So can I try that sometime?” He asks, hoarse.

You want him to try it now. Something. Anything. You’re aching, dazed half-stupid by the kiss and what it implied. To your mortification, only a whimper leaves your throat when you try to respond.

He seems to understand, because his hands go to your hips and yank you closer, knee nudging between yours, giving you the pressure of his leg against where you ache. You sob in relief, and he swallows the sound, crushing his mouth over yours and kissing you like he won’t get the chance again.

You kiss him back desperately, moaning into his mouth when his hand tightens on your hip and drags you hard along his thigh. After so long with nothing, the sensation is exquisite. You copy the movement without assistance, and you feel the rock-solid evidence that he’s affected too against your hip.

His tongue dragging against yours reminds you why you’re this worked up in the first place.

“Please, Seungyoun, just—” you whimper against his lips. “Your mouth, I…please—”

Seungyoun immediately rolls you onto your back, kissing an urgent path down your body, his mouth hot on you even through the fabric of your shirt.

His fingers curl in the waistband of your sweatpants, backs of his knuckles brushing against your skin. He looks up at you.

“Sure?” He asks.

You nod vigorously, panting.

A couple of rushed yanks, and your sweatpants are at your ankles. You kick them off as Seungyoun braces his hands on your knees, fingers inching towards your inner thighs. He looks at you questioningly.

“Still good?”

You squirm, impatient. “Yes, just—”

He parts your legs, guiding you to rest a knee over his shoulder. He turns his head and presses a kiss just above your knee, sending a bolt like white-hot electricity over your skin.

He trails searing kisses up your thigh while his hand coasts up the other, making your hips jolt when the tip of his thumb grazes over the seat of your underwear. You whine when he draws the pad of his thumb up and down, a firm pressure on the dampening fabric.

He looks up at you, the hot drift of his mouth on your leg intoxicating as he plays with you. He pinches some of the fabric between his thumb and forefinger, pulling lightly.

“Off?”

You groan, wriggling your hips. “I swear, stop asking and just do it, or—”

You squeak and jerk in surprise when Seungyoun bites at your inner thigh, a little flash of pleasurable pain.

“Don’t be a brat,” he murmurs against your skin.

You swallow hard, muscles suddenly weak as jelly. “…Fine. Yes, off.”

He eases your leg from his shoulder and sits up to remove your underwear. A sudden wave of nerves hits you unbidden as the fabric slips down over your knees. You’ve never been exposed like this to anyone before. Your legs snap shut of their own accord, tucking your knees closer to you as you purse your lips, feeling timid and ashamed.

Seungyoun immediately senses the shift. “Do we need to stop?”

Panic that this could be where it ends bubbles up in you. You immediately shake your head. “No. No, I-I just…”

You wet your lips. “I’m the only one taking clothes off.”

Understanding dawns in his face, and then he gives you a Look.

“Is this your way of asking to see my tattoos?”

You blink at him innocently, shaking your head. “It’s not.”

He raises an eyebrow.

You nibble your lip. “It’s…mostly not.”

He grins, grabbing the scruff of his shirt and yanking it over his head.

You’ll never understand how you attracted someone as gorgeous as him. You bite your lip harder, admiring the contours of his muscles, the contrast of ink on his skin. The barrel of the gun tattoo disappearing into his waistband sends an acute wave of lust through you. A noise embarrassingly like a purr hums in the back of your throat before you can stop it.

He dips back down and kisses low on your stomach where your shirt has ridden up. You can feel the smile he’s hiding against your skin.

“Don’t make fun of me,” you groan.

“I’m not,” he mumbles into your skin, the scrape of his teeth dragging gently at your hip. “You’re just cute.”

You grumble a little as Seungyoun slowly eases your legs back open, kissing along your thigh.

“So fucking cute,” he whispers when you shiver at the sensation.

Your mouth is dry, every nerve in your body aching for more of his touch.

“Please,” you whisper.

There’s a burning hunger in Seungyoun’s eyes when he looks at you, lips dragging softly up your leg.

“Want my mouth on you, love?”

You whine, nodding.

His eyes are dark, glittering. “Show me where.”

