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star-my · 5 months

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Birthday Girl

Pairing: F!Reader x Kim Wonshik (Ravi from Vixx)

WC: 0.6k

Rating: M

Genre: Fluff + Smut

@sadfragilegirl requested a Ravi x Reader oneshot. I hope you like it! This was difficult to write and thus it is shorter than I wanted, since I am new to VIXX and this was my first attempt at writing 'x Reader'. I hope I did okay:) Enjoy! <3

You opened your eyes to the welcome sight of your boyfriend bringing you breakfast in bed.

“Good morning, Jagiya!”

Twisting in the sheets, you greeted him with a smile. “Good morning!”

“Happy birthday,” your boyfriend placed a sweet kiss on your forehead as he fluffed up your pillows.

He lay beside you while you ate, telling you about his plans for your special day. He had the whole day off and was focused on making it memorable for you.

Once you were dressed and ready for the day, the two of you headed out of your apartment to begin your adventure.

You began with a visit to your favourite coffee shop, your boyfriend ordering his usual iced coffee and you went for your favourite iced mocha.

Coffees in hand, you linked your fingers together with your boyfriend and swung them happily as you walked down the street together.

Window shopping was something you liked to do as you strolled the avenues in your city’s downtown area, and anything you did was automatically better when your loved ones joined you.

“Ravi-ah, look at that!” You pointed to a pretty dress in the window of one of your favourite shops.

The morning was spent window shopping and just enjoying one another’s company. The sun was warm but not hot, you were with the love of your life, and you had iced coffee. It was shaping up to be a perfect day.

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As soon as you returned from your picnic dinner, Ravi kissed you passionately, backing you up until your back met the wall.

You moaned into his mouth, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and running your fingers through his hair.

He hooked his hands under your thighs and carried you to your bedroom, kissing your neck until you shivered with pleasure.

You pulled his shirt over his head, tracing your fingers over his tattoos until he returned the favour and pulled your shirt over your head. He groaned appreciatively at the sight of your lacey new bra and ran his tongue over your nipples through the fabric, perking them up.

“Wonshik, I need more,” you groaned, unbuttoning both pairs of pants.

He pulled your pants and underwear off with a wink, kissing his way up your thighs to your centre.

Little sparks of pleasure spread though your body as he applied his talented rapping tongue to your clit, dexterously working you up to orgasm. The sight of him between your legs, skin glowing in the soft light of your room, his tattoos rippling over his skin as he moved sent you over the edge, crying out his name.

“I love you,” he pecked your forehead.

“I love you too, Wonshik.” You wrapped your legs around his waist as he pushed in, enjoying the feel of being so intimate with your lover.

You licked your way down his neck and jaw, his familiar scent filling your senses as he began a slow, sensual rhythm.

“You’re so beautiful.” he told you.

“So are you,” you returned, smiling up at him. “I love you.”

“I love you, Y/N.” He brushed a strand of hair from your face, speeding up his thrusts a little as you commanded.

His hand came up to circle your nipples as he licked and nipped a line down your neck, biting softly at your ear.

The tightening in your core continued. “Ravi, I’m close.”

His finger trailed down your torso to rub at your clit, knowing just how to help you climax.

“Wonshik!” Your orgasm triggered his and you lay there, panting and happy.

“Happy birthday, Y/N-ah,” he kissed you softly, wrapping you in his big arms, safe and loved.

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blu-joons · 1 year

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When He Apologises To You After A Fight ~ Vixx Reaction

Your eyes widened as you watched Hakyeon walk through the front door, two bags in his hands. He placed them in front of you, allowing you to peek inside both of them.

“My favourites,” you commented, recognising a few of your favourite things.

Hakyeon nodded proudly as he took a seat down beside you, “I thought they might be a good start in trying to say sorry to you for the argument earlier.”

“I guess buying my favourite chocolate does sweeten me up a little bit,” you agreed, reaching in and pulling your favourite bar out to start enjoying.

“You have to listen to me though Y/N, you can’t just eat that now.”

“I can do both,” you retorted, “plus I like the chocolate more than I like you right now.”

“I can’t argue with that,” Hakyeon shrugged back across at you, “but I would like you to at least pay attention enough to know that I’m sorry for what I said to you.”

Your head nodded as you looked up in Hakyeon’s direction. “This apology better be on a par with the chocolate otherwise I won’t be listening.”

“Y/N, shh,” Hakyeon laughed, “I’m trying to be serious, stop messing around with me now.”

“Sorry, I promise I’m listening.”

Leo:

A sigh came from you as you heard the door to your bedroom open, knowing that it was Taekwoon by the clearing of the throat that came from him as he approached you.

“I’m not interested,” you immediately called out, but Taekwoon didn’t listen.

Instead, he perched down on the bed just beside you. “I’m not here to cause another argument Y/N, I’m here because I want to say sorry for what happened.”

“It doesn’t change what you said earlier on,” you stubbornly replied, catching Taekwoon nodding in agreement with you out of the corner of your eye.

“Let me try and make it up to you at least, you shouldn’t be here.”

“I want to be here,” you corrected, “I’d happily be anywhere if it was away from you.”

“Y/N,” Taekwoon whispered, resting his hand against the top of your leg, “I’m trying here. I can’t say sorry enough but you can’t just ignore me forever and not talk to me.”

You shuffled slightly so that you were looking across at Taekwoon, “I’m listening,” you bluntly whispered, not letting him off quite so easily.

“Thank you,” he calmly responded. “I am really sorry for what I said, you know that, don’t you?”

“Yeah, I know you are Taek.”

Ken:

The sound of a knock at the door brought your eyes up, smiling weakly as you saw Jaehwan stood in the doorway, holding up the bag that was in his hand to show you.

“What are you doing here?” You asked, pushing your laptop away.

Jaehwan took that as a sign to walk into your office, hovering beside your desk. “It’s a bit of a peace offering, a guilt lunch for causing the argument earlier.”

“You’ve brought me lunch to say sorry?” You smiled back across at him, unable to stop yourself from being touched by Jaehwan’s sweet gesture.

“I’ve not been able to stop thinking about what happened.”

“Come on,” you spoke, beckoning him over, “I can’t say no to a free lunch anyway.”

“I’ve got a few more things that I thought might make you like me again,” Jaehwan informed you as he took his seat and started to unpack the bag.”

Your eyes rolled as he did so, “no matter how much we fight Jae, it never stops me from liking you. These things just happen in relationships.”

“You’re right,” he mused, “I guess sometimes I worry that I push things a little too far with you.”

“You definitely like to test me.”

Ravi:

Your eyes glanced away as soon as you noticed the front door opening, hearing Wonshik walk through the house and take a seat on the sofa beside you.

“What?” You questioned, feeling his eyes staring across at you firmly.

A sigh came from Wonshik, expecting you to still be annoyed with him. “I just wanted to talk to you Y/N, try and at least explain myself a little bit.”

“What’s there to explain?” You challenged, “you made your opinions quite clear this morning about what you think of me, I’m just stupid to you, aren’t I?”

“That’s not true, I didn’t get my words right at all earlier, that’s all.”

“Is that you explaining yourself?” You groaned back at him, “blaming your words?”

“Can you just let me finish?” Wonshik asked of you, running a hand through his hair. “I’m trying to put things right, even if you’re still mad with me.”

