You were late as usual. In the morning, you told Mingyu to not wait for you for dinner but deep down, you hoped he welcomed you home and joined you for dinner.
It’s been years since you last had a romantic candlelight dinner with your husband. Your second child was already two years old and finally, you can relax at home.
“I’m home,” you said softly to the empty living room and did everything in minimal noise before getting into your shared bedroom.
What you saw on the queen-sized bed was the sleeping trio. Your husband was on the right side of the bed with your daughter on top of him, lying on her tummy. Next to him was your two-year-old son, his arms and legs spread freely so similar to his father.
You tiptoes toward the bed and corrected your little girl’s posture and pulled out her thumb from her mouth. Tugging at the personal blanket of your son, you draped it across his small body and fixed his clothes.
Lastly, your husband.
You were taken by surprise when he caught hold of your wrist and beamed. “I thought you were sleeping!” you scolded quietly at him and chuckled when he pointed at your daughter on him.
You sat on the edge and helped to pick up the girl. You hugged her for a while and showered kissed her face until Mingyu was ready to take turn and put her on the bed again.
“I was waiting for you. Let’s eat dinner,”
“It’s 10 and you haven’t had dinner?”
Mingyu pecked on your cheek and pulled you up. “I had earlier while I was feeding them but now I’m a little hungry,” he said and took you out.
“Can you wait for me to reheat the food?” Mingyu asked, turning his head to look at you. “Can you cook ramyeon for me? I crave that,”
“Sure, I can, ma'am,”
That night, you felt like you were a newlywed once again. Mingyu served you like a queen and you had a heart-to-heart conversation with him for the entire night.
“I love our family now but I missed you a lot,”
“I think two is enough,”
You laughed, finding his heartfelt rather amusing. Giving you a light kiss, Mingyu made a remark, “Let’s spend the night to the fullest,”
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jun wasn’t so emotional when you first met him even until you both got married, he barely shows his defenceless side to you
however, when you discovered your first pregnancy, he began to weaken his wall and cry with you
it’s said that husbands that love their spouses too much will experience the pregnancy symptoms instead of their wives
you didn’t know how it happened but one day you woke up in an ambulance, soaked in red liquid
Jun was gripping onto your hand like his life was depended on it and you realized that you had a first-trimester miscarriage
after that incident, your life turned bleak and nothing could lighten up your mood, even your husband
eventually, jun brought you to see a therapist and he sat down the whole session to understand the situation
since then, he knew you’d post-miscarriage depression
he took off work very frequently to keep you company at home and with your family’s support, you were able to see the rainbow once again
it took you and your husband, Jun, three months to recover.
you felt like the whole thing couldn’t get better without your husband’s constant and devoted heart in helping you
now, you two can sleep with ease every night and on top of that, god has blessed you and Jun with new family members
you just recently gave birth to a pair of twins; a boy and a girl
“Phew, they finally stopped crying,” jun said, climbing the bed to be next to you
There was a thin layer of sweat just now but Jun must’ve taken a bath before joining you in the bed
“You’ve worked hard. Thank you,” you hugged him around his waist and clasped your hands together behind him
Jun looked at your face and smiled, “I didn’t do much, you did everything,”
he didn’t change in the eyes of others but as his wife, you knew he’s grown a lot matured in a span of a year
he’s less spending time outside with his friends and made up time he’s at work by helping take care of the twins
although it was a novel experience, he was willing to learn and improve
“Y/N, i don’t wish for you to forget our first child but don’t be too sad about it and blame yourself for losing him. we were probably new to pregnancy and i was ignorant about it that we couldn’t manage to keep him safe,”
rubbing your shoulder to supply comfort, he added
“you are strong, even stronger than i am for bearing those tough days. Let’s live happily from now on and don’t let the past waste our time,” you heard him clear and you nodded
snuggling closer to his warmth, you didn’t hold back your tears as they wet jun’s pyjama
he silently patted your back until you yawned
“go to sleep, i’ll check on the twins after that,”
he ended your day with a tender forehead kiss and a phrase
“i hope to wake up to a smile tomorrow. I love you, Y/N”
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//bright after rain everyone! don’t let the past hold back the happiness :> //
It was a wise decision to not come out of the room, you thought. As you stood behind the glass door watching your husband, Joshua, playing with the children, you felt an indescribable joy bubbling up in your heart.
You could never imagine finding love once again after your failed first marriage. It was as if God was still giving you a chance to be happy, Joshua came into your life.
“Honey, you can take a rest while I play with them!” Joshua’s sweet voice rang among the childish laughter. You nodded and returned a grateful smile at him before walking to the bed.
You were heavily pregnant when you planned the whole trip for the family. Joshua insisted to wait for your labour before going but you didn’t want the kids to be held back. Countless times, you were asked: “Mommy, are we going to the beach?” “Mommy, are we going to play this weekend?” and any normal mother would melt to those.
Thankfully, they didn’t nag or cry when you said you’re not going to join them playing in the water. “It’s okay, mommy!” your eldest son vigorously took your hand and shook it. Pointing to the grown man preparing for their towels, he continued. “Daddy is here so we’ll play with him. Mommy shouldn’t tire yourself!”
“Nawh, baby~”
“I’m not a baby anymore,” he pouted and hugged your arm. He played with your hair and whispered. “I’m a big brother. Don’t call me baby anymore, mommy. My pride is hurt!”
You peered at him and chuckled. You were holding your daughter in another arm and you heard a giggle. “Big brother is a baby~” your daughter mumbled with her mouth covered with her chubby, little hands.
Time passed without you realizing it. Your two children are no more of a baby that needs your meticulous attention. They can run and argue with you. The most touching thing they’ve said was, “Mommy, we’re big now. Don’t worry about us and mommy should be happy. New daddy will make you happier!”
You wished for them to never grow up.
“Hun,” Joshua called you and his attempt to get you awake was fruitful. You turned to the other side and immediately being caught within his harmless embrace. “You were crying,”
“Was I?” you asked, wiping the dried tears down your face. “I didn’t know,”
Joshua stroked your back and pulled you closer. “Want to share with me about it?” he softly asked but he didn’t intend to prod further. He knew that you’d tell him if you took the thing seriously. Maybe it was just emotional turbulence that made you cry.
