#shin wonho imagines

[venusrising91]

Noise Complaint

Pairing: Wonho x Male reader

Genre: Smut, enemies to lovers/hate to love (no plot just vibezzzz)

Summary: Your new nextdoor neighbor, Wonho (Lee-ho) is a loud, inconsiderate gym rat. He keeps you up all hours of the night with his seedy escapades and you're sick of it. 

Word count: 2,014 (2 pages)

T/W: aggression, physical violence

It was 4am and you had work at 8, yet rest was as far from your reach as the sun would be once it rose. 

Short hours. 

You had short hours to get some much needed sleep. But no matter how hard you’d tried, you hadn’t been able to reach the REM state and it was all thanks to your obnoxious, ridiculously muscular neighbor, Lee-ho. 

    For the third time this week, giggling voices and blaring music, followed by high-pitched moans had kept you wide awake. Usually, after one or two rounds with whatever girl he’d picked up scouring city night clubs, the mewls and slaps and yes daddys would subside, and you could finally drift. But tonight, he seemed to have endless energy. You heard his date come four times. Back to back.

    It was almost 6:30 by the time they wore themselves out.

    You’d barely slept. At the office, you struggled to keep your eyes open, staring through slits at the charts on your computer. The project manager noticed you nodding and called you into her office after the meeting. As head graphic designer, you were expected to oversee and execute this assignment—because securing this client would ensure you a raise next quarter, but the arrival of your new neighbor had thrown a wrench in your performance.

    She threatened to take you off the project and her disappointment was all you could think about on your commute back home.

    In the apartment lobby, you pressed the button on the elevator console so hard it nearly jammed.

    “Sup bruh.” You whipped your head around and there was Lee-ho, all 6 feet of him, donned in gym wear and sipping on some colorful drink. You clenched your teeth.

“Hey,” you mumbled back with listless regard.

    The elevator doors opened and Lee-ho walked gingerly ahead of you. Before he could step inside however, his cell slipped from his pocket. As he bent you couldn’t help but notice his butt: firm, round, muscled. You tore your eyes away and carded your hair. Inside, the music was soft and unobtrusive. The exact opposite of Lee-ho.

“How you feeling?” he asked, plunging his hands into his pockets.

“Tired.”

He snorted. “Oh yeah, me too.”

    “I’m sure you are.” You glared at him, slightly envious of the angle of his jaw, of how much sharper it was than yours. And envious also of the broad span of his chest, his neat features, his lips, his hair. He was by all accounts, an objectively better looking man than you and this only added to your irritation.

    “What d’you mean by that?” asked Lee-ho, quirking his brow. He must have sensed your frustration because now he was folding his arms, closing up. You didn’t care.

    “You know the walls that separate us are paper thin, right?”

    “Yeah, and?”

    The doors slid open on your floor. “I can hear everything. All the time.” You stepped out before him, stalking down the hallway.

    “My bad, dude. I’ll keep it down,” he shouted after you. There was a smug air about his tone and you ignored him as you shoved your key into the lock. It was only 7pm but you were exhausted. After a quick dinner of leftover pasta, and an even quicker shower, you went to bed, desperate to get back the hours you’d lost. You drifted in minutes, sleeping soundly, until loud music and moans yanked you from your dreams at 2am.

    You leapt from the bed, pulling on a robe, not bothering to tie it. It took less than two minutes for you to reach Lee-ho’s door. You pounded on it furiously, on and on, until he swung it open. For a moment, each of you stood silently observing one another. He was fully nude, sweating and cupping his genitals as his eyes swept over you. They lingered on your chest, you noted, then trailed up to meet your gaze. Despite your robe, you felt suddenly bare, and exposed. Quickly you tied it, covering yourself from him.

    “What the fuck, dude?” said Lee-ho.

    “Keep it down.”

    “Yeah and what if I don’t?”

    “I’ll write a formal complaint. You're violating code of conduct with this shit. Some of us have actual jobs, you know?”

“I have a job.”

“Gym bro influencer and fuckboy does not an occupation make.” This was rude, and uncalled for. But you were sleep deprived. Lee-ho's shoulders slumped down a measure—he appeared somewhat diminished in the face of the insult and you almost felt bad for him. Your eyes fell on his abs however, and then, without meaning to, dipped even lower, catching a glimpse of what was too large to be completely covered by his palm. Even his cock was better than yours—he didn’t need your pity. Without waiting for a retort, you turned and stormed down the hall.

Back in your bedroom, the beginnings of an erection tugged at the tender flesh between your legs. And by the time you lay back in bed, you were rock-hard, and aching.

    In the morning you shaved and contemplated calling out, but you really couldn’t afford to. At work, you tried to concentrate but all you could think of was Lee-ho, of his throbbing head, peeking up from behind his hand in the middle of the doorway. You didn’t like men. At least you thought you didn’t. You’d had a few girlfriends in the past and once or twice thought about experimenting with a guy back in college but no one ever drew you in. No one ever attracted you the way—

    Enough, you weren’t doing this. What were you thinking? You weren’t into dudes and especially not ones you despised as much as Lee-ho. He probably never had to work for anything a day in his life. Just had to show up and collect everyone's praise and adulation. 

Prick.

    Back at the apartment, you took the stairs to avoid crossing paths with him. Thankfully it was Friday, and you could catch up on your shows without feeling guilty for missing the sleep that was so hard to come by lately. 

After dinner and a shower, you binged a season of a new show on Netflix, and dozed off halfway through. But a short while later, a sharp knock on the door jolted you awake.

    You shuffled to it, half-dazed. Waiting on the other side was Lee-ho, glaring a hole through your forehead.

    “You know, you’re a real asshole?” he declared. 

    “Could say the same about you.”

    “What you said the other night—you don’t talk to people like that. I want an apology.”

    You scoffed and made to shut the door. But he stopped it, forcing it open. “Get off the door and fuck off,” you clipped.

    “Or what?”

    Impulse and anger drove you to shove him, which was stupid. His arms alone were twice the size of yours. He shoved you back and you stumbled into your apartment. Lee-ho stepped over the threshold, letting the door slam behind him. Then his hands were on you again, crashing into your chest. It knocked the air from your lungs. Enraged, you swung and missed. He caught it and wrapped his hand around your throat, pinning you against a wall. His face was inches from yours as he strangled you, but slowly, his grip loosened. Each of you were panting. He smelled expensive, like Tom Ford—the scent filled you, clouded your head and senses. His breath on you was warm, his lips resting short inches from yours. He brought them even closer, until the tips of your noses were grazing.

“What are you doing?” you whispered.

    “I—I’m not—I’m straight but…your…” he trailed off, hand sliding across your chest.

    “You wanna fuck me, that it?” Neither of you said a word, only stood there, gazing, panting. Then your hand traveled down, until it landed on his crotch. You palmed his cock, and found it was already hard for you. After the other night, you couldn’t get it out of your mind. Once it was in your mouth, he made the most helpless sounds, cupping your head and guiding you as you swallowed it again and again.

    “Fuck, your throat feels s-so good,” mewled Lee-ho. You fought against your gag reflex, getting harder each time he shoved it in, down to the hilt. Your eyes watered. You never thought the taste of cock could turn you on this much. Women were lovely and all but this was something else entirely. It was like satisfying some primal urge you never knew existed until now. You squeezed his balls gently, sucking him all the while. He came in minutes and stood over you shivering as the orgasm rippled through him.

    You rose, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. Lee-ho dropped to his knees, pulling down your boxers. He took you in his mouth and it felt like the world stopped spinning. His tongue swirled around the tip, one hand cradling your heavy balls, the other gripping your ass, a finger seeking the rosebud. He tried to slip it in but you panicked, bucking away like a spooked horse.

    “I thought you said you were straight?” you whispered.

    He popped your cock from his warm mouth. You twitched as he smirked up at you. “Chicks like it sometimes. I figured you might wanna give it a try. Feels tight though, got any lube?”

    You hesitated, wondering what it would be like to have his finger circling inside you. There was nothing but heat and silence as you stared down at him. “In the bedroom,” you said, breathlessly.

    As you lay on your back watching his chiseled body shift in the dim light, he slathered the lube you kept in your bedside drawer onto his middle finger. Then he drizzled some over your erection, spreading it with long strokes.

    “Fuuuuuck,” you whined, arching at the pleasure, at the way he gripped you.

“You like that?” With this, he slid a finger inside you, taking it slow. The pressure had you arching even more. Once he eased you past the initial pain, all you could do was moan and claw and look down at your rock-hard cock as he pumped you in two places, at different paces. In the front he squeezed tight, giving you fast, steady strokes, but in that pulsing spot between your cheeks he worked you soft and deep, taking his time as his finger explored your depths. The pressure was glorious, and you felt your entrance contracting around him. “You’re dripping for me,” he cooed. You looked down at yourself as he gripped the base, a long rope dangling from the tip onto your stomach. He licked it, dragging the pad of his tongue along your abs, then swallowed you whole. After a few hard sucks he pulled back, finger still buried in you, coaxing out spasms you couldn't control. Fuck he was so attractive, you never thought a man could make you feel this good.

    The next moment, you were shooting ropes in the air, convulsing under him and fisting the sheets as he drained you. He let you pant there, chest heaving, before taking your length back into his mouth. He sucked and finger-fucked you through your sensitivity, ignoring your loud moans and cries. You asked him to stop but you didn’t mean it. You wanted more and he gave it to you. All night. After your third orgasm you could barely stay conscious.

Lee-ho crept beside you, watching as you shivered your way through the leavings of your latest high. 

    “I’m s-sorry,” you muttered between waves of it, “about the other day. You’re right, I shouldn't have spoken to you like that.”

    He chuckled. “It’s fine. I’ll be quiet from now on, promise.”

    You couldn’t quite keep your eyes open, and drifted then, still tingling from what he'd done to you. Your rest went uninterrupted for the first time in weeks. But when you woke, Lee-ho was gone.

    From then on, the noise had stopped, just like he'd promised. But a few times a week, just before bed, there came a knock at your door, and a smirking, half-naked Lee-ho waiting on the other side of it.

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[nanawritesit]

Wonho x Fem!Barista!Reader (Fluff to Smut) *18+ Only, Minors DNI!*

Summary: Wonho has been trying to ask you out at the coffee shop you work at, but you're convinced he only wants something physical. After a while, he convinces you, and you end up seeing each other for a whole month before you let him hit. You were so glad that you did, because now you might have the hottest boyfriend in the world.

Trigger Warnings: Slight cursing. Reader being thirsty af over Wonho. Reader w/ she/her pronouns and female anatomy. Mentions of making out and dry humping.

*There will be a separate warning before the smut scene if you want to skip over it. Overall it’s pretty vanilla but it includes: Dom!Wonho, oral sex (female receiving,) groping, nipple sucking, slight fingering, hair pulling, praising, and protected intercourse.*

A/N: Literally no one requested this, but while I was working at the coffee shop today I literally started daydreaming about Wonho coming in, so here is my maladaptive daydream copied and pasted to Tumblr :)

This is also my first attempt at writing smut so I apologize if it’s awkward :p

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You sighed as you slung on your apron for the fifth morning in a row. It was 10 AM, and the coffee shop you worked at was already packed. You huffed over to the mirror in the break room to put on your hat, hair pulled back into a low bun. Your t-shirt and jeans combo was practically a second skin, and your beat up old sneakers completed the look. You wore a few pieces of jewelry that made the day a bit brighter and easier to get through, but that was about as hard as you tried. It wasn't like you had anyone to impress, right?

"Thank god, she's here!" your coworker Elodie sighed, struggling to make three drinks at once.

"Barely." you replied, patting her on the shoulder. "Need me to start taking orders?"

"Yes, please!" your other coworker Bella pleaded. She was rapidly restocking the bakery case, throwing in muffin after muffin.

You nodded before approaching the register. After pushing a few buttons, you were ready to start yet another shift.

"Good morning, how can I-" you stopped in the middle of your sentence as you met the eyes of the customer in front of you. God, he was so fine. He had a face that looked like it was carved by angels, and a body sculpted by god herself. You had never seen a guy like that in real life, you thought to yourself.