Your head nodded as you took a moment to calm yourself back down again, “I guess I could listen to what you have to say for yourself.”

“Don’t sound too disappointed,” Wonshik joked, “don’t you want to stop arguing with me?”

“Sometimes I’m not so sure.”

Hyuk:

A figure appearing brought a smile to Sanghyuk’s face, watching as Jaehwan peered down and took a look at what it was that he was doing on his phone during their break.

“For Y/N?” Jaehwan asked, watching as Sanghyuk browsed a selection of flowers.

His head nodded as he clicked one of the options, “I messed up pretty bad this morning, sending her a bouquet of flowers feels like the least that I could.”

“Did you really muck up that much?” Jaehwan couldn’t help but laugh, throwing his arm across Sanghyuk’s shoulders. “You don’t think just a sorry will cut it this time?”

“I’m too embarrassed to even tell you what I said to her earlier on.”

A hum of surprise escaped from Jaehwan, “you better find something expensive.”

“Since when were flowers so expensive,” Sanghyuk grumbled as he clicked to check out, “I can’t dig myself that big of a hole again just for the price of the apology.”

Jaehwan’s head shook as he listened to him, “at least hopefully if you send her these you’ll get Y/N talking to you again, isn’t that what’s most important.”

“Of course,” Sanghyuk agreed, “I think it might get me a few points remembering her favourites too.”

“Don’t get too ahead of yourself.”

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gemini-writes-kpop · 6 years

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Contains slight angst and fluff.

656 words.

You thought Wonsik had been avoiding you since that night. You felt like you went from being best friends to being strangers; it was a cold and unwanted feeling in your gut. You both thought that you wanted to be together as more than friends and had taken the next step into a romantic relationship, but realized you weren’t meant for each other in that way. You decided to stay friendly and jokingly use the sex as a learning experience for what not to do with your best friend. But then his calls grew few and far between; he didn’t schedule things with you as much. You accepted that your friendship must not have been strong enough to endure that mistake and tried to move on. When speaking about him, you didn’t call him your best friend anymore, only an acquaintance. You wondered if he did the same about you.

Wonsik couldn’t help that he had feelings for you after being so intimate with you. He didn’t agree that you were only meant to be friends but he couldn’t admit that to you. It seemed that the whole ordeal had made you uncomfortable since you weren’t attempting to talk to him anymore. He thought he would distance himself for a while, to see if his feelings for you diminished. But they didn’t. During that time, you didn’t make moves to stay friends, so he didn’t either. He didn’t know it was hurting you as much as it hurt him. Pushing you to the back of his mind, he found someone new, someone to distract him. He knew it wasn’t real; it wasn’t the same attraction he found with you. He yearned for that again. You also found someone else to fill his role of best friend only to discover you missed him. You missed your inside jokes, feeling connected with just a look, someone that knew you inside and out.

You only went a month without him. You couldn’t last any longer. In your time apart, you realized you did want him romantically and hoped he would still take you back. You didn’t want him to think poorly of you for changing your mind, but your heart ached. You couldn’t stop thinking about him: the way he laughed, the way he smelled that night, the way your bodies fit together. After debating with yourself about contacting him, you did, sending out a text and immediately throwing your phone across the room in a panic before you could see what he replied. You were lucky it landed on something soft, or you would have gone crazy never knowing what his response would have been. It chimed quietly; you wasted no time checking the screen. Tears filled your eyes as you read his words: he was on his way to see you, to touch you, to have you in his life again.

Wonsik had never moved so fast in his life before as he raced to you. He knew you had to be friends again and he would do that, but all he could think about was having your lips on his first. He knocked on your door, anxious now that he was actually there. You slowly opened it, your heart beating through your chest when you saw his perfect face in front of you again. Before thinking, you grabbed him and pulled him to you, burying your face in his chest. He returned the embrace without hesitation, inhaling your scent that he had forgotten. You told him you were sorry it took you so long to realize you needed him. He cleared his throat, fighting back tears as he stopped you, feeling like it was his fault in the first place. You didn’t want to go back and forth playing the blame game; you silenced him with a kiss, the signal that all was forgiven. You knew where you stood now, and you weren’t going anywhere again.

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sopewriters · 7 years

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Won’t you be (Mine)?

Pairing: Ravi | Wonsik X Reader [Teacher!AU]

Genre: Fluff, humor

Word Count: 2.6K

Warning: Lots of dick jokes. I’m sorry, and they’re all extra lame.

Inspired by the beautiful look Wonsik had going for him in VIXX’s performance of Black Out.

EDIT: i’M CRYING AT WHISPER HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT I’M CRYING

Teaching has always been a stressful job. You know that. And even though you’re just a substitute—carefully handling the job in the main teacher’s absence—you just want the earth to swallow you right up. Just as a small favor, that’s all.

Of course, life must go on. The earth doesn’t love you that much and, honestly, neither does whatever higher power it is out there that thrust you into this life of misery, so you’ll have to deal. Teaching a bunch of freshmen, then, it is.

You wouldn’t mind this so much, very frankly; biology has always been your favorite subject, and it comes to you with an ease only possible of many, many nights of studying, along with a desk romance with your favorite cup of coffee. No, the problem here is the fact that you need to teach a bunch of stupid, giggling teenagers who’re just starting to get the hang of being mature about the basics of humanity: reproduction. And, if that isn’t bad enough, you need to deal with having a huge migraine on top of everything. Like life doesn’t already suck.

So, you’re already in a pretty terrible mood when you show up early for class that day. You angrily curse their teacher and his stupid business trips a couple times in your head for good measure, then immediately flush guiltily because you actually don’t mean it, please don’t die and come take these kids off my hands.

“Hey, Ms. _______!” Some kid calls as he gets inside, and you give him an obligatory wave and smile back, barely managing to hold yourself back from yawning in his face. That’d be weird.

The rest of the students eventually file in, and you squint around the room, dimly cursing whichever entity out there that has managed to make the lights so bright. Well, it looks like everyone’s there, so you’re good to go!

“Hey guys,” You attempt to say warmly, through the pounding headache, “How was your weekend?”

Right. Forgot to mention that: it’s a Monday morning. The perfect combination now, truly, isn’t it?

You get a mixed response, of course, going from ‘brilliant!’ to ‘bullshit’ to ‘why life’. You’re personally inclined to agree with the latter option, though you don’t make your opinion known, choosing to keep it to yourself instead.

As expected, the reactions to what you’re about to teach are sort of the same. You hear a couple of groans—dim and muted from the back—along with a couple of eye-rolls: standard stuff. Of course, there are still those few kids who flush at the mere mention of the topic, and you know they’ll get to the point where they won’t even bat an eye at it, eventually, but…

Annoying.

You start off simple, with the structure of the vagina. Point out the basic stuff, after drawing it on the whiteboard for everyone to see, and answer any genuine questions if they come at you. It’s when you project the diagram of a penis, that the problems begin.

Okay. So it’s not even the class’ fault, you’ll admit.

The door swings open, and this guy with dark hair literally storms his way inside, looking a little angry, a little sad, and 98% done.

You raise an eyebrow at the unexpected intrusion, and mentally cower in your head. Why can the world not leave you alone for once in your life?