“No big deal,” you let out a relief chuckled. “Pregnancy thingy, you know. How’re the kids?”
“Good as usual. I’ve bathed them and now they’re taking a nap next door,” Joshua gave you a light-feather kiss on your lips before getting up.
He seemed beat but wanted to look cool at the same time that he didn’t express it in front of you. You kind of pitied him.
“Aren’t you tired?”
Joshua took his leisure time to answer. He picked up a glass from the kitchen and poured water in it for you. “If I’m already tired just by playing with two kids how I’m gonna survive with three?” he grinned as he touched your swollen belly.
“Did he kick today?” you shook and as just you wanted to reach for Joshua’s hand on your tummy, the tiny human kicked. You winced.
You laughed before whining to your husband. “Look at your son!” Joshua followed suit. He beamed and sought for the next interaction. “He knew his father’s voice,”
“Come, baby. Kick again,”
You rolled your eyes and swatted his hand off. “I’m hurt here and you’re merrily laughing,” you held the base of your tummy for support and about to get down from the bed.
“It’s okay, I can manage,” you rejected Joshua’s offer as soon as he ran to your side for assistance. “If others see this, they might think I’m too vulnerable when all women suffer the same,”
“They should think like that! Men exist to love their women. This is the bare minimum,” He said firmly, his hands were already under your armpits and were about to help you up.
You stopped him and closed your eyes. “What’s wrong, honey?” his voice was now filled with genuine concern. He crouched down and cupped your face.
“Is it hurting? Okay, I won’t ask him to kick anymore,” he inched closer and gently patted there. “Behave in there. Don’t make your mommy-”
“Joshua,” you called his name quietly. You couldn’t bear to see his worried expression and let him grasp your hands for whatever reason.
He didn’t say anything to give you some space but the things you said next had him determined to treat you better.
“I wish I can give birth to our baby safely and make you the proudest father ever,”
“I’m glad I found you, honey,”
“Me too,”
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“Why are you still up?” your husband asked as soon as the call was connected to you. Laced with jest, he continued. “Are you waiting for me?”
You rolled your eyes and answered, “I just put our baby to sleep and you happened to call,” you had to feign the excitement to meet Seungkwan after almost a month of being apart from each other.
You checked yourself before the full-length mirror- you barely touched the black lingerie you bought a month ago and now wearing it for your husband felt embarrassing.
He has work to do overseas and initially it was only for a week but then he was suspended there for a few more weeks. He was sorry that he couldn’t come back in the intervals but he promised you he’ll take you for a trip at the end of the month.
Just you two alone.
Seungkwan chuckled at your coy behaviour. He missed you physically and emotionally but he just has to wait for less until he arrives home.
“I’m in a cab now but you can just go to sleep first. Don’t have to stay up for me,” he insisted and you hummed your response.
Afterwards, he told you to end up the call and go directly to bed.
Little did he know, you were anxiously sitting at the edge of the bed for him to come and greet you.
Your yearning for him will end soon. He will be next to you again. You missed him like hell a lot.
You didn’t feel sleepy at all and scrolled through Twitter to entertain yourself but it wasn’t long after the call ended, you heard the door being unlocked. Then, a slow shuffle noise of shoes being changed followed.
He didn’t go straight to the main bedroom but made a stop at your daughter’s for a moment. Your heart thumped wildly against its cage listening to his loud footstep that indicated his approaching toward you.
Under the blanket, you composed yourself and knew he was just a foot away from your side of the bed.
He gently slipped the cover off of your face to kiss your forehead but the second he did, you pulled him and hugged him.
His hands automatically went to hold your waist and came upon the realization that you weren’t wearing anything beneath.
You made him pant from the sequent, passionate kiss.
Seungkwan rested his forehead against yours and simultaneously got his whole body on the bed without crushing you. “Frankly, I didn’t expect this kind of greeting,”
You enticingly smirked at him and asked if he liked it. “Only a fool would dislike it- Oh god,”
“Why?” you worriedly checked on him. His face was slightly contorted in pain.
Seungkwan let out a low grunt and reached for your naughty hand which had travelled down there without his notice. He took a glance at your expression and knew he was in the game.
But being married for five years, you learned a lot about him and one of it is that he’ll never initiate it without showering beforehand.
“Just a quick shower, okay?” he excused himself and quickly unbuttoned his clothes and pants as he jumped down the bed to the bathroom.
You laughed and trailed after him boldly. Striping off the thin fabric, you entered the wet area and said. “I might as well examine your body and see if you’re injured anywhere,”
Well, he didn’t dare to reject the offer.
“I think I have a problem that you can fix,”
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You couldn’t say that you’re close to Jeonghan but you’ve said a few words to him almost a year ago during an event he was coupled with you.
He has a pearly set of teeth and you were once enticed with it that you asked if he had a teeth implant. That day, you regretted being born into the world.
That being said, it was the last time you ever uttered a word to him.
However, since then, you began developing a crush on him. Your friends were encouraging you to confess as Jeonghan wasn’t openly dating anyone at the moment.
“Just look at him. He’s so handsome and do you think he’d date me?” you propped your head on one hand and sighed. “I saw some gorgeous senior approached him yesterday and I realized I’ve wrapped up in myself quite recently,”
“I should repent-”
Your sentence wasn’t finished but your mouth was forcefully clasped by Minghao. “Shut up, he’s coming. Act cutely,”
“As if!”
“Bitch, I’m trying to get you hooked up,” he hissed and proceeded to smile at you. “Smile. You look like a depressed single mother with 6 kids,”
You didn’t know why he had to whisper like that but you weren’t in the mood to mess with him so you complied. It was tiring enough to face people at school and now you have to fake a smile.
Reading your mind, Minghao reassured you by nodding once and winking. “It’s for Jeonghan,” he said.
“Fine,”
Here he comes.
Your eyes followed his direction and it landed next to your bench.
Minghao playfully pointed at Jeonghan with his lips and grinned devilishly. “Oh my god, you’re so done if you do anything funny,” you moved your lips.
You knew your position is not safe but Minghao won’t go overboard, will he?
“Hey, Jeonghan. The cafeteria’s so big why are you sitting next to Y/N?” Freaking psycho.