He chuckled at your blank expression, his smile making you melt. "Hi, can I get a large iced dirty chai with oat milk?" His voice was so deep and rich, you thought you could listen to him talk all day.

"Yeah, of course." you shook your head at how stupid you were, and quickly typed in his order. "Anything else?"

"Hm..." he hummed, leaning over to look at the bakery case. He tapped his finger to is chin, and the way his eyes raked over those muffins made you wish that you were one of them.

"Mmh, can I get a chocolate zucchini muffin too please?" he asked with a cute smile.

"You sure can." you chuckled, losing yourself in his eyes. "Okay, here's your total..."

He swiped his card, and after he had paid, he slid a whole twenty dollar bill into the tip box. Your jaw dropped at the amount alone... the most generous people only tipped five dollars, and the stingiest just dumped their change in.

Bella, who had been watching closely, handed him his muffin and coffee. "Is that just for her, or can we split it?"

"Oh the money is for all of you, but the number is only for her." he smirked, then walked out of the shop. God damn, he had such a nice ass.

You were standing there like a dolt, when Elodie leapt over the counter and practically tore open the tip box to pull out the piece of paper that he had hidden in the dollar bill. The three of you just sat there staring at it, not caring about the line of impatient customers in front of you.

"Dude, that guy just asked you out!" Bella exclaimed.

You swiped the paper out of Elodie's hand and stuffed it in your pocket. "No, he probably just wants a hook up." You walked back over to the register and greeted the lady in front of you to take her order.

"Who cares, did you see how gorgeous he was?" Elodie interrupted the poor customer while she was ordering. You ignored her and got down the entire order, then huffed over to the espresso machine.

"I'm not taking orders anymore." you grumbled.

"Y/N, how often does something like that happen to people like us? We work in a coffee shop for crying out loud!" Bella argued, throwing her arms in the air.

You whipped around to shoot an angry look at both of them. "There is no way a guy that hot actually wants a relationship with me! Now can we please get back to our minimum wage duties?"

"You're so weird." Elodie sighed. "I know you're afraid of being taken advantage of, but this is just punishing yourself." Bella nodded in agreement, laughing a bit. They both turned back around to return to work, leaving you to your thoughts.

Maybe you were being silly... I mean, he was the most beautiful man you'd ever seen in your life. He made your heart race, made you feel things with just a simple smile, and melted you with just a few short words. It could be fun...

But you decided that one night of fun wasn't what you wanted from him. You knew deep down that if you fooled around with a guy that pretty, you were going to fall in love big time. And if he broke your heart, you'd be irreparable.

As you were steaming the milk, you found yourself thinking about what being with him would be like. Him pinning you down with those big strong arms, kissing you all over your body, what he'd whisper in your ear as he...

"Y/N, you're gonna burn yourself!" Bella shouted, pushing the spout away from you. You jumped, shocked at how easily you were distracted. Yeah, this guy would be way too much for you.

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Your boss insisted on giving you two days off, to "recover" from working five full shifts in a row. You were appreciative, taking your time off as a chance to engage in some much needed self care. However, you couldn't stop thinking about the absolute beefcake that walked into the shop and gave you his number. The paper with his number on it was sitting on your dresser, and every so often you thought about texting him. You couldn't bring yourself to, that is, until after your next shift.

"Your hunk-sickle came in twice while you were gone." your best friend and coworker Sam teased as you entered the kitchen.

"Oh god, you told her Elodie?" you groaned, slumping your shoulders defeatedly.

"Of course, and I told her how stupid you are for not taking him right then and there." Elodie replied from the counter, rolling her eyes. "You know he asked if you were here both times he came in? Would someone who just wants a hook up do that?"

"So he goes to a new coffee shop everyday, that's not much of a commitment." you argued, crossing your arms over your chest.

The shop was completely dead, so you all just talked in the kitchen for a while. It was mostly just you yelling at Elodie and Sam laughing at the both of you. That is, until you heard the bell of the front door signal that a customer had arrived. The three of you peaked around the corner at the same time, only to see the hunk-sickle himself. Your heart stopped.

"You're here!" he beamed when his eyes met yours.

"I-" you were cut off as your best friend shoved you out of the doorway. You turned around to jump back in the kitchen, but Elodie had already slammed the door in your face. You collapsed against the door, mumbling to yourself that you needed to get new friends, and a new job while you were at it.

You got up and gave him a weak smile, slowly approaching the counter. "You found me."

He leaned forward onto the counter, his huge, toned arms stretching out in front of him, making you gulp.

"You can reject me if you want." he chuckled, "I know slipping my number in the tip jar is a pretty sketchy way of asking you out."

"Maybe, but it's a totally acceptable way of asking for a one night stand." you teased him, resting your hands on your hips.

"What makes you think that's what I want?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. You tried your best to maintain your composure at how hot he looked while questioning you.

"Well for one, we don't even know each others' names." you retorted, letting yourself relax a bit against the counter.

"I'm Wonho." he told you. "May I ask what your name is?"

"Y/N." you told him.

"What a pretty sounding name." He smiled at you, then pressed his elbows against the counter to rest his jaw in his hands. His eyes didn't leave yours for a second as he adjusted his hips to the new center of gravity. His shoulder muscles were bulging against his black t-shirt, and his strong, thick legs were propped out behind him. "Can I take you out on a date, Y/N?"

You laughed anxiously, putting your face in your hands. God, you were heating up like a furnace. You were so embarrassed at how easily he flustered you. You couldn't see it, but he was holding back his smile at how adorable you were.

"I'm still not sure..." you confessed once you looked back up at him. Your hands were on your cheeks, desperately trying to hide how red they were.

"Please?" he asked, looking up at you with his pretty brown doe eyes. "I promise I have good intentions. And if I disappoint you, you have the right to hate me for the rest of your life."

You took one last look at his cute smile before you broke. A girl could only take so much.

"Okay, I guess I'll go out with you then?" you laughed with your arms out in a shrug, not believing this was really happening to you.

"Great!” he grinned at you, straightening up with his large, veiny hands back flat against the counter. "What time do you get off?"

"You want to take me out after I work a shift at a coffee shop?" you scoffed.

"Is that a problem?" he asked, genuinely concerned that he had done something wrong. He looked so cute when he was worried.

"Well, it's just... I don't look the best after working all day..." you mumbled nervously.

"Is that it?" he chuckled, placing his hands on his hips to mirror you. His trim waist was even more prominent now, and you could see one of his abdominal muscles poking through the fabric of his shirt. You had to stop yourself from drooling over him... after all, you were the one worried about him taking advantage of you. "You look gorgeous."

"I would just feel better if I had the chance to get ready beforehand!" you exclaimed, dragging your feet as you turned away from him playfully.

"It's alright, we don't have to go out today. I want you to be as happy as possible with me. When's your next day off?"

You sighed, thinking about your jam packed schedule. "Well, I work the next three days in a row..."

"I'll cover your shift tomorrow!" Sam shouted, quickly poking her head out from behind the door and then slamming the door shut again.

Wonho snickered at your friend and you gave him an apologetic look. "I guess I'm free tomorrow."

"Perfect." His lips curled up into a smirk as he ran his nimble fingers through his dark hair. "You can text me wherever you want me to pick you up. I'll take you to dinner around 5 if that's okay?"

"That works!" you shrugged, still in disbelief that you had agreed to go out with him.

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow then Y/N." he grinned contentedly, backing away. He waved goodbye with a bright smile, and he was so cute that you couldn't help but wave back at him with a giggle.

In half a second, Sam and Elodie had bursted out from behind the kitchen door and were at your sides.

"Oh my god, you're going out with the hunk-sickle!" Sam exclaimed.

"It's all thanks to you two dorks." you laughed, putting an arm around each of them. "And his name is Wonho."

"I'm still gonna call him hunk-sickle." Elodie declared.

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You had been seeing Wonho for a month now, and he had taken you on four official dates. Right now, you were getting ready for your fifth date. You guys hung out casually between official dates, and he visited you at work almost everyday to get his coffee. You guys were actually getting quite comfortable with each other, texting all throughout the day and having a phone call almost every night. You guys hadn’t gotten further than making out and dry humping, but he seemed perfectly content with that. You started letting your guard down, and if you were honest with yourself, you were starting to really like him and see a relationship with him.

Sam was there "helping you,” which really meant she was demanding all the details of your previous dates and eating all your snacks.

"Wait, he took you where last week?" she asked from her place on your bed, plopping her phone down in disbelief.

“He took me to this rooftop restaurant, and there was no one else there. We were leaning against the railing and I could see the entire city!” you recalled while doing your hair at your dresser.

“Ugh that’s so romantic!” she cried out, slapping her hand down on the bed dramatically. You laughed at her antics before she continued. “How about the first kiss? When was that?”

“That was after the first date.” you explained while putting on some lip balm. “He had walked me home, and I said I had a really great time, and when he asked if he could take me out again I said yes, and then he put a hand to my cheek and looked in my eyes with this adorable little smile, and I met him halfway and we kissed!”

“Ah that’s awesome!” Sam exclaimed, rolling around the bed dramatically. “When do you think you’ll sleep with him? Because I’ll be honest, I’m dying to know how that goes.”

You sighed and set your hands down in your lap, thinking for a moment. “I don’t know. I really want to, but I just want to be sure he really likes me first.”

“I think the fifth date is an appropriate amount of time, as long as you feel ready.” she suggested after downing another handful of chips. “It seems like he’s really smitten for you.”

You giggled, setting down your perfume bottle. “Then I’ll do it tonight, if it feels right.”

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“Do you wanna come inside for a bit?” you asked Wonho as you fiddled with your keys. It was late, and you guys had just gotten back from your date at the movies. He had walked you up to your apartment when you asked.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude.” He asked, giving you a genuine look of concern.

“Nonsense, I’m inviting you into my space.” you laughed, unlocking the door and gesturing for him to follow you in.

“Make yourself comfortable!” you told him, making your way into the kitchen to pour two glasses of wine. You came back to him sitting on the sofa and looking at your records.

“These are really nice.” he told you, taking one of the glasses from your hand. “Thank you, by the way.”

“No problem, wine makes everything better.” you mused, sitting down next to him. “I’ve been collecting records for a while now. There’s just something about them that’s so cozy.”

“Can we listen to one? What’s your favorite?” he asked, leaning toward you with a smile of anticipation.

“Hm…” you thought, reaching over him to grab an album. “This one will do.” You set it up on the record player and then leaned back against the couch and took a sip of wine. “This is nice.” you sighed in contentment.

“It is. Thank you for going out with me tonight.” he said with a small smile, leaning back to look you in the eye.

“You’re welcome, I really enjoyed myself.” you laughed, putting a hand on his thigh. “You really know how to show a girl a good time Wonho.”

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*NSFW FROM THIS POINT ON! SKIP DOWN TO THE OTHER CUT IF YOU DON’T WANT TO READ THIS PART*

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“Only for you.” he chuckled, leaning in to kiss you. You put your hand against the back of his neck to deepen the kiss, and after a while his tongue pressed against your lips. You parted your lips to let him in, wrapping both your arms around the back of his neck. His large hands were running up and down your waist, until eventually they were both grabbing ahold of it to gently push you down against the couch. He was still being gentle as you guys made out, not wanting to overstep your boundaries.

“You can touch me.” you told him while you were taking a breather. He nodded, chest heaving up and down heavily, then went back to kissing you ravenously. His hands started trailing up to cup your breasts, giving them firm squeezes.

He moved his lips down to your neck, lightly running his hot tongue along your cold skin while his hands went down to your hips, groping at your thighs and ass. You let out little whines when his teeth nipped at your sensitive neck, and you felt him smirk as you did so.

“Did you like that?” he whispered in your ear with a low chuckle. You nodded quickly, throwing a hand up into his thick dark hair. You tugged on it while he continued to go at your neck. Soon he started moving his kisses down to your chest, your low cut top giving him access to more skin. With one hand over your breast, the other stopped at the hem of your top. He looked you in the eye before he moved again. “Do you want me to take your top off?”