“I’m sorry, did you need something?” You snap out irritably, “Class started easily 20 minutes ago, and you clearly don’t seem interested, so please either get inside quietly, or just leave.”

The guy looks surprised, watching you with an obvious ‘are-you-talking-to-me?’ expression that makes you want to roll your eyes. Seriously, you hate students, they should all just take a vacation from school. Forever.

It’s silent when he takes in your words and understanding, finally, that yes, you’re speaking to him. His eyes drift to the whiteboard, before tracing the tired lines of your face, the lingering frown on your lips, and something in his eyes grows alight.

“Why, yes, Ms. ________.” He grins mischievously at you, expression clearing, and your gut sinks, “I have a bone(r) to pick with you!”

You know when it was silent before? Well, it couldn’t beat the eerie stillness of the class now, with all the students staring at the two of you, a mixture of awe and fear swimming in their expressions. And, a lesser person might crack on the pressure, might actually want to leave the class and never look back, with a student, but you are not that person. No.

You crack a smile at the kid, whoever they are, because okay, that was a terrible joke and should never be repeated again, but it’s also kind of funny. You know you might be acting a bit unprofessional, but who’re you kidding, most of your professors in college were actually worse. You’ve seen it.

“What do you need, kid?” You raise an eyebrow at the male, taking in his pink dress shirt and black trousers, briefly wondering why he’s dressed like this, “Since you so obviously want to be a pain in the ass?”

You hear a couple of shy giggles, and you cockily stare down the black-haired intruder, whose smile only widens at your retort.

“Well, that pun was difficult to swallow,” He jokes back, and you need to bite back your smile, headache almost entirely forgotten, “But I recently found out my dick is pi inches long?”

“Wait, what?” You’re thrown off by the sudden change in conversation, “That’s pretty small.”

“Actually, I beg to differ,” He interrupts, smiling privately, “It means it’s not bigger than 3 inches but is also infinite…crazy, right?”

“Nah,” You wave your hand, grinning at him without abandon, “It just means it’s irrational and everyone hates it.”

You hear a couple of chokes in the background, even as he grins fiercely at you, eyes shining bright. Of course, that’s also when you remember you have CommitmentsTM which you should probably be attending to right now.

“Anyway.” You say again, rolling your eyes, “If you’ve got nothing else to say, either take a seat or leave?”

“I guess I’ll see you after class, then?” He smiles at you, the curve of his lips suddenly seeming a lot shyer than before, “Till then, Ms. _______.”

He actually leaves then, and you want to chuck a book at someone but also simultaneously thank him for lessening your stress, even if by just a smidge, and with questionable methods.

“Wow,” Someone calls from the back, “I didn’t think you and Mr. Ravi were that close!”

“Oh, we’re not, actually, I—” Something clicks then. An integral piece from that sentence.

Mr. Ravi?

Suddenly, the formal clothes make more sense. He looked so young, though, there’s no way! But one look at the class’ excited faces confirms that, yes, you just had a dick joke battle with another instructor. Wonderful. Might as well add that to your resume.

“Uh….” You try to wipe the deer-caught-in-the-headlights expression from your face, before the kids can actually pick up on it, “Well, let’s get back to the actual topic, right?”

Despite the embarrassment, the tiny smile on your lips never leaves.

“Busy?” You’re sitting at your desk, eyeing a stack of papers in trepidation, when the door swings open. You lift your head slightly, only to actually stand up, spine ramrod straight, at the sight of the man with black hair from before.

“O-Oh, n-no.” You stutter, making his eyes widen behind his glasses. They’re a new edition, but they really bring out his eyes, not that you’re looking or anything.

“Are you… alright?” His mouth parts in silent understanding, and he smiles bashfully, cheeks pink, “If this is about the thing earlier in class, I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable. I was just trying to make you look less… stressed?”

“Uh, no, it’s fine.” You choke out, before sighing burying your head in your hands, “I’m just…kind of “embarrassed, to be honest. I didn’t even know you were a teacher!”

“Hardly anyone ever does, the first time they see me.” He quips, before hesitating at the door, “Can I…um, can I come inside?”

“Y-Yeah, of course!” You say hurriedly, and he slips inside, “Why’d you come to class earlier?”

“Oh,” He looks faintly surprised, the slightest tint of pink highlighting his cheeks, “Right. The principal asked me to send for you.”

“Oh, are you his secretary?” You try to ignore what the calling could mean, “I didn’t know—”

“Uh, no, I teach English.” He interrupts quickly, before stammering out, “G-Gosh, I’m sorry, didn’t mean to be rude…”

“No, you weren’t—I mean, it wasn’t…” Floundering for words, you decide to just give up already, “You’re fine.”

Fine as hell, actually but, no, bad thoughts.

“Uh…right.” He says, looking just as uncomfortable as you feel, and why do you need to mess everything up again? “Well, can I see you at lunch, then?”

“Lunch?” You repeat stupidly and, at his nod, bob your head up and down rapidly, “yEAH OF COURSE.”

He doesn’t make any odd comment about your sudden incapacity to function; just gives you a tiny little grin and walks out.

It’s after he leaves that you scream into your book. Not for too long, though, because your next class is arriving soon.

You’re reasonably happy, you decide, as you reflect back on the events of the day, sipping on some orange juice on your couch at home. The meeting with the principal went well; he wants to take you on as a teacher, permanently, based on your good work. And even if those kids were literal devils in the making, you wanted the job.

To add to the wonderful list, you had lunch with Ravi, without accidentally spilling something on yourself, or on him, or on anyone. You’d count that as a win.

Even better, he wants to have lunch with you tomorrow too. And the day after. And the day after that. And forever, and you guys can get married and have two kids and a hamster or, wait, maybe a turtle because those are cuter and—

You cut yourself off, blush rocking your face. You’re getting ahead of yourself, and this crush is getting way out of hand. You literally just met the guy today! But his hair, and his eyes, and his lips, Christ—

But, as the days pass by, slowly but definitely, you start to like Wonsik more and more. That’s his real name, apparently, not Ravi.

“Call me Wonsik.” He tells you one day, as you visit him in his classroom, “The kids call me Ravi because they think it’s cool.”

You find that it is cool, but Wonsik is even sweeter. You don’t tell him that, though.

“What’re you doing?” You ask curiously, as you lounge in one of the students’ chairs after school. Wonsik is hunched over stacks of paper, frowning at the little bundle he’s reading over.

You don’t admit it out loud, but he looks really cute like that, tapping the pencil against his lips absent-mindedly, lost in thought. He snaps out of it at your question, though, and you’re a little sorry to see it go. But it makes you feel better to have his eyes on you instead, just as intense.

“I gave the sophomores an assignment on Hamlet.” He says distractedly, “On Act III, Scene III.”

“What?” You frown, “What was that part about again?”

“It’s the part where Hamlet nearly kills Claudius, but doesn’t.” He explains, before catching himself and staring at you with wide-eyed disbelief, “Wait, you’ve read Hamlet?”

“Well, yeah.” You shrug uncomfortably, before diverting the topic, like your blabber-mouth is wont to do, “And anyways, isn’t that the circumcision scene?”

“The what—” Wonsik manages to choke out, but you cut in quickly.

