#wooyung

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Midnight Kisses || j.wy || (m.) || Part Two

Part Two ⇢ touch me

🍓 pairing ⇢ best friend! Wooyoung x single parent! (fem) reader x new flame! San

↳ you continue your efforts to date San, enjoying your time with him as Wooyoung takes care of your daughter. It’s confusingly unsettling to see you with someone else, and wooyoung decides to test the waters with you after he has to leave his apartment because of a gas leak. If he can’t have you, then no one can have you.

🍓genre ⇢ single parent au, bakery au, best friends to lovers, smut, fluff, slight angst

🍓 warnings/tags ⇢ this story is 18+, minors dni, talk of death (I’m sorry seonghwa ) relationship trauma, parenting, unrequited love but not at the same time, pining, single parent, loss, learning to love again, wooyoung is a total sass queen, wooyoung as a babysitter/wannabe father, San is a gentleman

🍓word count ⇢ 6.1k

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The day Seonghwa passed away was the day you finally felt all your walls tumble down. The same walls you spent so much time trying to build up. He was your person—your everything. The one who made you feel like you were worth more than anything in the world. All you needed was a smile, and all your worries were gone.

You never thought much into the idea of death; it always scared you. Well, not your own, but when it was someone you loved, it scared you so much that you would ignore it as if it weren't a looming presence over your head. Sometimes you wished to be able to see other’s death dates, and keep them in mind just like a birthday. 

Seonghwa left the world on the fourth day of the week on the three-hundred and twentieth day of the year. You had a thing for remembering the exact times of things—it made you feel like you were caring about things as much as they should be cared about.

It was a car accident. On a normal day. He was just supposed to be driving home to you, his pregnant girlfriend, to see you just like every other day. You were up waiting for him, sitting by the fireplace he decorated himself—the picture frames he put up still remained to this day, dust collecting on the tops of the frames like they were there for ages.

When you found out he was being rushed to the hospital, you called the only person who you knew would take care of you.

Wooyoung.

Being six months pregnant was enough stress, but when you got the news of his accident, you could have sworn you saw death itself for a moment.

Wooyoung rushed to you, tears in his eyes and his cheeks red from the cold. He burst through your door as if it was in his way to get to you. You were on the ground, on your knees. No tears fell, you were a bit too numb to believe everything. 

He knelt down next to you. He didn't try to move you. He didn't say anything—he just held you.

And that’s when you cried. 

He took you to see him, but you knew the end. Seonghwa’s mother was already there when you arrived, disheveled and in tears. She hugged you, well, at least you think she did. The whole memory was foggy, as if you wanted it gone but yet wanted it to stay. 

He was hard to look at. It was as if he wasn't the man you fell in love with. You had to check him, searching his body to find every detail of his. You prayed to find something that didn't pertain to him—it wasn't real. 

You knew it was him. You knew he was fading out. You knew your time with him was gone, and it was only a matter of minutes.

You're never prepared for death. No matter how much you might tell yourself you could understand it, once it happens, it’s as if you lost yourself along with them. He was the only light in your life, and when the beeps turned into silence, wooyoung pulled you into his arms and turned you around, holding back his tears for the sake of your pain.

That same night you went home, cradling his necklace and ring in the palm of your hand. The tears were stained on your cheeks—you weren't sure if they would ever leave. 

Wooyoung couldn't stop looking at you as he drove you to his place. He felt immense pain for you and your baby. He vowed, at that moment, to always make sure you were taken care of, even if he was a pain in the ass sometimes. At least he would be by your side so you were never alone.

And as the tires ran over the spiritless leaves, you wondered about where your love was. If there was a heaven, he’d be there. If there wasn't, well, you hoped he was with you in some way.

His necklace still draped your neck to this day, his grip on you was now just a safety blanket to protect your heart from breaking again.

—

“San is coming here?” wooyoung sighed, looking at you as he held onto a sleeping toddler. He swayed a bit as he spoke. “So last night went well, I guess?”

You slowly piped some frosting on top of a strawberry cupcake—your bestseller. You had a habit of hyper fixating on things, so you barely heard wooyoung’s disdain in his tone. 

“Yeah, it was nice. He’s a real sweetheart,” you smiled to yourself, thinking back on the kiss you shared. “It ended abruptly when someone interrupted us.”

“Ah.” he nodded, still swaying from side to side as Nabi drooled on his shoulder. He stared you down as you carefully made the cupcakes look just as beautiful as you. He thought about how pretty you looked with the frosting stained on your cheeks. “I see. So…am I watching Nabi again?”

You sighed, feeling a bit guilty for making him watch her. You knew he didn't have an issue with it when the time came, but you wondered about what if he had things to do. You set down the piping bag onto the counter.

“Do you have plans today? I don't want you thinking i’m just dropping her on you all the time,” you bit your tongue slightly. 

Wooyoung adjusted Nabi, offering you a smile at the same time. “No, I’m not doing anything today. Other than going to Yeo’s for some dinner later.”

“Still,” you sighed, noticing that his hip seemed to be getting tired of holding her. “If you could just watch her for a few hours that would be great. I wont bug you for a while then.”

He smirked. “I never want you to stop bugging me. It’s the only thing keeping me grounded,” he teased, a smile resting on his beautiful face as he looked down at your daughter.

You walked over to him, close but not close enough. 

“Here, gimme her and take a break.” you said to him, your hands out for him to give you Nabi. 

She was getting heavier day by day, growing up as fast as a lightning bolt. It was weird to think about—seonghwa’s been gone so long it was hard to remember his voice. The only thing you had was Nabi, who constantly gave you a memory of him.

He slowly lifted Nabi up out of his hold, and set her in your arms. His fingers brushed against yours, causing him to stutter. “I-i’m sorry about yesterday…” he trailed off, unable to meet your gaze. “I didn't mean to scare you.”

You furrowed your brows, fixing the stray hairs on Nabi’s forehead. “About that, why did you do it? I’m not upset, just confused. I know you're a little shit, but that was just weird.”

He still couldn't meet your eyes. He stared down at the ground, deep in thought as if he couldn't understand his own actions. “To be totally honest, I don't know why I did that…” he sighed, looking up to now lean against the counter. “I really don't know.”

“It’s alright, woo,” you nodded, looking over at him. He was just staring at you now, looking as if he were lost in your eyes. “Anyway, San will be here around four. Could you please be friendly to him? That's all I ask.” you spoke softly, expecting him to be snarky. What you didn't expect was him to nod in agreement and remain silent.

“Wooyoung, are you alright? You seem off today…” you asked him, taking a step closer. “You're not putting up a fight?”

He scoffed at that, trying his best to seem normal when, in fact, he felt very different. “Pfft. I'm fine. Perfectly fine,” he smiled at you, but it didn't reach his usual expressive eyes. “I’ll take her with me to yeo’s. He loves it when she dances around the apartment.”

You smiled at your best friend. He could have easily said he had something to do today, given how he acted yesterday. You were really worried if he hit his head or something. 

“Are you sure you're alright?” you narrowed your eyes, staring him down. 

He looked around, anywhere but your eyes. “Of course I am.”

“Mhmm,” you hummed, clicking your tongue. “Sure. Please tell me if you're planning on getting laid tonight or drinking. If you are, don't worry about watching Nabi—”

Woo laughed at that, but still, you knew something was off with them. If he wanted to, he would tell you. So you just let him go.

“Don’t worry, cupcake. No one’s getting a slice of this fine ass tonight—“

There's the usual nonsense. “Okay ew. Anyway, I expect some pictures of her dancing.” You smiled, thinking back on the first time you met Yeosang—or yeo, for short. 

He was the quiet boy in your class who always sat behind you. He kept to himself most days, but oh, did he have just as much sass as wooyoung. He was more careful about it, but you knew those two would get along perfectly. It’s funny now that they’re still friends, it makes you happy to send off your daughter to a group of goofballs.

—

Time came and went. The doors chimed right at 4 o’clock sharp, and in walked a handsome man you couldn't help but stare at.

Wooyoung didn't seem nearly as enamored as you.

“Y/n,” San hummed, coming in with a small bouquet of daisies and a smile. Wooyoung was sitting in one of the window seats playing go-fish with Nabi. She wasn't good at it, but loved to call out go fish like the cutie she is.

Wooyoung’s eyes followed your date as he walked in like a million bucks. All that kept circulating in his head was that you liked tulips better.

“San, It's nice to see you again.” You smiled back at him, thanking the lord you closed a bit early to clean up your appearance. You gave wooyoung a side-eye, nodding towards the door for him to leave. He ended up sighing, and then got up reluctantly.

“Come on, honey. Let's go to Uncle Yeo’s.”

“Yay! Is mommy coming?”

Woo looked over at you. You were too entranced in San to even notice his stare. He sighed, and gathered the go-fish cards on the table. “No, baby. Maybe next time. It's just you and me.” he gave her a wink as he cleaned up the table. 

