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#wonwoo blurbs
milfgyuu · 6 months
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Wonwoo knows he can be a little aloof at times and he doesn’t mean to be. It’s just too easy to get lost in his head and his work so he really tries to focus on the little things. He refills your tea when it’s empty. Covers you with a blanket when you fall asleep on the couch, taking an extra minute to watch your even breathing and kiss your hair. He holds your hand in the car and he always touches you as he walks by, just to remind you that he’s here even when he’s not able to be fully present. There are short handwritten notes left all over the house. Some practical like “grabbing milk after work” and some more intimate like the one left stuck to the lamp on your bedside table, “I’ll be thinking about you all day. Dinner tonight, making reservations. I love you, xx” 🖤
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24carathoney · 2 months
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Gamer boy Wonwoo thoughts? Sfw and NSFW 👀. Same anon btw Sorry if I'm bombarding you.
A/N: I loves me a fellow gamer 🤩 I hope this is what you wanted.
Gamer boy Wonwoo who enjoys your presence regardless of what games he's playing. You don't need to hold his hand or demand cuddles from him, just you sitting with him while he enjoys something he loves, makes his heart swell to the size of a watermelon. He wouldn’t hesitate to let you play games with him, even if you suck. He'll do his best to teach you the ropes and be your biggest cheerleader when you get a kill or do the objective. He even ends up buying you your own pc setup. Probably the same as his but just different colors that suit your aesthetic so you two can be the best gamer couple to all your friends. 
Gamer boy Wonwoo who will buy you every skin or cosmetic you like. See a skin you like on Fortnite? He'll gift it to you. Need currency for Overwatch? He's going to buy you the pack with the most. Call of duty bundle? Done and done. I can see him getting matching skins and cosmetics because he thinks it's cute. Not that you mind.
Gamer boy Wonwoo who has no problem eating you out in his gaming chair. Games over and you're both in the mood? He doesn't hesitate to have you spread out for him while getting on his knees. Pussy on full display, legs over the arms of his chair, tongue lapping at your wet cunt, pulling the most sinful sounds from your pretty little mouth. Leaves hickeys all over your thighs and hips with your hands pulling at his dark locs. 
“Fuck it feels so good.” You were breathless as his tongue circled your clit at a quick pace, prepared to pull your second orgasm from you. Your legs started to get sore from sitting far apart for so long. Catching you off guard you gasped when he gripped your thighs, pulling them over his shoulders instead. 
His sucking and slurping sounds did nothing but intensify the building of your release in the pit of your stomach. His grip tightened around your hips, pulling you closer to his tongue as you shut your eyes, letting your orgasm wash over you. He coaxed you through your high, making sure not a drop was wasted as you rocked against his face, his tongue lapping at you until you slumped back into the chair. He gives your leg a soft squeeze before sitting up with your arousal dripping down his chin. “Feel better?”
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fairyhaos · 7 months
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hi! i hope you’re having a great day so far and I love your work!
could you please write a f1/racer blurb with wonwoo?
thank you <3 🌷
racing driver!wonwoo, huh?
racing driver!wonwoo who is an incredibly formidable force out on the track, who's been through so many scrapes and bumps and horrifying moments, but manages to come out of it on top all the time.
racing driver!wonwoo who sees right through reporters' bullshit, who speaks out on his insta lives about prejudiced commentaries, who is perfectly calm and polite during interviews and nothing like the menace he is during races. he smiles at uncomfortable questions, gives practiced answers about his profession to them, but is always so sweet and humble with his fans.
racing driver!wonwoo whose black gloves have become a staple of his outfit, even when he's off the track, and in the summer when he doesn't have the black leather over his hands, then he has the sleeves of his shirts and sweaters tugged over them instead.
racing driver!wonwoo who tells people when they ask that yes, he has a significant other, and yes, they're very happy together, but no, he won't say any more than that. and he can't help but smile whenever he talks about you.
but also, racing driver!wonwoo who only ever shows his entire self to the people he trusts- and especially you, who he trusts most in the world, who runs into his arms at the end of his most important race, kissing him full on the lips in front of all the people and all the cameras.
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cheolcam · 3 months
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꒰♡꒱ avisos: objetificação, dollification, exibicionismo, menção à lágrimas, hard!dom wonwoo, voyeur!mingyu, sexo sem proteção, repost do blog antigo.
pensando em ser a namoradinha bimbo do mingyu, e ele simplesmente oferecer uma noite com você pro wonwoo de presente...
o aniversário do jeon foi ontem, e mingyu disse que daria o presente dele hoje.
assim que mingyu te contou a ideia você ficou animada, mas não sabia se wonwoo ia aceitar, na verdade você nunca sabe o que esperar dele, mas mingyu riu e disse que cuidaria disso.
mingyu te deixou toda arrumadinha, escolheu sua roupa, fez sua maquiagem e cuidou do seu cabelo.
se sentou no sofá e colocou você no colo dele, te dizendo pra ser uma boa garota, até o wonwoo chegar e te ver toda produzida pra ele. "pode fazer o que quiser com ela, hyung, só para se ela disser a safe word." mingyu diz isso pronto para ir embora e deixar vocês sozinhos no apartamento.
"senta aí mingyu, quero que você veja eu comendo a sua princesa..." e sorri.
você sabia que ia ser diferente do que com mingyu, os toques de wonwoo, primais. ele não liga de ouvir seus choramingos, ele até sorri quando ele vê as lágrimas molhando o seu rostinho.
ele amou te comer de quatro, ouvir sua voz abafada pelo tecido, segurar seu cabelo e obrigar você a fazer contato visual com mingyu e gemer o nome dele.
mas nada se compara a hora que você praticamente implorou pra ele gozar dentro. podemos dizer que wonwoo espera ganhar esse presente mais vezes.
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holdinbacksecrets · 2 years
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Hi hi
Hope you’re doing good!