“It’s a tricky thing, it is.” You say brightly, trying to avoid his flushed gaze, “Have to do it right, else you can nearly chop the poor thing’s ding-dong right off—”

“Ding-dong?” He finally gets in a word edgewise with a surprised laugh.

“Well, yeah.” You blush, but your mouth lacks a filter, “Apparently it’s a superstitious thing, something about not being savable or something if you don’t get it done—”

“Uh, ______,” Wonsik grimaces, “Can we not talk about potential castration? Please?”

“Oh right.” You say awkwardly as he forces a tight smile at you, before going off on a tangent about something else entirely, as he turns his attention back to his papers.

He’s smiling though, looking entirely less stressed than before, and you find you can’t stop the mirror grin when you notice it. It feels nice, spending time with him like this, especially with your busy schedules.

“Lunch tomorrow?” He asks, catching you by surprise, and you stare wordlessly at him, mouth parted in shock, “I…I know it’s not a weekday and stuff, but…”

“Are…” You catch your voice, just barely, before croaking out, “Are you asking me on a date?”

“M-M-M-AYBE.” He stutters, and you find yourself staring wide-eyed at the mess of a man sitting across you, “Y-Yes?”

“Oh my gosh.” You breathe out, just as he flushes red-hot in embarrassment and buries his head in his arms.

“I’m sorry.” He moans pitifully, making you gape at how different he’s being, “I messed it up!”

“Hey, weren’t you all confident and chic and stuff?” You inwardly wince at your wording, and Wonsik looks up at you, looking entirely discomforted, “I mean...I, uh, I’d be happy to?”

It’s not supposed to come out as a question, and this is going for bad to worse, aND ALARM BELLS ARE RINGING, THIS IS AN EMERGENCY, EVACUATION ADVISED—

“I WANT TO GO OUT WITH YOU!” You finally screech, unable to take the voices in your head; only after you’ve screamed it out, do you realize how it must sound. You slowly trail your eyes upwards, meeting Wonsik’s surprised cocoa ones—and he’s smiling.

“You’re cute.” He reaches forward to pinch the lobe of your ear teasingly, and you whine out in embarrassment.

“That was really sudden, okay?” You point out logically, “A-And besides, weren’t you the one who was too busy stuttering to even ask?”

“W-Well…” He draws out in an incoherent mutter, “yourereallyprettyandrejectionsoshy.”

“What?”

“You’re really pretty and smart and stuff, so I wasn’t sure you’d want to go out with me.” He sighs, finally, “Happy?”

“W-Wow.” You say, “But yeah. You’re the one who’s totally out of my league.”

“You’re kidding.” He rolls his eyes, and you don’t feel like arguing with him, so you reach out and pluck off his wire-rimmed glasses with your fingers.

“Hey!” He cries, reaching out for them, but it’s too late. You’ve figured everything out, and you can’t hide your shock at the revelation.

“These are fake?!” You cry out in dismay, “I trusted you!”

“They look really cool!” He defends himself, though he doesn’t deserve to, “My friend told me they look nice on me!”

Well, they do, but that’s not the point.

“You’re so basic.” You shake your head solemnly, “I’m embarrassed.”

“Well, you’re going to have to bear with this basic person for a long time, if I can help it.” Wonsik smiles at you, but it’s not bright and dazzling; no, it’s demure, quiet, yet speaks volumes. You reach out to tangle his pretty, pretty fingers with your own.

“I’ll hold you to that.”

Written By: (dying) Midnight^^

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suholic-writer · 4 years

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Wonshik: Why can’t dinosaurs clap?

Jaehwan, happily: Because their hands are too short-

Taekwoon, dead serious: Because they’re all dead

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kpopwishes · 7 years

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Stress? Not anymore||Hybrid!Ravi Smut||

stress? not anymore

852 words.

What another day to drive home. Today was stressful and all you wanted to do was to come home to your loving boyfriend and your bed. You smiled at the thought of your boyfriend. Kim Wonshik. God all you wanted was his little cuddles. If he wasn’t already a puppy, no, really. Having a half canine boyfriend was pretty strange itself. If Wonshik was not, well, a puppy, he’d still be one. You understand?

As you got lost in your thoughts you realized you were already home. You smiled slightly, breathing in as you step out of the car. breathe out. You walk around to your front steps. You pull out the keys and find the one to open your home door. As soon as the sound of keys filled Wonshik’s ears he sprang up quickly running to the door. You sighed as you dropped your stuff on the ground and kicked your shoes to some area of the room. You felt arms wrap around your frame. Tail wagging, ears perked, “Welcome home, jagiya.”

skin.

You went into a small state of shock as you weren’t resting your head on clothes. shirtless. “W-Wonshik..?“ you asked carefully as if you’d make a ferocious bear angry. He just hummed in response. “Shirt..?” you said as more of like a question. He just chuckled as you felt the vibrations of his laughter. “Oh.. I got hot.” He said quite sheepishly. You smiled and pulled from his embrace. Not noticing that you ground your thigh into his crotch. He looked dumbfounded as you walked away, thinking you purposely did that to him.

“No, no, no. Jagiya come back here.“

He growled at you. You immediately froze in shock. “Yes..?” He stormed rather impatiently over to you and took your lips quickly with his. His hands quickly going to your hips and down to your ass. He gave a little squeeze which made you yelp in surprise. He growled again as his eyes furrowed, the little noises fueling him.

He walked you over to the wall in which he lifted your right leg around his hip. He ground his hips into yours as the kiss broke. He kissed down your jawline and down your neck. He stopped at the crook of your neck to nip and slightly bite on the skin. Sucking and licking as he made marks on your delicate skin. He lifted you up and walked you two to the bedroom where he practically threw you onto the bed.

You look down to the foot of the bed and saw Wonshik crawl over to you, “You have no idea what you do to me, jagiya..” You shivered as he stood on his knees at the foot of the bed. His ears standing straight up. “Strip.” He commanded. You immediately started to take off your shirt. As soon as it was discarded, his hungry eyes wandered your body. You reached behind you to unclasp your bra. His gaze piercing and fiery on your body. He couldn’t wait any longer so he started to work on undoing your pants.

Wonshik had already discarded his pants and boxers, you didn’t know when he did but you were too focused on him working on your pants. Once he slid them and your panties off, He commanded, “Hands and knees, princess.” Your cheeks heated slightly as you did as he told. He had complete access to your sensitive parts. He had slapped your ass which earned a throaty moan from you. His erection becoming painfully hard at the sight and the sounds you made.

Wonshik asked, “Are you ready, princess?”. You nodded and he slapped your ass, “You need to speak for me to know.” He growled. You said “Yes. Please just fuck me.” You begged him. “You wont need to ask me twice.” You felt his tip line up at your entrance. You bit your lip as you felt him fill you up. He waited only a second until he began to pound at you relentlessly. You couldn’t contain your moans as his ears flattened against his head. He growled as his hands gripped your hips tightly as he went at an inhuman pace.

The bed frame hit against the wall as you felt your climax approaching soon, Wonshik started to grunt and pant as occasional growls of your name slipped out of his mouth. You moaned louder, “Wonshik.. I’m close..” He growled as he leaned down onto his back leaving marks. You moaned loudly as your toes curled as your climax washed over you. Your legs shook as Wonshik continued faster. He moaned as you felt his fluid seep out and into you. He rode his orgasm with a couple thrusts and he pulled out and laid next to you.