“Bye, sweetheart,” he said to you, unable to meet you or San in the eye. “I’ll be back with the butterfly when you're ready.”

You looked over at him despite how ethereal San was looking in front of you. You noticed the slight look of tension in his eyes, but you couldn't pinpoint it. “Just take her home when you're done. I’ll be home at a decent time.”

San watched your banter with a small frown. You both seemed so…domestic, for lack of better word. It was as if you were a couple raising Nabi, and that there was no place for him in this scene.

“Okay, I’ll see you at home,” he waved as he held onto Nabi’s tiny hand.

The door shut softly as the bells chimed, leaving you alone with San and a heavy feeling in your heart.

San leaned up against the counter, a shy smile on his pretty face. “It seems like Nabi loves wooyoung, huh?”

You shook away your worrisome thoughts and smiled back at the man that seemed to care deeply for you already. “Oh, yeah. They're like the same person. It's kind of scary.”

San looked over his shoulder towards the door that wooyoung just walked out of. The room was quiet—the only sound being the faint hum of the refrigerator. 

“Oh,” he said quickly, turning back to you to hand you the flowers in his hands. “These are for you. I wasn't sure what your favorite flower was, so I picked these because they reminded me of you.”

The eye-catching daisies complimented his elegant appearance. It was as if he was straight out of a story—like a runaway prince. You took the flowers from his hands, brushing your fingers against his.

“Thank you, San,” you hummed, leaning down to smell the floral scent. “They're beautiful.”

“Like you,” he scrunched his nose up, shaking his head. “Ah, no. That was cheesy.”

You blushed at his comment. It was sweet, even if it was a little cheesy. “So, what do you want to do?”

He looked around the bakery and then at you, noticing a bit of flour on your cheek. He leaned in to brush his hand against your skin, close enough for you to remember how his lips felt against yours. “You have a little something here. Ah, got it.”

You blushed even more.

What, were you a teenager or something?

“Thank you,” you cleared your throat, unable to meet his intense stare. “Um, so, do you want to go somewhere or….”

San chuckled at your reaction to him. He brushed your hair behind your ear softly, afraid to pull your hair by accident. “I thought you were gonna bake me a cake…” he trailed off, that gorgeous smile still on his face.

“I almost forgot!” you beamed, looking down at yourself. You did clean up, but what would it matter if you got some more flour on you? Maybe he would clean you up—

“I think I’m in the mood for some chocolate cake,” he pondered playfully, unable to lose his gaze from you. “If you could teach me how to make it.”

You smiled at him, butterflies in your stomach. 

“Oh, I can do more than just teach you.”

—

“She’s dating again?” yeosang gasped, nearly dropping his drink. “Are you serious? And it’s not you?”

Wooyoung scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. “Why would I date her? She's like a sister to me.”

Yeosang smirked, and took a sip from his cup. “Whatever you say, Woo. Whatever you say.”

Wooyoung stood in Yeosang’s kitchen, all pissy and slightly tipsy. Nabi was sitting on the floor of his living room, staring up at the tv. He had put on her favorite cartoons while he and Yeo had a conversation—one that he didn't understand why he needed to talk about it.

“I don't like the guy. He’s…he’s too nice,” Woo growled, watching his older friend roll his eyes . “Hey, why’d you do that?”

“Do what?”

“You know, the eye thingy. You just rolled them at me.”

“Pfft. No I didn't.” 

Wooyoung sighed. “I’m just saying—”

“Listen, dude,” Yeosang let out a sigh too, setting down his drink to fully focus on his oblivious friend. “I think you just dislike the idea she’s with someone else.”

“Oh, come on,” Wooyoung sneered annoyingly. “I could care less. I just want someone that will be good to her—”

“Someone like you.”

“Yeah, exactly—wait no,” woo paused, running a hand through his hair aggressively. “Fuck, not me. That’s not what I meant. All I’m saying is that I take care of her and Nabi like they're my own. I want them to be my own, but—”

“Wooyoung,” Yeosang smiled sadly, tilting his head at the younger boy. “You just said it for yourself. You want them to be yours.”

“Y-yeah, but not in that way,” he stuttered, looking down at the granite counter. 

“Okay,” yeo nodded, picking back up his mug to walk into the living room where Nabi was. “Anyway, I’m gonna go sit with the butterfly while you sort out your…complicated feelings.”

Wooyoung furrowed his eyebrows, his heart tightening by the thought of you being kissed by San. or anyone, in general. 

“There's nothing complicated about them.” Woo muttered under his breath, only for him to hear. He felt a twinge in his heart as he said the painful lie, but didn't quite understand how he truly felt. He knew deep down what was holding him back. He just didn't want to admit it.

Wooyoung followed his best friend into the living room where Nabi was staring up at yeosang. He held the remote in his hands, a huge grin on his face as he looked at the little girl. “Wanna dance?” He asked her, offering a hand out. Wooyoung watched with his arms crossed, a smile resting on his lips.

“Yes!” Nabi giggled, pushing herself up from the ground as Yeo put on some of her favorite k-pop songs. Sound filled the room as smiles reached everyone’s eyes, and all wooyoung could think about was how beautiful nabi was.

 She was just like you—shining bright, a heart of gold. She had your face, your details. She was so important to Wooyoung, so important that it scared him. He hasn't gone out in ages. He hasn't let himself away from your life and your kid as if it were tied to him. 

Wooyoung took his phone out of his pocket to record Nabi’s happiness, letting out laughs as she jumped around the room. He sent it to you, then, knowing you weren't going to see it right then and there. 

He sent a text underneath the video.

Look at our Nabi.

—

“You look cute with chocolate on your nose.”

You teased San as you plopped some chocolate icing onto his cute nose. He scrunched it up slightly, his eyes crossing to get a good look at it. 

Awe, that was even cuter. “I’ll get it for you,” you giggled, leaning up to lick off the icing without a second thought. Your heart began to pound, his eyes uncrossed now and staring at you intently. 

“T-thanks,” he hummed, looking down at you as if you were just as tasty as the chocolate cake. You had just finished icing it, and all it needed was some decorations. You weren't too sure if you were going to get to that part.

His arm snaked around your waist, his fingertips meeting your sides. His breathing quickened, and yours did too. It honestly felt like you didn't know how to inhale oxygen.

“Are you gonna kiss me?” you asked him, tilting your head up to meet him in the eye.

He chuckled at that, his hands tightening on your waist. “If it’s okay.”

“Mhm. it’s perfectly fine with me,” you whispered as his lips approached yours. “Very fine with me.”

The minute his gentle, soft lips enveloped yours, you saw wooyoung in your mind. Confused as ever, you furrowed your eyebrows as San deepened the kiss, trying your best to get his image out of your mind.

It was crazy. You imagined him every time you closed your eyes. He seemed so off today, you were too busy thinking about him over the man parting open your lips.

Wooyoung. Wooyoung. Wooyoung. woo—

San pulled back, his expression sensual, but his eyes seemed conflicted. “Are you okay?” he asked you, but he didn't pull back far enough. You masked your confusing thoughts with a flirty smile and leaned in for a kiss. 

“Yeah, of course I am,” you nodded, wrapping your arms around him. “Just obsessed with you, is’all.”

Wrong. You did find him attractive, but something was going off in your mind. For some reason, it didn't feel right. It felt like there was just something unbalanced—but that was nowhere near San’s fault. You just associated it with the fact you haven't dated since you met Seonghwa. On top of that, you suffered being a widow at the age you should be thinking of less complicated things. 

Yeah. That's right. It’s just the trauma talking.

Certainly has nothing to do with Wooyoung. Right? Right. 

Maybe. 

“Good, because I'm even more obsessed with you,” he breathed, his eyelashes fluttering seductively. You planned on having sex with him tonight. No doubts, no worries. You wanted to, but now, you had an uneasy feeling. It had nothing to do with him, it was your own issue. You wondered if you would ever get over it.

Did you have to get over this ache? It didn't exactly hurt. If you ever had a concussion, this is exactly how you would have thought it felt. The amount of confusion was unsettling—considering how ready you were to fuck this man just the day before.

San took you home, but not before you tried to hurry and close up shop. He followed you up the apartment building’s steps, both of you in too much of a hurry to wait for the elevator.

He kept his distance from you as you tried to unlock the door, his hands behind his back, but his eyes ravaged you like a vulture. You appreciated his respect, and you noticed a bit of hesitation behind those pretty eyes of his.

You made your way into the apartment, mind spinning as you flicked on the lights. A few of Nabi’s toys were scattered around the floor, and you shyly pulled away from San to pick them up and toss them into her toy bin. “Ah, I’m sorry, It’s a little messy.”

San shrugged, tilting his head at you. “You can't expect it to be sparkling when you have such big responsibilities,” he smiled, leaning against the wall next to the door. He watched you silently as you threw stuff to make it look cleaner. “Don't worry about it, your place is perfect.”