“Only if you take yours off too.” you smirked up at him before sitting up.

He chuckled at your cheekiness, then crossed his arms to grip the bottom of his black tshirt. He whipped it off quickly, tousling his hair a bit. You took in his perfect physique for a minute. His enourmous shoulders and biceps, rock hard pecs, that trim waist, and the hard, flat muscles of his abdomen that led down to his defined hip bones.

“Silly girl, didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s impolite to stare?” he laughed, putting an arm down on each side of your lap to look down at you. He captured your lips in another kiss, bringing your hands up to run along his back and shoulders. He pulled back to whisper in your ear, “Though I can’t say I’ll be any better when I get to see you.”

You pushed him back onto the back of his legs gently, then took off your top and unhooked your bra. He was right, he wasn’t much better than you at all. His eyes were wide and his expression was blank at first, but he eventually bit his lip and grinned at the sight of you. “You’re so beautiful Y/N.”

He pushed you back down onto the couch, engaging in your previous make out position. The skin to skin contact was absolutely incredible… he was so warm and soft pressed flush against you. He began gripping one of your breasts, pinching your nipple between two of his fingers and making you whine into his mouth. After playing with each breast in his hand for a while, he stopped kissing your lips and dropped his head down to your chest. He left kisses between the valley of your breasts, then took one hard nipple into his mouth. He licked around it in a circle, then began sucking on it.

“Wonho…” you sighed, tugging on his hair once again. After a good amount of you moaning softly above him, he switched to the other breast, giving it just as much attention as the other.

“Do you want me to touch you anywhere else?” he asked once he had released your bud from his mouth.

You nodded, then grabbed his hand to put it against your core under your skirt. You had purposely not worn shorts underneath so he could have easy access. Once he started rubbing his two forefingers against your clit through your panties, your head immediately fell back as you let out a strangled moan. It had been so long since anyone touched you there.

“You sound so pretty.” he told you, continuing to massage the sensitive bud. “Can I please taste you?”

“Of course you can.” you nodded with a smile, helping him remove your skirt and panties. You threw your legs over his shoulders and he instantly shoved his face between your legs as if he couldn’t wait a second longer. Your eyes rolled back in your head when he licked a long, flat stripe against your pussy.

“Oh my, you taste even sweeter than I imagined…” He began devouring you as soon as you were used to the feeling of his tongue, going back and forth between sucking on your clit and darting his tongue up your tight hole. You were a whining mess, getting your hair all tangled up against the couch and jutting your hips up at his face… he was very good at this, and you could feel yourself getting close to an orgasm. But you still weren’t satisfied.

“Ugh, Wonho, this feels so good…” you whined, gripping both hands into his hair. “But I want more.”

His head darted up. He looked so pretty with your slick all over his cheeks. “Y/N, are you sure? We don’t have to go all the way tonight if you don’t want to. I’m perfectly content just eating you out tonight.”

“Yes, I’m sure.” you told him, looking straight into his eyes. “I want you to fuck me.”

He grinned, then sat up to undo his belt. Once his jeans were unbuttoned, he brought his dick out from the top his tight black boxers. It was already rock hard, and it looked perfect for you. Not too big, not too thick, but just enough to rock your shit.

He pumped it in his hand a few times before kicking off his pants and boxers, reaching down to grab the condom out of his back pocket. After slipping it on, he lined himself up with your entrance, holding himself up with one arm. “Are you sure you wanna do this? Because I don’t know if I can hold back when it comes to you.”

“I want you, Wonho.” you told him, wrapping your arms around his neck and playing with the nape of his hair. “I’ll tell you if I want you to stop.”

He nodded, then pushed his tip into you. You hissed at the feeling, digging your nails into his back.

“Fuuuck Y/N…” he groaned into the crook of your neck when he felt you clamp around him. “You feel incredible… can I keep going?”

You nodded, and he continued thrusting up slowly, allowing you to adjust and stretch until he was completely inside of you. His dick hit all the right spots just sitting there, but he was prepared to give you so much more than that.

He began thrusting his hips harder, hitting your g spot each time. His pelvis was pressed flush against yours, stimulating your clit as well. He looked absolutely heavenly overtop of you, strands of his black hair flopping over his forehead, plump lips parted as he grunted breathlessly, and veins pressing out against the skin of his neck as he held himself up effortlessly by his own arms. The sight of him alone could’ve made you finish.

“Wonho… Ugh, yes, harder, please!” you encouraged him, and he happily obliged.

“You look so pretty like this… laid out underneath me so I can fuck you nice and hard. Do you like it like this?”

You tried nodding, but he stopped all movement in his hips impatiently. “Use your words princess.” he demanded, smirking down at you.

“Yes! I love you fucking me like this, just please don’t stop again…” you begged, desperately rubbing your hips against his in an attempt to regain some friction.

“That’s my girl.” he chuckled, catching you off guard when he started ramming his hips up into yours again. “So good for me. So nice and tight….”

You moaned as you felt your orgasm coming on. You were already close to the edge when he started fucking you, so you knew you wouldn’t last long. “Wonho, I’m so close I can feel it…”

“Go ahead baby, cum for me.” he whispered into your ear before biting the lobe, his hot breath steaming up your neck. With his blessing, you let your orgasm wash over you, crying out as he continued thrusting into you. You were practically ripping his hair out, but he loved the feeling.

“That’s right, who makes you feel this good?” he asked, grabbing one of your breasts in his hand.

“You do, Wonho. Only you.” you told him as you came down from your high.

“Fuck baby, that was so hot…. I’m gonna finish soon, where should I put it?”

“I’m on the pill, so you can cum inside.” you whispered in his ear.

That was all he needed to hear before his pace started going faster and harder than ever. He was fucking you straight into the couch, grunting with each thrust.

“F-fuuuck I can’t, I’m gonna-ugh!” he cried out before he came, continuing to ride out his high until all of it was emptied out inside of you. He collapsed against your chest, then crawled up to place a soft kiss on your lips. “That was wonderful Y/N.”

“You’re telling me.” you sighed, throwing your arms up above your head in fatigue. You couldn’t stop the smile that crept onto your face as he loomed overtop of you.

“What?” he asked, propping his face up on his elbows and mirroring your grin.

You brought a hand up to fix his hair, then let it rest on his cheek before explaining. “I just can’t believe this is all real. It feels too good to be true.”

He chuckled, placing his hand over yours and linking your fingers through each other’s. “I promise you that it is.”

“Do you wanna stay the night?” you asked. He nodded enthusiastically, then hopped up from the couch to scoop you up in his arms, bridal style.

“Where’s the bedroom?” he laughed, charging down the hallway while you held onto him for dear life. This man was either going to be the death of you or your salvation, and you couldn’t quite tell yet as he threw you down on your bed. He quickly put you under the blankets and curled up next to you. He seemed more excited for the after sex cuddles than the sex itself, you thought as he wrapped his arms around you. With you facing him, he relaxed with you in his embrace. You guys talked for hours, until you both fell asleep holding each other.

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The next morning, you rolled over to wake up as you normally did, bumping right into the huge man that you forgot had stayed the night with you. He stirred from his position on his stomach, clutching the pillow to his face.

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up!” you giggled, switching to your side to face him.

“It’s alright,” he reassured you with a small smile, stretching out a bit before also flipping around to lay on his side. He was truly a vision first thing in the morning. His hair was messy, his eyes were dark, and his cheeks were lightly tinted a warm shade of pink.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I did actually, thank you for asking.” you chirped. “Did you?”

“Mm-hm.” he nodded contentedly. He was looking into your eyes as if you were the most important thing in the world to him at that moment. Suddenly, he leaned down to kiss your forehead. Before he could pull back all the way, you put a hand to his jaw and stole a quick kiss on the lips. He leaned forward to get more of you after you had already pulled away, making you laugh.

“Get back here.” he groaned playfully, grabbing you and pulling you back towards him. You pressed your hands to his chest and gave him a deeper, more passionate kiss.

“You make me so happy Y/N.” he told you after you were back to cuddling.

“You make me feel a lot of things, Wonho.” you chuckled, grabbing his hand and intertwining your fingers. You guys fiddled with each others’ hand while the conversation went on.

“Is one of those things… that you’d like to have me as your boyfriend?” he asked, a hopeful glint in his eye.

You pretended to think it over for a minute. You put your finger to your chin and furrowed your brow comically, humming to yourself over and over as you feigned contemplation.

“Y/N, please, I’m dying over here!” he pleaded, shaking your shoulders a bit. “Will you be my girlfriend?”

“I would love to.” you finally answered.

His face broke out into such a big, happy smile before he kissed you again. He then leaned back to look at you, running a thumb along your cheek. “I am gonna make you so happy. I promise.”

“I’m looking forward to it, hunk-sickle.” you replied, placing your forehead against his. You couldn’t be more happy that you got over your fears and let him convince you to go out with him. Your friends were right, it really would have been like punishing yourself if you didn’t.

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[blu-joons]

Baby Kicks ~ Lee Hoseok

His smile softened as Hoseok returned from the gym, walking straight through into the bedroom. Your figure was laid in the middle of the bed, fast asleep as you clutched on tightly to the cushion that was in your hold, at last getting some rest after what had been another restless night.

After dropping his bag to the floor, Hoseok’s slow footsteps moved towards the bed, perching down on the end of it. His eyes never stopped looking at you as he lowered himself down, placing his hand gently over the top of your bump.

“You look comfy,” Hoseok smiled, whispering down to you to make sure that he didn’t disturb you. “And so does this little one, for once,” he gently sniggered, feeling nothing from your bump.

His hand slowly began to run along your bump as your baby remained settled. After a long few nights of constantly being disturbed by your baby kicking away at you, to not feel anything was quite nice for Hoseok. He was glad to see your eyes finally closed, with a weak smile of content on your face too.

“Is this you for the night?” Hobi laughed, noticing how late it was, only to feel a kick against his bump in reply to his question, switching his glance to look at you.

“Ouch,” you mumbled, feeling the full force of their kick against the left of your bump.

Hoseok’s hand moved away as your eyes slowly opened, giving you a bit of space. A sigh of relief came from you as you noticed that Hoseok was home, shuffling onto your back as your hand moved against the top of your bump too, trying to ease the discomfort a little.

“That kick might have been my fault,” Hoseok admitted, offering you a weak smile. “I was talking, and I think they might have been responding to me,” he added, watching your head nod in reply to him.

“It’s alright,” you assured him, running your other hand over the front of your face. “I can’t sleep here all night anyway, there’s still things that need to be done tonight.”

Hoseok’s head shook as soon as you went to sit up, pushing you back down. “There’s nothing that needs to be done right now, there’s plenty of time to wait. You’re comfortable, for once, let’s make the most of it for a little while, shall we?”

His hands moved to your side, helping you move a little bit across to the side. Once you were on your side of the bed, Hoseok laid himself down too, kicking his feet up before extending his arm out for you to roll across and move tightly into his side.

A kiss was pressed to the top of your head as you made yourself comfortable on Hoseok’s shoulder, sighing in relief at how cosy you felt once again.

“If they kick again, I’ll be here to take care of you,” Hoseok whispered down to you, encouraging you to try and close your eyes again. As you did, his hand moved straight back down to rest against the top of your bump, feeling for any kicks that arrived. “It’s important that you sleep as much as you possibly can these days.”

A hum of agreement came from you in reply to Hoseok. “It won’t be long before the two of us are both having sleepless nights, not just me anymore,” you laughed, hearing a groan come from above where you rested.

It was the one part of parenthood that hadn’t quite sunk in for Hoseok just yet. “What am I going to do having to get up at various points of the morning?” Hoseok asked, feeling your shoulders shrug back at him.

Your eyes opened, looking back up at him. “You can get up at ridiculous hours to go to the gym,” you reminded him, “I’m sure you can get up for a crying baby too.”