Wonshik held you as you both panted, naked and sweaty. You felt the covers pull up over you two as he kissed your neck sweetly. “I’m sorry if I was too rough.” You smiled and giggled slightly. “It’s fine, I love you”. Your eyes started to close, the last thing you heard was, “I love you too, Jagiya.”

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reflectionssss · 4 years

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prettywordsyouleft · 4 years

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Compatible

Prompt: #75 for @babybee05 – “I could kill you right now!”

Pairing: Cha Hakyeon x reader (ft. Ravi)

Genre: neighbours au / fluff

Warnings: there is a misinterpretation and perhaps the thought process could offend some people.

Word count: 1341

“I could kill you right now!”

Glancing up from the stack of mail you were leafing through slowly, you bowed politely as your neighbour Hakyeon stopped momentarily beside you, his gaze darting between you and his now disappearing roommate. He chuckled. “Sorry, not you, Y/N. Your life is safe with me. Just his isn’t.”

“I’m certain you have your reasons,” you mentioned as Hakyeon nodded hastily and then took off after Wonshik.

It wasn’t uncommon for you to hear the ruckus of their bickering – whether in their apartment or not. At first, you were kind of surprised. You had never lived next to two people so loud before. Not that you were the silent type or anything.

It was just that Hakyeon and Wonshik would bicker a lot.

From dawn to dusk, you wondered if there was a time in their day where they actually got along. You could tell Hakyeon was the nagging type and Wonshik liked winding him up. Still, you didn’t understand how after a year of living next to them that they still could share the same space.

Of course, you weren’t privy to what was said most of the time. You could only hear muffled voices, and you weren’t about to press your ear to the wall separating your apartment either. But you were certain they weren’t compatible at all.

You carried your mail as you moved to the elevator and up to your floor, stepping out into the hallway before making your way to your door. You couldn’t deny that your curiosity was piqued for what Wonshik had done this time. Your steps dithered, your neck craning in direction of their door as if it would somehow lend you the ability to hear what was going on. You leapt back in fright when you heard a bang, blinking rapidly.

And then you stopped moving altogether.

“How could you do that to me?! I told you not to do that for him. What about me, huh?! You are so frustrating!”

“Ah! Hyung, ow! Stop it!”

You swallowed roughly, knowing it wasn’t your place to intervene. You had nothing to do with any of this. This thought didn’t uproot you and hurry you along to your own apartment. Instead, it had you somehow reaching out and twisting the handle to their front door.

It opened, and you stopped dead in the doorway, eyes rounding when you found the predicament of both men. For a moment you stared back at Hakyeon’s raised hand towards Wonshik’s bottom who was laying on the couch underneath him.

“Y/N, this isn’t-”

“Oh,” you breathed, backing up and wincing when you connected with the wall instead. “I’m sorry, I just – uh bye!”

Dashing around, you hurried to your apartment, fumbling to unlock the front door before bursting through it and closing it just as fast.

You hadn’t expected Wonshik and Hakyeon to be in that kind of relationship. Not that you had anything against it. They could love however or whoever they wanted to. But as you sat there contemplating the past year living here, a lot of things seemed to fall into place in your head. Your heart, however, was kind of battered.

It took you seeing both of them like that to realise your feelings towards Hakyeon were more than neighbourly. So now you had not only overstepped as someone who lived next door, but you had to deal with your feelings that had risen to the surface.

If only you hadn’t of attempted to stick your nose in where it didn’t belong.

For a week, you skirted around both Wonshik and Hakyeon. It was easier than you initially thought since you had become accustomed to their daily schedule. You simply waited an extra ten minutes in the morning to hear them both leave for work, and you had always arrived back at the apartment complex earlier than they did so you could dive into your sanctuary without bumping into them like always. You took to grabbing your mail at different points of the day and skipped the weekly residents’ meeting.

The only thing was, neither was quite as willing to let you pass on by. Whenever they knew you would be home, you would hear knocking on your front door. It was cowardly, you knew that much. Still, as you nursed your foolish self back from the ordeal, you couldn’t answer the door. You didn’t want to, in fear you would say something stupid or offensive. You already were working hard on wording the most appropriate apology.

Because they did deserve one.

And it was this apology you were thinking about as you inspected a bag of apples in the grocery store when you heard your name being called out. Turning, you stared at both Hakyeon and Wonshik like a deer caught in headlights. You decided to do what no other human would do in your situation and turned on your heel, pushing your cart with an almighty speed.

“Listen, Y/N, just stop for a second!” Wonshik called as you heard their rushed footsteps, Hakyeon soon stepping in front of your cart.

He pouted at you. “Please. Just five minutes.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have barged in like that; I don’t know what I was thinking. I’ll not share the news if you don’t want me to. What you both do behind closed doors is your own decision.”

“Wait, what news?” Wonshik wondered as you turned as red as the beets in the cart you stared at. “What we do behind closed doors?”

“I was right to be concerned.” Hakyeon sighed heavily and stepped over to your side. “Y/N, we’re not a couple.”

“A what?!” Wonshik screeched and then cleared his throat awkwardly when an old couple shot him a look for how loud he had been.

“But I saw you both-”

“I can understand how you would think that. Still, Wonshik has a girlfriend who lives in the complex next door.”

“You were complaining of him inconveniencing you though.”

“Ah, I gave tickets to Hakyeon’s favourite band to another friend instead since he had a better reason for them.”

Hakyeon huffed indignantly. “You always spoil Taekwoon over me.”

You were mortified. Just when would this nightmare end? Even with the knowledge, it didn’t ease you any. You had royally messed up and now and didn’t know how to recover from this.

“Can we invite you around tonight?” Hakyeon asked and you whipped your head up.

“W-Why?”

“Because we want to make it up to you.”

“It should be me!” you exclaimed. “I’m the one who jumped to conclusions and ignored you all because I wished I was more compatible and-”

You stopped then, covering your mouth to ensure you’d say nothing else.

“More compatible? You’re the best neighbour, how could you be more in sync with us?” Hakyeon mentioned, glancing in Wonshik’s direction for some sense of clarity.

The other man scrutinised you both and then smirked. “Y/N, do you want to know what Hakyeon says the most?”

“Wh-what?”

“Don’t make so much noise! You’ll annoy my Y/N!” You could sense Hakyeon’s discomfort and both of you remained silent whilst Wonshik chuckled heartily. “So maybe I should go out for the night and you two can discuss more about compatibility without me?”

Wonshik took off with their cart then and Hakyeon looked after his departure, torn between following him and staying with you. He seemed to come to some peace with his decision and smiled shyly at you. “Well, uh. About tonight, you don’t have to come over but-”

“Should I come by around six?” you shakily offered. Hakyeon smiled warmly at you and then said a quick goodbye, screaming after his friend.

Some things were never bound to change. It was just in Hakyeon and Wonshik’s nature to be loud and bicker. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t be a little hopeful to see how your bond would go with Hakyeon now that you cleared the air.

You promised yourself you wouldn’t jump to any conclusions this time.

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chaerryroses · 4 years

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• 20:39 - Kim Wonsik •

Ravi sat in the seat at the restaurant with his arms crossed and eyes closed. He had just finished filming 2 Days and 1 Night and lost all the games. He didn’t get to eat, slept outside, and went to work. He was beyond exhaused and he promised that he would help record a demo in the morning tomorrow.

