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itsbeeble · 1 year

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Adoration

Summary: Though you’ve only been together a few months, you and Wonwoo are completely starstruck by each other. It really shows tonight.

Genre: Suggestive, more plot than usual, fluff (this is really soft until the end mostly), angst if you really think about it

WC: ~2.9k

Pairing: Jeon Wonwoo x gn!reader (reader wears make up, but no specifics toward gender were implied)

Warnings: Making out, Wonwoo is a huge simp in this tbh, pet names (my love, reader calls wonwoo nonu sometimes if that counts), marking

Notes: this was supposed to be like 700 words max but I got a lil carried away and here we are. This is based off something I saw on here but I can’t remember what it is so if I find it I’ll rewrite this!

part 2 here!

It’s been 45 minutes since Wonwoo got to your apartment.

45 minutes of him sitting on the edge of your bed, leaning back on his hands while he watches you get ready for the date he has planned for you two. Granted, he did show up an hour before he was supposed to. He was nervous though. This was the first time he’d ever been in your apartment and he didn’t quite know what he was supposed to do. The two of you had been seeing each other for a few months. A few months of simple dates: movie theaters, breakfast at the diner near your apartment, coffee when the two of you were free. Sure, he took you out to dinner. But he hadn’t taken you anywhere too fancy yet, and that was what tonight was for.

Right now, however, the date is the last thing on his mind. He’s completely entranced by you as you do your hair and your makeup. He knows his jaw is partially open, knows that he’s been staring for far too long but you’re just so pretty and he doesn’t at all mind that his arms are getting sore.

“I’m sorry I’m taking so long.” You glance at him through your mirror, a small pout on your lips as you put away your mascara. He just smiles at you.

“Don’t be sorry,” Wonwoo reassures. “I like watching you.” He watches you become flustered, a small smile lifting on his face when you hurriedly put on your lipstick to finish off your look. He knows you’re rushing because of him, but he wishes you wouldn’t. He wanted to watch you a bit longer.

He watches you rise from your chair and he sits up, tilting his neck to crack it a bit.

“How do I look?” You do a little spin, showing off your look. Wonwoo eyes you up and down, that same starstruck smile on his lips as he does. The heat rises back to your cheeks and you begin to mess with the edge of your blouse.

“You look stunning, my love.” Wonwoo reaches his hand out for you. “C’mere.” You shuffle toward him, your house slippers sliding easily against the carpet below you. You take his hand and he pulls you to him to stand between his legs. He’s staring up at you from the rounded glasses that sit on his nose, his hands now resting on your waist and your arms are on his shoulders.

Wonwoo’s looking at you like you put the stars in the sky, and that alone makes you more nervous than the day you met him at the coffee shop across from your workplace. You play with the hairs at the nape of his neck, trying to distract yourself from how he’s looking at you, but you can’t help it.

“You’re so pretty,” Wonwoo murmurs, rubbing circles into your waist with his thumbs.

“You’re pretty too…” Your voice is quieter than his, your nerves eating away at you, and he smiles before leaning up to you. He’s centimeters away from you, his gaze dancing across your face. Your hair falls from where you had tucked it behind your ears and forms a curtain around the two of you. His lips twitch upwards at your shy comment, and he bumps your nose with his own.

“Can I kiss you, my love?” He brings one of his hands to your cheek and you lean into it. Lean into him. You nod, and he exhales quietly.

The kiss is slow to start. Neither of you is very affectionate people in public. You’re not cold to anyone or each other, just more reserved. This means that you hadn’t shared many kisses these past few months. Not that it was bad, of course.

Wonwoo pulls away from you just a bit to give you some breathing room, ready to tell you that the two of you should get going. You don’t let him speak, and you press your lips back to his. His hand is still resting on your cheek, thumb brushing over it gently as his lips move carefully over yours.

You know you should probably, but his lips are just so addicting. Every time Wonwoo pulls away from you, you chase his lips. He’s still smiling against your lips, fully aware of the effect he has on you. Your tongue pushes out gently, swiping along his lower lip and he inhales quietly but sharply. He allows you in, his tongue poking at your own but he lets you lead the kiss for the most part.