His hand poked against your hip as you spoke, shaking his head back across at you. As much as he loved to joke, deep down Hoseok knew that he was more than happy to do whatever it took not only to take care of you, but also to take care of your baby when they arrived, making sure that he was the best dad possible.

Just as the two of you fell silent, another kick came to the left of your bump, making Hoseok jump. “It seems they don’t want us to be quiet,” he joked, bringing yet another chuckle from you too, wriggling slightly to get comfortable once again.

The sound of Hoseok’s voice was something that you knew your baby loved, most of the time when he started speaking, some sort of reaction followed. He never liked to believe it, convinced you were just being nice, but you could tell there was something about him that got to them.

“They probably just want to hear you,” you told Hoseok, catching his head shaking out of the corner of your eye. “It always seems to be your voice that gets them kicking you know.”

“Maybe they’re just being nice,” he suggested, “we’re already raising a nice baby Y/N, that’s it.”

Your eyes rolled at how humble he still tried to act around you, seeing the smile on his face that let you know just how excited he was deep down. It was something that Hoseok failed to hide at the best of the times, but especially when it came to your baby.

It had surprised a lot of people just how invested he was in your pregnancy, and just how much he sacrificed too. You had lost count of the number of sessions at the gym he missed in order to take care of you when you were struggling, or how many times he had bailed on friends because he knew that he was needed more at home, preferring to spend the night cuddled up with you and getting some rest.

Everything that Hoseok did whilst you were pregnant had you excited for how things would be once your baby arrived. It was obvious to everyone that they already had Hoseok wrapped around their little finger, without even doing a thing.

Although others liked to tease him, you couldn’t help but feel lucky. There were thousands of little things that he did for you, even now, you knew that he had other things he needed to do, but instead he decided to stay and hold onto you.

“You know that I’m not going to let you move now, don’t you?” You asked Hoseok.

“I had a feeling that this would be us for the night,” he chuckled back in response to you, “as long as you’re comfortable though, I don’t mind.”

“Are you sure?” You questioned, “don’t you want to go and do the things that you usually do once you get home from the gym?”

Hoseok’s head shook in reply to your question firmly, a wide smile on his face. “None of that’s really that important to me, the one thing that’s important is making sure that you’re resting, and that you’re comfortable.”

“I’m definitely feeling comfortable laying right here with you,” you assured him.

“That’s all that matters them,” he smiled, pressing a kiss against your forehead. “We can stay here all night long, there’s no need to do anything else.”

“What about turning the light off?” You jokingly asked him.

“I’ll move for a minute, and then I promise that I’ll be back.”

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[chicken-fifi]

Don’t Regret | Wonho Imagine

Pairing: Shin Hoseok x Reader

Requested by anon: Can you do a Wonho oneshot based on his song Don't Regret? 🙏🏽 I miss him so much 🥲

Genre: angst(?)

Word Count: 538 words

A/n: i actually hadn't heard this song yet (i've been slacking, ik). but it was worth hearing it for the first time i'll tell you that. sooooo good

Tunes: our planet season 1 on netflix

You and Hoseok had always sworn to one another that despite whatever happened between the two of you in your relationship, neither of you would ever regret a single thing. That was a promise the two of you had made from the start. No matter what, you wouldn’t regret your love for one another.

All of the pain, the arguing, the insults, the anger, the love, the happiness, the full range of emotions, none of those were things you wanted to forget or erase from your life no matter how much they all hurt you in the end. Why?

You were happy.

You both were.

And it was a happiness that only came once in a lifetime.

So when the two of you ran into each at a grocery store. The same one where it all began all those years ago. In that very same aisle, reaching for the last container of protein powder, you couldn’t have been happier.

Hoseok looked great; different from what you could remember, but great. The boyish looks had faded, morphing into those of an experienced man who’d lived through some of the most tumultuous years of his life in his mid-twenties. You couldn’t help but feel proud of how much he’d changed and grown, for you knew none of that would’ve been possible if the two of you were still together. 

The same was true for you in his mind. You’d grown and changed just as much. All for the better.

There weren’t any words to be said between the two of you for the first few moments, until a small laughter erupted between the two of you.

“It’s so good to see you after so long,” you finally breathed. “You look great, apart from the clear sleep deprivation.”

He smiled softly, “You do too.”

Both of you stood in the aisle talking catching up as fast you could in those few short moments you both had to spare before continuing on with your lives. As silence began to fall on the two of you once again, a small tension present as you both began dancing around the elephant between the two of you.

While you had both sworn yourself to the promise of no regrets, and you were both certain you were keeping your ends of the deal, there was no concrete way of knowing if the other was as well without asking - which was, frankly, quite weird.

“I don’t regret anything. Just like we promised we wouldn’t,” you finally spoke after a moment too long.

“Same here,” he added. “And I will never regret it. I was happy with you for so long.”

Going back to standing in front of one another in complete silence, you nodded, reaching out and patting his arm, leaving the protein powder for him to grab. Without another word you both gave each other one final smile before going your separate ways once more.

Even if all you had were memories of the past, simple things that you would never get to relive with the same person once again, you don’t regret a single thing you experience. You don’t regret a single thing you learned along the way. You could never regret love. Never ever.

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[jaejoongs-nipple-piercing]

Wonho Imagine

After a long week filled with dance practices, promotions, music show performances, interviews, tour preparations and working out Wonho was exhausted. Coming home to his quiet apartment was nice but also felt lonely. He missed his group members so much but there was nothing he could do about that now.

He did enjoy his own songs and choreography though. And he got his own personal stylist. He remembers when he first saw you, you were so shy and embarrassed having to put makeup on him and making his abs look amazing. Always so flustered when he didn’t have his shirt on. He smiled, he did have a small crush on you but something like that would never work out.

Walking through his apartment he dumped his stuff on the couch and continued on to the bathroom. He stripped to take a cold shower, trying to cool off and calm his thoughts. His mind was a jumbled mess from preparation for his performances next week. He got into the shower, letting the water run down his body and he tilted his head back to soak his hair.

“That’s it. That feels great.”

Wonho started his shower by shampooing his hair. Then he started to clean the rest of himself, rinsing all the soap and water off at the same time. He turned off the water when he got done, grabbing a towel off the rack and wrapping it around his waist. He walked to the mirror to start his skin care routine, and take his vitamins. Brushing his teeth while humming one of his songs, combing through his hair with one hand (he would let it dry naturally). Then he headed back to the front of his apartment to grab his stuff and put everything away where it goes. He had a couple days off now and he was going to thoroughly enjoy it.

Then his thoughts wandered to you. What would you be doing? Since he had days off, so did you (one of the perks of being his personal stylist). He laughed at himself for thinking of you when he should be trying to relax. After putting all his things away he went to sit on the chair in his room next to the doorway where nobody could see him or peek through any doors or windows.

See, he kind of had more than a crush on you. Sometimes it made him react…sexually. He checked once more to make sure there was nobody around or in his apartment with him. He turned on some of his favorite songs to drown out any sounds he might make and made sure the doors were locked, lights off. He sat back down on the chair and slowly took the towel off, leaving it on the floor (it wasn’t going to walk away, he’ll pick it up later).

Leaning back in the chair and slouching slightly, he grabbed a bottle of lube to make sure he had plenty of moisture. Rubbing the lube together in both hands, he reached down and grabbed himself with one hand, the other hand fondling his chest. Starting off slow, the hand on his dick gently moved up and down the length. Pausing every so often to play with the slit at the top, spreading leftover lube and pre-cum over his tip. He started to speed up a little, his grip a little tighter. He could feel a knot forming in his stomach but he wouldn’t get done with this so easily. He let go of his member and went down further to jiggle his balls, squeezing them. His other hand was still on his chest, pinching and tweaking his nipple until it hardened. He bent his head down and put his mouth over his man boob, sucking on it and grazing his teeth over the very tip of his nipple.

“Mmhn”

He let his nipple go with a wet pop, licking his lips after. Then the hand that had been fondling his chest moved to grip the back of the chair for support. Wonho put his right hand back on his cock, spreading his legs out so he can play with his cock and balls at the same time.

Stroking himself hard and fast, he could feel the buildup of pleasure in his abdomen, causing him to increase his speed again. Thank god he turned some music on so the neighbors/anyone visiting other apartments couldn’t hear how lewd he was right now. The sound of wet skin slapping against more wet skin filled the area, and he felt his cheeks heat up as he became more turned on.

He was thinking about you now. How great you would look sitting on his lap, bouncing up and down on his dick. He bit his lower lip, moaning again.

“Hmhh, mmn, haa”

Wonho started to thrust his dick into his hand, faster as the feeling of release was closer now. He gripped his cock, thrusting until his arm started to go numb. Sweat was dripping down his forehead, running down into his mouth. He thought about what kind of face you would make if he came inside you, trying to coax his body to let him cum.

“Come on already, I’m waiting..”

Thrusting into his hand didn’t seem to be working, so he grabbed the pillow from his bed and wrapped it around his throbbing cock. Holding the pillow on the sides he pretended he was holding your hips, guiding them up and down his dick. Rough thrusts into his pillow while squeezing the outside seemed to work. He kept that up until he could feel himself about to cum, then threw the pillow onto the floor and finished himself off with his hands.

“Aagh, aah, haagh-aa, umf, AAH! Ugh, mmhn, oh, oh god yes!” His head tilted back so it touched the top of the chair, butt lifted off the seat, and thrusting so fast he thought he might break his dick Wonho milked himself. Cum was all over the floor, the chair, his dick, balls, hands and feet. He was seeing stars, his cock finally calming down and just white spurts of cum came out, some of it landing on his abs or his cheek. Then his dick went limp in his hand. He slowly removed his hands from his cock and balls, strings of cum connecting his hands to his nether region. Carefully bending over to grab the towel from the floor, he walked into the bathroom to put this towel in the laundry bin and grab a new one. He washed his hands, then cleaned his dick and balls, drying everything off after. After washing his hands again he walked back out into his bedroom to put the pillow in the laundry as well. He was actually pretty satisfied with the outcome of this session, and checked his phone before he got into bed to make sure there weren’t any missed messages from anyone. He confirmed that there weren’t any messages, voicemails or emails from anyone that he had to pay attention to right now, then crawled into bed before his legs gave out. As soon as he put his head on the other pillow he was asleep. And he had a nice sexy dream about his personal stylist too.

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[oraclekleo]

Lee Ho Seok (Solo) Reacting to his Lover Asking for an Oral

Hello and welcome!

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

Today I decided to test a new kind of a reading and that being a reaction to something. It's only a first attempt so I might improve this and that in the future but I feel pretty happy about the result now.

Disclaimer:

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: Tarot of the Divine

Spread: Tarot Reaction

Questions:

Wonho reacting to his lover asking for an oral

Full Name: Lee Ho Seok

Stage Name: Wonho

Group: Solo Artist

Lee Ho Seok

(Wonho - Solo, former Monsta X)

Deck: Tarot of the Divine

Spread: Tarot Reaction

Cards: 8 of Wands, X The Wheel of Fortune, XV The Devil

Interpretation:

Nobody would be more keen than Wonho when his lover asks him to give them an oral. The very moment they mention it, Wonho is already undressing them and dropping down to his knees. This is something he loves and he's excited to go downtown on his partner and there's nothing that could stop him at that moment. Wonho is likely to put his muscles to a good use as well and toss and turn and lift his lover up in order to give them the best pleasure of their life. He's likely to lift them up so he can drink them like a glass of water. Wonho might lose it a little to be honest. He's likely to get slightly addicted to the taste of his lover. They should better accept their faith because Wonho isn't stopping after one round. He's going to make his lover cum over and over again, till he eats them out properly and makes them all wrecked and trembling. And that's probably only the 'foreplay' for him and the night is getting started.

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[kgyeomiex]

Danger (M)

Pairing: Hoseok (Wonho) x reader

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: There aren’t any, at least not in this chapter.

Genre: A bit of Smuts | bits of angst | Fluff

requests - open

“Sometimes you can’t explain what you see in a person. It’s just the way take you to a place where no one else can.”