“Excuse me?” You asked approaching his table. Ravi opened one of his eyes to peak at you, and noticed that you were the waiter whom he was waiting on for his ramen.

“Sorry,” he smiled. “No pictures today.”

You looked at him in confused and tried to speak, “No? I was wondering if-”

“What?” Ravi said irritably and you huffed.

“My phone. Next to you.” You pointed at the phone that was peaking out under the menu. “I had left it here when I sat here earlier.”

Ravi’s cheeks grew warm and he got flustered. He had never felt so guilty before in front of a stranger. Ravi grabbed the phone next to him and stood up.

“I’m so sorry,” he apologized, handing you the phone, and bowed slightly. “It has been a long day.”

You gave him a small smiled and he was taken back slightly by how pretty you looked. He now felt even more embarrassed.

“It’s okay- erm,” you hesitated.

“Kim Wonsik,” he replied.

“Well, thank you. I hope your day gets better.” You began to turn around when he spoke again.

“Can I buy you dinner?” He said. “To apologize for being rude?”

You nodded.

“Can I meet you here again tomorrow?” Ravi asked. He felt like recording was going to go a lot quicker now that he knew he was going to record about- you and your smile.

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I'm really sad that they don't write for VIXX anymore...I mean there's no new VIXX scenarios on Tumblr and it disappoints me very much.

Like, Tumblr users who wrote for VIXX are either inactive for a very long time while others deactivated their accounts.

~Queennie

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love-kazin · 4 years

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Best Birthday Ever

Genre: kinda fluffy, with vixx being friendly.

Pairing: Kim Wonshik/Ravi x Reader (female).

Warnings: slightly friends-to-lovers.

Word count: 1.117.

REQUESTED.

When Wonshik lets you know about your surprise birthday party organized by VIXX's members.

-x-

"Where's Hongbin? We need to go to the market!"

Hakyeon was grabbing his wallet and waiting for his fellow member, that was currently being dragged from his room.

"You can play your games later."

Taekwoon was the one dragging his friend.

"But why am I the one who's going to the market with hyung?"

Everybody in the room just rolled their eyes.

"We're preparing the place for Y/N's birthday party! Go and don't be late. Has anyone talked with Wonshik?"

Ken was in the middle of hanging up a banner which said "congratulations", every letter with a different color.

"I did. He's gonna pick her up at 7PM."

"Do you think he'll talk about this?"

"As soon as she enters his car."

"Maybe we should have given this task to someone else."

"Yeah, but you know he kinda likes her. We wouldn't have a choice."

Giggling, Hakyeon left the dorm with Hongbin to buy foods and drinks for the night.

"Hyung, which cake should we choose?"

"I think she really likes those with peanuts and dulce de leche. There's any like that here?"

The most important item was already chosen.

Meanwhile, your phone was ringing out loud and non-stop, making you almost run from the shower.

"What's wrong?"

"Y/N? What do you mean? Nothing's wrong."

"You called like, five times, I thought..."

"Oh, no, everything is totally fine. I just need you tonight."

"W-what?"

Wonshik's face looked like a tomato.

"O-oh, I m-mean... We should... I wanna take you..."

"What are you talking about, Wonshik?"

"Party! Be ready at 7PM. Bye!"

Kim Wonshik, you're a mess.

But at 7PM, he was at your door, trying to forget that pathetic call and ringing the bell.

And you looked so good that Ravi started to question if he was at your place or at a art museum.

"Let's go."

Grabbing his hand to make him move, finally you were in the way.

"So, you kinda scared me today. What was that all about?"

"I'm sorry, I just got nervous."

"I could feel that, but why?"

He had two options: tell the truth about his crush, or making up an excuse. But he picked up an third.

"I was afraid I would reveal your surprise birthday party."

What the hell, Kim Wonshik?

You just laughed. His disappointed face was hilarious. But it was kinda endearing.

"The guys are throwing a party because one: they like you, and two: they think it's amazing someone's birthday happens at february 29th. But please, act surprised."

You just hummed and turned to him.

"Why should I act surprised? Is there something happening?"

Winking and smiling at him, he felt his heart working way too fast, like his feet on the accelerator pedal, unconsciously. But gladly you both arrived without any accident. And as you entered the dark apartment, the rest of the guys begin to sing the classic song, holding the cake with sparkly candles and wearing birthday hats.

It was very nice. The place was filled with balloons and there was food everywhere. Also pictures of you all together.

"C'mon, make a wish."

You looked at everyone's faces and closed your eyes, smiling and wishing silently to just keep being surrounded by such great people.

After blowing the candles and placing the cake at the table, you could thank them for the event.

"Did Wonshik told you that we were preparing this?"

Sanghyuk asked putting a hat on you.

"What? No! I didn't knew it at all."

Everyone looked at you and at Ravi. Hyuk laughed.

"You can't expect us to believe in this lie, Y/N."

Hongbin was offering you a drink.

"He did told me that he needed me tonight though."

Now it was the time that they got surprised, while Wonshik tried to cave a hole in the floor and get inside.

"Finally he did something about it! We were going crazy!"

Jaehwan smiled looking at you both.

"About it? About... what?"

Uh oh. Ravi shook his head behind you, meaning that he didn't revealed anything.

"What? Oh, let me ask you something. How old are you? Because your birthday is on february 29th. Do you have anniversaries only on leap years?"

You seriously couldn't understand how Jaehwan's mind worked, so you just laughed it off and started to eat, deciding what game you all should play.

"Before we play, you should open your gifts."

"Wait, did you guys bought me things?"

"Why wouldn't we?

Hakyeon placed a small envelop on your hands, which made you a little confused. What could be inside an envelop? Oh, yes, a vip ticket for your favorite band concert! You almost jumped to hug him tightly as soon as you saw the paper on your hands.

Then Leo gave you a paint, with your favorite art piece. That should be expensive, you practically didn't wanna even touch to not ruin it. But it was so beautiful, and so meaningful. You couldn't believe he remembered when you talked about this.

Jaehwan was the next one, and you could cry looking at that. He gave you an album with all of your pictures together, since the beginning of your friendship, and the cover was a map of how the stars were aligned when you were born.

Hongbin didn't forget how much you loved to travel and get to know different cultures, but since he couldn't just travel with you, he gave you an globe that could work as a lamp too, and you absolutely loved it.

Hyuk bought you some shirts that you were dying to have for a while but couldn't buy because the campaign had already ended. You didn't know how he purchase those beautiful clothes, but you were very grateful and ready to rock with your new outfit.

And lastly was Wonshik. Very excited to know about it, you opened the bag and saw a little velvet box. He was shy looking at you, and you gasped out loud seeing the rose gold necklace, having an Saturn's pendant, and with a part of the necklace passing through Saturn's ring, holding a star on the end. It was so lovely, made you speechless.

"Look inside the box."

You did as Ravi told. There was a message in there that made all your feelings come to the surface.

"I can feel no gravity. The thing that drags me in is only you."

You legit teared up. And having nothing to say, you just did the first thing that popped into your mind: pecked Wonshik's lips.

It was indeed a surprise, but you would cherish this memory for your entire life, no doubt.