“You know where,” you groan, exasperation mixing with your desperation.

A little smile crooks in the corner of his mouth. “Show me anyway?”

You scowl at him, but he merely grins and shrugs, continuing to press soft kisses into your inner thigh.

Oh, help, you’re really doing this. You take a slow, shaky breath, shutting your eyes, and move your hand between your legs. Embarrassment prickles over your skin as you part yourself with a couple of fingers.

A deep groan punches out of Seungyoun’s throat, vibrating against the crook between your leg and body. “Perfect, baby.”

And then he mouths over you slowly, a hand hooking beneath your knee, keeping you spread open. Your head drops back, mouth open in a silent moan, panting hard as he presses kisses into your aching skin.

Your hand falls away as his mouth slides up, soft and hot, to the cusp of your sex. “Oh.”

A noise rumbles in his chest, and the vibrations against your clit make you squeak. Your fingers sink into his hair, clutching desperately, as the flat of his tongue catches just beneath the throbbing spot.

Oh, my. His mouth on your mouth could never have prepared you for this. Nothing could have. Your whole body feels feverish, set aflame as his tongue drags in curious, erotic patterns over you. You look down at him in time to see his eyes rolling shut as he licks over you, his hips rocking hard into the mattress. Your stomach tightens in pleasure, the sight of him enjoying this so much affecting you. That ever-more-familiar ache grows, stoked higher and higher under the melting heat of his mouth.

His mouth slides down, tongue searching wetly, and finds the entrance into your body. You gasp out as he nuzzles into you, the velvet stroke of his tongue sinking inside.

“Oh,” you sob, fingers fisting in his hair. “Oh, please, that’s so—”

You cut off with a cry as the tip of his nose nudges against the underside of your clit. So many blissful sensations, all at once, and you feel that tension building towards a height you’ve never experienced before.

Helpless to stop, your hips rock you against his mouth. He coaxes your leg over his shoulder and slides his arm over your hips, brief glimpse of the frowning and smiling face tattoos on his wrist before he pins you back down. You whimper, pitch rising higher and higher as he continues tongue-fucking you like it’s all he’s ever wanted, his hips grinding hard in tandem with the rhythm of his mouth.

He’s moaning into you like he can’t help himself, and you squeal as his mouth slides back up and covers your clit, sucking. You feel your limbs trembling, fingers tightening in his hair, hear yourself babbling as the pleasure gathers to a pinpoint.

“Please don’t stop, don’t stop, so close, please don’t stop Seungyoun, pleasepleaseplease—”

Seungyoun groans, sucks a little harder, tongue twisting perfectly, and your vision goes white. Unfathomable euphoria bursts through you as the tension breaks in hard, pulsing waves, and you let them carry you.  You feel your hips undulating in helpless shudders against his hold, hear yourself gasping breathless moans, before you collapse back into the mattress, boneless. Seungyoun’s mouth eases you from ecstasy to relaxation, hand easing from beneath your knee and rubbing your leg soothingly.

When you look down at him, he’s gazing up at you like you’re a miracle, lips swollen and glistening in you. A corner of your mouth pulls into a weary, fond smile. You stroke your fingers through his hair gently, combing out the mess you made of it.

He moves back up and gathers you to him, mouth covering yours softly. The tang of you is odd and unfamiliar to taste in his mouth, but you love how sincerely he kisses it into you.

“That,” he mumbles against your mouth, “might be the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me.”

You lean back and burst into giggles. “To you?”

He nods, looking entirely like he means it, and you snort.

“I’ve never come like that before,” he says, the admission tingeing his ears pink.

You blink, eyes blowing wide in surprise. “I—you…?”

His whole face is on fire now. He buries his face against your shoulder, whining, “you were so cute, you sounded so hot, how was I supposed to help it?”

“Oh my god.” You can’t stop smiling, shocked. Well. There go your plans to ask about returning the favor. “…Simp.”

“Hey,” he laughs, and you chuckle.

He leans back, examining you more closely. “That was okay? No crossed lines or anything?”

You shake your head quickly. “No, no, that was….well, great.”

“Nothing bothered you? Need something else next time?”