It’s crazy how much one person can affect you. The moment he moved next door, you always had a feeling that he was going to impact you in ways you wouldn’t seem to understand. He was new to the neighborhood and the only thing you seem to know is only his name... You might not know a single thing about the boy... But that’s what pulls you closer to the boy...

Part of his mystery is how he is calm in the storm and anxious in the quiet. 

Part 1~

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“Come on, I swear you’re always finding any excuse you can just to stay indoors. I mean don’t you think it’s time to come out of your little shell and live a little?” Your best friend Mi Sun continued saying as she grabbed a hold of your hand trying to pull you off the front step of your house and you sighed.

“It’s not that I don’t want to go out... It’s just...” At this point, you were out of excuses. You were pretty sure you used every excuse there is in the damn book.

“Nope, see you can’t say anything now.” Just as Mi Sun grabbed a hold of your hand and tried to pull you up, you two suddenly stopped when you suddenly noticed a moving truck approaching the two of you... For a second you thought it was about to park right in front of your house but it parked right next door.

“I didn’t know you were getting new neighbors,” Mi Sun says, staring at the trunk right next door and you looked at her and shrugged.

“I had no idea either...” You have been living in your neighborhood for who knows how long, however, you never seemed to ever properly meet your neighbors or ever properly introduce yourself. That kind of thing only happens in movies.

“Anyways! Please just for today? I swear it will be fun... I wouldn’t invite you if I was going to make you suffer.” She had a point but you weren’t convinced. You just stared at your best friend.

She managed to make you stand up. You began to follow behind her but suddenly you changed your mind again.

“Look, no matter how many times you tell me to go out... I just won’t ever be convinced.” You said patting your best friend on the shoulder and she sighed.

You tried to walk off until you noticed your best friend picking up the newspaper that was left in front of your house and she tried to throw it at you however it went past you instead and hit a stranger.

“MI SUN!” You shouted and the stranger immediately turned over after the newspaper hit the back of his head and looked in your direction.

SHIT! What just happened? What did you miss? You quickly ducked as if you were able to hide from the stranger your best friend just hit, however, there wasn’t a bush, not even a fence covering you.

“What the hell do we do now?” You asked your best friend and she awkwardly laughed.

“We could apologize... or we can... RUN!” She shouts and runs off. At that point, you were left abandoned and alone. Is this girl serious? She was the one who threw the newspaper in the first place!

You looked over at your door and you were planning to hide in there however it was far too late for that...

“I’m assuming this is yours,” you lifted your head, and at that moment when you made eye contact with the stranger, you quickly lifted yourself off the ground and awkwardly looked at the stranger.

“Uh... Yeah... About that...” How the hell were you the one apologizing for something you didn’t even do in the first place? What is this?

“That newspaper wasn’t for you... It was actually for me... I know that sounds crazy but my best friend was here and she meant to throw it at me but you were in the way and..” At that moment you realized you were blabbing on and on while doing this... You basically told the cute stranger he was in the way... SMOOTH.

“NO! not that you were in the way! I meant to say you were standing in the wrong place at the wrong time,” you said trying to clear the air and although you felt like you fucked up at the very moment, the stranger just simply smiles.

“Well, now as your neighbor I should be more cautious with where I stand,” you left such a great impression on a neighbor who was just moving next door.

“I’m sorry,” you blurted out and he smiled. He was about to say something until...

“Hyung!” He turned his head and then back at you.

“Until next time,” he says looking at you, and walks off. Wait, that was it? Were you not going to learn his name or something? Are you supposed to call him neighbor this whole time?

You turned right around and looked right at your house and walked as fast as you could as you looked down. That’s right you were doing the walk of shame... Your best friend was going to pay for this.

~

Why was he suddenly moving into your neighborhood? Did he not like where he was living or was he possibly running away from something? You quickly shook your head and snapped out of your thoughts.

After that mini incident that happened in the morning, for some strange reason you were suddenly curious to know what his name is. You didn’t understand why... It’s not like you were going to see him again but still...

You snapped out of your thoughts until you suddenly felt your phone vibrating right next to you. You got hold of your phone and noticed your best friend was calling you.

What does she possibly want? You picked up your phone and brought your phone to your ear. You didn’t even want to talk to her, especially after today’s incident. However, you were still going to pick up the call just because she has dealt with you for a long time.

“What?” You answered the call and you could hear her sigh from the other side of the phone.

“I'M SORRY!” She better be sorry... She made you embarrass yourself to your soon-to-be neighbor... And not only is he your neighbor but did you mention that part that he was CUTE... Ugh, must the universe be against you?

“You know because of you, I had to apologize for something I didn’t even do.” You began to complain especially because you don’t say sorry for just anyone but you knew your best friend wasn’t surprised. She should have seen this coming from the beginning.

“Again I’m sorry... What can I do to make this up?” Well, you couldn’t make her apologize however you were sure to come up with something eventually for her to do.

“I don’t know, but for now... Are you trying to possibly get me bubble tea?” You asked your best friend who currently worked at a bubble tea shop and you could hear her giggle.

“You got it,” after that being said the both of you exchanged byes and you were now laying in bed bored out of your mind.

You got up from the bed trying your hardest not to take a mini nap and walked over to your window. By the time you arrived at the window, you noticed that the new neighbor you happened to meet, not by choice, was still removing things off of his truck.

You could be a kind neighbor and go ask if he possibly needs some help but to be honest you weren’t that kind of person to just walk up to strangers... Second of all, who even does that... You weren’t in some movie where you suddenly become nice to a stranger. Plus your mother always told you not to talk to strangers. And last but not least, although he didn’t show that he didn’t like you... He probably hates your gut just because he thinks you threw something at his damn head...

Just from the thought of what happened earlier you couldn’t help but shake your head and feel embarrassed for something you didn’t do...

You were so lost in your thoughts, you didn’t even notice that you were so caught up with staring at your new neighbor until you have no idea how but something made you snap back into reality.

You shook your head and as you continued to stare out the window you noticed the guy... The new neighbor was staring right at you. Shit.

Your eyes widened and since you were in the middle of panicking without thinking twice you grabbed a hold of the currents and closed them right in front of you and you quickly backed away from the window and walked over to your bed.

One job... You had one job but you completely ruined that...

He now probably thinks you have this crush on him or maybe worse... He must think that you’re like a low-key stalker... Whatever the case is... He probably looked at you weirdly and that was because of everything that happened today...

He probably thinks he lives next to a complete freak but can you blame the guy?

~

After low-key having a meltdown from embarrassing yourself so damn much in front of a cute neighbor of yours yesterday, you tried to move past that and decided to escape your cocoon for the day and go out.

The moment you stepped out of your house, you would be lying if you were to say you were trying your hardest to stay calm and hope that you didn’t happen to bump into your new neighbor.

You already embarrassed yourself yesterday and today is a whole new day.

As you began to walk everything was fine till suddenly you heard laughing coming from the right. You didn’t want to look just because of the fear you had it was the neighbor.

So instead of looking in that direction, you opened up your purse and tried to look for your pair of headphones. At last, when you got a hold of them, you quickly plugged them into your phone and made sure you had them on. You didn’t feel like talking to just anyone.

Although you thought you could get away with it, you suddenly feel eyes glued to you. You glanced over to your left and could feel not only the cute neighbor's eyes glued to you but someone who appeared to be his friend.  

You looked straight ahead and tried your hardest to remain calm and make it out there alive but that all seemed to change when you suddenly see a person running right in front of you.

There you instantly froze and just as you were expecting to see someone familiar however you saw a new face that was unfamiliar to you. You had no idea why this stranger was right there in front of you, however you slowly removed one headphone and continued to look at the stranger a bit confused.

The stranger smiled and you didn’t react, you continued to stand there.

“Hey sorry,” you had no idea why he was even apologizing until you took a look at his hands and there you see a ball in his hand. So he probably grabbed the ball that was probably going to hit you. Duh, now this makes complete sense why a stranger would suddenly appear right in front of you.

“Um... It’s okay, I should have been more careful if anything,” you said trying not to make the stranger feel less bad about themselves.

“No no... My friend over there just sucks at throwing,” he says pointing at your neighbor as he stares at the two of you talking.

“Right...” That was all you managed to say and you didn’t know if now was the time you were about to awkwardly walk away but that stopped when suddenly the stranger continued to stand in front of you sparking a conversation.

“My name is Kihyun, and your name?” He asks as he stretches out his hand leaning in for a handshake.

“Uh, Y/N,” you said slowly getting a hold of his hand and at that moment the both of you made physical contact and shook hands. 

You continued to look at Kihyun and he looked like he wanted to tell you something however it wasn’t long until his name got called.

“Kihyun!” Your neighbor calls out and he looks over at him and then back at you.

“Ah, guess that’s my cue... But I hope to see you around,” he says smiling brightly and he ran off.

What does he mean to see you again? He doesn’t know a thing about you but your name... But okay. At that point, you put both headphones back into your ears and you were off to your walk.

~

Hoseok’s Point of View

I have no idea what Kihyun's intentions were the moment I noticed he was talking to my neighbor but I knew I had to put a stop somehow. Every time Kihyun and I go out, I’m pretty sure I catch him flirting with different girls all the time.

“Really? Must you interrupt my moment like that?” Kihyun starts saying complaining to me but all I could do was roll my eyes.

“I move to the neighborhood and you’re already trying to make a move? I swear I can’t invite you anywhere,” I said shaking my head as I walked off but Hoseok, of course, followed behind me.

“She was pretty cute,” ah, of course, he would say that.

“You say that about every girl you see,” the both of us walked into my living room and instead of sitting on couches, we sat on the ground.

Can you tell I haven’t made myself at home yet? I was supposed to buy furniture around the house today but a change of plans.

“What lovely home you have here,” Kihyun says sitting right next to me on the ground and I shot him a glare.

“Shush, I know right now it feels empty but when I fix it up... It will look better just give me some time,” I said to Kihyun and he just shrugs and pulls out his phone.

“Anyways, what were you talking to my neighbor about?” I couldn’t help but ask Kihyun even though I already know his intentions were anywhere close to being good.

“Oh, you mean Y/N? Nothing really, you interrupted me before I had the chance to even make my move,” he says glaring at me and I looked at him.

Now that I think about it... Kihyun got to know her name before I did, isn’t that a bit sad? Who am I kidding? Of course, it’s sad.

Hm Y/N?

“Hoseok, are you listening?” I looked over at him and smiled.

“Um... No?” Kihyun shook his head in disappointment but decided to repeat himself anyways.

“Are you planning to invite her to your party?” Kihyun asks and I just shot him a glare.

The last time I had a conversation with her was when she hit me on the back of the head but we didn’t say much, honestly, I didn’t even get to know her name... She doesn’t even know my name...

“How am I supposed to invite the girl when we only spoke once?” I asked Kihyun confused but he shook his head and sighed.

“I swear I need to help you learn how to properly approach girls,” I was going to say something, however, I knew no matter how many times I tell him that I don’t need to follow his tips I can talk to any girl he was still going to lecture me.

“Whatever,”

From that point on I rose from the floor and thought maybe I should drag Kihyun along with me to go look for furniture for this house... It feels practically empty.

“Let’s go,” instead of Kihyun asking me questions he got up from the floor and followed behind me.

~

Your Point of View

This has never happened before... How on earth did you end up socializing with your neighbor... All the neighbors you have had in the past didn’t know who you were. Also, you never knew a single thing about them besides the fact that they live right next to you. No matter how many chances you or your neighbors had to “introduce each other” it just never happened and you were okay with that...

But now that you have this new neighbor it seems like you were going to see him around a lot more than you intend to and you already embarrassed yourself from the start because of your best friend.

“Lord please help me make it alive,” you spoke to yourself as you walked into a coffee shop.

You were hoping after today that you wouldn’t see your neighbor as often as you did yesterday and today.

Hmm now that you think about it, maybe the only reason you kept seeing him was that he’s just adjusting himself to your neighborhood, however, you were sure that after earlier you probably weren’t going to see him at all...