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When They Take Care Of Their Pregnant Partner ~ Vixx Reaction

Your head shook as Haknyeon walked across to you with another cushion in his hand. “I don’t need any more you know.”

He placed the cushion down beside you anyway, tucking it into your side. “It’s better to have it here just in case you start getting uncomfortable with the bump through the night.”

“I can’t move for cushions all around me Haknyeon.”

He looked around your frame, nodding in agreement with you. “Maybe I might have grabbed a couple too many cushions for you to make you cosy.”

“You think,” you chuckled, “there’s hardly any room for you too.”

“I just want to make sure that you don’t get disturbed,” Haknyeon sighed softly, dropping down beside you. “I know what you’re like, you don’t like to say when you’re struggling.”

“How about we leave them just beside the bed?” You suggested, “that way if I need one, I can just reach for it?”

“If you want one, wake me to get it,” Haknyeon corrected, “other than that, I agree with you.”

“I reckon I can work with that offer.”

Leo:

Your eyes glanced back, sighing to yourself as you noticed Taekwoon just behind you. “Are you following me around?”

His head shook, although as you came face to face with Taekwoon, your head shook too. “I’m not following you, I guess I’m just making sure that you’re alright instead.”

“I’m pregnant, I can walk around just fine.”

A sigh came from Taekwoon too as he studied you closely. “I know now that you can, I just always feel better being with you, just in case anything happens.”

“Nothing will happen,” you smiled, “I’m being careful too.”

“You can never be one hundred percent certain though,” Taekwoon couldn’t help but reply, unable to shut the part of his brain down that was constantly worrying about you.

“Take a breath,” you instructed Taekwoon, “you know that if I feel like I need your help, then I’ll ask you for it too.”

“I guess I just want to be around,” he shrugged, “I always feel like I can be helpful for you.”

“And you already are too Taekwoon.”

Ken:

As another groan came from you, Jaehwan stopped what he was doing and looked at you. “I’m alright,” you told him.

His head shook as he walked across to where you were laid out on the bed. “You’re obviously not alright if you’re making that noise, what’s going on? What’s wrong?”

“The baby is just a bit restless right now.”

Straight away, Jaehwan laid down beside you, wrapping his arm around your waist. “I’ll try and get them to calm down and let you rest for a while.”

“You’re busy,” you told him. “You don’t need to do this.”

“I do if it helps you out Y/N,” Jaehwan quickly corrected, “what I’m doing isn’t really that important anyway, definitely not as important as the two of you are to me anyway.”

“Thank you,” you whispered back to Jaehwan as his hand moved around your tummy in circles to ease the pain.

“Anything,” he hummed in response, “you know that you can always count on me, don’t you?”

“Of course, you’re the best Jae.”

Ravi:

Your smile was wide as Wonsik got out of the bed and walked across to you. “Thank you,” you chuckled across to him.

His hands reached out and intertwined in with yours, “you’re lucky you’re pregnant otherwise I’d be so mad about you waking me up right now just to help you up.”

“It’s a hard job to do with a huge baby bump you know.”

“I know,” Wonsik agreed, counting down from three before pulling you up onto your feet so that you could get out of bed and head over to use the bathroom.

“Thank you,” you told him again, “I really appreciate it.”

“Do you need anymore help?” Wonsik asked you as you began to walk around the bedroom. “Do I need to wait in case you need some help getting back into the bed as well?”

“Getting back into bed is the fun bit,” you joked, “I can just drop down and roll onto my side and I’m tucked back in.”

“You’re impossible,” Wonsik grinned, “you’ve still got to be careful just dropping down Y/N.”

“Don’t worry, it’s all under control.”

Hyuk:

You couldn’t help but allow your smile to grow as an arm moved around your waist. “Are you alright?” You looked to Sanghyuk.

His head nodded in reply to you as the two of you walked, “I’m just holding onto your bump, it’s a bit busy around here and I don’t want for anyone to end up knocking you.”

“I’m pretty good at moving out of the way.”

Sanghyuk carried on nodding in agreement with you, “even if you can move, it’s better to be safe than sorry and have me holding onto your bump.”

“You’re cute,” you grinned, “you care so much about us.”

“Of course,” Sanghyuk smiled in reply to you, “you’re heavily pregnant, and you’ve got our baby in there too, there’s no way that I could just leave you to fend for yourself Y/N.”

“I appreciate it,” you mused back to Sanghyuk, “even though I probably like to be a bit stubborn sometimes.”

“It’s hard,” he agreed, “having to struggle and accept the help of others all of a sudden, right?”

“Exactly, it’s all so different.”

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gemini-writes-kpop · 6 years

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Part Two of Ravi’s fatherhood expansion! Part One here.

Contains fluff.

582 words.

You gripped Wonsik’s hand, bracing against another contraction. He breathed through it with you as you walked into the hospital together; his other hand occupied with trying to drag the stroller carrying your almost 2 year old son and opening the door for you, but you beat him to it, holding yourself up on the door as he pushed the stroller through. You had forgotten how much labor hurt and wondered how he had talked you into having another baby. You couldn’t resist his charms, sure, but two unplanned babies in a row seemed like a little much. You would try to remember to be more careful next time. He helped check you in at the front desk while you kept your son occupied. You asked him if he was ready to meet his brother, his large soft eyes gazing up at you with a vague stare; if he was, he didn’t let on. You managed to kiss the top of his head before gritting your teeth through another contraction, trying not to be a bother when you asked the attendant when you would be in a room. She assured you right away, bringing a wheelchair around for you, Wonsik following close behind with the stroller.

Wonsik paced in the hall. Why were both of his children so ornery? You had been in labor for 12 hours and counting, no sign of his second son coming any time soon. You had somehow fallen asleep despite the contractions, but he was too wound up. He sent his son home with his mother because the child was becoming fussy with nothing to do at the hospital, promising to call as soon as he had news. He was in the way of scrambling nurses, so he returned to the room, sitting on the side of the small hospital bed, patting the back of your hand. You still looked beautiful to him. He put his hand over your stomach, rubbing it gently, quietly asking the baby to hurry. He was ecstatic to be having two boys. You woke then, placing your hand over his, still on your stomach. He smiled at you, asking if you needed anything. You shook your head, wanting to be asleep again, because at least asleep the pains weren’t as bad. He leaned in to kiss your forehead, resting his against yours, closing his eyes.

You were finally home, tired but happy that you had your three boys with you. Your first son wanted to be with the baby all the time, causing some problems keeping him in his room at night and convincing him that the baby needed to eat without his help. Wonsik usually took him out of the house for short walks to keep him occupied so you could feed and bathe the baby without extra tiny hands trying to interfere. You were glad he already loved him; it made it easier when explaining he would be sticking around. Wonsik couldn’t get enough of him either: he had already written songs for his boys, and he was excited for the day they were old enough to hear them. He brought work home with him often to stay with you. He told you all the time how glad he was to have such a beautiful family with you. When your sons were older, you thought you might try one more time for a girl, but you would wait to tell him that before he jumped on the opportunity too soon.