You covered your side with your hand to block out your cursing from Jeonghan. On the other hand, Minghao appeared calm and has a ploy up his sleeve.
He waited for Jeonghan to reply but in the end, his patience ran out which he blurted out. “I won’t beat around the bush but Y/N has a crush on you,”
“No no no-”
“Really?”
“Positive,” Minghao took your hand and patted it. “What’s your answer?”
You gritted your teeth and turned to Jeonghan. “You don’t have to answer. He’s just joking,” you mocked a peal of hideous laughter and pinched Minghao.
Minghao wasn’t done. He opened his mouth again and made you walk through the walk of shame.
“She saw you with a senior yesterday and she can’t brush it off her mind. So, you are obligated to give your answer so that our precious Y/N can sleep well tonight. Look at those dark circles,” he clicked his tongue to show sympathy.
Jeonghan chuckled handsomely and stood up. You thought it was a cliche that they always describe anxiety with butterflies in the stomach.
However, experiencing it on hand sent you flustered.
With your cheeks heated up, you glanced at Minghao and bit your lips nervously. While you were distracted, you felt a soft yet asserting-dominance kind of tug on your hand.
Jeonghan literally separating Minghao’s hand from yours and he grinned.
Minghao made an expression that says “bitch we hit the jackpot” and you cannot help but blushed harder. He then pushed himself up and announced.
“So, I leave first you two lovebirds,” winked and left the two of you alone.
Perhaps you liked Jeonghan a lot, you didn’t feel the awkwardness in the air but your eyes fixed at his hand embracing yours.
Little did you know, a group of girls opposite your table were judging you.
Nonetheless, nothing can do anything to people who are in love. Therefore, you didn’t care about their gazes and neither did Jeonghan.
You shifted a bit and let him sit next to you. “I see you’re not eating lunch yet,” he started slowly. He was hesitating between releasing your hand or not but since you didn’t give him a negative signal hence he kept holding.
Jeonghan wanted to laugh at you for looking all bashful and adorable. You never took your eyes off of him but he liked the attention you were giving him.
It was his lucky day that he finally got to be your boyfriend although he hasn’t heard the truth from you yet.
He opened his mouth again but in lower voice, he said.
“Can I buy you strawberry milk and cheese bread, Y/N?” You smiled at the mention of your favourite snack.
So, he has been paying attention to you.
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“Call me if you’re free,” it was the seventh time your husband nagged at you that morning. He was holding your son in one hand and pulling your small-sized luggage in another hand.
He insisted.
You rolled your eyes at him and took your son. You were going out of the town for a couple of days and leaving him at home alone with his son.
It wasn’t like he never watched over the toddler but knowing him, you offered to hire a babysitter during days so that he can go to his workplace.
“It’s okay. I still have my paternity leave and it’s better to spare some money rather than paying just some people to take care of him,” he said that on the night you initiated.
You had to agree with him. Making money isn’t easy so it was decided that he will spend the days with the child.
You showered your son’s tiny face with smooches and it caused the older male to put on a sour mien. “I’m sure just a year ago your attention was all mine!”
You laughed unreservedly as he approached closer to you. He pulled your son and held him to his side, snaking his arm around your waist and kissed you on your lips.
He was getting greedy but he didn’t dare to indulge. After you two parted, he left a sweet kiss on your forehead.
“You never sleep on your own after we got married. I’m afraid you won’t be able to sleep tonight,”
You scoffed and poked him off. “Speak for yourself,” you grasped the luggage’s handle and waved at them. “Don’t be calling me at night with tears!”
“Same goes to you, ma’am,” he recalled everything he should remind you and lastly he shouted as you farther away. “Don’t go out alone at night. Make sure to call me if anything happens and remember to love me always! Love you, honey!”
You smiled upon hearing that.
“Your husband is so sweet, huh?” Your colleague said enviously.
You sheepishly turned your head against their inspection and replied “He’s just clingy,” with a blush on your cheeks.
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cheol is the type to be the big spoon but today he decided to be spooned by you
Just imagine this grown ass man snuggling in the crook of your neck while you’re scrolling instagram
He’d be so pissed and grope anything within his reach to get your attention
“Enough with your phone, it’s late” dominantly he pulled your hand down
You knew he’s annoyed that you’re not being attentive toward him but it was fun to see him like this once in a while
You made a noise like “aww” while pinching his cheek which caught him off-guard
He shifted from his position, turned off the lamp and returned to your arms
“You’re so big! My arms hurt,”
His eyes went wide and his cheeks puffed in the dark “No way! You never complained before,”
“Now I’m complaining,” you retorted, trying to push off his head. You almost laughed out loud when seungcheol was acting like a dog who adores its owner
You gave up finally
He’d be giggling over your failure and found his most comfortable spot on your body
“Did you use the lotion i bought you?” You sniffed his hands that were wrapping loosely around your neck
You recalled that he didn’t like applying lotion to sleep because he won’t get to smell your scent
He nodded slowly and grinned. You could feel his lips smooching your chin and it tickled
“Didn’t you oppose against it before?” He liked to be stroked in his hair so you did the favour
His reply was more like a seduction in your ear
“I changed my mind” he breathed “they said women turn on when their significant others smell nice”
And you weren’t going to let him ride the night
“I guess you’re in the right server”
He froze
“We run out of the thing. Should i go buy now?” He sat up and switched on the light back
His eyes were dripping with lust and it made you laugh
“Shit i guess you need to hold it in for awhile-”
You’re not ready to tell him that there’s a bun in the oven so you have to turn down his suggestion tonight
“Let’s just cuddle tonight,” you winked and tugged at his hand
“This is very much not like you,” with a doubtful expression, he eventually lied.
Silent
“Are you serious you don’t want to make love right now?”
“Yes,”
“I swear I’m harder”
Maybe you should learn to constrain cuz it’d be a long waiting time till then
“Go take a shower,”
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Lub-dub lub-dub lub-dub! It was so close AHHH! That was a bold move! I can’t believe he didn’t throw me off!!
You’re over the moon for the rest of the day. You have been under the weather for some days, and your parents are worried about it. Seeing you like this, they feel at ease.
You begin to anticipate tomorrow. Will your relationship with Wonwoo turn for the better? This is what makes school exciting!