His pretty eyes wandered to the fireplace in the corner of the living room. A picture frame of you and Seonghwa sat on the mantle, causing San to let out a sigh. You followed his line of vision and awkwardly rubbed your arm. 

“That…he was my boyfriend. Nabi’s Dad.” you clarified, walking closer to San. He nodded, his eyes softening as you came up to him. His hands slid down your arms, his lips tight and his eyes kind.

You interrupted the awkward conversation with a quick kiss to his lips. San kissed back, but pulled away for a second.

“If this is…too soon for you, I—” he looked down. “I’ll wait. I’ll wait for you to be ready. Please don't think we need to rush into sex and everything else.”

Your eyes widened at the sweetness of his words. Of his touch. He seemed to care for you despite just meeting you. A guy like him was rare, and you were lucky to experience someone just as kind.

You paused, very aware of his cautious hand placement on your arms.

 “It's not that I don't want to, because I do. I really do,” you sighed, looking up into his dark eyes. “I really want to be ready. I want to stop moping around and live the way he wanted me to live but,” you stopped, afraid of becoming too vulnerable with him. It wasn't fair to him to deal with your baggage.

You couldn't say that it was hard to move on. Sure, you have had your time for yourself, kept the bakery up since He would've loved it. You got out of your comfort zone, opened up to others. And now, here you were, with another man as one of his wishes was for you to always find love even if it wasn't him. 

He would tell you over and over again, which made you feel like he knew what would happen to him. You knew that wasn't true, but his goal for you was happiness. And you were going to find it. You were going to make him proud. 

San caught on to your silence. “Okay, I’ll wait,” He smiled, rubbing his fingers into your skin. “Whenever you’re ready for the next step, I’ll be there.”

You let out a soft sigh of relief. Relief for the fact that he still wanted to try this with you despite your mess of a life. 

You stood in silence for a little while, debating on what to do now.

“So, uh. Do you want to watch a movie with me?”

—

Wooyoung was on his way back from a good time at Yeosang’s, pulling into your apartment Complex’s parking garage. He turned the car off the minute he parked it and looked back to see Nabi sleeping in her car seat. He made sure he had one in his car at all times since she was with him all the time. 

He hoped things wouldnt  change too much when his workload gets a bit heavier. Wooyoung started college a bit late, jumping into online classes instead of in person since the timing was wrong. The moment he decided to go to school, he didn't have the heart to tell you. It was the same time as seonghwa’s passing, feeling that if woo left you to go to school, you would've been alone with a newborn and no help.

So he gave it all up. It didn't change anything—he would do anything for you.

Wooyoung got out of the car and opened the back door, unclipping Nabi’s seatbelt. 

“Come here, pretty girl,” he cooed, lifting her out of the seat with a groan. Gosh you're getting big.”

Nabi was still sound asleep as he held her to him, positioning her on his hip as he shut the door. He didn't know if you were home yet, but it was past ten at night—way past Nabi’s bedtime. He didn't want to keep her out too long, afraid that she wouldn't be comfortable.

He trudged into the building, getting into the elevator while Nabi slept comfortably on his side. Once it reached your floor, Woo debated on knocking or not. Deciding on the latter, he turned the knob to enter the home, lights off and shoes that weren't his sat on the floor. 

Welp. 

Nabi let out a tired yawn. “Just wait, baby. I’ll get you to bed.” Woo whispered, peeking around into the living room to see you tangled in San’s hold, a blanket covering the both of you. You were sleeping, but San was awake as he held you to his body.

“Uh,” Wooyoung coughed, looking from Nabi to San’s wide eyed gaze. “I’m just here to bring Nabi back.”

San took a second to process. He gave Wooyoung a short nod. “Alright.”

Woo walked past you then, but not before giving you a worried glance.

He entered Nabi’s room, turning the light on and setting her down gently in her bed. He tucked her in as well as tucking the hair behind her ear, looking down at the daughter he always dreamed of. He sighed, and leaned to plug in her night light when he heard someone approach from the doorframe.

“You can head out,” San spoke quietly from the door, leaning up against it. “I can help her.”

Wooyoung paused for a second, but then fixed the blanket to pull it up to Nabi’s chin. 

“Do you know what to do when she can't sleep?” Wooyoung inquired, rather cockily. He didn't mean to come off that way, he was just protecting what was his.

Or what wasn't his. If it couldn't be his, it couldn't be anyone else's.

San’s eyes widened at Wooyoung’s tone. “No, but I’m sure I could—”

“Do you know that she can't sleep without her nightlight? Or that she has trouble breathing sometimes because of her asthma? That she gets nervous if the door is fully shut?” He swallowed the rest of his words, looking over at the man that stood in the way of his unknown happiness.

San sighed, crossing his arms over his chest. “Look, Wooyoung. I don't want to cause problems here. I just want to treat y/n right.” San looked over at the sleeping girl, an unknown feeling bubbling in his chest.

Wooyoung made his way to walk out the room, but stopped when he got face to face with San. 

“Don't rush it, man.” Woo sneered, but it was honest. You were precious; your heart was precious. He looked San up and down before leaving the room. He made his way into the living room where you were sleeping. He resisted his urge to break the distance to brush your hair out of your face.

He didn't understand his feelings, but he wasn't happy sharing you. Wether his mind thought you were like a sister to him, or his heart’s only reason for beating was you—either way, he felt so protective of you. Of Nabi. Of whatever type of relationship you had.

He let out a sigh, and then left, leaving behind a family he wished was his.

—

“There's what? A gas leak?”

“Uh huh.”

“And you can't stay in your apartment?”

“Nope.”

“So, you want to stay here?”

“Yep.” 

You sighed. Wooyoung was standing outside your apartment door with a duffel bag full of clothes you assumed. It was nine o’clock, a nice, cool September morning. He stared at you with those puppy dog eyes you could never say no to.

It was a few weeks after that date with San. it ended well, you waking up in his arms in the morning and Nabi neatly tucked into bed. You knew that Wooyoung came while San was there, but only because San told you he stopped by.

After that night, you spent days and days with San, bringing Nabi along so you didn't burden Wooyoung. Something still felt off as you spent your time with the sweet boy, but once again, it was probably all the stress you had on yourself to be happy. Maybe you were forcing it too much.

Back to the present, you haven't seen Wooyoung since a few days ago—you’ve been spending all your time with San. You missed him, so it was nice to see him. 

“Is there really a gas leak?” you raised an eyebrow, to which he gave you his signature smirk.

He walked into the apartment, sliding off his shoes and making himself at home. “Yes, I promise. I wouldn't make you deal with me on purpose.” he giggled, plopping onto the couch. “Just kidding. I would.”

He wasn't lying though. He was rudely awakened at five in the morning to a fireman slamming on his door. He ended up standing outside in his underwear and a t-shirt for two hours, until he was allowed to go in just to grab some clothes. He took the opportunity to grab a bag full so he could come to you.

You shut the door and turned towards him.

Wooyoung smirked, getting comfy in the corner of your couch. “Where’s Nabi? Still sleeping?” he asked you, unable to look away from you. From how your t-shirt was wrinkly from sleep, to how your eyes were barely open.

You nodded, sitting down next to him. You looked over at your best friend, who couldn't keep his eyes off you. “What?” you asked.

Woo shrugged, hugging his knees and kicking his feet slightly. “Nothing, you're just gorgeous.”

You scoffed, slapping him on the shoulder. “Shut up, Woo.”

He chuckled, and brought his attention to the wilting daisies in the vase on the fireplace. 

His smile faded slightly.

You yawned, stretching out your limbs. “Anyway, I was just about to make breakfast, so—”

“What’s your relationship with him?” Wooyoung interrupted, his chaotic behavior gone in seconds. He looked down at his duffle bag, which was sitting on the floor by the coffee table.

You furrowed your brows, pulling your legs up to sit criss-crossed. “Huh? With San?” you questioned. “What do you mean?”

“Are you dating him?” He pestered, letting out a pained laugh. “I mean, I know you're going on dates and sleeping together but like…”

“Were not..sleeping together,” you said with hesitance, but you got a hold of yourself. “And…to be honest, he hasn't asked me to be his girlfriend yet so, uh, we’re just seeing each other.”

Woo was quiet for a few moments, his attention full on the decaying flowers. It hurt him, for some reason, that San was able to sneak into your heart so easily. That he didn't even have to try while wooyoung has been by your side since he could remember. It also bothered him deeply that he felt this way about you—it confused him.

It only took someone to come in the way for him to realize that he might feel something for you.

But…he couldn't do that to Seonghwa. Despite knowing his wishes were for you to find happiness, Wooyoung couldn't fathom the fact that your happiness could be him.

“Ah,” He gulped, trying to distract himself from his confusing thoughts. He wasn't sure if he felt a romantic tug to you, or if it was just an attachment issue. “Could I try something?” 

You frowned, turning towards him. “Depends. Are you plotting murder?”

Usually he would have laughed at that. You knew he was in his thoughts because of his lack of response. 

