Husband AU! Mingyu

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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Cuddling with Jun *with a plot*

warning - mentions of miscarriage

• 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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Husband AU! Joshua

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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Husband! AU Seungkwan

modestly suggestive

“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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Jeonghan! Crush

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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Dino! AU

“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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Cuddling with S.Coups

Pretty much suggestive ‍♀️‍♀️

• 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,”
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• 
  
• “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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Wonwoo AU! Angst

It was a negative hunch you were feeling while being at work. Your daughter was falling sick yesterday but the hospital needed you due to the shortage of manpower.

How ironic. Being a doctor and having a child that is not your patient.

Since she was a newborn, she rarely visited the clinics. Her health was always the best and you were glad that your child is healthy. It was a dream that every parent wishes for their children.

Growing up, your daughter barely had any complaints. She was always strong for someone her age and sometimes you think if you would ever have equal courage if you were in her shoes.

You and Wonwoo separated when she was only three. It was definitely a difficult decision to make but inevitably, that was the only best option for the both of you.

Your husband was a singer and is still active in the industry. Marrying an idol wasn’t easy at all. Irregular schedule and lack of intimate moments, therefore, drifted the couple away.

After the divorce, your former husband had met his daughter a few times but it had been 5 months since he last took the little one out.

When the weekend arrived, your daughter always cried for her daddy and whenever he picked up the call, all he did was give false promises.

She has always missed his daddy but Wonwoo was having a world tour with his band at the moment and usually, it will take them months to finish the performances. It was the only time she wanted something for herself.

Thinking about it just ignited a fury within you.

“Does he even think of his own child?!” you slammed the white desk in anger. Your front hair was suspended before your eyes as your fingers ran through your head messily.

You had a moment of silence. Your head lying immobile on the desk and you felt heat creeping up your eyes.

Then, there was a noise outside your tiny room indicating another doctor is coming inside. A minute later, the doorknob was twisted.

He came in alone after the nurse who walked along with him went off. He casually patted the edge of the swivel chair of yours and spoke.

“I’m beat!” he whined. He slumped on his chair and asked. “You’ve had dinner yet-” he was caught speechless when he turned his head to you. The red around your almond-shaped eyes had him concerned. He took a while to recover and eventually parted his lips again. He asked, “Y/N, are you alright?”

You jolted and woke up from the reverie.

“Yeah, sure,” you replied in a low, cracked voice. You laughed afterwards.

The male doctor wasn’t convinced with the answer as he observed your expression.

He didn’t dare to probe further and realized that there was an incoming call on your phone. “Y/N, your phone,” he pointed at the vibrating cellphone next to you.

“Thanks,”

“Calm down, okay?” he halted you and gently held your left shoulder. “Go take a breather, I’ll cover for you,” he continued. A grateful, lop-sided smile formed on your lips. You mouthed a ‘thanks’ and walked out.

“Hey mom, how’s Yuna?” you tried your best to sound well to your mother. The background noise was familiar. There were many people there and surely they weren’t at home.

“Mom? Are you there?”

A series of rapid, shaky breathing was heard. Unconsciously, it hastened your heartbeat and you can feel the weakness in your knees.

“Yuna- Yuna had a seizure. The ambulance has taken her to the hospital-”

Without listening more, you whispered. As if your soul left you, your voice sounded lifeless. “Which hospital?”

You were in the right mind to drive by yourself. You flagged a cab and gave him the location.

On the way, your finger scrambled to dial the number you had memorized by heart. The name appeared before you tapped on it.

It was late in the night but he might be in a country with the opposite hour. He could be performing, he could be sleeping, he could be doing anything he loves…

You inhaled deeply as you waited for the tune to stop and a human voice replaces it.

It didn’t take long and his voice resonated over the speaker. You weren’t crying when your daughter was crying in pain last night and instead, you cuddled her and comforted her. “Mummy is here, don’t cry. I’m here for you,”

You didn’t shed a single tear when the worried voice of your mother blared. However, his 'I was about to call you’ broke all of your resolutions and you bawled right there and then.

“Yuna.. she’s brought to the hospital. I’m sorry, I’m sorry.. Yuna,”

He finally spoke after you completed your sentence. “I’m on the way to your house,”

“No, I’m not home. Just, just go to the hospital nearby my mother’s,”

You could tell that he had stepped on the brake as the tires screeched on the road. You jumped forward in panic but was at ease when Wonwoo told you he was making a turn.

“You’re not driving, are you?” he asked softly.

You sniffed two times and answered. “No. I don’t think I can drive in this situation,”

“Okay, that’s a relief,” he sighed. At least you could still make a rational decision. “Y/N,” he called your name once.

Wonwoo seemed rather emotionally composed than you are and it relaxed you.

You hummed to his call and let him speak. Wonwoo breathed in and out before he managed the words for you.

“Wait for me in the lobby and we’ll go to your mother together. Can you do that?” he knew you. You were extremely distracted both mentally and emotionally and thus he wanted you to be as collected as you can before seeing your family.

You closed your eyes and followed after his actions earlier. “I can. I’ll hang up now, drive safely,”

“Yeah,”

Wonwoo put down his phone after the call and focused on driving.