However, Wonwoo feigns ignorance whenever you try to have a conversation with him. It goes on for another two days, and he still has nothing to say to you.
Not to mention, Somi and Umji also avoid talking about him during the break. They never answer your questions regarding Wonwoo, and it put you into a dispiriting mood again.
In the aftermath, you lose concentration during the computer class. In fact, your head is full of him. Your two best friends give you hints about Wonwoo’s matter, but they’re just superficial.
My mind is a mess.
After the class, you block Wonwoo’s seatmate’s path and begin questioning- more like interrogating.
“Tell me, is there any problem Wonwoo is having these days?”
Kihyun averts from your scrutiny. He refuses to talk.
“Come on, tell me,” you persuade him into confessing. As a seatmate, he must know a tiny bit about Wonwoo. “I won’t tell him that it’s you who said to me. Sounds good?”
“He’s not stupid,”
That’s very true. Hmm…
“I will bear the responsibility. Just spill it,” you convince him. This time, you’re sure you’ll get to the matter.
Kihyun sighs.
“A few third-year students have been picking up fights with him. I think Wonwoo was triggered by something they said. By the way, I remind you of a thing,”
“You shouldn’t be near to him. You know that he’s a scholarship boy, right? There’s an unspoken rule here in Sejong High…”
That’s your wake-up call. No wonder Wonwoo calls you ‘stuck-up rich kid’, and now you realize that you might’ve looked down on him, unintentionally.
He was right. I’m a stuck-up rich kid with no shame.
Although Kihyun tells you all that, you’re still on the surface. What has possibly put him off at that time? You want to know more.
As you walk to the cafeteria, Somi and Umji are busy talking about the former’s boyfriend.
“My boyfriend’s birthday is coming but I don’t know what to give him,” Somi sounds helpless as she snakes her arms around yours and Umji’s.
You don’t put your focus on her, so you don’t reply.
Umji thinks for a while before sharing her idea. “Your boyfriend is rich enough to buy everything so what if you bake him something? That’d be rather special- at least for me,”
They never stop afterwards. It amuses you that the two has yet to have their topics exhausted. They keep going on!
After getting the snack, the three of you is about to return to class but is stopped by the crowd. They run toward the field.
“The new kid is fighting with a senior!”
“Damn, he’s got gut!”
Somi and Umji simultaneously peek at your expression. “Wonwoo? Hey Y/N! Oh my god, don’t tell me-”
“Wait for us, Y/N!”
Half of the first-year students watch the fray. Some are cheering for the guy senior, and you panic.
Your imagination runs wild. As much as you hate seeing a fight erupts, you hope Wonwoo isn’t the one receiving the senior’s blow!
Your small frame slips easily through the throng, and the situation shocks you.
Umji manages to catch you while Somi’s being pulled away by her boyfriend. “We better go now!” she gives you a quick pull but you’re not moving an inch. She frantically observes the situation and heaves a sigh at the sight of the security.
“WHAT ALL OF YOU DOING HERE?” The security runs faster to the crowd and breaks off the fight. Wonwoo huffs and puffs; showing his dissatisfaction toward the guy he had punched.
The senior has a gang; they help him up. Wonwoo is the one left unattended since he’s alone. You watch him from the side and is on the horns of a dilemma.
You know it’s no good if you go help Wonwoo now with all the attention directed to him.
Out of the blue, one of the seniors speaks up. “Apologize to Juwon and we’ll act nothing happened just now,” It’s obvious he’s intended to embarrass Wonwoo in front of many students.
He smirks when his words hit the target. Mutterings are loud in the air as the audiences express their opinions.
“Wonwoo, don’t apologize!” you yell. Your voice was loud enough for the circle to pay heed to you. You cower as a response and Umji slaps your arm.
The senior snickers and voices out again.“Boy, you better give in to him. His father is a person you couldn’t afford to offend,”
Juwon slouches against his friend and finally says something at his friends. “If he doesn’t want to admit defeat, we can take this matter to the teachers. Let’s see if this parasite can win against me,” he sneers.
The involved parties are eventually called to the office. You insist to accompany Wonwoo and he has nothing to say about it.
“I’m on your side, Wonwoo! Don’t be scared of them. If anything happens, I’ll protect you!” your fingers clench and you look up to Wonwoo who’s quiet since the row had ended. Little did you know, he takes a quick glance right after you turn your head.
'Just what this meek creature can do…’
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The time in the office feels tedious. Wonwoo hates the rich kids that are only good at blabbering and settle everything with their parent’s standings.
“I won’t call my parents just for this trivial matter but I have one condition,”
The teachers think the senior makes a great deal with Wonwoo, and since they don’t want to be visited by the superior parents they push him to seize the offer.
You and Wonwoo leave the place as soon as they agreed with the deal. Wonwoo remains silent.
“They’re so childish! That’s more like punishment,” you huff with your arms crossed. You can’t believe the senior wants Wonwoo to be the ball boy for the basketball club.
“Why do you like to intervene?”
“Huh?” you stutter. This is the first time you get to hear his voice today.
“To be honest, I don’t know,’ you shrug. Your body and mind seem to be unallied when it comes to him. Even the latter warns you to not get entangled with other’s business, the former just ignores and go with it.
"By the way, don’t you think the senior is more stuck-up than me?” You ask excitedly as you lean to him and wait for his response. You want to change the impression he has about you.
Wonwoo takes in the view in front of him as he faces your question. Surprisingly, he feels less irritated by it.
He slows down his walking pace as he takes notice of yours. Wonwoo holds his hands at his back and fakes a thought.
After enjoying the hopefulness in your eyes, he gives the answer. “It seems like it,” he says.
Due to the revelation from Wonwoo himself, you cover your mouth in excitement. Wonwoo watches as you turn tomato from his word and walks ahead.
In a hurry, you ask. “So you’ll naturally sign up with the basketball club?” He raises his shoulder slightly and then nods.
Your heart soars louder and unintentionally, it echoes across the hallway. “Got it! I’m coming too!”
Since then, your life has revolved around Wonwoo. Occasionally, he would ask for personal spaces, and even though his changes are almost negligible, you don’t mind.