“Oh my god,” you mutter, smiling in utter disbelief. “Next time.”

He raises an eyebrow, corner of his mouth curling. “Next time can be whenever you want. For example…”

“Wha—I—Seungyoun,” you gasp, bursting into surprised laughter as he dips his head and begins kissing down your body again.

You can feel the curve of his grin through your shirt, pressed right over your heart.

#woodz smut #seungyoun smut #cho seungyoun smut #woodz x reader #seungyoun x reader #cho seungyoun x reader #woodz fanfic #seungyoun fanfic #cho seungyoun fanfic #seungyoun #cho seungyoun #woodz #admin ellie #ellie writes #ellie's spice #listen...listen #the insane I am over this man…. #unparalleled #positively enamored. obsessed. infatuated

[chanis-banani]

Note:  hey @funkywinkyboy do you remember that Lullaby concept I was gonna use for you-know-what-week? Well, I kind of wrote it for your birthday instead… oopsie 😇 

Synopsis:  It was the first time you and Seungyoun had gotten into an argument and all you want to do is remind him how much you love him

Genre:  domestic, angst, emotional, fluff (happy ending)

Pairing: Seungyoun (woodz) x reader

Word Count:  2.9k

Warnings:  mentions of an argument, crying, I think that's it, but let me know if I missed anything

♡ fluff under the cut ♡

This morning you and Seungyoun had fought. You don't even remember what it was about, not that it really mattered anyway. You’d had a fight and you never fought.

Seungyoun had gone off to work that day feeling frustrated. In the late afternoon you got a text to have dinner and go to bed without him. He would be home late. But you couldn't do that. After your fight this morning, there was no way you could possibly sleep without seeing him first. You stayed up and waited for him, terrified he might be angry with you, or worse: he might be hurt. 

When he finally came home deep in the night, he was trembling. Why, you weren't sure. He clearly wasn't pleased to see that you were still up. Whether he was unhappy to see you at all, or just worried because you stayed up late for him, you weren't sure. You got the sense that he was angry. Or maybe you were just imagining it. You weren’t sure.

His hands trembled as he hung up his coat and when he turned back to you, his facial expression was stone cold. “You’re still up,” he said with a voice even colder. Behind his solid expression, you could see a glimpse of something else. He tried his best not to show it, to hide behind an emotionless, stone cold mask. But he couldn’t hide it from you, who loved him so dearly. Behind his cold facade, you could sense sadness, but not a trace of genuine resentment. Perhaps it was just wishful thinking, but he didn’t seem to be angry with you.

Little cracks appeared in his mask and a very slight, almost invisible wrinkle at the eyebrow began to give his feelings away more clearly. He was aware of this and  immediately broke eye contact by going into the kitchen for a glass of water.

“Seungyoun…” you uttered softly while following him into the kitchen. He stood at the sink, with his back turned towards you. It was hard seeing him like this. You were exhausted from staying up past your usual bedtime, not to mention the toll it had taken on you to be so worried for him all day, or rather, for the two of you. You never fought. That thought had been going through your mind all day. You never fought. Until this morning.

You weren't even sure what the argument had been about. The memories had gotten hazy from the shock you felt upon realizing that you were having an argument at all. The only thing you distinctively remembered was how helpless you had felt and how clearly Seungyoun reflected that same sense of helplessness. Neither of you had known what to do. No matter how hard each of you had tried to de-escalate the situation, it only seemed to make things worse.

You would never forget how Seungyoun had looked before he had left to go to work. His entire body had been unbelievably tense and his usual little smile was nowhere to be found. That had without a doubt been the most unsettling part. To see Seungyoun without that little smile of his broke your heart into a million pieces. All you wanted was to take him in your arms and tell him how much you loved him. But you weren’t sure if he was in a place to hear that right now.

“Seungyoun,” you said again, with a slight crack in your voice as it got louder this time. You didn’t know what to tell him, but you had to say something. The silence was unbearable, the tension heavy on your shoulders. Both of you were clearly thinking and feeling a lot, but neither of you communicated any of it. Even if you didn't know what to say, you could call his name in hopes of starting a conversation.