You sat still as he faced you now, his eyes clouded and his expression worrisome. He reached out—slowly towards you, his fingertips meeting the bare skin of your cheek. You held in your breath as he cupped your face, his lips parting as he analyzed his feelings.

“What are you doing—”

“I need you to touch me.” is all he said, his face stone cold and his eyes even colder. You hesitated at those words, but something was burning inside you as his other hand rested on your knee.

You compiled without thinking, as if your body was demanding you to touch him. Your hand met his arm, running it up his sweatshirt sleeve. Suddenly, his hand that was on his knee gripped your wrist, guiding it to his face. 

You flinched as the hand that was on your cheek moved, his thumb now caressing your bottom lip. His eyes narrowed as he swallowed the lump in his throat. You felt your heart beat faster and faster with each passing moment, both of you close enough to press your lips against each other’s.

“I don't know…what I'm feeling,” he hummed, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes searching for yours. “I don't know why it makes me mad to see you with San.”

You let out a breath, his thumb still rubbing your lip. Your hand moved on its own, curling behind his ear to brush his two-toned hair back. His expression softened.

Before you were able to respond, a small, confused voice interrupted you.

“Mommy? Are you kissing him?” Nabi stood with her stuffed butterfly plushie in her hands, staring at you two. You were frozen in place, touching each other in a way you never did before. You both looked at the young girl with shock. “Kiss kiss kiss kiss—”

You jumped out of Wooyoung's grip, leaving him all flustered. You walked into the kitchen, holding onto Nabi’s little hand. “Shh. No, mommy wasn't kissing him.”

Your daughter was only three, but oh, she definitely caught onto something. You cleared your throat, looking over to see wooyoung in the same exact spot, looking down at his hands. You huffed, pushing out the weird butterflies you got from his touch. You subconsciously lifted your hand up to your lips, remembering the feeling of his fingertips on them. 

You groaned, distracting yourself with making breakfast. 

“Why do you have a bag?” Nabi asked Woo from the living room. You didn't even look over as you gathered ingredients for chocolate chip pancakes. 

“I’m staying here. For a little bit.”

“Why?” she asked him. “Do you love my mom?”

That caught your attention. Man oh man, she was way ahead of her age group, and you even were in the talks of enrolling her into pre-school. It was starting this month, and you felt like it would be great for a smart cookie like her.

Wooyoung was standing up now, bag in hand, looking over at you. He frowned for a moment, but immediately covered his face in happiness for the little one. “Of course I love your mom. She’s just like you.”

It took everything in you to avoid that unstable feeling—Wooyoung was the only one other than Seonghwa to make you feel that way.

Woo walked over to you then, his normal persona back and a big smile plastered to that painfully gorgeous face of his. 

Everything you felt for Wooyoung came crashing through your mind the minute you looked at his lips, your heart pounding and your mind spinning.

Oh, dear god. What was this feeling?

With a wink, he shattered any chance of you falling in love with someone else—you just didn't know it, yet.

“So, do I get the right or left side of the bed?”

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ATEEZ REACTION TO YOU BEING CLINGY

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Pairings: Ateez x gn reader!

Warnings: Fluff, pure fluff. Woosan fighting :)

Word count: +2.3K (I think)

•••HONGJOONG•••

You walked lazily up the stairs to your apartment. Feet more sore than anytime you could ever remember due to the very rough and eventful day you participated in. You were so drained.

Walking into your home, you're greeted to the sound of movie effects blaring down the hallways from the direction of your bedroom. At first glance you'd be scared, but you smiled. Your mood already started to feel better knowing exactly who it was being occupied by the film in the home.

"Hello, gorgeous."

Hongjoong smiled brightly at your figure until the grin removed itself when you plopped onto the bed, face first. He crawled to your end, shock taking over his figure as you immediately jumped onto him before he could even dare to touch you.

Your face buried deep into his neck. His cologne radiating right off of him. "I'm so tired."

The lover took this as a note that your work did not go well. But chose not to overbearing you with questions. He pulled you close, hugging you back gently. "Then you should sleep. But you need to get changed first. You can't sleep in business pants."

"Come with me."

That one forced trip to get ready for bed was followed by more forced trips. You made him go with you to eat, shower, and brush your teeth. At first, all the clinginess was confusing, not bothering, but confusing. However, confusion wipes away like a tear when your bad work day pops back into his head. Then he has no choice, but to be with you as company to make you feel better.

As you lied in your bed, huddled close, yourself had now caught onto your own clinginess. Apologizing immediately.

"It's okay. You had a bad day. You want my company so that's exactly what you'll get."

"But I'm all over you."

He hummed. Holding you into embrace even tighter. "And I don't care."

•••SEONGHWA•••

Seonghwa had woken up to cool air sprouting through the space of the room. Just barely any hints of sunlight coming through the dark colored curtains.

Half awoke, he lifted his phone on his bedside table to check the time, as well as view any important messages or emails. It was surprisingly still quite early. However, due to him always being up early on schedule days, it felt normal being awake at such an hour.

He had the day off and never really did anything on days he did have off, so choosing to stick to resting as his schedule, he began to shuffle in the bed, but unfortunately paused momentarily when he felt a weight on his covered waist. Not noticing it before because of the large fluffed comforter.

He had almost completely forgotten you being in bed with him this morning. An idea shared only yesterday since neither of you had to work. Seonghwa tried so carefully to remove your arm, but you only held tighter.

"No."

"Y/n-"

"No."

"I have to use the bathroom."

"Whyyyyy!"

He looked at you confusedly. "Because it's apart of human life."

You had finally removed your arm. Allowing him to rise from the foamed mattress. He made an attempt to rush after hearing nothing, but your groans from the next room over. Rushing him to do his business and come back to bed. "Okay. Okay. I'm back."

Without hesitation, you yanked him back into your hold. Practically forcing him to spoon you. You nudged your nose against his jaw. Placing at least a dozen pecks on his skin. He enjoyed it, showing that by chuckling. "You're so clingy this morning."

"I'm just sharing my love," you protested. Noticing that the affection is probably renewed since you don't spend LOTS of time together. "I can stop if you wan-"

"No! I don't want you to stop."

"Good, because I wasn't going to.

"I didn't expect you to," he whispered softly. Brushing his fingers through your locks and kissing between your eyebrows. You smiled sleepily. Continuing your devotion of expressing your love to your love.

•••YUNHO•••

Yunho and you had both had a very busy week. Non stop rehearsal for his group's upcoming comeback and non stop phone calls for the workers at your owned flower shop asking questions, customer complaints, etc.

So when Saturday came around, Yunho having the day off to rest, and your shop being closed for the weekend, you both came up with a plan to go out.

So here you were, dressed cozily whole walking through a beautiful public park. People walking their dogs, playing bean bag toss, riding bikes. The weather was beautiful and the air was fresh.

You were enjoying the time the most, especially since Yunho is typically the one canceling your past plans. However your beautiful face never once didn't cross his mind.

Walking side by side, You couldn't help, but feel a sudden sadness that you weren't holding hands. Not because neither of you didn't want to, but because the idea was never thought of.

So initiating the first move, you tried your best to lightly brush your hand against Yunho's every few seconds.

He caught on quite quickly. Smirking, he reached down, keeping his eyes out front, and intertwined your hands. Chasing you to squeal internally.

Every so often, he tried pulling away. To grab his phone for a picture, or to adjust the hair on his head that flew in his face. But you always declined separation and did it for him. It warmed his heart, but confused his thoughts. "What's the matter with you? You're being so clingy."

He made sure to chuckle when asking so he didn't upset you. You just shrugged. Placing your cheek against his arm, you replied, "Just missed you. That's all."

"You see me almost every day."

"Yeah for like 3 hours and then we're knocked out in bed and doing the same thing over."

It hurts, but you were right. "I know. I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry. At least we're still getting space and not up each other's ass every second."

"I'd prefer it that way." You giggled, placing a kiss on his knuckles. "But, you're right. Space could never hurt.

"Yeah, but I don't want space from you right now. I wanna cling to you like sticky glue."

Yunho grinned shyly. The biggest blush creeping on his cheeks. To hide it, he lightly shoved you away by your head. You pouted which caused him to pull you back into his embrace with a kiss to the temple.

•••YEOSANG•••

It was late in the afternoon. You and Yeosang both had the day off of work. Both being kpop idols and all. Constant busy schedules, nagging managers. It was draining. So when you both saw that ur schedules for the weekend were empty you couldn't help but cheer.

Your head laid flat against his legs while he sat slumped regularly on the couch. The horror movie played on the television that was mounted on the wall. You picked the movie. But even so, every once and awhile you got scared.

While watching you held tightly to Yeosangs hand. He figured it was because you were scared but no. It was because you wanted to touch him. Wanted to be near him. You missed him.

"Yeosang."