Being around him the whole day is fun. You get to know his habits, his favourite food and drink, or basically all about him. Not, you do seem like an ordinary girl chasing after a guy.
Wonwoo, on the other hand, feels like he has a friend. He ghosts you daily, but your presence fills a spot next to him.
The two of you get accepted into the basketball club. Every Tuesday, Wonwoo will stay at school for two hours to be the ball boy. Not that everyone tries to be silent about it, but there’s this girl who keeps waiting for the guy.
She’s pretty, and her hair compliments her exquisite, doll-like features.
She never pays attention to other guys as if her eyes are glued to the ball boy. The green-eyed seniors want to embarrass Wonwoo even more because of that.
“Hey ball boy, the bottles are empty. Refill them!” the senior who took Wonwo’s punches shouts. You quickly get up and help Wonwoo. “Let me help!”
Wonwoo lets you take 2 bottles as he carries the other 6. “Go home after we go back,”
“Why? I want to stay with you,”
Wonwoo has no idea whether you intended to flirt with him or casually announced that, but surely, he is flustered.
He regains composure and gives a response.
“What a dimwit,” the seniors are gawking at you, and you overlook that?
He wishes he could deliver that very sentence, but he may sound jealous. Well, I’m not.
“I’m here to protect you, didn’t I say that before? So, stop pushing me away cuz I won’t leave you.”
You don’t realize that your attendance by Wonwoo’s side just creates another problem for him. His workload increases by tenfold due to the green-eyed seniors.
Once the game is over, Wonwoo fulfils his duty and cleans the court. In the meantime, you listen to songs on the bench.
Wonwoo has done a lot of work and this is one nothing to him. He finishes just when everyone exits the place. He thinks that you might have returned home. You aren’t there when he checks out the place you’ve been sitting at.
Only when he walks out the hall that he accidentally eavesdrops on the conversation between you and the seniors.
He could guess the topic and he looks at the corner. If he steps just a bit forward, they will see him. And he does that.
Shoving his hands into his pockets, he then presents himself.
“Just say no if you don’t want to be his girlfriend. Don’t waste your time,”
Enlightened, you turn the senior down and run to Wonwoo. You complain at how bad his proposal was and Wonwoo chuckles.
“What do you do at the weekend?” as you wait for your chauffeur, you build a conversation with him.
Wonwoo isn’t a person to be so friendly with someone. He thinks for a while as he contemplates to answer the question.
“Study in the library,”
Wonwoo is a smart student, and his answer doesn’t come off as a surprise to you. “I’ve never been to a library before. I meant in this area but which one do you frequent?”
There are only two libraries in the area, and Wonwoo has only been to the small one since it’s closer.
“Ooh, OK then.” swiftly, you take a note of it. Just right after that, you see your family car drifts into the parking lot. “Oh! My car’s here. I have to go now.” you wave at him in a distance and shout. “Don’t stay too long under the sunlight! Bye-bye!” then you disappear into the car.
When you arrive at the library on Saturday, you quickly scan the area for him. Lucky you the place is just up to your energy to find him.
You stride from one isle to another. It’s probably the physics section when you find a familiar back.
“Hey,” you whisper from the back. Wonwoo is so immersed in his reading and you bet he wouldn’t have noticed you if you hadn’t appeared before him after that call.
With a cheeky smile, you say. “Let’s go out,”
He examines the surroundings and realizes that you come alone. “What are you doing here?” his volume is practically below scolding to avoid making a fuss in the quiet place.
“You ask too much! Come on,” You jog to his side and help him pack his stuff.
“I only ask once, and I did not agree to you,”
Not bringing too many necessities, you wind up less than a minute. “Shh… Just come with me, will you?”
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Jeon Wonwoo! A short series pt one|two|three|four After the rejection, Wonwoo finds your persistence cumbersome. Surprisingly, the quarrel results in you getting new friends.
Our current parents are not the ones who really had you. In actuality, you were adopted to a loving couple that has had no child for 7 years. Your biological parents were too poor to raise another child, and they chose to put you into adoption when you were only 5 months.
When the couples saw you in the centre, they immediately fell in love with you and agreed to take you as their child. You had your name registered under your father’s last name and basically became the daughter of their family.
It was illegal at that time, but your parents were desperate to have a child.
It didn’t shock you the first time you were disclosed to this information. You don’t look like your mother or father, and the brats at school keep suggesting that you’re adopted. Your parents then decided to tell you despite your young age.
“You are our daughter. No matter what others say, we love you with our full hearts. Don’t forget that, darling,” was what your mother told you 12 years ago.
You know they are the best family you could ever have, and they always do. Occasionally, you would thank them. Your mother was never fond of you thanking them, and your dad doesn’t have the heart to scold you for the same reason.
He hates it too, but you want them to know that you’re very grateful to them.
Your father turns to look at you and stroke your head tenderly. “Where can I find the best daughter like this in this world?”
“You can’t anymore. The world only has one best daughter, and that’s me~.”
“You’re super right!” he pinches your nose playfully and has you giggle. “Let’s go home. Mommy said she has something for you,”
The next day, you walk to your seat and sit quietly. You feel quite tired from the lacking of sleep. Your friend from America called you last night, and it continued until 3 in the morning. You were too guilty to tell her that you have school in the morning and have to sleep.
In the end, you only got 3 hours of sleep before getting ready for school.
You rest your head on the table and shut your eyes. The students are not making any noises, and you quickly fall asleep.
Wonwoo comes in when you already wake up. He is pretty late as compared to others.
You greet him with a good morning and directly ask. “Your house isn’t that far. Why are you late?”
Wonwoo pulls his chair and sits. He’s quiet on usual, so you don’t know if he’s normal or moody.
“Wonwoo, what do you think they have for lunch?”
“Wonwoo, can you teach me Physics? I’m most terrible at it..”
“Wonwoo, what club are you planning to join? Let me join you, OK?”
“Wonwoo, what did you say?” you ask again. You have lost count of how many times to call his name. Wonwoo… Wonwoo… It just rolls off the tongue.
Wonwoo raises his head and faces you. He opens his thin lips and repeats his words.
“You’re. So. Freaking. Annoying,” he utters word by word as if tearing your heart pieces by pieces. It sends you into speechless mode.