I read your hoshi boyfriend headcanons and they are so adorable and heart fluttering, I was hoping if I could request one for wonwoo and mingyu ( technically these are two requests but I just love your writing so much I can’t hold back sorry 😭)
- Taylor Swift anon
hello ts! thank you. i hope you're doing well too🖤
thank you for reading the soonyoung boyfriend things🥺 and sharing kind words! another anon requested mingyu as well, so i will be posting wonwoo's here! boyfriend things: wonwoo edition
♡tapes encouraging notes or your favorite words of affirmation around your apartment, but he throws in some funny lines too bc it’s important to hear your own laughter. his father told him it’s good for the soul
♡your favorite author is hosting a book signing downtown, and he takes you. at first, you’re too shocked to approach her, but he squeezes your hand and pulls out the bulleted list of talking points you wrote down the night before, smiling. “i promise she’ll find it endearing”
♡he takes you to the countryside to practice driving, and you end up seated criss-crossed in your spacious trunk with your head in his lap and random thoughts on your tongue
♡he joins you for the lunch you planned with your dad. he wasn’t supposed to go, but your hands were shaking as you stood in front of the bathroom mirror fixing your hair. you hadn’t seen your father in five years, but he was in the city on a business trip. your mother passed along your phone number. he holds your hand the entire time and talks when he notices the energy has left your eyes, which isn’t easy for him. he’s quieter than you, but knows what you need, can feel it too
♡you lay on the bed while he plays video games, falling asleep to the sound of remote clicking and his voice speaking into the headset, sharing words with meanings you don’t understand in this context. he’ll have to teach you, but later. you’re exhausted. as a dream nearly consumes you, you promise yourself to ask for a lesson once you’re well-rested
♡there’s a shop with notebooks, bound in vegan leather, and you go together twice a year when it’s time for a new one. the bedroom bookshelf is filled with your collections. his are all black while yours are grey
♡he asks for your opinion when he’s making difficult decisions. he asks you to listen when thoughts are overflowing and sifting through them alone feels overwhelming. you always make it visual, and seeing them written in your handwriting is not only helpful but comforting. it’s a reminder that he’s not alone, that it’s ok to rely on someone he loves and trusts
♡sometimes when he’s especially exhausted after a long day, he finds you after slipping off his shoes and lays down with his head in your lap. he reaches for your hand, guiding your fingers to his hair. he told you once it’s something he looks forward to. sometimes the thought alone makes him smile to himself. he never noticed until joshua asked
♡there’s one blue journal on your dresser, reserved for dreams. at the end of every month, it’s taken off the shelf, and you make a whole night out of sharing them. it’s created inside jokes. it’s left you blushing. it’s brought you closer. it’s made life sweeter
♡“is it strange to admit i appreciate the sky more when i’m admiring it with you? i want to point out clouds that resemble ladybugs. i want to pinch the moon between my fingers and blow its dust on your cheek. i want to text you in the mornings with distance and ask for a picture of the sky as if it’s my i love you.”
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sweetkpopmusings · 9 months
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how they feel before they know it's love with seventeen <3
a/n: i'm genuinely obsessed with "i don't understand but i luv u" like i have been listening nonstop since it dropped and i cannot get enough <333 i thought it'd be cute to do a lil post somewhat inspired by the song, so here it is !! i hope you find some comfort in the sweetness of these :,-) pics not mine~
content: fluff, sentimental and cute vibes only | wc: 2.6k | warnings: none really! | pairing: seventeen x gn!reader | requests: open
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seungcheol♡‧₊˚
seungcheol, as a leader, knows how to step back and support his members, even when it comes to holding back what he wants to say to let the others continue the excited conversation. with you, it was an entirely different story. it’s not that he ever spoke over you–he would never dream of such a thing–but he talked with you nonstop. there was an effortless exuberance in your conversations because he knew that you’d always listen to him. anything, truly anything, that popped into seungcheol’s head was something he wanted to share with you. sometimes he worried that he was annoying you with his endless chatter, but speaking his mind to you was instinctive. he wanted to share every one of his thoughts and perspectives with you because he wanted you to have all of him. every word he said to you was filled with a deep desire to share himself with you. the vulnerability that flowed through each conversation with you convinced him that maybe, just maybe, there were some important words he had not said to you yet. 
jeonghan♡‧₊˚
jeonghan’s an extremely caring person. everyone knows that about him, but his thoughtfulness towards you went to a whole different level. he thought of you first for everything. everything. he could be on tour and trying a new drink, and the first thing that would pop into his head is “y/n would love this drink.” he did not care that you were hundreds of miles away from him; at that moment, all he would want to do is send you the drink in his hand, so you could try it and then tell him what you think about it. he never realized thought of you constantly until one of his members–probably joshua–pointed out how he always said your name in conversations or bought two of everything just in case. jeonghan would never intentionally try to bring you up, nor was he aware of how he ended up with duplicates of small items. in truth, your name was always on the tip of his tongue, and you were always on his mind. one day soon, something else would be on the tip of his tongue when he said your name. 
joshua♡‧₊˚
joshua tried to play it cool, but he was fascinated by you as soon as he laid eyes on you. the nuances of how you speak, the gestures you make when you’re telling a story, and the way your favorite songs exposed the most important parts of you–shua was obsessed with memorizing each of these things. when something about you was engraved in his mind, he would show you he knew it by teasing you. his imitations or remarks were always spot on, but they clearly came from a place of fondness and attention. he teased you effortlessly with a soft smile and a sparkle in his eyes, something that made you melt each time. he wasn’t aware of the look on his face or the tone of his voice because the adoration came out so naturally when he was with you. if other people were around when shua poked fun at you, it was completely obvious to them what he was actually saying when he flawlessly imitated your facial expressions while telling a funny story from when you two went to a coffee shop over the weekend. even before either of you could put words to it, you could clearly feel the love behind every teasing jab.
junhui♡‧₊˚
junhui is so very unique, and that shines through in the way he treats you. from the moment he met you, he felt a very intense urge to make you smile. he thought about you constantly, and, one day while shopping around in a random city the day before a show, he found a small figurine that reminded him of you. he was so excited to give it to you that he couldn’t stop smiling every time he looked at it. from that point forward, he collected small trinkets and keepsakes for you, as a way to bring you a little burst of joy, even when he was away. sometimes he bought them, and other times he would just hold onto a sticker from a music shop you went to together, giving it to you when he was proud of you for a specific accomplishment. to junhui, it only made sense to write you a little note with your favorite jokes and hide it in your bag for whenever you had a bad day and needed a pick-me-up. through each thoughtful gift, it became clear that he wanted to give you the world, and junhui most certainly would, one snowglobe and ticket stub at a time. 
soonyoung♡‧₊˚
soonyoung always felt strongly about you, so he never really stopped to put an exact word to it. how he felt about and with you was something special, something only shared between you two. it was just the world you lived in together, and, in his mind, there was no reason to analyze his natural state of existence when it felt as wonderful as life did with you in it. one thing, however, that made his head feel light and his stomach feel frenzied was a new habit he developed after he met you. whenever he said something funny, even the smallest comment that made someone else laugh, he immediately had to tell you. he’d call you, send you a voice message, or rush over to you from across the room, just to tell you the story and repeat his silly little joke. soonyoung, from the first time he ever heard you laugh, knew that he needed to see that smile on your face and hear that sound fall from your lips every chance he got. he wasn’t quite sure what to call that. soon enough though, he’d figure out how to express his deepest feeling for you with words that weren’t tied to a punchline.
wonwoo♡‧₊˚
wonwoo always excelled at observing everyone and everything around him. after he met you, however, most of what he saw, heard, tasted, smelled, and touched made him think of you. everywhere he went, something reminded him of you, and he’d always smile. the shoes a stranger on the subway was wearing could be similar to a pair he saw you in the other week. maybe, in the back of the restaurant he ate at with friends after a long day of work, there was someone who ordered a drink he’d ordered for you a hundred times. no matter where he was, what he was doing, or whom he was with, wonwoo found something in his surroundings that tied him back to you. even when you two were together, you’d catch him smiling in a quiet moment. he’d brush it off, say “it’s nothing; i’m just happy to be here,” but, really, he’d want to say “the sound of the car horn made me think of that movie we watched together a few weeks ago, and every time i think of you i feel so comforted and happy, like nothing could ever go wrong.” he’d stay quiet, pondering what it truly meant to always find you in his surroundings regardless of the distance between you, and he’d squeeze your hand a little tighter as he discovered the answer.