After that being said you felt relieved.

You smiled as you walked over to the register and looked up at the menu, now what shall you get for today?

~

Hoseok’s Point of View

All I wanted to do was drag Kihyun with me to go buy furniture, however instead he decided to drag me to go buy him some coffee. I always tend to wonder how on earth we even became friends... I shrugged and looked at Kihyun.

“I still don’t understand how thinking of furniture made you want coffee?” I asked looking over at Kihyun and he shrugged.

“Maybe the walk from your house to here made me thirsty,” he says trying to make me feel better, however, all I did was roll my eyes and open the door to the coffee shop.

“Do you want something?” Kihyun asks, looking right at the menu and I look at him. Wow, he was actually willing to buy me something? I should take advantage now before it’s too late.

“Yes, actually I wouldn’t mind an Americano,” Kihyun looked at me and smiled.

“Nothing? Okay, you got it,” wow did he completely ignore what I just said?

I shrugged and as I began to look around the coffee shop I looked to my right and right then and there I saw a familiar face sitting on a table on her own staring out at the window.

Right there I see my neighbor...

I have no idea if I’m going crazy and I’m imagining that she is sitting right there or she is actually in the shop... I looked away and tried to avoid making eye contact however that didn’t last long when Kihyun suddenly noticed her presence and decided to call her out her name.

“Y/N!” Oh, this boy... I don’t understand why he’s like this.

She didn’t bother looking. Is she ignoring him? Because if she is... Smart girl.

“Y/N,” Kihyun called out again and I continued to stare at her as she looked out the window. I mean if I were the girl I would probably ignore him too, but as I continued to look in her direction I noticed that she had headphones on. Ah...

I glanced over at Kihyun and noticed him suddenly giving up trying to capture her attention and walked over to the register to order our drinks.

To be honest, I’m a little surprised to see Kihyun act so calmly about all of this, however, I would rather not question him.

~

Your Point of View

You had no idea what you were supposed to do on your day off. You don’t socialize with others and you rather stay indoors and watch movies than go out and party.

As you enjoyed drinking your ice coffee you pulled out your phone and had no texts or calls. Hmm well seems like your plans involved blankets, food, and time to be with yourself. The moment you put your phone down, you looked up and jumped as you saw an unexpected figure standing there.

You slowly removed your headphones and stared at the same guy you bumped into earlier... Kihyun.

“Wow, I never expected it to take this long to get your attention,” Kihyun says, grabbing a chair right in front of you and sitting down and you just stare at him.

Wait, did you tell him to sit? Wait, does he think you guys are friends? You were beyond confused however you have no idea what to say or what to do.

“Um... Sorry I was kind of listening to music,” you said, lifting your earbuds.

Kihyun grabbed a hold of your headphone that you removed and placed it in his ear.

“What are you listening to?”

Before you could say anything you stopped when another figure approached the table. You looked over and saw your neighbor... The one you don’t happen to know what his damn name is...

“Oh no,” you thought you said in your head, however you said it a bit louder than you expected. Kihyun and the guy looked right at you.

“You see what you’ve done Hoseok,” Kihyun blurts out and at last you finally figured out the name of your damn neighbor, however, the moment you did you realized you just opened your mouth and now he probably assumes you hate him which that wasn’t the case.

“What did I do?” Hoseok asks, staring directly at you confused yet offended at the way you reacted when you saw him and you shook your head.

“Oh uh...” You had no idea what to say so the only thing you did was stall right in front of his face.

“Hoseok, she doesn’t like you,” Kihyun says, not making the conversation any better and your eyes widen.

“W-what I didn’t say that,” you quickly corrected him and Kihyun just smiled.

“What did I do?” Hoseok asks, ignoring the fact that you just said you did not say you didn’t like him...

You didn’t know anything about Hoseok so you couldn’t say that you hated the boy, however, you didn’t understand him and you thought he hated you just because he probably thinks you tried to hit him on purpose however you didn’t have a reason to even hit the guy.

“What?” You blurted out and Kihyun laughed.

To be honest, you had no idea where this conversation was even going, however, you didn’t care, right now all you wanted to do was get up and exit yourself from the scene.

“Mind if we join you,” Kihyun asks even though he was already sitting right in front of you. However, instead of answering, you got up from your seat and grabbed a hold of your drink.

“Actually I um... I should probably get going, I promised my best friend that I was going to meet her up,” that was a complete lie however you were going to do anything you could to leave the scene.

“Do you have friends?” Hoseok suddenly blurts out and questions you out of the blue and it wasn’t long until you looked over at him and felt offended.

You understand why he suddenly decided it was best if he made a comment, however you weren’t trying to be rude to him if Kihyun was sabotaging the situation... You were planning to say something to Hoseok but you realized there was no point.

You turned around and walked off. Whatever... Hoseok can have the last word for now...

~

Hoseok’s Point of View

I have no idea why Y/N would possibly hate me. I mean I just moved right next door and this girl already hates my guts... She first throws something in my direction and now she’s here trying to avoid me...

“Hoseok what did you do to the poor girl?” Kihyun asks, looking over at me and all I do is roll my eyes.

“Oh shush, I didn’t do anything....” Kihyun just rolled his eyes and began to walk off not believing a word I was telling him.

I have no idea what was happening but I mean although the girl probably hates me... For some reason it kind of made me want to be around her a bit more... Maybe just maybe I can show her I’m not going to be a bad neighbor...

But I have no idea how anything is going to turn out.

Who knows...

~

To Be Continued 

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[somedayillbepeterpan]

I tried to re-"catch" the feelings I was having from watching Crash Course in Romance.

So, I looked into my deep watchlist and ended up with two very thoroughly enjoyable k-dramas that are re-watchable for a picky watcher like me. This is going to be long so read below if interested about the k-dramas Our Beloved Summer and Reply 1988

our beloved summer

I'm a sucker for slice-of-life stories. while this story navigates through different timelines, it expertly toes the line between the past and the present thus presenting a full growth for each character in this simple yet relatable story. i love the script. i especially love the ost which i listen to every day even after finishing this drama a couple of months back.

our beloved summer, adapted from a webtoon, is the story of Choi Woong and Kook Yoon-seo who became viral after starring in a documentary about the contrast of the top and worst student in their highschool. that alone makes you curious. it's a catchy premise and the whole story manages keep the premise alive until the end.

the story is simple and you can guess where the story is headed. but what made me stay is the pacing and the writing. and it being true to what it set out to do-- to say that love can be found in different people in different times. but there are special moments where you find a different love in the same person at a different time.

i can confidently say that Choi Wooshik and Kim Da-mi are both actors to watch out for. they are not just made for the small screen. they each have such a presence that can't just be contained in a small screen. or maybe i just loved their chemistry so much. it's not even that kind of chemistry where it will grip your heart but it's the work that they put on both characters to make them as authentic as possible. i was drawn in on how they portrayed Woong and Yoon-seo. i was drawn on why they did what they did that led to their eventual *spoilers ahead* break-up and subsequent marriage.

watch this if you're not too heartbroken and you like a slow paced stories that fleshes out human emotions particularly of love-- to a romantic partner, to a mother, to a friend, and to found family.

i particularly loved the way they blindsided me about the reason why Woong was the was he was and why in a way he couldn't open himself up completely to Yoon-seo made me fall in love with the writing. with the sheer amount of content and stories readily available for us to consume, you become so desensitised that it's sometimes a welcomed gift when you don't get to predict what happens in a story.

that particular scene where they get back together and Woong says "...please keep loving me," is engraved in my heart.

--the only downside to this wonderful drama is a 1/4 of a love quadrangle that is too green to handle a wonderful script like this one. you'll know what I'm talking about when you watch it.

2. reply 1988

i don't know what got me drawn to the works of the tandem director Shin Wonho and writer Lee Woo-jung but i am so glad that i am. i started with hospital playlist after seeing so much memes about it and now i can't imagine my life without hosplay (i still watch the whole thing like every month).

but i'm not here to talk about hosplay but the third installment of the critically acclaimed "reply" series.

Reply 1988 is the highest rated in tv ratings among all the "reply" series. and i can totally understand that as this show captures all the tales and woes of each generation.

i can say that the number 1 appeal of the Shin-Lee series' is the nostalgia and the bravery it takes to tackle the simplest yet the most constant worries of a human.

for the 3rd "reply" installment, it goes back to 1988, before the year looked funny (as you will see on one of the episodes). there definitely is something true about that as that's when all the technology in the world started to become accessible.

this show crept up to me (much like Prison Playbook). this was my second attempt at watching it since the first time made me drop it for being too "scream-y" which to be honest, a lot of shows are anyway. but what made me stay were the moms and dads. only did the last few episodes made me notice the actual gang of young misfits.

i loved the way it tackled real-world, real-family problems without being preachy. i love the way the pacing is so slow and nostalgic. i love the way all the families interacted with each other and with the other families.

don't come watching this show for the love story (although i absolutely loved who the main girl character ended up with). come watch this show if you enjoy stories about family dynamics.

--the only thing i didn't like (and this is just totally me), is how the noona who seems to be levelheaded fell in love with an immature child. maybe i was too salty to understand how it all went down but it just wasn't for me.

#i review k-dramas now #our beloved summer #reply 1988 #shin wonho #lee woojung #choi wooshik #kim dami #kdrama #reply series #hospital playlist #tvn #netflix #sbs

[pillowfluffs]

Please Don’t Take My Sunshine Away | Lee Wonho

Pairing: Wonho X Reader (gender neutral)

Genre: sadness ;-; mafia??? 

Author’s Note: It’s time I get back into writing, right? ah ha ha im sorry wonho stans also i really miss ot7 🥺🥺 I wish him and MX the best of luck for the future. I also suggest listening to his debut single: Losing You while reading 

WARNINGS! Vivid imagery of wounds and injuries! Blood!! death! 

Smoke trailed up into the cold night sky, snowflakes silently falling onto the slippery, icy road. He mustered all the energy he had into his arms, ignoring the pain in his abdomen and legs. Glass shards protruded from his chest, gashes around his waist and one from his head. The area was silent, the atmosphere still making it feel like time was slowing down. Frost and snow covered the land and trees that lined the road, one that wasn’t particularly used by many, potholes and cracks now concealed and filled by the ice and snow. Snow did what it always did and fell silently, covering the world with its wintry beauty.

Not even the moon shined, only a vague light of the moon did through the clouds but the only source of light around him now was one of the headlights of the car as it laid sideways, the other broken. Little things and pieces of the totaled car fell to the ground, the glass from the windows and windshields crunching beneath his body. He laid himself on his back, his mind numb to all the pain searing through his body.

He felt nothing.

It hurt to breathe, the coldness was sinking deeper and deeper as he laid in the sludge of melted snow on the side of the road. Without even looking, he could only imagine how red he was dyeing the snow all around him. No trees swayed, no winds passed by. There was nothing around, no one around. He was completely alone and no one would be coming. They made sure of it and made sure the job was done.

Getting into his car, the first thing Wonho did after starting it was to turn on the heaters and the seat warmer in his driver’s seat. His windows were fogged from the cold, frost creeping around the edges. He sat in the cold leather seat in the dark, blowing into his cupped hands around his mouth, occasionally rubbing them. Even through the sweatpants he wore, the cold went right through to his skin. He could see light traces of his breath in the cold car as it warmed up.

Driving away from headquarters on the beaten road, remnants of snow from others who had shoveled the roads all day crunches beneath the tires as he drove, the steering wheel cold as ice under his dry hands. The streets were barren, silent and still as he drove through, the area looking like it was a picture. He passed by buildings that were abandoned long ago, windows and doors boarded up or smashed in. The walls of them were worn from weathering after years with no one to treat them, cracks all around the walls. As he drove away, the road got bumpier and bumpier as he drove over untouched snow on the road.

He drove cautiously over the dipper road entering an area filled with trees, a back road that was uncommonly used by others. Tall trees lined both sides of the narrow, straight road that stretched for miles. It made the trip home longer but it was safer than driving in the open through the city, especially for Wonho. He focused on driving, trying his best to stay on the road as snow fell onto his windshield, even listening to the radio that played soft songs, the sound almost covered by the blasting heater that made the car nice and warm, the hot air burning against his hands on the old lacquered wood steering wheel.  