Though he tries to speak through his teeth, some students can still hear him. The girls in front of you are flabbergasted by the vulgar word Wonwoo used.
Never have they ever assumed Wonwoo could be crude to a girl. They study your face, but you’re smiling.
“I thought I made it clear yesterday that I’m not at all interested in you. I find you annoying since the first time we meet. You’re just a stuck-up rich kid that has no shame,” Wonwoo canes his chin with his palm and continues.
“Just look at you. Which part of you is charming? I’ll tell you this. Maybe you can get the white boys to line up within a snap of a finger, but I’m not like them. I hate all the girls most when they’re rich and think they’re superior to others. I don’t have to clarify with you which category you’re in, right?”
When you and the girls think he’s done, you all are wrong.
“I think I should be more clear with you-”
“Enough.” the girl with shorter hair stands up and kicks his table. “You could’ve just rejected her nicely, but you prefer being an asshole, don’t you?” she says. Her eyes are burning with rage as he stares at Wonwoo, and they only calm after her seatmate pulls her arm.
“Yeah, Somi’s right. I’ll talk to the teacher about this, Y/N. We’ll have you swap seats with some boy,” you read her nametag- Umji, and you’re about to say something when Wonwoo interferes.
What he has to say is just him admitting that he agrees with Umji. “Tell everything to the classroom teacher. I can’t be bothered sitting next to someone’s so annoying,”
“Stop it now, will you?” Somi flares again, and Wonwoo resumes his previous business.
Umji and Somi really keep their word and tell the homeroom teacher the morning incident. The arrangement changes, and you sit with a girl in the second row.
Since then, it’s quite difficult to peek at Wonwoo without being noticed.
Every day after school ends, Wonwoo flees before you catch up to him. You want to apologize to him, but the whole week has passed. In the meantime, you make friends with Somi and Umji. The depressing, lonely days become less severe with them.
During the recess, the three of you go to the field and settle on a metal bench. Somi’s boyfriend is a basketball player, so she always watches over him at the basketball court.
“Why are your face so red, Y/N?” Umji cups your cheeks and jiggles them. “Are you sick?”
You shake your head from side to side and breathes out loudly. You’ve been holding to ask them about Wonwoo, and now’s the time!
“I want to ask something, but don’t get mad. How’s Wonwoo’s doing?” you literally rap.
“Slow down, Y/N! I don’t get you-” Umji holds your shoulder and soothes your nervous heart, but Somi is quick-witted. She reiterates to Umji and then glances at you.
“What’s so nice about that a-hole? You still think about him?”
Umji doesn’t deny that, but she’s curious about Wonwoo. “I don’t know. Is it me, or Wonwoo appears to be quieter after you change seat,”
“It’s good, though. I hate it when he opens his filthy mouth. I can’t forget what he said to Y/N!” you keep silent when Somi makes a comment.
“Maybe he cares about me after all?” you say, unabashed.
Somi frowns and leans forward. “Have you lost your mind, Y/N?”
You shake your head rapidly. “To be honest, I don’t feel angry at him for saying that to me. I was wrong in the first place, so he has all the right to snap at me,” you sip the grape juice.
Somi and Umji are in disbelief, and it entertains you.
“I don’t know if this is true love or you’re too naive,”
Umji chooses, “True love, it is,” which sounds extremely unpleasant to Somi. She turns away and fakes a gag. “Blergh! Don’t you dare encourage her, Umji,”
“Let’s go to class,” Somi says after regaining her composure. You’ve been straining the urge to pee since the break started; therefore, you excuse yourself to the toilet, and the two go back to the class without you. On the way, you accidentally bump into your seatmate, Ahin, in the toilet.
She’s with her friends, talking about someone.
As you enter a cubicle, you hear a familiar name being mentioned by a girl.
“Wonwoo…” following after is barely audible, “…bullied,”
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Wonwoo packs his things up and is ready to leave. He hangs the strap on his shoulder, crossing his torso and kicks the chair. The others who are aware of his precedented action make way for him.
You see him and quickly follow after. Close.. very close, and you grab by his bag.
“You’re so fast!” you pant.
“Let go,”
“No! Are you getting in or not?” Not responding to you, you pull him by force into the elevator. Good thing; there’s no one else besides you two.
You don’t waste a second as you make a quick X-ray on him.
“No bruise, no cuts? Are you really being bullied?” you are still gripping his hands while asking him.
Not liking the skin contact, Wonwoo twists your limbs, dominates your wrists and rebukes. “I’ll not repeat it. Get your hands off me!”
“I won’t do so until you tell me,” You undo the action and hold his again. “Are you being bullied, or you’re the bully?”
The elevator opens, and Wonwoo escapes. You’re too weak to hold against him, but he was just being kind as to not hurt you.
Since you can’t do that again, you just chase after him a bit before jumping on his back. You adjust his bag and cling tightly to his neck.
“What are you doing? People are watching-”
“You don’t like the attention, right? You might as well answer me!’
Wonwoo stops in his track. It’s dangerous to move since you’re not stable.
He exhales.
"The latter. Satisfied?”
“You’re the bully?” you stretch your head to look at him. You did not expect that answer from him and squeal nonetheless.
“Thank god! I thought you’re being bullied ‘cuz if that’s the case, I don’t know what I’d do,”
What was that?.. Wonwoo wonders how could someone be happy when they’re just met with a bully.
“Aren’t you a fool?” he struggles to stand straight as you shift your weight to the side. “Get down now,”
“Oh,” You climb down and instantly admire him again. “You’re so cool!” with your clapping hands, you quick to remind him. “Don’t let anyone bully you, alright?”
“My dad’s here. Bye, Wonwoo!”
Wonwoo can’t read you. He looks up to the sky and ponders. “Why would I listen to just anyone…”
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You and Vernon have been putting your kid to sleep in her own room since she was one. However recently, the little girl likes to sneak into your bedroom in the morning and gets between the two of you.
You felt around and touched a soft thing like a baby bum. Your husband never sleeps on his stomach, you know that very well. So, it must be your daughter.
You opened your eyes to greet her but she’s actually snuggling into Vernon’s arm.
“That’s my husband,” you claimed property at your 3-year-old daughter. However, she’s very cheeky. She shook her head and reached for Vernon’s hand to hug her.