jihoon♡‧₊˚
it was extremely easy for jihoon to find inspiration for his music from you. what he didn’t realize was that you left an indelible mark on his taste in music. whenever you two spent time together, he would give you the aux (literal or proverbial) because he was interested in what music made you happy, sad, want to dance, relax, etc. he listened very intently, and it took almost no time at all for the songs you introduced to him to make their way onto his playlists. more than that, he would frequently hum the melodies of songs you showed him as he walked around his place and cleaned. no one would ever point it out to him because they had no way of knowing that the new songs he obsessed over were all tied to you, but, eventually, jihoon realized that all the songs he associated with you were the only ones he ever had stuck in his head now. memories of you permanently embedded songs into his mind, a playlist only for him to listen to in the quiet moments of life. as he wrote lyrics that expressed this occurrence, he understood that it all came down to the fact he could never, and would never, get you out of his head. 
seokmin♡‧₊˚
seokmin was so fond of you, and he naturally expressed that fondness by giving you at least one thing to smile about each day. it started as a way to break the ice during conversations when you first got to know each other. once you two didn’t need icebreakers, the habit stayed, and seokmin’s habit became one of the strongest aspects of your relationship. seokmin never relied on anything fancy; he would send you a wholesome meme in the morning, so you could start your day smiling, or he would show you a funny video clip when you met up for dinner, starting the night off with a hefty dose of laughter. there was a sparkle in his eye when he laughed with you, one that only showed up when he saw your smile. he would be particularly proud if he made you laugh until tears fell or you smiled so big your cheeks hurt. whenever that happened, he would boast to his members, showing them the picture or video while beaming with excitement as he recounted your reaction. alongside his excitement toward your joy existed the fact that he couldn’t rest easy until he knew you had at least a little bit of serotonin in your day. truthfully, he never felt more at peace than when he was the source of that happiness, and he wanted to feel that for as long as humanly possible. 
mingyu♡‧₊˚
mingyu has a real presence. from his height to his goofy personality, people know when mingyu is around. those charms were how he caught your eye, and he always got an energy boost when you were around. as he grew closer to you, more comfortable, mingyu’s behavior revealed an even sweeter side of him. whenever he spoke with you, his voice was soft and careful, every word meant for you only. his looks always held you gently as he soaked up every word that you shared with him. any times jokes or teasing comments wove their way into your conversations, he laughed hard but quietly, just loud enough for you to hear, even leaning closer to you, enclosing the both of you in the joy of the moment. if you had physical contact with each other, mingyu’s touches were as soft as everything else about him. it was never out of the belief that you were fragile. rather, tenderness radiated from mingyu whenever he felt you near, and it enveloped his entire being when he looked at you. mingyu was always caring, always considerate, but his loved ones often commented that they had never seen him so soft before. mingyu knew, without knowing how to explain it quite yet, that you were the difference.
minghao♡‧₊˚
minghao values peace and quiet. life is chaotic for most people, and this was especially true for someone in his line of work. he tried, as best as he could, to create pockets of calm whenever and wherever he could, through meditation or simply waking up to watch the sunrise by himself. searching for that peace grounded him in his toughest times, and he depended on that calmness to get through it all. as he got to know you, searching for that peace became easier. minghao was calmer, knowing you were there, and he instantly relaxed whenever you were beside him. there was not anything specific that you did; you could just look at him, and his whole body would relax, proving just how stressed he had been mere seconds before he laid eyes on you. to minghao, you were the ultimate source of serenity. he never wanted to lean into clichés, but it was true that, even in a crowded room, he would know you were there by the way his heartbeat relaxed into a natural, happy rhythm. it didn’t take long for minghao to notice that you had this effect on him. it also wouldn’t be long before he admitted this, and something just as meaningful, to you.  
seungkwan♡‧₊˚
everyone knows seungkwan is an entertainer through and through. when you two were introduced to each other, he performed as well as he could to keep you laughing, and, unbeknownst to himself, to impress you. as time passed, however, he realized didn’t have to perform in front of you. he felt comfortable enough to be his most authentic self, and he only ever wanted to be his most authentic self with you. he still loved to do bits around you and be dramatic when the moment called for it, but he wanted to show you other sides of him too. for seungkwan, he felt a connection with and appreciation for you that could only be expressed by him letting his guard down. what mattered more than entertaining you was showing you every part of himself as honestly as humanly possible. showing up exactly how he was whenever he was with you was all he could think of because he always wanted to meet you exactly where you were. it wasn’t long after he realized this that his truest feelings toward you came out. it wasn’t something he thought of before he said it; it was something that slipped out when you asked him, “how was your day?” 
hansol♡‧₊˚
hansol’s mind is expansive. his perspectives reflect his astute introspection and deep compassion, and he would never cease to amaze–or entertain–those around him with the thoughts inside his head. to hansol, however, your mind was the most fascinating. he was deeply curious about the things that made up who you are: your hyperfixations, the dreams you had at night, your favorite snack for each time of day, etc. he was endlessly entranced by everything that colored your life. he wanted nothing more than to color his life with them too. this genuine interest meant that hansol’s eyes were filled with childlike wonder whenever you shared something about yourself with him. he committed every minute detail to memory, and he often retold anecdotes from your life during conversations with his friends. even to them, it was endearing to see his delighted laughter as he recounted stories of small social faux pas in your adolescence that became inside jokes between you two now. it was during one of those conversations, while smiling at the thought of you, that hansol started to uncover what influenced his infatuation with all things you.   
chan♡‧₊˚
chan took to you immediately. your personality charmed him, regardless of how charming you thought yourself to be. he couldn’t get enough of the conversations shared between you two, existential or lighthearted. chan genuinely wanted to talk to you as much as humanly possible–without annoying you or taking you away from the other people you cared about–and that’s why he started calling you whenever he was done with his schedules for the day. it could be the hardest practice of the year, but chan, drenched in sweat and barely able to walk, would light up the second you started to say “hello” on the phone. the sound of your voice literally put a pep in his step. he developed a liking to walking home, just so he had an excuse to talk to you for a long time without any interruptions. neither of you needed convincing, however, because everything flowed so seamlessly between you. chan didn’t know exactly how to tell you this, but, with you, he was eager to say even the simplest things until his voice gave out, just so he could keep on talking to you.
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wondernus · 5 months
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— CRADLE
PAIRING: jww x reader
GENRE: fluff
TAGS: none
WC: 203
MESSAGE FROM NU: (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)b
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wonwoo protects love like it's the most precious thing in the world. he holds your sleeping face, soft, in the cradle formed by the palms of his hands. he wonders how the world works so that his cold hands can always be warmed by the delicate skin his lips touch the most.
the older he gets, the more he thinks about reciprocation. how amazing it is to be able to love. how lucky he is to be loved back like the slow and graceful force of the rising morning sun. once complete strangers in the past, he now wonders how it is that he can picture how far you tilt your head backwards when you laugh. clear and crisp is your laughter — a beautiful ring in his ear. how he knows that it's you unlocking the front door by the jingle of your keys. how he wants to cry every time you remind him how much you love him.
he looks at you, soft puffs of air that part your lips every time you breathe. he doesn't know if he should move his hands. so he strokes his thumb against your cheek. once. twice. you smile.
he decides to not move his hand.