A hard collision from behind pushed his car into the side of the road, the wheels being pushed over the tree roots beneath the snow, making the car roll. He held onto the steering wheel the best he could but it happened so suddenly. Pain bloomed all over his body as he did his best to get out of his upside down, dragging his body over the broken glass all around. The shards crunched beneath his weight, his breathing weak and staggering. His frozen breaths puffed into the oblivion sky, the snow falling onto his face and body as it came down in silence. The cold all around him felt different. It was the type that reached into his bones but he couldn’t tell if it was really because his bones were exposed from his wounds or if it was just that cold. But it also felt like the cold was causing him more pain than his wounds. He laid on his back, his lungs struggling to breathe through the feeling of his lungs freezing, the snow and sludge around his hands numbing his fingertips, turning them stiff. He could feel the cold wetness seep through his clothes to his body, at the roots of his hair on his head as he laid, breathing.

He could feel his heart weakening as it beat in his chest, his body pulsating with every beat. He was losing blood and his blood flow was slowing down. Shakily, he reached for the zipper in his jacket pocket, struggling to find it from the coldness pricking him, but after what felt like an hour to him, he was able to unzip his pocket. Small tiny pieces of his glass cut and prodded at the skin on his hand, making him bleed even more as he weakly pulled out his phone. Te device was dented and the screen shattered. Turning his head and resting his arm holding his phone on the ground, his face was illuminated by the near broken device and the first thing he saw was a picture of you, making his lips twitch even when he couldn’t really feel anything anymore. His thumb hesitated as he faced the dial screen as large snowflakes pelted his face and body and everything all around. He couldn’t bring himself to call anyone from the clan after seeing the last four percent of battery he had. He was one of the last to leave and everyone else was long gone. There would be no one who could reach him in time before he bled out. After making up his mind, he pressed the one contact he was sure he wanted to call.

“Wonho?” Your voice was groggy being woken up from sleep. You laid still in bed in the dark, holding your phone to your face. “Are you home yet?” You asked stifling a yawn.

“I’ll be coming home a bit late,” he said weakly, sounding tired to you. “I was wondering…” He scrunched his eyes shut at the sharp pain that pierced him from the side as he moved just the slightest bit, biting back his yelps of pain. You couldn’t know. He didn’t want to worry you. “Could you do me a favor?” He asked, trying his best to sound as normal as he could, praying you couldn’t hear the car smoking in the back or the sound of wind blowing around him.

“What is it?” You asked, just a slightly but more awake.

“Could you sing for me that song? The one I like to hear you sing?”

“What for?” Curiosity piqued as you now opened your eyes to the wide dark room, his spot in bed empty beside you.

“I just wanted to hear you… so will you?”

“I could sing it when you come home but I don’t really know about right now… my voice isn’t exactly the best right now.” You sat up, stroking one o this pillows, the soft fabric like a cloud beneath your fingertips.

“Please,” he urged, sounding just the bit desperate. It was a song he often found your singing whenever he came home late. It wasn’t an original but that didn’t matter to him. He loved you and the sound of your voice as you spoke or laughed or yelled at him or cried, he loved everything about you. He loves your soul and saw it as a blessing in real life in the heinous world he was etched into.  

“Fine,” you caved. You learned your throat and made an effort to sound the best you could.

“The other night dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms…” He turned up the volume as much as he could, closing his eyes and letting his imagination take him away from the numbness of his body, imagining him holding you in his arms in the dark kitchen one last time, his body swaying slowly with yours to music only the two of you could hear. He followed the words you sang, your voice honey and raw in his ears, savoring every bit of it. “But when I awoke, dear, I was mistaken, so I hung my head and I cried.” Cried. The sadness that was etched into your face when he came home to you beaten up and bruised, the panic you had in your teary eyes and the way your lips quivered as you managed him up, your tears dripping off your chin and the way your hands trembled.

It was a sight he never wanted to see, a pain he never meant to inflict on you.

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy, when skies are gray…” The way the last light of sun shined on your skin made you seem ethereal to him. The way you smiled, your nose scrunching just the slightest bit. Even as it hailed outside, hearing your laugh as it echoed around the spacious yet cozy living room, it was a laugh he could listen to on repeat and never get tired of. There wasn’t any problem you couldn’t help make easier for him by being beside him. “You’ll never know dear, how much I love you… Please don’t take-“ your voice was cut off as his phone died in his ear. Bringing the phone away, he discarded it to the side, as darkness blurred the corners of his visions.

With his final breath, he mustered up the energy, regardless of the pain he felt, ignoring everything to finish the line. “Please don’t take my sunshine away…” He closed his eyes, letting these be his final words, the image of you being the last thing he saw before his heart stopped beating, the pain no longer plaguing his body anymore.

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[velvetglosss]

[7:48pm] you’re in the kitchen cooking dinner when you hear the front door open. wonho walks in and drops his gym bag down and makes his way over to you in the kitchen. “ew you’re sweaty” you say as he hugs you from behind and kisses your cheek. “ i know, i know i’ll shower and be right back.” he says as he makes his way to the bathroom. “but first one more kiss” he says as he gives you the biggest kiss right on your lips.

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[venusrising91]

Missing you

Pairing: Just Wonho

Genre: Smut (no plot lol)

Summary: A short, steamy solo session

Word count: 274

He usually never bathed alone. Baths were normally a shared activity. He preferred showers. They were quick, efficient. But you were gone. And he missed you. Terribly. This reminded him of you. His head fell back as he palmed his cock. Smoothing a hand up the length of it as it hardened under the warm water, shaft pressed against his sculpted abs. 

    You always loved hearing him moan. He let out a few soft ones, wishing you were there to hear them. He reconstructed you in his mind’s eye, sparing no detail. Even the soft, barely noticeable freckles that spotted your skin were present. His grip tightened, arm veins bulging, concealed under the rippling water.

    The strokes were slow at first, just how you liked it. But soon he began pumping harder, bottom lip caught between his teeth as he jerked off. He imagined cupping the swell of your breast and nearly lost his load. But he steadied himself. He wanted it to last just a little longer.

    “Fuck”, he whimpered, face scrunched as he drew closer to his peak. He envisioned himself inside of you, between your legs— spread wide as he committed sins between them. This was his favorite way. He loved looking down at you, loved seeing the wreck he made of you, loved cumming deep inside you.

    The thought sent him tumbling over the edge. His orgasm was bliss and a steady stream of milky semen broke free, soiling the bath water. He wished he could have sprayed it inside of your walls instead. Nevertheless he let out a sigh, feeling content, euphoric even. The only thing missing was you.

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[tinytinyblogs]

Wonho Have A Crush On You

💌 Hoseok x Reader

💌 Hyunwoo / Hoseok / Kihyun / Minhyuk / Hyungwon / Jooheon / Changkyun

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Believe me He is a very very soft boy, even though he look strong and intimidating sometimes but hey when it's come to you (a.k.a his crush) he will be so soft. Like very very very soft.

This man can't take all the cuteness and how perfect you are on his eyes, he will not hide it in front of his friends. He tell them how perfect are you and he'll gonna make you his soon. But in reality he don't think he can do that because he NERVOUS AF.

But yeah he trying to dress well, looking good in front of you. He kinda do some fashion show to get your attention, it may work because you need to admit that he look very very good.

And well he will make some drama such as bump into you or maybe asking you some place he pretends that he don't know. He will play it smoothly, become so friendly with you and ta da you guys become closer.

This gonna be harder for him because he glue on your side everytime and this make him fall for you deeper. He will think about this whole week before he decided to let it out, even though he scare you will reject him but he can't stay silent like this

And here he is, nervously sit in front of you while his hand holding your. Trying his best to talk properly until he finally let out "I love you so much, would you be my girlfriend?" As red as tomatoes that's how his face look like now, you giggle because he look so adorable when he nervous and you better tell him that you like him too.

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wonho // monsta x

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[blu-joons]

Post Gym Massage ~ Lee Hoseok

You threw yourself down on the sofa as soon as you walked into your apartment, groaning loudly at the pain that you felt in the back of your legs. Hoseok could only chuckle as you fell, walking through with ease, as if he hadn’t just spent well over an hour at the gym working his legs out.

You on the other hand were in agony, you had worked yourself out before, but never had you done a workout that Hoseok led. Before going to the gym with him, you were in awe of how hard he worked himself, but after spending some actual time at the gym with him, you were stunned by how hard he wanted to work you too.

Your legs were screaming at you the whole way home, each step was tentative, having to hold onto Hoseok’s arm to be able to support yourself. He was more than happy to give you a hand, taking things nice and slow so that you didn’t strain yourself.

“Same again tomorrow?” Hoseok teased as he made his way into the living room to join you, “if you want to go to the gym, then you’ve got to make sure that you go every day.”

You shot a glare across to him as you rolled over on the sofa to lay down on your back, allowing yourself to look at him properly and let him see the pain in your expression.

Hoseok offered you a smile before heading into your bedroom, leaving you alone. You weren’t quite sure what he was up to, hearing him bang around and fumble in the bedroom before appearing a few minutes later with a box in his hands.

“Reckon you can roll over onto your front?” Hoseok asked you as he placed the box down on the coffee table, “I’ve got some old massage techniques that my trainer taught me, they might be able to help you out too.”

Your head nodded, placing your hands either side of yourself and slowly pulling yourself up. Hoseok placed his hands on your hips to help support you, slowly turning you over, feeling sympathetic as he listened to you groan at the discomfort that you felt.

Once you were laid on your front, Hoseok helped to roll your gym leggings up so that your calves were on show, placing his hands tentatively down on them. Straight away a gasp came from you as he managed to catch the exact spot that was troubling you.

“What can you do to try and take the pain away?” You nervously asked him.

Hoseok turned to his box, pulling out a couple of things. “You know how you always watch with excitement when I get my massage gun out, now it’s your turn.”

“That thing looks like it could break a bone rather than fix any sort of pain in a human body.”

Hoseok chuckled across to you as he switched it on, pushing down on the button to show you how it worked. He could see a little bit of nerves in your expression as Hoseok shuffled towards you to make sure that he could concentrate.

“It’s alright, it’s not going to hurt you,” he calmly assured you.

Your head nodded, trusting that Hoseok knew what he was doing, “it’s your fault that my legs are hurting, you better take this pain away too.”

“Once the pain goes, you’ll be glad about how hard I worked you and how much stronger you’ll be.”

Your conversation was broken by the feeling of the massage gun coming into contact with your left calf, slowly moving along it to make sure that it hit the spots that Hoseok knew often troubled people, running along each individual muscle.

“Just relax,” Hoseok called out to you as he swapped onto your other calf, still noticing a look of unsettlement that was in your eyes.

Your head nodded, laying perfectly still as Hoseok massaged over your other leg, concentrating greatly to make sure that he could help you out, and most of all try and take some of the pain that you were feeling away too.

After a few minutes, the gun turned off, filling you with relief. A chuckle came from Hoseok as your eyes looked around, softening when you saw that he was beginning to place the massage gun away and back in its box.

“How does that feel?” He asked you, pulling himself off of the floor, lifting your legs up carefully so that he could sit himself beside you on the sofa.

A hiss came from you as Hoseok moved your legs before placing them in his lap. “My legs still kind of feel like they’re vibrating, that thing is surprisingly powerful.”

“It helps me out a lot.”

“I hope it helps me too.”

“I’ve got another idea of something that I can do to help you too,” he grinned, “shuffle a little closer towards me and I’ll be able to give it a go.”

You did as Hoseok said, trusting him like usual and shuffling into his side. Hoseok helped to move you closely into his side, bending your legs a little bit so that he was able to get his hands underneath your legs and against your calves.

“The massage gun might be good, but for me, nothing can beat the feeling of hands massaging against muscles,” Hoseok grinned, beginning to move his hands against your legs in slightly tough circular motions.