It caused the man to stir awake and was startled that the tiny human and his wife were fighting over his body.
“You didn’t lock the door last night?” you asked him sternly.
He murmured an apology before giving you a kiss on the cheek. It wasn’t special since he shared one with your child too.
“I think I come second now,” you said regretfully. You were obviously envious of your daughter- she has reigned dominance over him and she was flaunting.
Vernon laughed softly and caressed the small head lovingly.
“Don’t make your mom jealous, baby. It’ll do me no good,”
As if she could read the room, she crawled out of his arm and went to you. Following that, she acted cute to win your heart back and succeeded.
Vernon beckoned to you and you gladly got to him in a second. His warm hand snaked under your pajama and rubbed the bump that is growing each day.
“You think we’ll have a daughter again?” he asked. The expression on his face was purely wishing for one.
Your eyes drifted to the little girl and were hesitant about it.
“Let’s hope for a boy,”
He also averted to the adorable, sweet girl that was lying in the center. His heart melted for her every second of the day and he’d be done if they have another girl.
“Shall we?”
The two of you laughed. Mirroring her parents’ action, she joined in the happiness.
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“Yeah?” Dokyeom didn’t wait until he was properly seated to reply your call. It almost made you feel bad for playing a trick on him.
You calmed down before continuing, “Babe, I don’t know why but there’s a hot guy just now came up to me saying that he’d give me 100 dollars if I kiss him on his lips,” pointing at a random car in the parking lot with seriousness.
“Baby… Why’d you call him a hot guy?” he pouted.
That’s not the point but at least he’s attentive.
“Also don’t kiss him for 100 dollars,” Dokyeom leaned in for a peck and felt pleased when you smile sweetly.
You deliberately put a 100-dollar note in your hand as you showed the who-knows direction the ‘guy’ went.
“Where did you get this? Who gave you 100 dollars?” He was in. “Did you kiss him?
You gave a swift nod to his question.
“Which guy did you kiss? I’m gonna-” he was ready to lose his shit for real but halted his action when you burst out laughing so hard.
“Lee Dokyeom! Come back here! I didn’t kiss anyone. Oh my god, you’re gonna get scammed for real at this point,”
Dokyeom grunted, entered the car and pulled you onto his lap by force.
“Ahh! What are you doing,” you laughed again as he tickled you. “Bad girl, this is your punishment,”
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Series: ⇢ Pairing: San x fem!Reader ⇢ Genre: flirty af fluff, hints of angst, suggestive, kinda smutty, older reader (noona) ⇢ Synopsis: As your best friend’s maid of honor, you must endure the shameless best man’s flirting until after the wedding.
Part 6: One Less Thing - Moodboard ⇢ Genre: fluff, angst, suggestive, & slightly smutty ⇢ Warnings: language, wet daydreams, self-image issues, and self-hatred ⇢ Word Count: 8,226 i-
a/n: I feel like half of this isn’t as good as I was hoping
Series: ⇢ Pairing: San x fem!Reader ⇢ Genre: flirty af fluff, hints of angst, suggestive, kinda smutty, older reader (noona) ⇢ Synopsis: As your best friend’s maid of honor, you must endure the shameless best man’s flirting until after the wedding.
Part 5: No pic back? ⇢ Genre: fluff, angst, suggestive, & slightly smutty ⇢ Warnings: language, dirty talk, masturbation, and wet daydreams ⇢ Word Count: 4,501
Request: May I request a Scenario when Y/n is a new trainee at YG and Jaewon gets all shy around her because he likes her. Suuuper fluffy. Thanks!
Pairing : reader x jaewon
Genre : fluffy
A/N : jaewon is so good looking i kinda got distracted looking at gifs of him. i just want to say i have no idea what yg building is like inside so this is just my imagination. thank you for requesting and hope you enjoy !!
tee xx
It was my first day at the yg studio marking my first step towards making my dream come true. I had been so nervous that I hadn’t been able to even eat breakfast before leaving my small apartment. My mum had blown up my phone with encouraging messages and I tried to reply to everything she said while walking to the yg building. Even though I was nervous, I was excited to see all my idols. I was a huge fan of the artists yg produced and loved all their unique styles. I aspired to be like them one day.
I pushed open the glass front door and stood in the entrance not knowing where to go. People were walking in all directions and just as I was about to ask someone the way to the rookie practice room I get rammed in the back. I swivel around on the heels of my feet to see who it was. A boy with long-ish hair looked at me stunned.
“I’m so sorry !!” he apologised bowing. I nodded my head and bowed back. He began to walk away when I grabbed his shirt. He turned looking expectantly at me
“Um .. could you show me the way to the rookie practice room. I’m new here and I don’t know my way round” I asked. I stood waiting for an answer but he just stared at me. I noticed his ears were a fiery red and he wouldn’t look me in the eyes.
“So could you?” i ask again. He simply nodded and started walking in the direction of a lift. We got in and went up to the third floor.
“So turn left and um then you go right and should see a uh a sign with rookie on” he quietly said when we reached our floor.
“Okay thank you” I smiled at him as I got off the lift. He smiled back slightly and hurriedly pressed on another floor button. He must be in a rush, I thought. I found the room easily and began my training.
It wasn’t until the end of the week that I realised I had bumped into THE jung jaewon. He’d just debuted and had all the new girl trainees in love with him. I had seen him a few times but he was always walking really quickly and with his head down.
I had been a trainee for a couple of months when we were assigned with mentors. These were usually artists who’d already debuted and who’s style was similar to yours. My mentor was Jaewon which made me excited as I had already met him before. I followed the instructions my instructor had given me and made my way to recording studio B. I found Jaewon sat in a big black computer desk chair fiddling with the various buttons on the keyboard. I cleared my throat and said hi. He shot up knocking over the chair he’d previously been sitting on and turned to face me. He scratched the back of his head and nodded at me.
“Umm so can you rap this verse and I’ll you know tell you to like where to improve and stuff” he mumbled handing me a paper with lyrics on. I nodded and walked into the recording booth. I gave him a thumbs up to indicate I was ready and he stiffly nodded. When I was done I walked back into the control room and waited for feedback. He didn’t face me and continued tapping away at his keyboard and clicking on things on the screen. I waited for a while and when I realised he wasn’t going to say anything I sat down on the edge of the sofa that was in the corner of the room and fiddled with my thumbs.