“Y/n,” he mumbles against your lips, moving his hand to grip your chin loosely between two fingers. He pulls back and this time you can’t fight against him. “My love, we have to get going if we want to make our reservation and you and I both know how you’ve been looking forward to this.” You frown and Wonwoo presses another soft kiss against your lips. “C’mon, baby. Go get your shoes and we’ll get going.”

The drive to the restaurant is long and excruciating. You can’t help the butterflies in your stomach while you watch Wonwoo drive, his hand gripping the steering wheel loosely with one hand while the other plays with your fingers on the center console. It’s your turn to stare at him. Him in his fitted black turtle neck and black slacks. Him in his rounded glasses with his hair that looks far too soft for you to not be allowed to play with it right now.

“If you keep staring at me,” he squeezes your hand tightly and you purse your lips. “I’m going to have to turn the car around, my love.”

“Would that be so bad, Wonwoo?” He smirks a bit but doesn’t respond for a moment. He just moves his hand out of your own and to your thigh. Your body tenses, your back straightens, and the butterflies in your stomach become more like a zoo. His fingers squeeze lightly at your skin, but he doesn’t push any further than that. Whether it’s respect or he’s simply teasing you, you can’t help the small ache within you, crying out for him to touch you.

“No,” he finally says. “No, it wouldn’t.”

Oh.

Oh no.

When you’re finally in the restaurant, sat at a little booth in the corner per Wonwoo’s request, he makes it a point to sit right next to you instead of across. The tension from the car seems to have disappeared as soon as you sat down, and the two of you begin with light small talk. Talking about your weeks, how work has been since you last saw each other. Simple conversation to keep you busy until your food has been ordered. As you talk, you notice that he’s still got that look in his eyes.

He’s still completely starstruck by you, and the more you realize it the more nervous you get and the more his smile widens.

“Nervous, my love?” He takes a sip of the drink in front of him, his arm thrown around the back of the seat and his body turned mostly toward you.

“No,” You deny, but the more you deny it the less you believe yourself. “Not at all.” He chuckles at the smile you flash him.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, absolutely.” You know he sees right through your little lies, but you’re glad he doesn’t mention it again.

Dinner and dessert. That’s all you have to get through and then you’ll have Wonwoo to yourself again. So long as you can both hold off for that long, at least. Since your entrées came out, Wonwoo’s been looking at you with an expression you can’t quite read. His eyes are darker, but maybe it’s just the lighting.

“You know,” he leans toward you a bit and you blink rapidly. Your dessert spoon is held loosely in your hand, balancing delicately above some cake that you’d both decided on sharing. “You’re so pretty, my love.”

“So you’ve told me.” You try to keep the nerves out of your voice but it’s hard when he looks like he wants to eat you alive.

“And now I’m telling you again.” He shrugs and takes your spoon out of your hand. He taps it against the side of the plate, thinking for a moment.

“You look lost in thought, Nonu.” You tilt your head and gaze at him curiously. “Are you okay?” Wonwoo chuckles and shakes his head. Then he nods.

“I’m perfect, my love. Absolutely perfect.” The spoon dips into the cake before you and he’s rising before the spoon reaches his mouth. “Let’s get out of here.”

The tension from the ride to the restaurant has returned. Wonwoo seems tenser than you had been, and that’s making you nervous. You can’t help but wonder if you did something wrong at some point during the night. Wonder if something happened and you just didn’t pick up on it. As much as you think back, there’s not a single thing that you can find that might have upset him.

Wonwoo has both his hands on the steering wheel, gripping it tightly as he stares at the road. You don’t understand. Everything had been going so smoothly, and as soon as you both left the restaurant and got in his car, he’d stopped talking. Stopped interacting with you.

“Nonu?” Your voice is quiet, cutting through the silence of the car. He glancest you, eyes the way you’re turned completely toward him in your seat.

“Sit back down, my love.” The usage of the pet name makes you relax, but not a lot.

“Something’s wrong, right?” He doesn’t respond, so you press the topic a bit more. “Did I do something wrong?”

“What?” You can see his brows knitting together and you nervously bit at your lip.

“Well…you’ve been really quiet and tense since we left the restaurant and I figured that, well, maybe I’d done something wrong…?” Your voice trails off and Wonwoo bites the inside of his cheek.