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hannyoontify · 11 months
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seventeen's reaction to you stopping to tie your shoelace
warnings | js a few curse words lol, not proofread
notes | inspired by @m00mis's post :D thank you to anon for finding the original post!
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seungcheol 
cheol would instantly realize you were no longer walking by his side and stop to wait for you. stands next to you while he waits, and if you guys were in a crowded area, he would act kind of like a bodyguard and make sure no one runs into you or trips over your hunched over form. once you’re done, he’ll help you stand back up and press quick kiss js bc he wants to :D
jeonghan 
when you kneel down on one knee to tie your shoelace, he’ll wait a little bit before pushing you so that you would lose your balance and fall over. ‘yoon jeonghan! you’re a fucking asshole!’ as soon as he pushes you over, he’ll run away so he can escape your wrath but he’ll return right away once you start complaining. ‘’m sorry angel’ presses a kiss on your knuckle as an apology. throughout the rest of your walk, he’ll probably randomly giggle when he remembers how you fell over
joshua 
when you crouch down to tie your shoelace, he’ll tap a rhythm on your head while he’s waiting. ‘guess what song this is’ ‘shua you’re hitting straight quarter notes how am i supposed to know what song that is’ ‘wrong answer, it was sunday morning by maroon 5’ oh and LMAO he might ask you to check his own laces and re-tie them if needed. oh and next time your shoelace comes untied, he’s doing the tying bc he thinks you’re too slow (he doesn’t actually think that, he js wants to do it for you)
junhui
‘[Name], your shoelace is untied’ before you can react, this sweet sweet boy is tying your shoelace for you. while you’re waiting, you play with his hair and make cat ears with them since you’re bored. ‘wen junhui, you’ve become a cat’ and you can hear a small meow from where he’s kneeling (cute) once he’s done, he’ll jump back up and look at you with a proud smile. he’ll point at your feet ‘i turned them into bunny ears, aren’t they cute?’ you thought it was very cute.
hoshi
when hoshi sees you get down on one knee in the middle of the amusement park, he gasps dramatically and brings a hand over his mouth. ‘OH MY GOD’ he’ll literally start screaming hysterically and running around and everyone and their mother is looking at hoshi because he’s going crazy while his partner is calmly tying their shoelace like it’s nothing. ‘i didn’t expect you to do it here [Name]- [Name]? why are you standing up again?’ when he finally looks back at you, you’re already done tying your shoelace. you look at him with a confused expression, and he can feel the world around him crumble away as he falls to his knees in despair. ‘kwon soonyoung did you think i was proposing to you?!’ 
wonwoo
when you stop to tie your shoelace, you noticed that wonwoo always crouches down with you and just watches you tie your laces. so one time, you asked him why he always crouched down with you and he said that it was bc he didn’t want to miss a single word of what you were saying. his answer was unexpectedly sweet so now, whenever you’re done tying your shoelaces, you always press a kiss to your sweet boyfriend’s lips before standing back up
woozi
‘oh wait love, your shoelace is untied’ you both bend down at the same time, causing your heads to bump into each other and you giggle. you let woozi tie it for you, but you stay bent down, just to keep him company. once he’s done, he’ll get up first, help you up, and then compliment your shoes
minghao
if you crouch down on the floor to tie your shoelace, minghao is gonna stop you and pull you to a bench or something else that was elevated bc he does NOT want you kneeling on the dirty floor. he’ll keep a hand on your back/shoulder to keep you stable and once you’re done, he’ll grab your hand almost immediately. ‘done? good bc i want ice cream’
mingyu 
mingyu’s telling you some story about a joke the boys pulled on him and he becomes so immersed in his storytelling that he doesn’t notice you’re almost 20 paces behind him, tying your shoelace. ‘so that was pretty funny. wasn’t it, [Name]? [Name]? WHERE’D YOU GO’ he’ll whip around in a circle, looking for you frantically before you finally manage to catch up to him. ‘does this mean you missed half of my story’
dokyeom
when dokyeom notices that your shoelace is untied, he’ll get down, prop up one knee, and pat his leg, telling you to rest your foot on his thigh. you do so, and while he ties your shoelace, you use his shoulder to balance yourself. once he’s done, you put down your foot and kiss his cheek. ‘thanks min’ ‘anything for my princess’
seungkwan
mother seungkwan mode: activated ‘make sure you double knot… do you know how to double knot?’ ‘kwan, i’m the one who taught you how to double knot’ ‘right’ he’ll pretend to be done with you and be impatient, but he’ll immediately help you up once you’re done and brush off your knees. he was probably also the one who noticed your untied shoelace first and pointed it out to you
vernon
‘babe wait, my shoelace is untied’ before you can react, vernon hands you his drink so he can tie your shoelace for you. why do i feel like he can do the super fast thing where it takes literally one second to tie your laces anyway, once he’s done, he’ll pat your leg(?) like a dad before standing back up and taking his drink back. ‘it should be all good now. sorry for not noticing earlier’
dino
chan would do rock paper scissors with you to decide who re-ties them (it didn’t matter whose shoes, you guys always did it to decide). it wasn’t that he didn’t want to or you didn’t want to, you guys js thought that it would make it more fun :)) if he was the one who won, he’ll probably make groaning noises as he makes his way down, complaining about how old he’s getting and how his joints aren’t like they used to be anymore. ‘chan, you’re not even a quarter of 100 yet, stop being dramatic’ that usually gets him to be quiet (for now..) and once he’s done, he’ll get back up, kiss you, and then continue walking down the street with you
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glowonu · 1 year
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I'm a Swimming Fool
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wonwoo x gn reader
wc: 2.1k
themes: vague college!au, best friends to lovers
warnings: food mention, overuse of the word cute, wonwoo is down BAD
requested by the lovely @bethe-flower !! sorry that it took forever lol i got a bit carried away oops <3
“Yo Won! Look at these little guys!” You whisper loudly, trying not to be disruptive, but also trying to get your best friend’s attention. 
Wonwoo looks at you fondly, the blue of the aquarium tank reflecting in your eyes as they widen and sparkle as you excitedly observe the mini jellyfish floating around in the large tank. Your nose is almost touching the glass of the tank, and your hands are clasped in front of you. You almost look like you’re going to fall over, the way you’re leaning forward as you bounce on the balls of your feet. He grins and snaps a secret photo of you, and it seems that he must have been taking too long to respond. “Won!” You say, a little louder now, wiggling one of your legs impatiently despite the excited grin on your face. 
He chuckles and walks over close to you, leaning over your shoulder. “Oh? Do you know what they are?” He asks, ever the nerd, curious and probably wanting their latin name. 
You look up at him, eyes wide, a finger peeking out the sleeve of your hoodie to point at the jellies, “They’re friends…” 
Wonwoo snorts and pats your head, not unkindly. “Yeah yeah, you always say that,” he says, before walking over to the wall to read the little blurb about the jellyfish, trying to ignore how his brain is running 100 thoughts a second about how cute you are. 
“If you’re not careful they’ll replace your spot as my best friend,” You mutter under your breath, grabbing your phone out to take some pictures of the tank in front of you. 