“So how was my rapping?” I eventually asked.
This startled him again and he mumbled a good in response. He got up and hit the corner of his table with his knee making his coffee fall on the floor. He quickly bent down to tidy it up and accidentally knocked a pile of papers onto the floor as well. I tried not to laugh and started to help collect all the papers. His hand fell on top of mine as we picked up the last paper and he started to apologise and pulled his hand back.
“It’s okay” I giggled reassuring him “It’s cute”.
His eyes grew wide in size and his ears turned a red again. That must be what happens when he’s embarrased, I figured. I handed over the paper I had gathered and he bowed his head.
“See you tomorrow” I said and waved at him. He smiled at me and nodded at me. I walked out smiling looking forward to seeing him the next day.
for@boxer-skz, just a little smth before i go into hiding
[13:39] the almost-silent volume of the television seems to make you even more tired as you snuggle your head further into your boyfriend’s chest. the soft rhythm of his heartbeat is like music to your ears, and you hum sleepily when he brings his hand up to play with your hair.
when he notices your breathing finally slow down and steady itself, xuxi drops his head slightly to watch your sleeping form. sure, it’s not the most attractive angle to look at someone from, but the way your features relax into the calmest expression make it so that he couldn’t look away even if he wanted to.
even so, moments like this are rare between you two. it’s increasingly more difficult to find time to spend with each other, and the time you do have is either spent with the rest of the guys around or out in public. he unconditionally looks forward to spending time with you alone, even if you are just napping and not paying any attention to him.
as with any situation like this, his first thought is to immediately grab his phone and take a hundred pictures at both the best and the worst angles he can without moving. xuxi scrolls through them, chuckling silently to himself when he imagines your reaction to finding out he has photos of you like that. one in particular stands out, however, but not in a bad way: your head buried in his chest, lips in a soft pout, and brows furrowed so slightly that he only notices because of how often he looks at you in general. if he could only take one picture of you for the rest of his life, this would definitely top the list.
a smile of pure love and adoration makes its way onto his face as he sets the photo as his lockscreen, continuously turning his phone on to look at it for god knows how long before finally resting his head against yours and allowing sleep to cloud his mind with yours.
Hi can you do smut of wonwoo wherein he is an attractive nerdy guy and a hot girl is interested in him so they make out but wonwoo is shy and innocent so the girl takes the lead heh btw i really love your blog
thank you!!! This is like perfect for wonwoo tho istg
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You were at a house party one of the stupid kids, Seungkwan’s, house for a huge party everyone was talking about. Though you had popularity, the only reason you wanted to come was because of the new kid, aka cute nerd aka smart hottie, Wonwoo.
He’s apparently cousins with Hoshi and got into their big friendship group of buffoons, except he’s extremely smart and exceptionally nice. He’s just perfect. “Who’s up for some sevan minutes in heavannn?” Vernon slurred as if he was drunk, which he kind of was, but not really, Half of the people in the house gathered up in a circle, and you and your friend decided why not? You might get lucky.
Everyone was supposed to put a small object in a box before sitting in a circle, and you put your earring in before sitting next to your friend. Then, you guys all had to write your name on paper and put in a hat. “Okay peeps! Whos gonna be first?” Hoshi used his hand to mix the names in the hat and picked up a piece of ripped paper. “Y/N.”
Speak of the devil.
You got up and walked to the box of things, closed your eyes and wished yourself luck. You fished around, feeling things sharp, blunt, rough, and more until you felt something like a polished stick, which turned out to be a pencil. “uh-uh I.” The shy kid, Daniel, stuttered and then ran out of the room.
You heard a few snickers after the incident, and Seungcheol told you to go again. This time you picked up something made of thin wire, to open your eyes and see circle rim glasses. “Those are mine…” You followed the path of the voice to see the tall, dark haired figure of Jeon Wonwoo.
Your heart skipped a beat when you found out it was him, and it was out of severe nervousness. Your started to fidget with your fingers, playing with the rings on them. You were known as a fearless girl, but youve never even seen yourself this nervous.
You were led into an empty closet by Jun, and before he left he snickered “Have fun Woo.” which resulted in Jun being pushed out. “7 minutes start now!” he yelled before disappearing down the hallway. Uncomfortable silence took over the closet, and you continued to fidget with your fingers. It took you a minute to build up the courage to even speak to him, since your mind was racing from how unbelievable this was.
“Uh, is it okay if I?” You stuttered, not wanting to sound stupid but miserably failing. “Sure, I guess.” he replied softly. You slowly made your way to him before meeting your lips with his, butterflies and fireworks sparking uncontrollably in your stomach. If it was possible, you could have exploded by how much there was.
You were kissing him, but sadly he didnt return the favor. He just stood there, and it felt like you were kissing a statue instead of a human. You quickly broke away, not wanting it to get any more awkward since he obviously doesn’t like you back. “You know what, im terribly sorry i shouldn’t even have asked.” You apologized looking down at your shoes that were reflecting the light from the small night light that was lit inside the room.
“Thats not it, seriously.” He chocked out which surprised you. You looked up at him with a confused expression. “What?” “I mean.” He sighed. “I- I like you a lot, but i’ve never done that with someone.” You didnt say anything as he looked away, you just smiled. “Here.” you directed, placing his hands to hold your waist. “Its really easy. Just follow what im doing.”
“Okay then..” He gulped as you placed your hands on his neck. He slowly lowered in to reach your height, and then both of your lips met again, and this time better than before. Wonwoo was getting the hang of it as you lead him, sparks of ecstasy flying out from you two. The butterflies were gone since now all you were focused on was him.
For a beginner, Wonwoo made you feel something youve never felt from someone else. You couldnt explain what it was, but they way it felt was amazing. “Alright i was standing here for an additional 30 seconds, times up you two.” Jun informed. You released while smiling at him, and as you two walked out, you stuck your tongue out at him.
“We’re not playing anymore.” Wonwoo announced while holding your hand before leading you upstairs. “Whys that, hmm?” you asked him with a smirk on your face. “I want you to teach me something else.”