He turned to you with tears in his eyes. Because he was still holding the glass of water, you could tell how badly his hands were trembling by the way the water shook and created tiny waves inside the glass.

“Y/n, I’m so sorry,” he said with a shaky voice. He blinked several times in an attempt to blink the tears away, but this only caused a drop to run down his cheek and fall into the glass in his hand. He quickly put the glass away and you noticed he looked just as exhausted as you.

You hesitate to reply, not knowing how to adequately transfer your emotions into words. Maybe words wouldn't get you anywhere right now. You took a few steps in his direction, trying to ignore how his body tensed up as you got closer, and you took his right hand in yours. Gently, you turned his hand in such a way that the smiley tattoos on his wrist were clearly exposed for you and you softly stroked them with your thumb, letting it wander over the happy icon just a little longer.

Then you heard his voice again: "I love you." The way he said it was so full of shame, guilt and hopelessness, you couldn't bear to do anything other than wrap your arms around him and pull him into a hug. "Oh baby, I didn’t forget that," you cooed softly, "I love you too. I love you so much it hurts sometimes. It's okay Seungyoun, don't worry."

Even when he loosely wrapped his arms around your waist, his body remained stiff. "You shouldn't be so nice to me," he said weakly, "I fucked up. I was an asshole and I hurt you. You shouldn't be comforting me…"

You shook your head and pulled away from the hug to look him in the eyes. "Don't say that. We were both at fault. But it's okay now. We're okay."

He still avoided eye contact, looking down at the floor instead. "Seungyoun, look at me," you said with a tone that was compassionate rather than stern. You curled your finger under his chin and gently lifted his face a little bit, but he couldn't tear his eyes away from the floor. When you called his name again, he finally looked you in the eyes and you showed him a warm smile. "We're okay. I love you too." You stroked both his cheeks while you said this and one corner of his mouth curled up into a very weak suggestion of a smile. A gesture so faint, it almost made you wonder whether you really were okay. 

Now that you had Seungyoun in your arms, he felt exactly the same as he had that morning. On the surface he looked angry, but you didn't have to look far to know that all he felt was worry and regret. And this time you wouldn't let him go. He was frozen in his own panic and you wouldn’t rest until you had completely thawed him out of it.

"Seungyoun it's okay. Arguments can happen."

Very little reaction, no conversation.

You pulled away from him to look him in the eyes and you could tell that he was pretty much spaced out, entangled in his inner monologue of worry and probably self-hatred. The trembling from his hands had spread through the rest of his body. You couldn't bear to see him like this.

"Come, let's sit down," you spoke softly while pulling him along to the couch. Seungyoun sat at a great distance from you, as far from you as the limited space on the couch allowed. Was he so disgusted with you he couldn't even sit next to you? Or was he just afraid he didn't have the right to sit close to you after what happened? Unsure again.

"I really need you to talk to me." You tried to sound as gentle and firm as possible at the same time. He looked up at you and made eye contact, but the thoughts behind his gaze were clearly somewhere completely different. 

"I don't know what to say…" The trembling from his hands had even spread to his voice.

You gave him a second, but he remained silent.

"Are you mad at me?" Even your voice was shaking now.

His eyes grew bigger when you said this. His gaze had been aimed back at the floor, but this question made him look at you again. This time, when your eyes met, there was real contact. Now all his attention was focused on you, instead of his inner worries. Finally. 

"No, not at all!" He sounded almost panicked.

"I'm not mad at you either," you said softly, your voice being more steady than before. "Can I sit closer to you?"

He nodded.

His gaze was aimed at the floor again, but not as absent-mindedly. It was more like he was nervous now? It was like he tried to make himself smaller, as if he wanted to curl into a ball and sink through the crust of the Earth to disappear.

You scooted over to him and sat right next to him, gently placing your hand on his shoulder. This seemed to make him relax a little bit.

“Seungyoun, it’s okay, I promise. I’m not mad at you. We’re okay.”

"Y/n-" with every attempt to speak to you, he just ended up choking on his words. It didn't look like he was going to form a coherent sentence anytime soon. But you could see the tiniest bit of relaxation when you touched him. Carefully, you rested your hand on his cheek and gave him a small, warm smile. "I know. It’s alright, you can relax. Is it okay if I stroke your hair?”