He hummed to show he was listening even if so his eyes were still on the movie. You pushed yourself up to cuddle to his side. An arm over his stomach. Cheek pressed to his shoulder. "Is the movie scary?"

"It's not."

"Are you sure? We can change it."

You shook your head. Letting more minutes of the movie pass before you push yourself even closer to Yeosang. He placed a hand on your thighs that now rested on his own. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing."

"If it's scary, you can tell me. I can turn it off."

You sighed. You pulled his lips to touch your own. They were soft as always. Never changed despite the recent distance. Yeosangs smiled down at you, you giving the same gesture back. "I just want to be close to you. That okay?"

He chuckled with rosy cheeks. "More than okay."

•••SAN•••

"Sannie, come back," You whined when San got out of your shared bed to use the bathroom. You groaned when he shouted back to wait.

He had been given the week off of schedules since their promoting was now finished. And all night, you've trying to savor each moment, or more so second, you can before he gets some type of call that they needed him back at work. "I miss youuuu."

"Y/n," he chuckled as he came out the bathroom, tying the strings to his joggers. "I was four feet away."

"Four feet too far."

San huffed with a smile. Climbing by his knees slowly to reach you on the bed. He stayed on them even when he reached your now sitting up figure. He held both your cheeks in his hands while yours held locked on his waist. "What's gotten into you? Did something happen?"

"What do you mean?"

"This week you've been extra clingy- NOT that I mind it. I love it, but it's surprising me," he explained. His thumbs rubbing your cheekbones. "Did something happen?"

"No. I just missed you. Too much."

He smiled. "I'm right here, baby."

"I meant lately. I never know when your phone is gonna ring again for you to go back to work so I wanna be close to you just in case."

This biggest smile San has held all night was now on his face. Giving you the confidence to smile back. He moves his head down to connect your lips together. Guiding your head movements with his hands so it stayed passionate. His nose dubbed against your when you pulled away. "I love you. And I was given the week off as well as my manager and staff. So therefore, no ones getting called in. You don't have to worry."

"I love you more San."

"Not possible."

•••MINGI•••

Mingi had been leaving the house everyday to work with Hongjoong on some music. They've been trying to get some new songs in for the group. Being the rappers and all, sometimes working on their parts took a lot more work to fit the vocals.

You were proud of him. That was an absolute fact. But you did miss him. At most, you saw him for three hours. And that's not including the time your absolute slumped and not even noticing he's beside you until you awake in the morning.

But today, finally, was a stay in day. Mingi agreed that he hadn't been around much the past few days and it relieved you that you didn't have to speak up for him to notice. He knew on his own. So he agreed to have a beautiful living room picnic with you.

Ordered out your favorite food and laid out a romantic set up on your carpeted floor. Mingi originally had the plates laid out across from each other but when you sat down, you moved to sit beside him. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I wanna be closer to you."

The sentence alone warmed him to his whole core. Brushing a piece of hair behind your ear. You smiled, poking your lips out to ask for a kiss. Mingi denied jokingly which made you gasp. "Mingiii, give me a kiss please."

"Nope."

You attempted to jump on top of him, but he moved to quickly so you land on the carpet. Your nose felt a sharp jab then a runny wet feeling. "Oh! You're bleeding."

"I am?"

"I'm sorry. C'mere."

Mingi pulled one of the many napkins on the coffee table and held it your nose. Leaving kisses on your temple while muttering continuous sorries. "It's not your fault."

"It is. You just wanted to be closer to me. I shouldn't have moved. I'm so sorry. When it's cleaned. You can have all the kisses you want. Okay?"

"Really?"

"Mh," he hummed with a nod. You clapped your hands together. Eventually getting those promised kisses.

•••WOOYOUNG•••

Woo young came home one night from rehearsal to share the idea of having a game night. At first you thought "yes! A alone night with Wooyoung" but your dreams were crushed when he mentioned inviting the guys.

You LOVED the guys. Just like your own brothers. So of coursing you were accepting about it, but the idea of alone time with Wooyoung seemed even better because you missed him so much.

When game night finally came, everytime Wooyoung got up to get out a game, you were right beside him. Every time he rose up to grabs a drink, food, or even dishes, you did as well. The boys teased about this every few tries and it made you blush horribly. While playing jenga, you were sat across from Wooyoung instead of next to him because of the picked teams.

"Okay, Y/n win this for us."

"Can I sit by Wooyoung while doing it? He's my good luck charm," you exclaimed with a bright smile. This made Wooyoung take his turn of blushing.

"Yah! Just take your turn before it takes its last limb on it own," San spoke. You pouted. Wooyoung slapped San's arm while you finally pulled your block. You cheered when you got the relief of it staying tall.

"I did it! I di-"

Just as you were going to continue cheering, the sound of the blocks echoed through the space as they came tumbling down onto the table. You pouted once you realized it only fell because San bumped the edge. "SAN! YAH! WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT? Y/N WAS EXCITED!"

Wooyoung continued scolding San until he apologized. Even so he was upset with him. Wooyoung got up for his spot and walked over to sit next to you. You wasted no time and wrapping your arms around him to be closer. "When it's San's turn, you can knock it over."

"What! I didn't agree to that-"

"San, you upset my lover. Shut up." The continuous scolding by wooyoung made you feel so loved you spent the whole time kissing his cheek. Wooyoung returned it every once and while. At one point sticking his tongue at San.

"I really hate you."

•••JONGHO•••

Ateez just began finishing up some solo shots for their new upcoming comeback. Right now, Wooyoung was on his last few minutes of shooting while you sat quietly with Jongho in the green room. Playing a hand trick game with him on the couch. The brightest smiles on both of your faces.

The other guys were taking duo shots so you both were alone. You enjoyed having this time with Jongho. One on one. Especially when he brought you to set. Just as you started a new game with the hand tricks, Jongho kissed your cheek which caused you to lose. "Aww why did you do that?"

You slapped his shoulder. He flinched wth a chuckle. "I didn't do anything."

You jumped out your spot on the sofa. Right on top of him and his arms. Jongho laughed away as you tickled his sides. Followed by a bunch of soft kisses to his face. "Stop! Stop!"

"No! Love me!"

"I am," he exclaimed. You wrapped your arms around his neck hugging into his figure. This time, the long kiss you gave him was on his lips. Jongho accepting it. He tried pulling away a few times but you wouldn't allow him to.

"Yah! What's wrong with you?"

"I just love you, Jongho."

He chuckled, allowing you to finish your kisses. A few minutes go by before Wooyoung popped through the door, gagging out loud. "Why are you so clingy Y/n? You're suffocating him."

You pouted, looking back to Jongho. "Am I?"

"No! You aren't! I like when you're clingy. It's cute."

"His face is red of loss of air."

Jongho swung a hand up. "Wooyoung, you shut up. You're just jealous."

You giggled. "Yeah Wooyoung, you're just jealous."

"Yah! You gonna let her bully me like that?"

Jongho nodded. Wooyoung groaned before storming out the room. Jongho attempted to stand knowing its his turn to shoot. You whined. Jongho huffed, pulling you up to kiss you. "Come watch me. I know you want to."

"yay!!"

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[atinytinaa]

The Lonely Hearts Club

Are you lonely too?

Pairing: Punk!wooyoung x Fem!reader

Genre: Fluff, Enemies to lovers, Battle of the bands, Slow burn

Warnings: A few swear words

a/n: Please like and reblog, Feedback is highly appreciated, Thank you for reading :)

Track one: Friends go

5 years ago...

Your phone rang loudly echoing through the deserted computer lab, scaring you out of your day dream and halting your typing on the keyboard, pulling your headphones off your head, you heard the stifled laughs from the students of KQ Academy roaming the halls.

Your phone is now buzzing from the ongoing messages from your friends asking you where you were. You'd think after a couple rounds of ignoring their messages they'd stop, but no.

"Shit" You whispered. Staring down at the cursor hovering over the big submit button at the corner of the screen, you bit your lip as your stomach squeezed from nervousness, but without thinking you clicked left on your mouse, the Thank you glaring at you in big bold letters.

God, you didn't have time to comprehend what you had done...

"y/n!"

You looked up to see Sana peeking her head through the opening of the door, making you scramble to log out of the school's website.

The pink haired girl grabbed your hand with her slender fingers, pulling you out of the chair. "What are you doing? we're waiting for you at the field" She said, motioning with her head to the door.

"Sorry, doing extra credit," you answered sheepishly, rubbing your sweaty palms on your favorite pleated skirt.

Sana raised her perfectly shaped eyebrow, not believing you for a single second. After years of friendship your friend would obviously know when you're lying.

She was about to speak when the familiar sound of hurried footsteps could be heard down the hall. A very tired San came through the door, huffing and puffing, leaning on his knees as he tried to catch his breath.

"Did you really think that running all the way from the soccer field was a good idea?" Sana scolded, jutting her hip out.

You shook your head, handing him your water bottle and watched as the blonde chugged the content.