“You didn’t— I’m just—” Wonwoo sighs and turns into your apartment complex, parking in one of the guests spaces and shutting off the engine. Your eyes are wide with nerves and shock, and he grabs one of your hands. “C’mere, my love.” He pats his thigh and waits for you to realize what he’d asked. There’s a blush on your cheeks as you climb over the central console rather clumsily and place your legs on either side of him. Your hands are sitting in your lap and he takes them into his own.

“If I did something wrong,” you mumble, “please tell me—”

“You did nothing wrong, my love.” Wonwoo squeezes your hands tightly in his own and sighs. “I’m sorry I made you feel like that.”

“S’okay.” You smile at him and tilt your head. “What’s got you so tense, then?” He hums and runs his hands up and down your arms and pulls you just a little closer.

“I just…” His voice trails off when he locks eyes with you. This whole night he’d been restraining from repeating what happened in your apartment. He didn’t want to push you too far too fast, but with the way you’re looking at him… though the look is of pure innocence, he can’t help but want to kiss you until neither of you can breathe. “It’s not important, my love. I promise I didn’t intend to come off as tense.” You don’t believe him, and he knows that, but you nod and lean forward to place a small kiss on his cheek.

“As long as you’re okay…” His nose brushes against your cheek as he moves to look you in the eyes again, your faces now centimeters apart. Your cheeks flare red at the pure adoration in his eyes. “Can…” you clear your throat, fidgeting on his lap. You feel his body tense up and your stomach begins to do somersaults. “Can I kiss you?”

The man under you doesn’t give you a verbal response. He takes his glasses off to set them down in the cupholders, lest they poke one of you in the eye. His lips find yours in a matter of moments afterward. The kiss is similar to the one in your apartment, paced slowly by him even though all you want is for him to kiss you harder. Faster. Wonwoo’s hands are settled on your thigh and on your waist, his grip tightening and loosening periodically as the kiss continues. Your arms are wrapped fully around his shoulders, pulling him closer and closer.

When your tongue pushes at his lower lip, he doesn’t open up for you. You can feel the smirk on his face though your eyes are closed and you can’t see him. Your tongue retracts back into your mouth, not quite willing to push his limits at the moment. A split second later, however, his tongue is pushing its way past your lips. You inhale sharply, your mouth opening just a bit. Just enough for his tongue to slip into your mouth. Your own pushes back, and the kiss becomes something neither of you expected it to. It’s sloppy and wet and desperate and neither of you wants to pull away.

The first time you suck on his tongue while it’s in your mouth, Wonwoo lets out a low groan that has your body shuddering. The next time, he pulls away from you, his eyes dark with an emotion you hadn’t seen before, but now recognize as lust. He doesn’t say anything as he looks at you, but the hand on your waist slides up to rest under your jaw. Your wavered breaths falter when he squeezes your jaw, your mouth opening and releasing a quiet whine that has him twitching in his slacks.

“So pretty, my love.” Wonwoo coos, his lips crushed against yours just moments later. It’s a bit harder for you to kiss him back when he’s got your jaw in an iron grip, making it so all you can do is swirl your tongue around his and let him kiss you. The whole situation has your eyes rolling back, your spine arching into him, and your core aching.

The lipstick you’d worked so hard to keep nice throughout the dinner has been smeared all across your lips and rubbed onto Wonwoo’s own. He doesn’t mind, though. He doesn’t mind one bit because he’d been thinking about this since the moment you first kissed him at the edge of your bed.

Wonwoo’s tongue licks at the roof of your mouth, flicks against the tip of your tongue, and traces every single centimeter of your wet cavern that he can reach before he’s releasing your jaw and you’re finally able to return his…affection. He barely gives you the chance, much to your dismay, before he’s tracing his lips along your jaw and placing kisses against the side of your neck. Those kisses become harsher and harsher the lower he goes, stopping at your collarbone and pushing you back a bit so he can undo the first few buttons of your dress shirt and place kisses against the skin of your chest. One of your hands tangles in his hair, the other gripping the fabric of his turtleneck, holding him against you while breathy moans bubble in your throat.