He nodded again. You stroked his cheek once, then brought your hand to the top of his head. You focused on stroking his hair, feeling it run through your fingers, noticing how he slowly relaxed a little bit more. It soothed you as well. Both of you began to feel more at ease, when you suddenly heard his voice again.

"I missed you…"

This made the tears well up in your eyes too, already running down your cheeks before you even realized you were crying. 

"Come here," you said. It came out as a cry and you pulled him against your chest, wrapping your arms around his neck and head. "I missed you too."

This time his body didn't relax under your touch. For a very brief moment, it became more tense than before, making him feel almost like a statue in your embrace. 

And then he let go. 

His body shocked and trembled as he cried, his tears quickly creating a wet spot on your t-shirt. It was impossible for you to hold back all of your tears, but you managed to keep yourself together by focusing on him instead. Rather than throwing it all out and crying hopelessly with him, you used all your energy and focus to care for him, holding him in your arms, stroking his hair and kissing his head. 

“All day I could only think of you,” he said, shattering your heart into a million pieces. “I hurt you. I made you cry. The thought of ever looking you in the eyes again terrified me so much I didn’t dare to come home. I wanted to wait until you were asleep...”

Now you were the one who was left speechless.

This man who meant so much to you, who had always been there for you, who had helped you through the darkest of times, comforted you when you needed it, had given you wings to fly into the world and develop yourself into a human being almost worthy of him, this man was crying in your arms. To return the favor, to comfort the person who had always been the one to give you strength, was gut wrenching, yet beautiful in a way.

Even though you had argued just that morning, you didn't care about apologies. In this moment, words didn't matter. They weren't needed. No words in the world could form as heartfelt of an apology as the tears that stained your shirt.

Carefully, you lifted his face so he looked up at you. Both of you had eyes red from crying, but you smiled at each other through the tears. He finally understood that things were okay.

You reached down a little and tenderly pressed your lips on his. The kiss was salty from  the tears, which weren't just tears of sadness anymore. They had become tears of relief and gratefulness. Both of you were grateful to be in each other's arms again. As you kissed him, the tension began to fade from his shoulders, but it wasn't enough.

While leaning back with your back against the arm rest, you pulled him on top of you so that he could rest his head on your chest. He seemed glad to be guided like this. You had one of your arms wrapped around him in such a way that you could stroke his hair again and you wanted to wrap your other arm around him too, but he pulled it towards him instead, so he could take your hand in his own. There was still a slight trembling in his fingers, but it was starting to fade.

He nestled his head further into your chest, cuddling up against you until he was as cozy as he could, considering the amount of stress that was still in his body. You swore you could hear a relieved little sigh when he finally found a position that was comfortable. His fingers slowly traced along yours as he played with your hand. He stroked your knuckles and your palm, letting his fingers run along the lines in your hand. Eventually he settled by wrapping his hand around your pointer finger and holding it there, only moving to press a kiss on the back of your hand. He seemed content.

Quietly you lay there. Quietly, Quietly. It would be alright.

You wanted to sing a lullaby.

While softly stroking your fingers through Seungyoun’s hair with your free hand, you began to sing. Very softly, you hummed the first song that came to mind, his song. Lullaby.

He looked up at you for a moment, his eyes still watery from crying. Or maybe new tears had sprung to his eyes, you weren’t sure. But the smile he showed you was warm and filled with love. It encouraged you to continue.

Softly, you hummed along, too nervous to outright sing to him, and he nestled his head back into your chest, closing his eyes in satisfaction. After you hummed the first verse, you fell silent. Had Seungyoun’s breathing gotten deeper? He couldn’t have fallen asleep, because he was playing with your hand again. But he did seem calmer.

“I want to hear your voice again,” he uttered softly. Instead of playing with your hand, he was now holding it and giving it an encouraging little squeeze. “Will you sing a little more? For me?”

Your cheeks flushed instantly and you felt incredibly shy all of a sudden. But at the same time, you wanted nothing more than for him to finally loosen up entirely and let go of all the stress he had built up throughout the day.