"so?" you crossed your arms mimicking the girl's stance, "what is it?"

San put a hand on his chest taking in a deep breath as he blurted out a few coherent words that would start a change you never knew you needed.

Music, bulletin board, partners

You ran out the door and down the halls to your music class, your friends footsteps reverberating behind you.

A small crowd had already formed around the board, You slowly walked in between the mass of people and heard as some people cheered and hugged their friends, while some groaned at realizing who it was they were paired up with.

The hall cleared up leaving  just you and the guys. You scanned the white paper searching for your name and there it was perfectly printed next to the name of the one person you hadn't spoken to in years.

You gasped loudly, making Sana and San jump in their spot.

Jung Wooyoung - Park Y/N

"I did not just get put into a group with Wooyoung." You groaned, taking a deep breath as you rubbed your face, San sat in front of you, equally dejected at the idea of not working together. 

"Does he even come to school?" you threw your hands up and paced the bleachers deep in thought.

Maybe you could ask Mr Min for a change of partner, i mean you and San have been aceing music together since first year of highschool, he should want to you two together, right?

"Why don't you guys just talk to him?" Sana suggested munching away at her apple, as if talking to wooyoung was the easiest thing in the world.

You and San turned to Sana with a blank face, looked back at each other and bursted out into laughter, leaning against each other, wiping at the tears falling from your face.

"Wha- Hey!"

You grabbed the apple out of her hand and threw it who knows where.

"Did you not just hear what i said?!"

You were about to continue with your rant but you stopped at the sound of the speakers crackling throughout the school.

"Welcome back KQuers to another Tuesday lunch special, i'm your host Maddox and today we have a new entry to the school's playlist, this song is called Friends go.

It suddenly felt like you couldn't breathe, the familiar sound of trumpets that took you so long to perfect in your little home made studio and the ska beat of your guitar played throughout the whole school, you were paralyzed by fear, your mind going back to what you had done.

"Ahhhhh" you screamed into your pillow, replaying the earlier events.

San and Sana tried to grab your attention but as if you were possessed, you grabbed your bag, skipped the rest of your classes and ran home, your phone buzzing at the missed calls from the duo.

you groaned not expecting Sana to come barreling into your room.

She slammed the door open looking around the room for you, just to find you sat on your bed pillow on your crossed legs and a look of fear on your face.

"It was you wasn't it!" she said cupping your face between her hands, the only thing you could  do is nod as she sat on the bed cradling you to her chest.

"Why didn't you tell us?" she cooed as you hugged her back.

It wasn't a secret between you three that you liked music, well more than liked, it was your life, your mother had always said you came out singing out of her womb instead of crying, it's just, you had stopped anything that had to do with music.

"Y/n this is good i didn't know that you had started singing again, you have to do something with that songs it's really good, maybe you could sent i-"

This was what you were afraid of, this is exactly why you didn't tell them, the thought of having to sing in front of a crowd of people takes you back to first grade, when Twenty, five years old and their parents watched you sing twinkle twinkle little star while you cried through the embarrassment. 

You got off your bed and started pacing around your room, biting your nails.

"Look" you sighed

"Since the start of highschool you have been the more outgoing popular one everyone loves you, but me, i am the total opposite of you, getting drunk, kissing strangers, shopping for the latest clothes and worrying about how i'm going to sneak out of the house is not my style, my style is more staying at home on a friday night, reading fanfiction, eating doritos and watching pride and prejudice for the 100th time and you know what i am fine with it, i am totally fine with no one knowing who i am" you ranted plopping down on your desk chair.

 "Don't you want to have fun this year?"

Sana, sat on her knees in front of you grabbing onto your hands gently, soothing them with her thumbs, "It's our last year don't you want to at least leave a peace of you here in this town before we go to college"

"Let me think about it?" you looked up at the ceiling with a finger on your chin.

"No"

She huffed getting back to her feet, fixing her outfit.

"Get up we're going to the mall" 

"Nooo" you whined throwing yourself onto your bed, "Do you want to get ice cream?" you questioned, as she took her car keys out of her purse.

"No, we're going to find you a band"

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Wooyoung

Ateez: Bouncy (K-Hot Chilli Peppers)

Ateez Part 118 / ∞

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Palazzo Sophia Celestiale | location home photoshoot. Wooyung NSW, Australia.

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excited for ateez in atlanta!!😱🙈🥹

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[yuyusboyfriend]

Sweet Dreams ☾˚✧

pairing: best friend!wooyoung x reader

wordcount: 2k

content: Playing with your best friend's hair seems to do more to him than you think.

warnings: nsfw, slight somno, dom!wooyoung, sub!reader, petnames (baby, babe, sweetheart, love, honey) afab!reader, no use of gendered pronouns but words like cunt, clit etc. are used, nipple play, cunnilingus, wooyoung is still a brat, lmk if im missing anything!

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He squeezed your waist as you continued to brush his soft locks, letting out soft snores against your thigh. You swiped your finger over what he called his "dot", before returning to playing with his dark strands.

Wooyoung had been by your side since your first year of college, sitting down next to you on the first day; He purposely flicked his pencil onto your desk to distract you both from the task at hand.

"whatcha doing?" He said to you in a failed attempt at whispering. You gave him a quick side eye before returning to your work and dropping his pen on his desk.

"The work. I'm doing the work."

"Cool! Cool… what was the work again?" You finally give him a proper look at his face. Fuck, he's gorgeous. The mischievous grin he had plastered across his face was angelically evil and you could hardly tear your eyes away as you analysed his perfect features.

"Like something you see?" He ran his tongue against his top teeth as you stared back at him in now horror.

"What?" you yell, flustered and loud enough for a few classmates to whip their heads in your direction with a glare.

"My name's Wooyoung, you?" He-Wooyoung carried on as though nothing happened, as you noticed he was holding your phone and adding his number, texting himself so he could save yours.

"y/n, but what are you-" The professor announced the class was over and Wooyoung had already hopped out of his chair and walked to the exit, before turning around one last time,

"Talk soon, yeah?" He softly smiled at you and left.

That's what led you here, as his sleepy sounds echoed in the silence of your bedroom. The laptop that had been previously playing the movie you were watching on mute, careful not to wake him up. It was the last day of exams and you were both taking your well-deserved rest. Wooyoung looked so innocent in his slumber; long lashes resting on his smooth cheek, hands squeezing tighter around you occasionally as if he wasn't already close enough to you. He was so… kissable.

Fuck, you shouldn't be thinking about that - You had been trying your best to forget the silly flutter you felt in your chest when you thought about your best friend. You knew better to feel this way about Wooyoung, but every time he invaded your personal space, which was a lot, the ache in your stomach became worse with each touch. To say you were suffering right now would be an understatement.

"Mmhm…." Wooyoung hummed in his sleep, fidgeting against your outstretched leg under him. You stared at his lips as he huffed again.

"You having a dream woo?" You knew he was still too deep in his sleep to hear you, but you still hoped he would wake up and put you out of your misery. He shuffled against your leg again and squeezed you once more, rolling his hips slightly.

Was… was he hard?

"woo, seriously" he cut you off with a whimper against your waist, his jaw dropping open slightly to let the noise slip out onto you. Your muscles froze as he grinded on your leg, desperate for friction. You tried to escape the grip of the boy but as you shuffled away he only readjusted his tight hold on you and pulled you further down grinding into your inner thigh. You could feel yourself getting wet at the situation as well as the growing patch on your thigh from Wooyoung's precum leaking through his jogging bottoms.

"y/n, fuck" his sleepy form dug his nails into your lower back making you moan at the pain and pleasure, making you squirm enough to-

"y/n?" Wooyoung was looking up at your restless form, worry forming in his darkened eyes as he tried to halt the drag of his hips against your crotch. Your own body holding back the urge to push your hips up to him closing the minuscule gap between your heated bodies.

"Woo,

I'm sorry I should've woken you up-"

"y/n, please shut up for like two seconds" Wooyoung breathily whispers before reaching up to your face and lunging his lips against yours. His kiss was overflowing with desperation as he gripped the back of your neck to pull you towards his form, resuming his hips movements over your clothes. You could feel his head pressing down into your cunt through the stupid amount of layers separating your bodies.

"Fuck baby, you think I can get these off you?" Wooyoung whispered sweetly into your ear, snapping the waistband of your sweatpants and grazing his teeth against the sensitive skin under your ear. You tried to wriggle them off by yourself but Wooyoung wanted to hear your words.

"words baby." He peered through his long lashes.

"please Wooyoung."

"'Please Wooyoung' what?" Oh, what a bastard. He was getting off on being bratty despite his growing need in his pants getting harder by the second. Knowing Wooyoung meant you knew he wasn't gonna give up this fight no matter how in need he was.

"Woo take these off me right I swear to god" He snatched your sweatpants from your waist along with your undies and stuffed them in his pocket before you could finish your threat.