Wonwoo scoffs, “That's rich coming from the one who eats seafood.” The smile on his face betrays the tone of his voice. 
You turn your head towards him, and if looks could kill, well, Jeon Wonwoo would be happy to die if it meant your eyes were on him. "Having a food intolerance does not give you a moral high ground, Wonwoo," you say. "Besides, I doubt the jellyfish would even want to be friends with you, you big meanie." You punctuate the end of your sentence by sticking out your tongue at him.  
He rolls his eyes fondly and grabs your arm, “C’mon, I wanna go see the sharks, you can put your honours research into good use and tell me all about them,” 
“Dude,” You grin, following him to the next section of the aquarium. “I’m not studying this stuff just to be your museum guide.” 
Wonwoo’s response dies on the tip of his tongue as you enter the next room, the large overhead tanks teeming with sharks, stingrays, and other sea life. His mouth falls slightly open as he takes it all in. You giggle, watching him, familiar with this response; the way he goes all quiet and observant whenever he sees something he’s interested in. Despite having been to this aquarium before, he looks on in quiet wonder. 
Nudging his side, you get him to move forward. “C’mon, we’re gonna block up the entryway,” He nods, pulling out his camera to start taking photos of the large fish. 
As you walk through the large exhibit, Wonwoo drinks up all the information you give him. From shark facts, to environmental policy, he listens, content and keen to learn. 
Suddenly, Wonwoo points towards a shark on a section of coral and rock on the floor of the tank. “What’s that?” he asks, in that deep but curious tone that he always seems to use when anything piques his interest. 
You look at the small spotted shark and let out a laugh, “That’s a catshark.” You look up at him with amusement, “Of course that would catch your attention the most Jeon,” 
Wonwoo looks bashful, a hand coming up to scratch the back of his neck. “It's cute,” he says, justifying his attention. 
“Okay catboy, go take some photos of it and then let's go to the turtles,” Your teasing tone may not fail to give away the affection you feel for the dork standing in front of you, but if he looked your way he would see it written all over your face. 
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“I wanna get a jellyfish one! Or… maybe a turtle,” You think aloud while Wonwoo hums as the both of you look at the vast range of plush toys in the aquarium gift shop. “We could get matching jelly-” You start, turning towards Wonwoo, “Oh,”
Wonwoo’s face heats up as he stares back at you, holding two catshark plushies that he pulled out of the massive bin of soft toys underneath the shelves you had been looking at. “Or we could get one of these?” He offers tentatively. 
Your face softens into a sweet smile. “Okay, let's do it, but let me find a jellyfish keyring too!” 
Wonwoo smiles back at you before heading to the back of the line for the register. As he does so, the young girl in front of him taps him on the knee. 
“Mister,” She starts, timidly, her grandparent smiling encouragingly from just behind her. “I just wanted to say.. You and your partner are very cute,” 
Wonwoo’s face burns red, he nods and smiles awkwardly at the girl before she runs back to her grandparent. He fiddles with the tags on the soft toys before you appear next to him. 
“I found the keyrings!” You exclaim, smiling brightly at Wonwoo. “They were surprisingly hard to find..” You murmur as you shake the small jellyfish trinkets, watching the glitter move around in the middle of the keyring.
Wonwoo hopes his blush has settled as he smiles only slightly awkwardly back at you. “Did you get one for me?” He asks, taking a step forward in the line. 
“Of course!” The keychains clink in your hand as you reply. 
Wonwoo smiles at you before looking forward. His mind is running a hundred miles per hour; is it weird that he’s not talking? Is it awkward? Should he say something? Do the both of you really look like a couple? Would you hate it if you both did? 
“Thanks, Next!” The younger looking student at the counter snaps him back into reality, hands up, ready to take and scan the items. He pops the plushies onto the counter, and you wait patiently behind him. You place your head on his shoulder as he pays and his cheeks heat up at the contact. 
He doesn’t understand why all of this is affecting him now - his friends have never failed to give him crap about this before. Apparently all it takes is a little girl, a stranger, to compliment him on his chemistry with you and his whole world falls apart. He pays for the plushies and moves to the side so you can buy the keyrings.
“Earth to Wonwoo!” You call out to him once you’re done paying. “What's going on in that head of yours?” 
He grins at you sheepishly, “Wouldn’t you like to know?” before linking his arm with yours in a way that he hopes is not awkward and not Too Much.
You roll your eyes, “Come on, lets go get some lunch, I was thinking of going to get malatang,” 
“Lead the way,” He chuckles as you drag him out of the giftshop, bumping your head against him. 
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You’re sat opposite him after ordering, the hotpot restaurant relatively quiet for a friday. “Where are you gonna put your keychain?” you ask, pulling the trinkets out of the paper bag and placing them on the table between you. 
He raises an eyebrow at you, “On my keys?” He says, picking up one of them and gently taking the price tag off of it. “Are you not?” 
You roll your eyes, “Fair enough I guess.” You pull out your card wallet from your tote bag. Wonwoo looks on affectionately as he realises that it's the wallet he got you in your first year of uni, when he, a year ahead of you, had gone abroad and brought back a collection of souvenirs for you. He notes the wear and tear on the corners and the cute sticker on the back of it as you hook the key ring onto the eyelet of the wallet. 
“Look! How cute does it look? So much better than just on my keys right?” You hold up the wallet proudly, shaking it slightly so that the key ring shakes. He fondly notices how the glitter in the trinket matches the chipped gel on your fingernails. 
Pouting slightly with one eyebrow raised, he replies; “You think I’m lame for having it on my keys?” 
You let out a laugh and a snort, “Wonwoo, you are so lame wherever you put it.” 
“Hey!” He cries indignantly, fighting the smile off of his face. “ Fine, I won’t put it anywhere then.” 
The smile drops off of your face, “No!” You whine, “Give me your camera bag, it’ll be cute on there,” 
He acquiesces silently, handing his little point and shoot camera bag over for you to fiddle with. Your tongue sticks out as you focus, looking for a place secure enough to put the keychain onto. Happy with the little strap on the side of the bag, you clip the keychain on. 
Wonwoo watches on adoringly as you happily place the camera bag down on the table next to your wallet. Satisfied with the placement of both of the keyrings, you pull your phone out to take photos of them together, ready to upload to your instagram story. From the glittery shark stickers and the Sana photocard on the back of your phone to the way you bite your lip in excitement over even the littlest of things, Wonwoo can’t get over you or himself. 
“Have I always been down this bad for you?” 
Suddenly you’re looking up at him, eyes blown out big and wide as you stare at him, mouth dropped open. “Wh-What did you just say?” 
Out of the blue, the waiter appears with two large bowls of steaming malatang, “Wonwoo?” He asks. 
Wonwoo nods, lips pressed together tightly, hoping and wishing that this is enough distraction for you to forget what he unknowingly said aloud. He knows he’s wishing in vain. “Y/n?” The waiter continues. 
“Uh yep! Thank you so much! It looks so good!” You say, breathily, fiddling with the napkin and chopsticks next to the bowl. 
“It really does,” Wonwoo murmurs after the waiter has left. He mixes in the coriander and spring onion garnish on the top as he wills his ears and cheeks to cool. 