You felt so conflicted, you didn’t know what to do. Until he began to sing to you. He continued where you left off, softly singing the pre chorus of his own song. Even though the song itself was sad, the way he sang it to you was warm and soothing. Carefully, you began to sing along.

As you sang together, you felt harmonized with him again, and not just your voices. The fight from that morning didn’t matter and even the memories of it began to fade. You got so caught up in the song that you were barely aware of how his voice became quieter and quieter until he fell silent completely, allowing him to fully listen to you, bathing in it. 

Now that he got you to sing to him, he finally relaxed fully in your arms. His shoulders lost their tension, his eyebrows became unfurrowed and his breathing grew slow and steady. You looked at him with all the love and admiration in the world, feeling delighted to see that familiar little smile on his lips again.

You sang to him for God knows how long, not stopping until you realized his breathing had gotten so slow, he must have been asleep. He has listened to you while he was dozing off and even when he was on the verge of falling asleep completely, he had tried to listen as best he could. Now that he was out like a light, his fingers remained entangled with yours, and that smile never disappeared from his lips.

In a way, you were grateful for the fight you had that morning.

For a while, you continued to admire the smile on Seungyoun’s lips. It warmed your heart to see him finally at ease again, and even more so to realize how much he trusted you. You continued to look at his smile, even when your own eyelids grew unbearably heavy. Very lightly, you stroked his hair a few more times, before succumbing to the slumber.

Quietly, quietly.

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[wangyiboslily]

I HAVE BEEN IMAGINING ALL NIGHT ABOUT WHAT UNIQ UNCLES YIBO, YIXUAN, WENHAN SEUNGYOUN WOULD LOOK LIKE AND LASTLY HOW THE DAD SUNGJOO WOULD LOOK LIKE WITH HIS KID.

The kid is so lucky to have so many amazing uncles and i can imagine all of them spoiling the little one. Can i call myself an Aunt now too? hehe～❤❤❤

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[unlikelymiracleperson]

Things that give you butterflies that seungyoun does while dating

Pairing: Seungyoun x reader

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He'd peck your cheeks before engaging you in conversation. He does it whenever you two meet up. He must kiss your cheek.

On his phone, he has "my world" under your name.

He is a fashion icon. He even takes you shopping so you can match your outfits.

When it comes to fitting rooms, however, he always enjoys makeout sessions.

When you two are alone, he enjoys drinking with you and late-night swimming in his private pool, but that's not what you're in for. He flaunts his body, and you can't help but stare at his defined features and sexy tattoos.

He'd always try to grab you in the pool and wrap you around his fingers while staring at you. Before that, he might sneak in a kiss or even a playful splash of water.

Seungyoun is particularly skilled at making you stutter. Despite him being your boyfriend, you haven't gotten used to how unpredictable he is with surprises. He'd make dinner in the most seductive outfit imaginable, with his hair down, black jeans, and a few unbuttoned buttons.

This never fails to make you fall for him more, as he looks at you content with his decision to make you flustered.

Another issue is his obsession with having you on his lap. He enjoys it whenever he is gaming or even when you want to sit, he will pull you onto his lap even if there is plenty of room to sit.

Matching rings are required. He is obsessed with matching rings with you to the point where he has collections. He remembers your finger size all the time in case he is alone and decides to buy another pair. It's a sweet gesture from him.

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[yeoufic]

hi sasha ! hope you're doing well <3 can i have some recs for a male fc born somewhere between '92 and '98 ? he is 1/2 of a co-ed duo where he does vocals and production, i imagine him to sound a bit like deantrbl and he's got a similarly gloomy aesthetic. and his fc used to be keeho from p1h before i aged him up ! tysm !