"Honey you're soaked, all from me rubbing up on you while I was asleep? that's dirty." his hoarse voice seeped through a wide grin. He dragged his thumb against your cunt, spreading your arousal to your sensitive clit.

"Shit! Wooyoung, please oh my god" you whined under his soft touch.

"Not God, love, I'm better" He gave you a wink before lowering his head to kiss down your thighs, each kiss nearing further to your aching cunt as you pleaded and begged him to end your suffering. Your hips lift as his lips latch around your clit, tongue moving expertly against it while he slides a digit into your begging hole. It wasn't enough. You needed him, his cock to fill you. As though he could hear your thoughts raging around your head, he takes his mouth off you for a second.

"I need you wet enough to take me, sweetheart, I can't go hurting you now can I?"

"Wooyoung I can take it you dickhead, please," You pant, tipping your head back.

"You're so impatient, can't even let me enjoy my meal" He huffed wiping his mouth, standing up to untie his sweats and rip them off, "You got a condom?" He looked at your bedside drawer and opened it before giving you a chance to answer. He closed his palm around a small silver vibrator and presented it to you.

"you think about me when you use this baby?" he bit his lip as he examined the toy, turning it on to feel the vibrations on his fingertips. "You probably touch yourself with this while whining my name under your breath, huh." You shivered under him at the filth spilling out of his mouth, your own words stuck in the back of your throat at the sight of him. You leant up to tug his shirt off of him, desperate to feel his skin against yours, thighs clenching together as your eyes take in his naked form.

"please." Your whimper was enough for Woo to reach back into the drawer and fish for a condom, finally pulling one out and ripping the foil with his teeth as his other hand busied itself massaging your thigh. He slipped the condom over his hard length, groaning at the feeling of how turned on he was and leaned over your form.

"you sure?" He looked into your eyes, looking for any doubt or concern and being met with nothing but lust and your love for the boy.

"Wooyoung, now please, please" He cut off your begs, his tip slapping against your clit and meeting the entrance of your cunt, pressing into you with a hard thrust. You knew he was big but the feeling of your hole being filled so well had you writhing under him at the stretch.

"shit woo, I'm gonna cum," You pant, not registering your blabbering.

"Then cum baby, but I'm not done with you yet," He nipped at the skin of your collarbone, leaving a trail of blooming marks on your skin that made you whine. He thrusts into you a few more times before feeling you clench around him, feeling your release leak onto his cock, not halting his movements. He rocked himself deep into you, slowly turning the feeling of overstimulation into mind-breaking pleasure. The way he slammed into you every few strokes brought you back to the reality of him burying his length in your wet cunt. All you could muster was a string of moans mangled with his name, the pleasure suffocating your ability to think comprehensibly.

"My cock making you forget your words, babe, ah, fuck you're so cute under me. " He ran his tongue along your sternum, before latching his mouth onto your aching nipple. Ludicrous noises of his mouth lapping at your skin, his lips leaving your nipple with a pop before moving to the other and repeating his actions. You could only moan in reply, wrapping one arm around the back of his head to play with the hair at the nape of his neck, the other dragging your nails across his back in a way that was sure to leave a few marks by the time you were done.

before you could process what was happening you heard a buzzing noise coming from the boy's hand, "Better give this a go shall we? wanna see you come undone again." Your eyes shot open as you felt the cold metal vibrator around your clit, Wooyoung running it up and down as to deny your your second orgasm for a bit longer while his own began to build. He snapped his hips into you harshly, still with a consistent rhythm despite him slowly losing a grip on his sanity being buried so deep in you. His cock managed to brush up on your g-spot with every slam making you see stars.

You felt the vibrations directly on your clit now, your screams filling your bedroom as he continued to drive into your aching cunt - with the extra stimulation you were on the edge of your orgasm, and Wooyoung was basking in your noises, hips movements growing more sloppy by the second. The dirty noises from the base of his cock meeting your soaked cunt mixed with your moans in the air had his eyes rolling back.

"Woo I'm gonna- I can't-"

"You gonna ah- you gonna come on my cock again? Do it, I know you can" He grunted into your ear, voice hoarser than before. Your cunt squeezed his aching member as you came around him once again, feeling the condom swell with his own release inside your sore walls. He continued to roll his hips into you, riding out your orgasms together till you were done.

He looked into your eyes, and to your lips before connecting them again. You wrapped your hand around the back of his neck to pull him in closer, desperate to be close to him still.

"I need to pull out and get you cleaned up love," He whispered to you as you protested, wanting to feel him in you for a bit longer. As he pulled out, you let out an airy moan, sighing at the loss of feeling full. Wooyoung tied the condom and tossed it in the trash before pulling his boxers up and leaving to get something to clean up with.

You watch the way he moved as he helped clean you up, before pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead.

"Woo-"

"I love you y/n." You whip your head up to look at him, a little annoyed he just stole the words out from your mouth.

"I was gonna say that! You bastard i wanted to say i love you first!" He let out a high pitched laugh at your pouting face, before reaching to you and kissing you softly.

"You snooze you lose, love."

oh my god i've wanted to write for woo so bad, its kind of shocking out of all the members I wrote woo as a dom but the heart wants what the heart wants❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 sorry for not posting in forever but I've had noooo motivation it's been ass 💔 thank you for reading !!!!

also this isn't proof read so most likely some mistakes 🙏

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[bigvolcano]

#FoodieFriday Where's the cheese come from? Well, here for one. Check out the Northern Rivers Food, 2022 Harvest Trail on this weekend! #visitbigvolcano #northernrivers #harvesttrail #foodtrail #nomnomnom #foodlovers #tweedvalley #burringbar #mooball #crabbescreek #pottsville #wooyung #tweedcoast #farnorthnorth #foodgloriousfood #farmtotable #paddocktoplate Reposted from @debra_allard_cheesie Well we are opening the farm up for one day only folks! @northernriversfood Harvest Trail 30th & 31st July is a great way to see local farms and taste local food. Our tour is Saturday 30th July in conjunction with @norcomilkaustralia . 4 sessions during the day and 2 of those sessions are on while we are milking. Bookings are essential. We only have space for 8 cars so full the car up and book in! Jim will be signing Norco milk bottles, give away Norco flavoured milk and Claudia will be selling cheese. https://www.instagram.com/p/Cgltrt1p_EX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[blueberrysan]

top 10 anime betrayals

#atzsource #ateez edit #ateez #yeosang #kang yeosang #wooyoung #jung wooyung #ateez gifs #shaytriestogif #i love them sm

[ateezfanficthingies]

ATEEZ - How they confessed to you

I'm cheezy and single. Be quiet. 😂

THIS IS MEANT PURELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES AND IS NOT MEANT TO REPRESENT NOR SLANDER ATEEZ NOR IT'S MEMBERS IN ANY WAY.

SEONGHWA

You and Seonghwa were already pretty close. Not best friends close but you both judged the other members together.

For the past week Seonghwa had tried speaking to you more and agreeing to come with you guys to places.

This was because he realised he had feelings for you and wanted to spend more time with you so he made extra effort to do just that.

Not that you noticed. You were oblivious.

Yunho and Wooyoung on the other hand would tease him, threaten to tell and (aggressively yet super supportively) encourage him to talk to you more - all at the same time.

Yunho and Wooyoung were actually getting tired of waiting so they took matters into their own hands. (He would have confessed eventually and you guys would have your happily ever after but this was just much faster let's be real here.)

They invited you out, lied saying the other members didn't wanna come but they hadn't asked Seonghwa yet.

So when you asked him he knew what they were up to but at the same time it was kinda perfect.

At some point on the way to the movie theatre Yunho and Wooyoung shared a glance and magically both needed the bathroom, speeding off to leave you two alone, giggling like children when they were hidden from view and watched you guys praying Seonghwa would confess.

You both laughed at their weirdness.

Seonghwa decided to make use of this opportunity even though his heart was trying to break his ribs.

He was soft spoken and sincere as could be.

He turned to face you and took your hands in his as he confessed.

"W-well since they're gone I think now might be as good a time as any to say… I really… really like you Y/N…"

HONGJOONG

You and Hongjoong both worked as musicians. Whereas he was an idol you were a solo artist (without a company - you got famous yourself. Fuck the system.).

ATEEZ was essentially a whole fan club just for you and Hongjoong contacted you so you could collab with ATEEZ.

You got close with the whole group VERY quickly and were all best friends almost instantaneously.

Now I see this playing out in two ways actually:

01 - While you guys were working on the instrumental together you went ahead and ordered takeout for the two of you, while you guys took a break to eat he confessed to you and he ended up kissing you when you said you feel the same.

02 - After the song had been released it did SO well and you two were so proud you both celebrated by drinking together where he then confessed to you and you ended up in a slow yet sweet make out session you when you said you feel the same.

"Y/N… I genuinely hope you don't see this as me fanboying because… honestly since we met you my feelings have just gotten stronger… I-I just really, really like you…"

YUNHO

You and Yunho became good friends REALLY quickly.