The kisses he places are unlike anything you’d received before. He sucks and bites at the skin under his mouth until there are dark purple marks beginning to form before he runs his tongue over them and places softer, sweeter kisses over each one to soothe the ache that’s been created. He’s rough, but still gentle with you. He supports your back so you don’t hit the steering wheel, and pulls your shirt up just enough to keep you somewhat covered due to the fact that you’re still in his car. A car with tinted windows, but he doesn’t want to risk anything in such a public area.

“Is this…” Your voice is high-pitched, gasps and whines interrupting you as he continues to suck marks into as many places as he can reach. “Is this why— fuck— why you were— were so tense— oh god, Nonu—” Your lover uses one hand to tilt your head, nipping your earlobe and sucking a mark into the skin just beneath your ear. He hums when you finish you’d struggled so hard with.

“Maybe.” There’s amusement in his voice and Wonwoo trails his lips back up your neck and pulls away from you completely.

That look is in his eyes again as he gazes over the art he placed on your skin. Hickeys litter your chest, your collarbones, and your neck. Some of them are easily hidden, some of them are not which makes his heart swell with pride. Your hair is in complete disarray, and your shirt has fallen down completely on one side. Your lipstick is completely smeared across your lips, cheek, and chin from how furiously he’d been kissing you.

“I’m gonna have to show up to work like this tomorrow.” You pout at his while he helps you fix your shirt, doing all the buttons and adjusting the collar. He smiles and pulls you down to place a gentle kiss on your lips. You have his glasses in your hand when he pulls away from them, and he closes his eyes while you push them up his nose.

“It’s awfully bold, my love,” he runs his thumb across your cheek again and leans up until his lips are right next to your ear, “that you’ll be able to leave the apartment by the time I’m done with you.”

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blue-jisungs · 6 months

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hi axe! hope you’re doing okay!

i was wondering, if you could recommend/assign one of your fics to each of your moots, which ones would you choose?

take care!

ONGOMTOMEHWOWNWKSJQKWKWKW IM WAS DOINT GOOD BUT NOW IM DOING BETTER BC ANON RHIS IS SUCH A CUTE IDEA WHAAAAT :((( TYSM ILY MWAH !!!!!!! i tried to do most of my moots but im so so sorry if u dont see urself here :(

@slytherinshua zanna zanzan.. you would be [6:27am] , so a huening kai timestamp! i know its short :( but its so soft and peacful, it kinda just has ur vibes?? the piano, kai himself, the sleepyness hehe.... and it was my first ever timestamp so if we wanna get philosophical,, it could also symbolise the fact i was ur 1st followed blog (ill never shut up abt this bye)

@l3visbby mother ud be......... leg day with changbin. im so biased but. but. its goofy, a lil suggestive but also the comfort of it just reminds me of u hehe

@planetkiimchi mattress testing with jisung!!! it was one of my first works w ji (so its also kinda cringey, i apologise) but its so sweet tbh, just like u hehe plus that sillyness hehehehe

@fairyhaos are we surprised i gave u a joshua fic? absolutely not. sunday morning... is so soft :") and the coffee shop au too <//3 its so joshu coded lets be real.... but kinda, so are you? all gentle and so so sweet... can be scary too but pffff rare occurence

@weird-bookworm lol kyky.... arguing about paying with bts!!! its one of the silliest things ive wrote lol so it fits ur tricky, gremlin-y personality heheheeh

@mirxzii okay i know its kinda boring since it was ur req... but its just so... you,, yknow? speaking your native language in their presence with seventeen because you love languages,, and the piece just has a special place in my heart (just like u)

@etherealyoungk again im so so biased w this one ... but! not yet, a hoshi imagine </3 its so sweet actually (pt2 too hehe), and and my first ever hoshi fic :( the mc is smart and reasonable (like u) wheres we also have a cute and lil drunk and very much whipped tiger...!!! hoshi is hoshing and thats so skye.

@ddeonudepressions them flirting with you at the game caterers2022 with enha!!! its silly goofy and filrty... like u............ also i miss u pls come home the kids miss u too

@malarign very much inspired by ur last message but LE(t's) GO with heeseung !!!!!!!!!!!! the playful vibes = you frfr!!! and its so so bf coded i think ud enjoy it!!!