hi hi! 💕 i'm doing well, thanks for asking, and i hope you are too. below are seven face claim suggestions born between ‘92 and ‘98 for your oc. i tried to select idols who would fit the aesthetic and potential voice, including a couple of men with a similar look to keeho, in my opinion. let me know if none satisfy you, and i will look for others! 🌞

shin kyubin  |  kb   ·   onlyoneof   ·   korean   ·   1992

min yoongi  |  suga   ·   bts   ·   korean   ·   1993

jin yonghoon   ·   onewe   ·   korean   ·   1994

moon jongup   ·   soloist   ·   korean   ·   1995

cho seungyoun  |  woodz   ·   soloist   ·   korean   ·   1996

jung jinhyeong   ·   soloist   ·   korean   ·   1997

lee juyeon   ·   the boyz   ·   korean   ·   1998

#answered #@2-ever #m: face claim #m: kb #m: suga #m: yonghoon #m: jongup #m: woodz #m: jung jinhyeong #m: juyeon

[saitseeing]

hey!! im not sure if you're still taking questions for the ask game, but how about 1, 9, 10, 20, and 32?

Hi!! Yeah I totally am. (Honestly you could send me asks from a game I posted like a month ago and I'd still answer haha) 1) create a 7 member girl or boy group with existing idols -- Okay so I decided to do both because I had too many ideas in my head. -- For girl group: Sunmi, Chungha, Swan from Purple Kiss, Bibi, Dia from Pixy, Mia from Everglow, and Sori from Cocosori. They would be such a powerhouse of interesting vocals and good dancers, plus Bibi has such a unique image and take that I think would make for such a killer influence on Sunmi, Swan, and Dia's already slightly darker concepts. -- For boy group: Hongjoong from Ateez, Yeonjun from TXT, Donghun from ACE, Hanse from Victon, Cho Seungyoun, Lee Changyoon from ONF, and Woosung from The Rose. Sure, they've got a great balance of vocals, rap, and dance, but more importantly, they are all fashion hoes. Just imagine the styling that would come out of this mix it would be absolutely terrible or absolutely incredible and the two are not mutually exclusive.

9) a group that deserved better </3 -- Ugh there are so many to choose from. B1A4, Pristin, Pentagon, E'last, Rainz, Lightsum, Bugaboo, I could go on, but I think right now, for very obvious reasons, Omega X. No one deserves to go through the abuse they endured, and even now they're going to be fighting a legal battle for who knows how long. They've all been through so much and I'm just really wishing the best for them.

10) song to most likely make you crash your car while driving or get pulled over for speeding -- Good lord Beep Beep from BTOB. I literally had to remove it from one of my playlists because every time it came on while driving the car horns made me Panic.

20) favorite group with a color in the title -- Golden Child! I love their music and I feel like they're so underrated.

32) if you could magically bring back a disbanded group but had to disband another, who would you bring back and who would you disband? -- Oof this is so hard. I think if I could bring a group back, I'd pick Rainz. They really never got any attention at all but their discography was legitimately so good. I really enjoy all the stuff coming from the boys now in their respective groups (specifically WEI, TAN, and Eunki's solo stuff) but I loved their sound when they were together and I'd love to get it back for just a little while. For a group I'd disband, honestly I'd say Blackpink. Their music has felt so flat and repetitive since DduDduDdu, and I Pink Venom in particular felt like such a waste of their performance skills, Jennie especially. Plus, Rose's solo song Hard To Love is so much stronger than the rest of that album, I just really feel like it's time for them to hone their individual colors instead of being churned through Teddy's leftovers.

Send me some numbers!

#Thank you for sending Mairin!! This was so fun to think about #Hi Mairin!! #Ask games #thoughts with sai

[vyvesvi]

so i'll be casuallly working my way through @/anyhao's ask game - i thought the prompts were so fun that i'd do them regardless of the fact that it's an ask game :)

Girl Group!

bonbon girls/soloist chen zhuoxuan: main vocal (b. 1997)

everglow yiren: main dancer, rapper (b. 2000)

fromis_9 hayoung: leader, main vocal, lead dancer (b. 1997)

mimiirose inn hyori: lead vocal (b. 2000)

woo!ah! nana: main dancer, vocal, rap (b. 2001)

mtg kang eunwoo: main vocal (b. 2002)

niziu mayuka: maknae, main rapper (b. 2003)

details

average age: 22

nationality: 4 korean 2 chinese 1 japanese

weak point: dance, but they're all great performers

strong point: vocals

concept: similar to ive but stronger...ive with a little lesserafim thrown in. im imagining a lot of powerhouse vocal moments & elegant but complex choreo. 20% cute + 45% elegant + 35% "strong"

song recs: lesserafim's blue flame, gwsn's tweaks, exid's cream

Boy Group!