It was exactly what you needed as you rested your head down against Hoseok’s broad shoulder. The tension soon began to ease, hitting the right spot to ease the pain that you felt in the source of your suffering, sighing in relief.

“Is this doing the trick?” Hoseok proudly asked you.

A hum came from you in delight, “you already know how much of a fan I am of your hands, but I am especially now.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle in reply to you, for once finding himself lost for words. Hoseok was lucky that your head was down on his shoulder as he felt his cheeks slightly darken as he found himself blushing at your words.

“I still think you should give the gym another go,” he suggested, feeling your body stiffen. “The first couple of workouts are always painful, but after a few visits your body will be used to it, and it won’t hurt anymore.”

“I struggle to see a point when a workout by you won’t work.”

“Maybe if you come back tomorrow, I’ll go a little easier on you,” Hoseok promised, continuing to massage against the back of your legs, “why don’t you give me one more chance, and I promise that it won’t hurt as much.”

“If it hurts this much tomorrow, then you have to promise to give me a massage like this again,” you told him, laying down your terms to agree to go back to the gym.

Straight away, Hoseok’s head nodded, more than happy to repeat his massage for you, feeling a sense of pride knowing that he was the one that was taking your pain away.

“Once we’re done here, I’ll run you a bath and that should help ease some of the pain too,” Hoseok offered, “a warm soak will do you the world of good.”

“I could get used to this,” you suddenly joked, “if going to the gym means that you’ll look after me like this every day, then the gym might not be such a bad idea.”

“You don’t need the gym for me to look after you.”

“I know, you always do take the best care of me.”

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[capaimagines]

shin hoseok - couldn’t be better

Pairing: Shin Hoseok x reader | Genre: slight smut, angst & fluff | Warnings: slight impregnation kink, lies & secrets, mentions of vomiting and hospitals | WC: 2.3k

“Wonho,” You moaned out in pleasure. Your boyfriend of a few years was currently rutting into you, his pace becoming more sloppy the closer he came to his release. You dug your nails into his back, pressing your lips to his shoulder and sucking harshly to muffle your whimpers.  

He moaned into your neck once he felt your tight walls constricting against his hard length, “Y/N, I’m going to cum if you keep doing that.”

“Then cum,” You teased back.

In all honesty, you were about to as well. You could feel the walls of your cunt tightening the more his cock brushed against them. This was such a spur of the moment thing, he hadn’t put on a condom, and you weren’t on birth control yet and to be honest, it felt a lot better without one. The past few times you’d had sex, Wonho had pulled out seconds before spilling his seed. Though, you didn’t want that this time. You wanted to feel him fill you up.

“Cum inside me baby, please. Fill me up with your seed,” You whined and Wonho groaned, thrusts becoming sloppier by the second.  

“Gonna fill you up so good with my babies. Get you nice and pregnant. You’re going to swell up with my baby in you,” He grunted and after one final thrust, you were both moaning out each other’s name and riding through your highs together.

He pulled out after a few seconds and you winced at the slight overstimulation. You felt his cum pouring out of you and it made your thighs press together, though, Wonho had other plans as he pushed them apart before plunging two of his fingers inside of you, catching you off guard, “Gonna get every last drop in there, fill you up nice and good,” He teased, sucking the sweet spot between your shoulder blade and base of your neck. You wiggled at the overstimulation, but you didn’t ask him to stop until you were coming undone again, this time, unexpectedly around his fingers.

It didn’t take long for Wonho to sit up, licking his fingers clean as he smirked down at you. He leaned down, pressing his lips to yours briefly and you tasted the salty mix of yours and his seed, “That was hot,” He said and you smiled tiredly, “Let me clean you up,” He kissed your forehead and left, coming back a few minutes later with a warm rag and wiped you clean.

You snuggled closely next to him as your eyes fluttered closed, still in the aftermath of your bliss.

***

A few weeks later you noticed that Wonho was busier than ever. He was preparing a new album and had been in and out of the studio at all hours of the day. Sometimes he would spend all night there. You missed him of course, but you knew this was his passion and his calling, you had no reason to be angry at him. One morning though, you woke up to an empty bed and your stomach just didn’t feel right. You quickly sat up and sprinted to the bathroom just in time to start puking the takeout you had eaten last night into the porcelain bowl. After a few minutes, you leaned against the tub and took in a deep breath. You assumed it was the food you had eaten last night and thought nothing more of it. You called in sick to work just to give your body a rest for the day.

When Wonho returned home in the early afternoon, he was surprised to find you home and not at work, “Everything okay?” He hummed tiredly as he crawled next to you as he laid his head on your chest and lazily threw an arm around your stomach.  

You unconsciously played with his hair and nodded, “I’m fine, I think It was just some bad takeout last night.”

He frowned at your words before his eyes already closed, “I’ll sleep for a little and go get you some medicine, love.”

You chuckled and he quickly fell asleep. True to his word, when he woke up he had run down to the store to buy you some medicine before heading back to work. You took it and ate some soup and settled in for the night with a movie in bed.

***

Roughly, another two weeks went by and you were no better. You would spend the better part of your morning dry heaving over the toilet and puking up whatever your stomach had left. You started to have weird cravings for foods and drinks and from time to time, you would feel light-headed and more exhausted than normal. 

Wonho had insisted on taking you to the doctor, but you had told him that you would call a cab and not to worry, “I want to be there for you if you aren’t feeling well love,” He looked at you worriedly, “Because what if it’s something bad?”  

You shook your head at him with a small smile, kissing his cheek, “It’s just a bug, baby, trust me. Go work and don’t worry. I’ll call you if it’s anything serious,” As much as he didn’t want to let you go alone, he relented and listened to you. He had a lot to do right now and really couldn’t afford even taking just a few hours off.

At the hospital, you were checked out with a few scans and blood tests, “When was your last period dear?” The nurse asked you and you went to answer before freezing. You were supposed to have gotten your period three weeks ago, “Ma’am?” The nurse asked again, looking over to your shocked expression. You could only stare at her and she hummed, trying to give you a comforting smile, “Don’t worry. I’ll just draw some blood to make sure, okay?” You nodded and a few minutes later there were two vials of blood with your name stamped on it being sent off.

The whole time you were a mess of anxiety. You and Wonho had talked about having children. It wasn’t something he was opposed to, but he wasn’t ready for that yet. It was just a kink that was kept in the bedroom. He was still working on his solo career and didn’t have enough time to help care for a baby at the moment. You were in agreeance as sometimes your job also had odd hours due to you starting off in the fashion industry. Neither of you could properly care for a baby at this point in your lives.

“We have the results dear,” The nurse said, sending you an uneasy smile and you wanted to vomit again right then and there, “You’re pregnant. Almost a month along now,” She said slowly, “The exhaustion, dizziness, morning sickness, are all symptoms of your pregnancy. Your iron levels are extremely low as well as your blood sugar. So, we’ll have to monitor that and start you on some supplements,” Anything and everything she was saying was going in one ear and out the other.

How were you going to tell Wonho? What would he say? He probably wouldn’t even want to stay with you. He wasn’t ready for a baby and you weren’t either but now it was here and you were going to have one in just eight months. After sending you on your way and giving you some supplements, you mindlessly stared out the window as you sat in the cab on the way home.

When Wonho returned late that night, you were already asleep and he frowned. You hadn’t called him after your follow up appointment, so, he assumed that it was just a bug and he was panicking for no reason. He loved you; he couldn’t help but worry. Not wanting to wake you, he lightly kissed your cheek and fell asleep beside you.

The next morning, you woke up and before you could be happy at the fact Wonho was actually home for once in the morning, you jumped out of bed and sprinted to the bathroom. Emptying the contents of your stomach, you felt Wonho come pull your hair back and rub your back, kneeling behind you, “I think this is more than a bug love,” He murmured after you seemed to be done.

You weakly smiled at him, leaning back into his chest, “Just a bug,” You sighed out.  

He didn’t believe you this time, he knew you were lying. He wasn’t stupid. He might not be home as much as he usually is, but he knew the signs. Feeling sick for most of the morning, sometimes the late afternoon. Your weird craving for pickles and peanut butter. The exhaustion and dizziness. He also remembered you hadn’t asked him to go out and buy you tampons this month and he knew you were running low. He didn’t track your period, but he had a general idea of when it should be.  

“I think I just need to sleep some more,” You mumbled, already half asleep in his lap.

As much as he wanted to question you, he would ask you when you woke up, but right now, you needed rest and he was willing to wait. He picked you up and tucked you back into bed, deciding he was staying home today to keep an eye on you. If it was what he thought it was, you two needed to talk. Your phone started ringing loudly on the bedside table and he quickly reached over, silencing it.

He wasn’t going to answer, but when the hospital name flashed across the screen he had too. What if it was worse than what he assumed? What if you had some terminal illness? He stepped out of the room and answered, “Hello?”

“Hi! This is Minah from Seoul General. I was calling to speak with Y/N about setting up her two-month check-up appointment?” Wonho choked on air for a second. So, you were pregnant. He was a little angry you hadn’t told him about it. How long did you think you could hide it from him? Why did you feel you had too? He quickly set up the appointment for you and made note to remind you about it later on.

Walking back into the room, you were stirring in your sleep as you awoke and rubbed your eyes as you stared at Wonho, “Is everything okay?” You frowned. He looked a little tense and honestly, a little mad. 

 “The hospital called,” He stated and you gulped, feeling your stomach churn.  

“O-oh,” You stuttered, averting your gaze to the neutral-colored blanket.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked, sitting at the other end of the bed. You felt guilt rise up in your chest and your eyes start to water a little, “This could have been serious, Y/N!” His voice was a little louder now, “She said to make sure you’re taking the supplements because your levels are low! I haven’t seen you take anything yet!”

You looked up at him with glassy eyes and sniffled, “I-I have been taking them. I promise. Just when you a-aren’t around,” Wonho sighed in frustration, tossing your phone on the bed. You bit down harshly on the inside of your cheek. This was it. He was going to leave you now. He couldn’t have a baby.

“Gosh, I wish you would’ve told me sooner so I could have talked to the label about the next steps,” You looked up at him, a little surprised. Next steps means he didn’t want to leave you, right? There’s no way Wonho would ask his label how to break up with his pregnant girlfriend.  

“N-next steps?” You questioned, confused.

He nodded, grabbing your hand, “When to tell the fans, the time off I’m going to need. Then there’s telling our friends and our families. Oh!  My mom’s going to want to throw you a huge baby shower! And do you really think I’m letting you go to the doctors appointments on your own? I need to be a little selfish here. That’s my son or daughter too!”

You couldn’t form words. You were almost positive that he wasn’t going to take the news well; that he was going to leave you. That you were going to be a single mom and struggling to make ends meet, “Earth to Y/N,” He waved his hand in front of your eyes.  

You blinked at him, “Y-you’re not going to leave me?”

He looked taken aback by your words and a little hurt, “Why would I do that?” A tear fell from your eyes and he was quick to wipe it away, pulling you into his lap and wrapping his arms around you. 

“I thought you wouldn’t want to be with me anymore! You said you weren’t ready for a baby. I’m not ready!” You cried.

He kissed the crown of your head, eyes filled with nothing but love and adoration for you, “We aren’t prepared, yes,” He started, pushing your chin up to meet his gaze, “It’s not the ideal time, but things happen, baby. I can’t wait to be a father and you’re going to make an amazing mother. I’d never leave you for that. Never. You’re stuck with me now for basically ever.”

You laughed at that and he smiled, pecking your lips, “We’ll figure it out, together,” You nodded, leaning back into his chest and lacing your fingers together, “Now,” he said, picking you up and carrying you to the living room, “We can start preparing!” You looked at him, confused. He wanted to start already? You hadn’t even eaten yet, “Baby names!”

You smiled as he pulled up Naver on his laptop and started typing in the search bar.  You sat next to him, leaning your head on his shoulder as he talked animatedly.

Why you ever doubted him in the first place was a mystery to you. You’d never make that mistake again.

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