@enluv sigh cocour me n ur love for father figures made me thnk ant this onme deeply so i eventually decided on old people activities with the one and only namjoon!! its my fav thing ive wrote for him, and its :( idk i had fun writing it and so do i when im talking to u teehee

@rubywonu okay this one is a lil,, more like comfort but ?? childish joy with nonu my beloved.... this fic has a special place in my heart (so do u teehee) but also,, i feel the vibes kinda fit u :")

@wheeboo rania.... rania rania rania......... i was thinking of giving u some angst (which i dont really have but lets ignore that) BUT then it clicked. soup&&confession with jeonghan! its a bit angsty,hurt2comfort, nursing, e2l.... whatt do u want more!!!! and also jeonghan himself reminds me of u ?? (mischievous but also somehow an angel pffff)

@wqnwoos okay listen i always feel amazed by hana's works so i can only recommend a fic thats good (i think) and that i actually like LMAO so that would be infinity w vamp!wonu :D its kinda dramatic lol but im proud of this one hehe

@hannieheartuu YLLI !!!! i wanted to recommend a chan fic bc, haha,, hes a maknae and u r younger than me aha,, ha,, and u also have the same vibes BUT. buut. theres a dk fic that i really love and its kinda silly but i feel like its not getting enough recognition LMAO so!! dokyeom junior the seventh teehee

@icyminghao noelle. u r getting one of my favs !!! zzz... with taehyun <3 itsSDFGHJDRFTGYHUHGFDS i love it. im so humble i know but its really great :D the soft sleepy vibes :(( i think ud like it!!

@txt-yaomi okay i kinda... struggled. but lemme explain my thought process: you remind me of yeonjun -> yeonjun is flirty -> no napkins (no problem). boom. amzaing, i know. its short but hes so...... sigh. i love him.

@eternalgyu hannie u remind me of niki so amongst my um library for this goofy guy ive chosen y/n's protection squad which is like one of the most chaotic things i wrote for him lol!! chaotic and mischievous ... like u >:)

#anon i love u #ill smooch ur forehead for this #it was SO FUN HELLO??#axe's fun corner

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bbugyu · 3 years

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hi i think ur really swell and i love you lots can you write an essay on why wonwoo would sing really cute love songs to you as you fall asleep (maybe frank sinatra idk) ok i hope youre having the bestest day ily mwah

AGSHSHSHAHS I GOTCHU BABY this isn’t an essay but it is me being deep in my soft nonu feels

as we all know, wonwoo is a certified sucker for a ballad. he’s such a hopeless romantic. he loves a simple love song. motherfucker would absolutely sing along to nice n easy any time it played. he’s probably got a playlist of ratpack hits that he hums along to while doing menial shit around the house with his sweet deep tone DHFJDSFD

but while you’re trying to sleep???? i imagine you haven’t been sleeping well for a while because you haven’t been able to sleep over and you got too used to having him around. and he’s worried about you. he can tell you’re exhausted and even though he’s not tired at all, he climbs into bed with you and pulls the covers up to your chin and you just curl up and your hand is gripping his tee. he’d be laying next to you, head propped up on his hand as he ran his other hand over your hair and face just watching you and quietly singing. he doesn’t know all the words but he knows the important parts and hums the melody when he doesn’t know the lyrics.

“in other words,” he sings quietly, hand dropping to where yours is holding his shirt. “hold my hand.” your eyes are closed but you smile softly, not quite asleep but completely unable to open your eyes. “in other words,” he continues, bringing your hand to his lips and kissing your knuckles gently.

“baby, kiss me.”

and you just pry your eyes open and look up at him, your lids heavy from lack of sleep and too much work. he just drops his cheek off his own hand, leaning down to press kisses to your forehead, and all you can do is sigh happily and wrap your arms around him to cuddle him properly, listening to his sweet voice as you drift away.

it’s the best you’ve sleeped in a month.