“Don’t you dare pretend what you just said didn’t happen, Wonwoo.” He looks up to see you staring at him intently. “Were you serious?” You ask, your voice now soft and vulnerable. 
“Of course,” he replies, just as softly. “How could I not be? You’re my best friend, my biggest support, and,” he chuckles, shaking his head before he looks back at you, “I don’t think there is anyone in the entire world as sweet as you, no matter how much you pay me out for everything I do.” 
“Oh,” you breathe out, a smile creeping shyly onto your face. 
“Y/n, I can’t imagine not having you by my side.” His hand reaches out tentatively to yours, stopping you from fiddling with the napkin nervously. “And I am hoping so much for the chance that you feel, at least a little bit the same way… and that I’m not just making a complete fool of myself.” 
Wonwoo’s breath catches as he sees the shyness in your eyes, and how your lip is caught in between your teeth in excitement. “Won, you are such a nerd, of course I feel the same.” You giggle and take his hand. “And, for the record, you’re always making a fool of yourself,” 
“Hey!” He pouts before a smile breaks out on his face. You grin back at him, and let his hand go, not without a good squeeze. This time, he smiles back freely, the affection written in bold across his face, before he grabs his chopsticks and digs in. 
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Later that night, after the both of you finish up with the rest of the plans you had for the day and after he had driven you home, Wonwoo lays on his bed, catshark plushie squished snug against his chest. He scrolls through instagram absentmindedly before he gets a new notification. 
Instagram
>> @/jellyyn tagged you in their story
Wonwoo taps on the notification and smiles softly as the photo of your matching keyrings covers his screen. His grin widens as he sees the caption and the cute heart stickers that you’ve added to the post. 
matching jellies for the boyfie and i <33 
He snorts as he reads the even smaller text underneath; 
promoted him to boyfriend so the jellyfish could replace him as my new best friend hehe 🤍
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wonwooverse · 11 months
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constantly in a wonwoo brainrot let’s gooo
✨wonwoo as your boyfriend✨
the sweetest thing on this earth
would be the most observant person so he would just watch and admire you constantly, even when you’re doing the most mundane and boring things ever but especially doing something you enjoyed.. would watch you with literal heart eyes
the best listener without a doubt. he would take in everything you ever told him, listen to you rant about work, the new show you’re watching or whatever obsession your brain might be on that week, he would listen to every little detail.
he would always be looking after you and taking care of you even if you forget about doing it yourself. he noticed you’ve been stressed with work? bubble bath with your favourite candles. you’ve been studying for an exam for hours without breaks? makes you both good for you to eat with him. fall asleep on the couch? will carry you to bed and have you bundled under mountains of blankets.
loves having you on his lap while he plays his games, straddling him and hugging him tightly while he plays quietly, stroking his back every now and then, falling asleep clung to him like a koala.
reading together!!! would love quiet afternoons where you’re both just in your own reading worlds but together, sharing thought on your books and recommendations to each other like your own personal book club.
nsfw!! 18+
screams soft dom with hard dom tendencies to me
like within seconds his switch can be flipped and he’s going all christian grey
would be down to try anything once, anything your heart desires he would try because it’s you.
would love to control your orgasms, whether that’s denial or overstimulation.. you’re getting one or the other because this man loveeees to be in control
also feel like he can get quite jealous sometimes but especially if he knows you’re doing it just to rile him up.. best be prepared for being strapped to your bed as soon as you get home with tears falling down your face.
adores going down on you but would be addicted to having your mouth on his cock, seeing you in your knees infront of him with big doe eyes is enough to have his knees bucking.
if you like stuff like this let me know and i may do it for some more members<3
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patrophthia · 10 months
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just curious | theodore nott
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pairing: theodore nott x reader
genre: angst, mutual pining (but they don’t get together boo 👎👎👎 me), theodore wears glasses (yes that’s it’s own genre), reader is called princess by everyone bc i didn’t want to use yn in this
wc: 2.2k
note: i wrote this in two hours while listening to super shy - new jeans (intended for it to be a cute fic) and ended up with this angsty little piece, it’s a wip i ended up abandoning but am putting it up for anyone who might like that sexy pining genre of not ending up tgt, also was gonna stay on my docs but got too emotionally attached to not post it (you better talk to me about this theo or i will cry)
Theodore is a friend of Draco. That's how you know him. Theodore Nott: the tall, cute, and quiet friend of Draco's who's eyes —when he smiles, like really smile, curves upwards in an adorable manner. Theodore who, whenever you were to hang out with Draco's friend group, keeps a closed off expression that is so hard to gauge and read that you gave up the second time you met the lad.
The door clicks open and you prepare yourself for what's to come next, taking in a deep breath as you try your hardest to play it cool. Theodore steps into Draco's living room, shopping bags in his hand as Pansy follows him from a few steps behind.
You try not to think too much of it, friends hold shopping bags for their friends all the time, it's only natural. Pansy smiles when she meets your eyes, her voice soft as she nags you on why she hasn't seen you in so long. "Draco ought to bring you around more, I know you're his friend before ours but there's no reason for him to keep you to himself like he does."
Draco scoffs at that, "it's not like I don't invite her, she just doesn't want to come to stuff."
That's not exactly true though. You do want to come to stuff —if anything you loved going to them, Draco's friends have always been very welcoming and accommodated to your every need; it's just that every time you were to spend time with them, it seems like you can't take your eyes off of one particular person (hint: it's not Draco himself).
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And quite honestly, you doubted whether he even knows your name. "In my defence, work has been hectic," you deflect with a small laugh, your eyes betrays you and drift to where the real reason stood. Theodore meets your eyes straight on, and offers you a nod as if he's only noticing you now and was saying his greetings. Yeah, he definitely does not know your name. "But I'm here now so let's enjoy it."
Pansy pouts but let's up when Astoria calls for your group of friends from the kitchen, Blaise right behind her with an apron wrapped around his stature. "Well?" He cocks his head. "What are we waiting for?"
Dinner went by smoothly, mostly Blaise stuffing you with his cooking and Pansy catching up with; asking every question she could possibly think of. You didn't mind if for the most part, actually quite enjoying the attention as the group went on and on. "You're shy, aren't you?"
The question is weird, and not exactly directed at you so you turn back to your plate as you take a bite of Blaise's lasagna (Draco helped cook the noodles for this, he wants you to keep this in mind). You feel something kick mid-chew, looking up to the person sitting opposing you; only to see Theodore with his full focus on Pansy.
You turn to her as well and she laughs as she repeats her words. "You're shy, aren't you?"
"Not really?" You don't think you are, not really. You're just trying your hardest not to make it obvious that you're interested in someone at this very table who does not seem to be interested in you one bit. "At least I don't think I am."
Astoria laughs kindly, finding you cute as she says: "you've just been quiet today, you're never like this with Draco and I."
Yeah well Draco and Astoria weren't plaguing your every thought every time you were within one metres of them. "Oh." you murmur. "I guess I'm a bit tired today."
"Work?" Blaise suggests and you shake your head. "What is it then?"
"Just Boy problems," you say off-handedly, quickly regretting it when their faces turn to one of interest. "But it's nothing big, I promise."