Whenever you visited there was a 90% chance you would end up cuddling a member and there was a 99.9% chance that member was gonna be Yunho even if he had to tear you from Wooyoung and/or San's arms himself.

You both found that the insane height difference made the other the perfect cuddle partner and you would end up talking about anything and everything while his figure wrapped around you like a cute, tall blanket.

It's been months now and Yunho has developed feelings for you but since he's always so emotional, clingy and loving you don't notice it.

Surprisingly you don't notice how strange it is that when you guys are outside he insists on staying behind you because he wants to make sure you're safe, or how he touches you more - for instance by softly grabbing your hand when he wants you to come with him to see something and you never noticed how he stares at you so lovingly in your guys' reflection when he cuddles you and you ramble on about something.

One such night you had both talked yourself out and were just enjoying the calm, quiet atmosphere.

The warm and kind of dim light, his soft heartbeat against your ear and his calming breathing as his strong arms kept you in a safe and warm embrace.

He was the one to break the silence.

"Y/N… do you like me?"

YEOSANG

You loved skating but didn't really try to learn anything beyond not falling off and rounding a corner.

But when you and Yeosang bonded over skateboarding he really wanted to teach you tricks on the board. So now you guys went out almost everyday to skate and you learnt a bunch of tricks.

You decided to just watch him skate as you were pretty tired but still wanted to hang out with him.

Nothing actually went wrong-wrong; he just stepped to push himself further but his ankle did that thing ankles do sometimes where for a split second they cave underneath you.

He managed to not fall off but got off the board and had to hop on his right foot to you and sit next to you.

He was sucking in breaths at the pain and you touched his shoulder with your left hand and his ankle with the other.

You explained since you have the coldest hands on the planet that could help a bit with the pain so you wrapped both your hands around his ankle.

You looked up at him to see if it eased the pain but he was just staring at you with a somewhat worried expression.

He confessed to you and after you said you felt the same he slowly leaned in and captured your lips in a soft, sweet, loving kiss.

"Y/N you're so incredible… I'm sorry but I want to say it now before I try to postpone it for a better time or just don't have the guts anymore but I really like you… I like you so so so much and I've had absolutely no idea how to tell you and it's been like three weeks."

SAN

Somebody kept leaving you cute notes to find.

They were addressed to you but it never said who wrote them.

They would be on your desk (so when you enter your room there's a green sticky note complimenting your outfit), on your laptop screen (so when you opened your laptop there'd be a lil' yellow sticky note telling you how talented you are), on your travel mug (it already had coffee in it ready for you to take to work and the pink sticky note wished you a great day and told you you're cute).

One day you saw San hunched over writing on something.

You could see his profile and he had such an adorable smile on his face as he wrote that you were curious what he was writing (and subconsciously wondered if he was the culprit).

You hid from view but could still see him and saw him place a pink sticky note on the oven (the members convinced you to make them food because there was one dish you made that they went crazy over so he knew you were gonna use the oven soon).

One day he was surprised to find a light purple sticky note on his phone telling him there was a stash of chocolate in the back of the fridge just for him.

His smile was so wide it hurt his cheeks.

And it made eating the chocolates very diffcult.

You guys continued with this game (occasionally addressing the note to the other using a dumb nickname for no reason like "Dimples", "Chef", "Wooyoung's bf", "I forgot", "The rat under the sink") until finally he left a note you had both been waiting for.

"To: my cute sticker buddy I really, really like you. Do you wanna go out sometime? :>"

MINGI

Even I don't know what you two were doing in the kitchen and I'm the one (in my zone) writing this.

Like… you guys were SUPPOSED to be making a cake but all you were MAKING was a MESS.

There was flour, EVERYWHERE.

The sugar almost got knocked over…

…and then it did get knocked over (it was a small bag thank goodness).

You both ate almost (almost) all the strawberries and both had some fucking K-Drama moments where someone had whipped cream on their face (because of course you two were ALSO eating the whipped cream) and the other wiped it off with their finger and licked it.

And then whoever did that immediately tried to distract the other by throwing more flour at them.

Finally you both managed to calm down and you got to work on the batter while he put away what you had already used.

You were asking him to bring back another ingredient because you needed more but when you turned around he was right behind you and his face was level with yours.

You were both quiet for a bit but the moment you briefly glanced at his lips he took note and kissed you immediately.

After that you paused before falling into a short-lived but intense make out session.

You both naturally stopped and he smiled against your lips.

"So… I don't know if you've noticed - cuz I hide it so well, but I kinda like you…"

WOOYOUNG

You and Wooyoung were besties.

He was always flirting with you but you didn't know it was a half-joke.

You didn't know that at the beginning of this month he was dealing with the sudden realisation that he was HEAD OVER HEELS FOR YOU.

Oh my GOD he just wanted to snuggle and kiss and love you and tease and tickle you and make you food and hug you and take you on dates and make you more food and hug and kiss you even more and the realisation hit him like a damn freight train.

He was both more annoying and teasing and more gentle and caring at the same time.

Like he would prank you here and there and make flirtatious jokes but he would also wake you up with coffee and when you were crying would hold you and get serious and was genuinely worried and would get angry if it was some person who made you feel this way.

One day while he was teasing/flirting with you (as usual) he made a comment that seemed just a LITTLE obvious.

He got really flustered.

Like REALLY really flustered.

Like he stopped mid sentence, his eyes slowly got wider and he was still sassily leaning on his leg except now it was an awkward stance because ALL of that confidence just abandoned him immediately.

Mumbled he has feelings for you.

Ran away immediately after.

Later that day when you saw him come out of his room and you guys made eye contact he let out an embarrassed laugh and approached you.

"So… Uhm… like I said, uhh I like you but like I really really like you… so I was wondering if maybe~~ you wanted to go out with me?"

JONGHO

You and Jongho were hanging out a lot and got pretty close.

He realised he had a crush on you and slowly tried to show it.

Like he'd hug you from behind, send pics of himself at the gym after working out, save some food or coffee for you instead of eating or drinking it himself.

One night he had a nightmare that Wooyoung kissed you in front of him to spite him for not making a move earlier.

He woke up in a cold sweat with his heart racing and when he realised it was a dream he was relieved to know he hadn't lost you.

However Wooyoung in real life did know about his crush, so that morning he asked you to walk with him to a coffee shop.

On your way back home from the coffee shop he confessed.

But like he just suddenly blurted it out to rip off the bandaid.

"I like you.  . . .  Uh… hehe. I~ like you a lot. Uhm I wanted to know if you maybe wanted to… do something… at some point… together… with me?"

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[memedreamm]

amazed to see how every mention on ep 10 online is abt the romance thats abt 40% of the episode when i just felt so off about the case the entire time. i was annoyed that no one treated ffs with agency. she has a disability but she also has the mental age of someone who is 13 which means she is definitely capable enough to communicate her own needs. im also annoyed about her over bearing mother who also does not let her speak. i get that this reflects the realities of a lot of people with disabilities but every time someone talks over a disabled person i get progressively angrier.

#im also annoyed at youngwoos bitch ass bio mom who has no say in what she should do w herlife #wooyung is alone here NO SHE ISNT SHE HAS GREAT FRIENDS AND A BF AND A LOVING DAD WHO ALSO FUCKS UP BUT IS 10X BETTER THAN YOU!!!!! #also when the mom was screaming at youngwoo i was going to go through the screen and beat her ass #it didnt resolve in a satisfying manner which i think is interesting but also ofc its the case where someone w a disability is involved 😑 #im ranting bc i have no one to talk abt this drama to #extraordinary attorney woo #i will keep thinking abt the CASE!!! WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABT THE CASE!!!!

[kpopmultifan]

2PM’s Wooyoung has released the 1st MV teaser for “Off the Record,” the title track of his upcoming 3rd Japanese mini-album which is scheduled to be released on June 7th.  

#2pm #wooyoung #2pm: wooyoung #mv teaser #wooyung: mv teaser #wooyoung: off the record #japanese #wooyoung: japanese

[lycanus]

for @luneblush ... to anyone

"oh, shit, hey, how long have you been awake?" wooyung says with a start when he notices them lingering in the corner of his vision. "i'm sorry if you thought i left," he says softly, wrapping his arms around their waist. "even on days i don't work, i usually wake up early....and then i was going to make coffee for us, but i got distracted looking for your mugs, and....sorry. i wouldn't leave you like that."

#wooyung. conversation #luneblush #first time hooking up/spending the night perhaps.... #lmk if this doesn't work!

[j-a-nuary]

Found the perfect Atiny holiday destination

#wooyung beach #wooyoung #close enough just let me have this #lmao #atiny #QQ more

[stealthatsweater]

ATEEZ - IT's You (YEOSANG, SAN, WOOYOUNG) | Line Distribution (Color Coded)

#youtube #ateez #IT's you #line distribution #choi san #san #kang yeosang #yeosang #wooyoung #jung wooyung