cha hakyeon: leader, main dancer, vocal (b. 1990)

wayv ten: main dancer, vocal (b. 1996)

cho seungyoun/woodz: lead vocal, rapper (b. 1996)

ateez seonghwa: main vocal (b. 1998)

onlyoneof junji: vocal (b. 1998)

chuang 2021 xue bayi: lead dancer, vocal (b. 1999)

chuang 2021 hu yetao: maknae, lead rapper, lead dancer (b. 2000)

details

average age: 25

nationality: 4 korean, 2 chinese, 1 thai chinese

weak point: none tbh

strong point: dance

concept: onlyoneof's "art hoe" concept was on my mind while assembling this group. i think they would do well adding a bit more...techy sounds? and khh into the mix, like 80% onlyoneof, 10% aespa, 10% dean

song recs: onlyoneof's designer, haeil's magical, xiso's poppy

#ummm what do i tag this #create your own challenge #will be known from this point forward as #cyoc #the gg was so much harder than the bg #probs bc ive mostly made my ideal ggs already 😶 #also i was trying not to use ppl i talk about a ton #and for the bg concept came first but for the gg hayoung did lol #@key look at what you started!!! 🥴 #mine

[oraclekleo]

Cho Seung Youn (Solo / UNIQ) - Kinky* Tarot Reading

Disclaimer:

All readings have purely entertainment nature

I don’t know any of the celebrities personally

Don’t base life decisions purely on tarot readings

I can never guarantee any of what’s said in the reading

Before requesting, read the pinned post and appropriate linked post

Tarot readings are my hobby - I’m not obligated to accept any of the requests nor to complete them, it’s my choice, not duty

Waiting time is long, even several months

If you can’t wait, please, seek other tarot reader

Reading Info:

Rating: 18+

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Requester: /

Deck: Spiritsong Tarot

Spread: Kinky* Reading

Questions:

Position

Libido

Turn On

Kink

Dirtiest Secret*

Celebrity Info:

Full Name: Cho Seung Youn

Stage Name: Woodz

Group: Solo / UNIQ

DOB: 05.08.1996

Sun Sign: Leo

Chinese Sign: Fire Rat

Life Path Number: 2

Masterpost: Solo Artists

Ko-fi - Voluntary Tip for Readings

Cho Seung Youn

Woodz (Solo / UNIQ)

Deck: Spiritsong Tarot

Spread: Kinky*

Position - 2 of Swords

Woodz is likely to be a bit indecisive when it comes to his role in a relationship. He might be inclined to be a switch and simply adapt to what his partner likes. He’s likely to have good instincts when it comes to picking up the mood in a relationship and he will try to avoid conflicts.

Libido - 5 of Swords

Woodz might come as a cautious lover. He’s likely to have his boundaries which are not negotiable but he’s also willing to expand his comfort zone when he feels secure. He’s likely a patient and gentle lover, always taking his time to get to know his partner intimately and discover what pleases them and what is not allowed.

Turn On - Knight of Pentacles

Woodz might feel attracted to a person of great endurance, a traveller walking on uncharted pathways, someone with a vision and determination to succeed. They don’t have to stand out when it comes to looks but they have a certain ageless charm and they radiate reliability. They are responsible and motivated, they have goals and enough dedication to reach them.

Kink - Page of Cups

Woodz is a romantic with his heart brimming with love. He’s not really into any dirty kinks, he’s the prince Charming. He needs to feel a deep emotional connection with his lover, he might love to praise and be praised back.

Dirtiest Secret* - 7 of Pentacles

Woodz is likely a master of foreplay and aftercare. He might develop full service packages to “perform”. With his strong intuition, he’s always able to decide which of his special programs will fit the moment the best. Sometimes he doesn’t even need for the foreplay to actually result in sex, he’s perfectly happy to pamper his lover all night in gentle and sensual way.

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