"Are you seriously going to tell us that and not elaborate?" Draco looks offended, hell, he feels offended that you weren't elaborating. "What did that dickhead do?"
Your heart warms at the fact that your friend cares about you enough to immediately hate on whoever might be causing you boy problems but are quick to dismiss the situation. "Nothing, drop it."
From the look on their faces, it looks as if they weren't going to drop it anytime soon. Pansy opens her mouth, ready to say something when Theodore clears his throat, letting you hear his voice for the first time tonight. "Why don't you tell them about who you saw at the shops today, Pans."
Her eyes light up suddenly, going off on how she ran into her scumbag of an ex boyfriend as she was shopping for a new dress. Your eyes found Theodore's, sending him a small smile as you mentally note down on how you'd have to thank him for it later.
And when he offers you a small smile in return, his dark eyes softening —yet not enough for you to see those half moons you hold oh so dear to your heart, you try to remind yourself that he is nothing but a man doing the bare minimum.
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"Stay the night," Astoria says softly, "it's late, Princess. I can't have you heading back on your own at this hour."
As much as it sounded pleasant, you can't help but feel like you might be intruding their night (even though you've spent countless night crashing at their place after a bad break up before, you guess that it's just different now that you weren't staying to cure a broken heart with a comforting shoulder —Astoria— and someone bad mouthing your ex —Draco—). "I can't," you tell them. "And trust me, I'll be fine."
Draco isn't chuffed by your answer, looking apprehensive as he thought everything over. Blaise and Pansy left for their shared apartment mere minutes ago so it wasn't like he could ensure your safety with them. But someone else was still here though, "Nott, can you take her home?"
Theodore startles from his spot by the coat rack, pausing with one arm in his coat as he looks at Draco like a deer caught in headlights. Cute. He then glances at you before hesitantly nodding.
This is bad. Oh god. Okay.
"Great," Astoria says with a smile. "Take care of our Princess, please." She then turns to look at you. "Call me when you get home safely, okay?"
At your nod, she hugs you goodbye and sends you out the door. Theodore walking slowly by your side. He's silent when he opens his car door for you and you try your best not to swoon. "Thank you."
He hums in acknowledgment as he walks over to the driver's side, Theodore does a double check to make sure you had your seatbelt on before he started the car. The ride is quiet, save from the song playing from the radio; a familiar tune you can't place a finger on.
He asks for your directions and you tell him, sneaking glances as you did so. His hair is longer than it was the last time you saw him —but to be fair, it has been months since you did; a few dark strands cover his eyes and you resist the urge to reach out and push them away. Maybe even taking out a hair clip from your purse to pin it back just so he wouldn't have to deal with it again.
It's calm and overwhelming at the same time, sitting so still and tranquil next to Theodore like this. You want to say something, you want him to say something; anything if meant you get to hear his voice again. If it meant you get a chance to memorise it and compartmentalise it in a folder that is ardently his.
"Oh thank you by the way." He looks at you for a split second before turning his focus back to the road. "For switching the topic back there."
Theodore only nods and you try not to cry. Why won't he speak? It's almost like he doesn't even want you to be interested in him.
"I really do appreciate it."
He hums this time around, a low note vibrating from his chest. It's either a nod or a hum, that's all you're ever going to get from Theodore, huh?
You bite the inside of your cheeks, looking straight at the road as you did so. Should you even attempt to make small talk? All your attempts have been futile so far so why even try. You didn't mean to huff, or at least not as loud as you did, your arms instinctively as you looked out the window absentmindedly.
This catches Theodore's attention though, prompting to finally say something. "Thinking about those boy problems again?"
You don't answer him, you don't let yourself feel the satisfaction of finally hearing him speak for the second time tonight. You don't say anything related to that topic whatsoever. "Do you have a girlfriend, Theodore?"
You can hear the hitch in his breath, see the surprise in his rapid blinks, feel the shift in the air. The car pulls to a stop at a red light, the tail lights of a car a few metres in front of you shines your faces the same shade.
He looks at you and you hope —no pray, that he doesn't notice the sparkle in your eyes as you look at him. Or maybe you do, you can't tell anymore. The only thing you can tell is that you are so incredibly into Theodore Nott, and him driving you home is not helping your case at all.
"No," he says earnestly. You don't let your eyes flicker to his lips, you don't let your eyes flicker to anything else but his eyes, trying to gauge him for something; anything, only to end up finding nothing.  "Why are you asking?"
A car honks from behind, breaking the two of you away from your trance. "Just curious."
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You thank Theodore as he pulls to a stop outside your house, he —just like you would expect from Theodore Nott, only nods at your thanks. And when you bid him goodbye with one leg out of his car.
He tells you, "Goodnight, Princess."
Princess, that's what your friends called you. That's what Draco Malfoy called you at the ripe age of ten years old where the two of you would play royalty and would later be his favourite nickname for you, then further on your other friend's choice of name for you. That's what Theodore Nott calls you because he does not know your name.
"Goodnight, Theodore." You shut his car door behind you, and take a few steps to your front door before turning over your shoulder. Looking back at him at once, finding him reaching for his glasses within his glove compartment; ones with round wired frames that settle flatteringly on his high nose bridge. He shuts his glove compartment box and you turn back to your front door. And unbeknownst to you, with your back to him, Theodore turns to look at you once, and then, twice when you finally enter your house, before finally driving off and into the night.
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Curiosity kills the cat, that’s what Theodore thinks as he unlocks his front door. Curiosity kills the cat, is what he reminds himself time and time again as he sheds off his jacket. Curiosity kills the cat, that’s what he knows from the start. But how could curiosity really kill the cat if it was already dying? 
If it had already yearned for something for long; a clenching thirst yet to be fulfilled, if it was already wailing to just be held, would curiosity really kill it then? 
It's weird. It's weird how —now that he thinks of it, he can't seem to recall you ever going on a date. Not a single one. While him on the other hand; yeah, he can't exactly count the amount of dates he’s gone on in the past month on one hand. 
It's not entirely his fault though, he’s trying to put himself out there; trying to find the one despite knowing that said one is constantly running around the back of his mind and was sitting in his passenger seat mere minutes ago. But he chooses to ignore it because one, it's wrong and there was no way you could ever reciprocate his feelings. And two, even if you were to reciprocate his feelings, he will never cross the line between platonic and romantic. 
He’d take the endless yearning over any potential heartbreak any day because the second he crosses the line, there's no turning back. And no amount of romantic feelings you might have for one another will make up for the years of friendship between him, you, and most importantly, Draco. The blond was your best friend before anything else, and he doubts you’d ever risk ruining your friendship for someone like him.
So, for now, he’d settled for the guilt he feels every time he sees you; he’ll hold back on his urges even though it’s clearer to him now, in this very night, than ever that you are as infatuated with him as he is with you. 
He’ll take off his glasses, he’ll place them by his bedside table, he’ll lay in his bed, cold and alone, he’ll try to fall asleep and not think of you, he’ll try and try to make it through tomorrow, make it through the date that Blaise had set up (yet again) for him that will inevitably be the worse hours of his life and think about what it be like had his date been you instead. 