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datk-popblog · 4 years

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Big Day

Request: I wanna see a Ravi Scenario proposed to you and also the wedding scene... T_T Get ready to cry because it is heartwarming and sweet and pure!! ~Queennie

Characters: Ravi(VIXX)//x-reader

Genre: Fluff

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“If I ever were to propose to you, Y/N, it’ll be something special,” Ravi smiles. You two were together for almost three years and you’re surprised he’s never popped the question to make you his; permanently. “Why do you keep asking? Do you think I won’t ever ask and we’ll just be boyfriend and girlfriend forever?” He laughs.

Maybe. You thought. Or you can lead me on and break my heart. You thought, again. Your mind kept clouding you with ‘what if’s’ as Ravi kept speaking.

“It’s not that I think that. I just thought you know...because we’re both ready for commitment,” You almost mumble, “You know, commitment with each other.” You added. He nodded and watched you plop and lay down on the couch. “I know what you’re saying, baby. My career just gets in the way of a lot. You know that.” You nod and give him a peck on his cheek. “I mean, in fact, you’ll never know.” Ravi shyly smiles and heads to the bathroom.

10 minutes went by and you were wondering where the actual fuck he went. Did he sneak out? Is he freaking out? Is he constipated? Yeah, he might just be constipated. Curious to know where he was, you got up and walked over to the bathroom. You stepped in something wet and looked down at the floor. You saw a trail of water lead down the hall, into your guy’s shared bedroom.

And there he was. Just like how you imagined. The room was filled with the scent of cherry with a mix of apple cinnamon. Almost like you were in a fresh candle store. Ravi stood in front of you with a huge bright smile. “It’s all for you,” He smiles, walked over to you and grabbed your hands. “It’s always been for you.” He finishes and kisses you. On the TV in the room, he played a short documentary of you and Ravi’s adventures as a couple. You were so intrigued into The screen you didn’t notice Ravi on his knee.

“Y/N,” You turn to him and back up in shock. You felt your eyes start to tremble and the tears started to fall. “It’s ironic, huh?” He giggles. “No, baby, of course not. It’s just how I imagined.” You reassure him. “Y/N, will you-“ “Yes! A hundred times yes!” You both smiled in excitement and kissed; which felt like for the longest time. Ravi slid the ring onto your finger and the new replacement of the cold ring on your finger felt amazing. It’s just how you wanted it.

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The big day soon came just four months after. After stressful planning, heated arguments, days apart from each other, and even bitter quietness. It was an adventure, but if it meant being Ravi’s girl forever; you were down for it.

“Boys, how do I look?” Ravi asked his groomsmen. Hongbin laughed and facepalmed. “We told you like a dozen times. You look good,” Leo smiles and the other boys nod. “Do you think it’s good enough for Y/N?” Ravi asks nervously. The boys groan in frustration and start chatting amongst themselves.

The reception happened all so quickly. You heard the people chatter from afar and heard Ravi’s voice from down the hall. You made a slight peek around the corner and he looked so handsome. You were mesmerized at the sight of him. “Y/N.” A voice said and scared you shitless. “Dad, you scared me oh my goodness.” You say and still have your hand to your heart.

Is it beating? Well at a time like this I’m surprised it is.

“It’s time, honey.” Your dad smiled and took your arm and intertwined it with his. You took the world’s biggest sigh and smiled.

The music played and it really hit you. I’m marrying the man of my dreams. You were walking down the aisle and saw Ravi’s direction dart to you. He started shaking and did a slight wave at you and smiled. You smiled and waved back.

Man, how did I get so lucky?

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⁂ Heavy (Ravi/Wonsik Kim)

Genre: Fluff ☁

Word Count: 808 ☁

Pairing: Female Reader x Ravi ☁

World: VIXX ☁

Author’s Note: This fic is about a woman’s period.

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You knew that the next week would be hell. You were on the plane to Japan with VIXX when your period started, despite not being due for another week. When you were younger, you had very heavy periods to the point that you had to be put on birth control to slow them down. For years, it helped and eventually, you stopped taking them. The past year, however, your body has slowly been returning to its heavy flow and the misery that came with it. The flight to Tokyo was only about two hours long, but in that time, you had to rush to the bathroom to change your feminine products several times. None of the boys realized what was wrong, and assumed that you were simply sick from the flight.

Ravi knocked on the bathroom door, his voice soft. “Baby? We’re gonna be landing soon, we have to get back to our seats.”

“Just a second,” you called as you stood up. You had to grab onto the wall to steady yourself as your head started to spin. With a groan, you quickly washed your hands and exited the bathroom. Ravi was waiting near the door, looking worried.

“Are you okay?”

You forced a smile. “I’m fine, I think I just ate something bad this morning.”

His brow furrowed, knowing that you hadn’t eaten anything that morning, but he kept his mouth shut and followed you back to your seat.

The plane landed and everyone started to file out. You did your best to keep up with the group as they walked fast through the airport. You suddenly felt a wave of dizziness come over you and you swayed. Everything blurred around you and the sounds melded together until it just became a low hum in the back of your brain. The last thing you saw was Leo turning around with wide eyes.

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Your eyes fluttered open, taking in the white popcorn ceiling. You rolled over, looking around the hotel room. Ravi’s bags and your own were sitting on the table.

The door clicked before sliding open. Ravi walked in carrying a bag of food from the nearby chicken place. “You’re awake,” he quickly dropped the food on the table before rushing over, sitting on the side of the bed. His hand found your forehead. “How are you feeling?”

“A little bit better,” you mumbled, glancing at the clock. “Wait… You should be at the show!”

He smiled, moving his hand to your cheek. “I couldn’t live with myself if I went to the show while you were alone and unconscious. You really had me worried… I still think I should take you to the hospital.”

“It’s not that serious, I promise.”

“What is it?” He paused, sending you a look. “And don’t tell me you are something bad.”

“My period started on the plane.” You sighed, “It’s really heavy this month. I guess my body couldn’t handle it.”

Ravi frowned, “Well, you don’t have to worry. I’m going to wait on you hand and foot!”

“That’s really not necessary, Wonsik. I’ll be okay.”

“Nonsense,” he waved you off. “Are you hungry?”

“Starving,”

He grabbed the food off the table and sat down across from you. “Is there anything I can buy you to help?”

“I have some Advil in my bag. It slows the blood flow. Long-term, though, I’ll have to go to the doctor and get back on birth control.” Ravi frowned. “Do you not like the idea?”

“It’s not that I don’t like it,” he pouted. “How can we have kids if you’re on birth control?”

You giggled, your heart skipping a beat. “Isn’t it a bit too early for kids?”

“It’s never too early~” He smiled at you. “But if it’ll help you feel better, I support it.”

“It’s only for a little while until my body regulates, and then I can stop taking it again.” You informed before taking a bite of chicken.

Ravi stood up and grabbed your bag, bringing it over to you. Although he knew you trusted him, he felt it was disrespectful to go through your bag.

“Thank you,” you unzipped it, reaching into the small compartment on the side and taking out the bottle of pills. He handed you a bottle of water from the mini-fridge. “Hopefully these will get to work. Are you sure you won’t get into trouble for skipping?”

“Don’t worry about me, baby. You’re the most important thing,” He leaned in, his lips ghosting over yours. “I love you so much. You’re my world.”

“I love you too,” you closed the distance, capturing his lips with yours. You could feel his love and adoration pouring into the kiss and you felt your heart racing. Maybe having a heavy period wasn’t too bad if it meant being fussed over by such a wonderful boyfriend~

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