#ㅠㅠ #NONNUUUUUUU #hes sodhjkHSFHSKJDF #wonton #wonwoo imagines #ask #babiemingoo #thanks krys <3 #svt hc

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bbugyu · 4 years

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Hi! I just read your Hannie one shot and it was so good!!! Can I request a college!wonwoo? I’m a sucker for fluff 🥺💕

yes yes yes yes wonwoo is the perfect beautiful boy to project my domestic love onto!!!

glow + jeon wonwoo

whatever you need the duct tape for, wonwoo is always down to help you.

wc.780 | fluff, gets a lil steamy, uni!au, established relationship, gn reader, is your roommate skz hyunjin or loona hyunjin? up to u!, nonu being a supportive bf, blanket fort love

this is truly just a drabble because i am brain dead LMFAO i didn’t mean to set an unattainable precedent by posting increasingly long fics i just get carried away easily i hope this is ok

“…you wanna build a blanket fort?”

you stared back at wonwoo, a pillow in your arms and your desk chair already positioned by the foot of your bed as support. there was a blanket tacked high into the wall draping over your bed, the beginnings of a cozy structure. "yeah, why else would i ask you to bring duct tape?"

he looked at the roll in his hand, thinking about how frantic you had sounded over the phone when you asked him if he had any. "i figured you finally needed my help disposing of a body."

"not yet," you joked, throwing the pillow onto your chair for the moment in favor of grabbing wonwoo's hand and pulling him towards you. the small amount of floor space in your dorm was covered in building supplies for said fort, and he laughed as he stepped over the extra blankets you had pulled out from above the closet, planting a kiss on your lips. you put your fists on your hips, looking around at the damage you had done. "we have half an hour before hyunjin gets out of class."

he looked at you. "you have a death wish?"

you exhaled, stressed, pushing your hands to your temples. "i need you to just say, 'yes, captain. where do i start, captain.'"

wonwoo laughed. "yes, captain, where do i start, captain?"

that made you smile, and you brushed your hair back to reassess what your progress was. "i was thinking about using my umbrella as the wall, but i needed duct tape to attach blankets to it."

"oh," he looked at you, eyebrows raised. "you're a genius?"

"i know, right? i even used sanitizer wipes." you grabbed the bright red stadium umbrella you exclusively used to attend footie games. "i was gonna put my laptop in there, too, so we can watch movies." you stepped up onto your bed, placing the umbrella against the long edge of your mattress, lifting the blanket over it. "help me?"

wonwoo pulled a long strip of tape off the roll, ripping it with his teeth. "on it, captain."

after anchoring the umbrella with pillows and perhaps a concerning amount of duct tape, you managed to get the blanket to drape over it in a way that satisfied you, then tied the free corner to the next blanket. the project required more tacks, more pillows, and feeding your laptop cord under the umbrella so it could reach an outlet.

"it's too hot," wonwoo had announced, laying flat on his back on your bed, staring at the blanket ceiling. you dug in your desk drawer and crawled in, plugging the little usb powered fan into your laptop. you grinned victoriously at your solution, and wonwoo laughed, pulling you into his chest.

you liked being in the fort, with the sunlight from the window glowing red through an umbrella filter, even if the movie you had put on immediately got ignored.

"the fan doesn't work," he said, after flipping you onto your back and nudging your jaw out of his way as he kissed your neck. "it's still too hot in here."

"maybe you should take off your shirt," you joked, giggling with him when he chuckled against your throat.

"didn't you say hyunjin gets out of class soon?"

you felt around for your phone, checking it quickly. "we have fifteen minutes."

with the confirmation of what had to be plenty of time, wonwoo pushed his hands under your shirt and pulled you up off the bed enough to help you get your shirt off, making you giggle at his eagerness. in all fairness, you had both been pretty unavailable for a while, and in the wake of midterms, you actually had an afternoon to spend time together. when you had called him, he was sitting at a friend's place, blank faced while brainstorming for lyrics. now, seeing you in the soft light of a blanket fort that you had insisted needed to be built, his mind overflowed with bars of poetry, the description of your beauty and whimsy spilling from his brain.

he whipped his shirt off and you admired how his chest felt under your soft fingertips as he shovelled a hand under you, lips against yours. he brushed his fingers across your cheek, tucking it behind your neck as he kissed you, soft and deliberately. his kiss felt like a loving whisper against your lips, like he was admitting something he shouldn't. like he was telling you a secret about how much he adored you under him. but wonwoo had never hidden how he felt about you, and he wasn't sure he would ever be able to.

#cute!#wonton #jeon wonwoo imagines #jeon wonwoo scenarios #seventeen fluff #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #wonwoo imagines #wonwoo scenarios #wonwoo fluff #i wrote dis

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