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— from bee: yeah i wrote this theodore with jeon wonwoo in mind so what about it?? theodore is so wonwoo coded idc idc
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fairyhaos · 11 months
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now, wonwoo, for my synaesthesia, is two colours: lavender and dark grey.
they're gentle colours, soft colours, colours of calm and peace and beauty. they're colours of relaxation, of acceptance of one's life, of finally learning to love the world you live in.
wonwoo is the type of lavender that's soft like cotton dresses, like flowers weaved through hair, like crystal balls that are cool to touch. he's a sweet-smelling lavender, a fascinating colour of lavender, a gentle touch of lavender.
and yet he's also dark grey that's soft like untouchable clouds, like a sky hanging low with rain and still, you feel calm because this is a rain that you had long been waiting for. he's grey like rumbling chuckles, like doves that ruffle their feathers and coo happily at your touch. wonwoo is a grey that's a fuzzy, rumbly comfortable, gentle and dim and mysterious and sweet.
wonwoo is lavender and dark grey, a calming combination, soft and elusive all at once. he's lavender like purple satin, grey like misty rain.
wonwoo is not tingling with warmth, but he is gentle and worn with peace.
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cheolcam · 5 months
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nobody compares to you - wonwoo
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꒰♡꒱ avisos: wonwoo × you | dilf!wonwoo, age gap (os dois são maiores de idade), wonwoo chama a de boneca, putinha e lindinha, slut shaming (?), traição (você é namorada do filho do wonwoo), pussy spanking, menção à daddy kink, sugestivo, tudo é consentido, não revisado.
꒰♡꒱ notas da autora: ele é tão dilf coded...
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"ninguém se compara à você wonwoo..." você manha, tentando conseguir alguma coisa dele.
o jeon apenas se contenta em erguer uma das sobrancelhas e ajeitar o óculos na face.
"não me olha assim, sabe que é verdade... você mesmo disse que ia me arruinar pra todos os caras depois de você, senhor jeon."
"eu disse?" pergunta cínico. "acho que a idade já não está me ajudando muito..." você tenta não agir igual uma pirralha mimada, mas não pode conter o biquinho em seus lábios, mesmo sabendo que wonwoo odeia garotas mimadas.
"uhum, e disse outras coisas também..." você suspira se fazendo de inocente, levanta do pequeno sofá do escritório e se senta no colo do homem. "precisa de ajuda pra se lembrar?"
"refresca minha memória, boneca..." você segura a mão dele e a coloca no meio da sua sainha.
"disse que ia me arruinar pra qualquer um... disse que ia me comer pra sempre porque você nunca achou uma putinha tão boa quanto eu..." wonwoo torce o nariz.
"mas isso foi antes, boneca. foi antes de você decidir abrir as pernas pro meu filho e deixar ele brincar de ser seu namorado, bonequinha... lembra? você tem namorado." você revira os olhos.
"não fode, wonwoo. sabe muito bem o motivo de eu ter começado essa palhaçada..." você soa rude e wonwoo parece não gostar da sua audácia repentina. "e se não lembra, fiz isso pra ficar mais perto de você."
o sorriso zombeteiro de wonwoo faz você querer parar essa merda de discussão e dar pra ele até sua bucetinha arder.
"fez pra ficar mais pertinho de mim, boneca? não precisa mentir, sei que não se contenta com um pau só, agora se faz de coitadinha inocente. acha que tá enganando quem, lindinha?" os dedos pairam sobre onde você mais precisa, a calcinha de renda toda molhada. "você é louca por pica. prontinha pra dar pra qualquer cara mais velho que te deixe chamar ele de– como é, boneca?"
"papai..."
"uhum, isso mesmo, papai..." o indicador toca seu clitóris sob a calcinha. "putinha do caralho." o tapa que você leva na intimidade te causa um susto, te deixando mais chorosinha ainda. "e você nem tenta discordar, né? tá aproveitando que eu tô te dando atenção agora, né boneca?"
você se mexe desconfortável no colo do jeon. "ele não te come não? por isso que você tá com todo esse fogo?" você confirma e ele nega com a cabeça ainda sorrindo um pouco.
"vou te comer só porque tô com peninha de você, viu boneca? no final você só é uma putinha carente, mas pode deixar que eu vou te arruinar de novo, e de novo, até você cansar."
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holdinbacksecrets · 2 years
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i’m watching cari cakes’ video “staying on an apple farm in the korean countryside,” and this is something you would do with seokmin :( he would wake you up early to see the sunrise and then end up falling back asleep with his head in your lap. he had no idea you prefer your apples peeled, and i can’t get over how cute he’d look in deep concentration, making sure to take off only the skin
mingyu would love it too. he’d carry you piggyback style around the grounds, and take the prettiest pictures. imagine him during golden hour… *head in hands* many stares of admiration, and he’d hold your gaze every time. what a beautiful man
apparently, the apple farm has many cats, so naturally, i think about wonwoo befriending all of them and reading until the rain stops. you sit beside him, sketching the pretty scenery, having no idea he started watching you instead of the pages
jun would be so cozy, especially in the evenings, making dinner while his hair dries after showering, and wearing cute slippers. he would make the best breakfast in the morning, something creative using the freshly picked apples after asking the owners for a few more ingredients
jeonghan :( he would wear pajama pants, oversized t shirts, and the straw hat that was sitting on the porch when you arrived. in the evening, you’re exhausted, so he braids your hair for you. you fall asleep to soft rain and stories shared about field trips to apple farms, or maybe they were oranges… a fruit on a tree lol
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gfcheol · 2 years
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"the beat's great, right?", wonwoo's voice sounds absent minded, his mind clearly too occupied to notice your wandering hands on his thighs. it'd been a long day at work for you, filled with unnecessary complaints and long winded speeches about budgets and files and god knows what. as interesting as your boyfriend's music is, you had hoped for something a bit more intimate when he texted he'd come over.
"mhm", you hum, fingers toying with the fabric of his sweatpants. "y'know, you're real sexy when you're so focused, babe."
at that, his lips quirk up, head tilting slightly to the side to mask the blooming blush on his cheeks. bashfully, he pushes his glasses up his nose bridge. "am i now?"
you grin in earnest. "mhm... would drive any girl wild."
wonwoo leans back against his chair, the smirk adorning his sharp features a clear challenge to you. climbing into his lap, legs on either side, you make sure to graze his hardening cock with your fingertips. "my baby's sooo smart and sooo talented", you grind down on him. "and you fuck your girlfriend sooo well when she's tired from work."
his hands grope your thighs, hissing as he relishes the heat radiating off your cunt. "took you long enough to speak up."
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deluwoo · 7 months
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eun's thoughts (svt version)
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eun's notes : OKOKO JUST THINK ABT IT. WONWOOS 'oh' MOMENT JUST MAKES ME WANT TO COMBUST. enjoy !!
there are times when wonwoo would step away from the mess of life when he didn’t know what to do, slowly dissolve into the darkness and hide from the issues. yet when it comes to you, when you’re crying or in a difficult situation, he knew exactly what to do; how to help or comfort your beating heart. so, when you show up at his door: your mind lost like tears in rain, it was like muscle memory for him to wrap his arms around your waist and kiss your hair as his shirt turned damp with your bitter tears. that same night, it clicks, that he could do anything and everything for you, things his mind could never fathom.
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