He was on the interval when he had a bad feeling. Yesterday, he received a call from your house’s landline and luckily he was resting in the hotel room after the concert.

It was his daughter calling. While keeping a steady voice, she said over the phone so sweetly and ever so brightly.

“Daddy, I miss you. Daddy, do you miss Yuna too?”

Wonwoo sat up on the bed and looked to the window sorrowfully. Of course, he missed her dearly. Nothing can beat the feeling but he had another responsibility outside the house.

He smiled and responded to her. “Of course, sweetheart. Daddy misses you so so so so much,” Wonwoo paused. He gulped the big lump in his throat and resumed. “Yuna, daddy loves you a lot but daddy is busy these days so when daddy comes home, we’ll go out to play together with mummy. How’s that sound?”

“OK!” the little girl cheered and coughed after making a huge action. “Yuna-”

“Daddy, mummy is coming to the living room. Yuna cannot talk anymore. Byebye, daddy!”

“Yuna-”

Tut.. tut.. tut…

“Don’t get sick, sweetheart,” was what he wanted to deliver but it was cut off and he didn’t get to tell his daughter that.

That night, he didn’t sleep soundly as he kept thinking of her. Even though it was common for kids to cough and all, this one time couldn’t get off his mind.

Plus, she didn’t ask him when he’s coming home like usual.

There was something plaguing him and he immediately booked a ticket home. He has two days off before going to another country so he should be fine travelling home for a day.

As long as she’s healthy, he’ll be reassured.

“Y/N,” Wonwoo jogged to your side the soon he saw you sitting on a bench in the lobby.

You stood up and looked at the face you hadn’t caught sight of for a long period of time. “Have you eaten?” Wonwoo asked that the first thing. You nodded and he knew that you’re not as calm as you appear to be.

Nonetheless, it was better than you agitating.

“Let’s go,” you opened your mouth and said the word you’d been anticipating to say.

Wonwoo agreed and you two headed to the emergency department. Before marrying Wonwoo and moving to the capital, you had worked in the hospital for a year and it was natural for you to recognize the direction.

When you had found your mother, you quickly asked which doctor was in-charge of your daughter. “Dr. Kim Mingyu. He is still inside,”

Learning that, you were ready to join him behind the curtain but Wonwoo pulled your wrist and made you face him.

“The doctor is taking care of her,” he calmly said.

Somehow, that cause you to feel angry at him and therefore, you burst.

“What if someone taking care of her? I’m a doctor and I’m her mother, the one who gave birth to her. So it’s fair for me to analyse her condition too!”

Wonwoo turned slightly to see your mother at the side and was unsure how to keep you down. “Mom, go take a rest in the waiting area. We’ll be there later,”

Your mother was understanding. She didn’t want to intervene in the conversation and excused herself.

When he returned to the original position, he was met with a fierce look of yours.

Unsatisfied, you pushed him and had his grasp loosened.

“You can make my mom leave but not me. Just go and accompany her while I watch over my daughter,”

Wonwoo wasn’t done. He pulled you again, harder this time and said.

“Can you trust in someone else for once? He’s a doctor and he will not harm our child,”

Trust. You haven’t heard the word ever since you’re married to him. He used to tell you to believe in his love for you and you did. But that was it.

You let a low, short chuckle. “I understand if you lack empathy but don’t try to plant that in me. I’ve done the trusting before and just what good resulted from that?” you heaved a sigh and suppressed the raging emotions.

“Just go. Even if you stopped me from going in, I’ll find a way to escape,”

Frustrated, Wonwoo rubbed his temple. He glared at you and opened his mouth. He couldn’t guarantee what you are capable of doing. He has seen you in many situations but this time, it is unlikely for him to persuade you.

“Can you still think straight if you see your daughter in a pitiful condition?”

“Even if I can’t think straight in front of her right now, at least I care about her! What about you? Do you even care about Yuna? Do you know that she’s been sick? Do you know just how much pain she’s bearing? Have you ever regarded yourself as her parent?!” you shouted at the end. Your eyes were fixated on his.

Your shouting attracted some people in the hallway and Wonwoo bowed as an apology which dispersed the tension for others.

“Let’s talk outside,” Wonwoo shifted first. Only three steps he took and you sneered behind without moving.

“You care what they perceive. Is your image that important?” you snapped but weakly. You adjusted your bag on your shoulder and said. “Just go back to your band. I can handle this much,”

Wonwoo just stood there silently. She had pulled the trigger but getting mad over you never crossed his mind.

He always told himself that he was to blame for everything. In the beginning, he insisted on having a baby to keep you less lonely at home and you gave in to that.

When the child was born, he has little time at home and the whole year, you raised the child alone. You had to stop working and move out of the town to be closer to his dorm.

You started to work again when the child was two years old. However, you had to pump the milk everywhere since you were still lactating. Working was the only thing that kept you alive during those days but you were getting busier. You rose earlier and set later than the sun.

But where was he? Perhaps, you were right.

Had he ever acted as a parent to the child and a husband to you? He forgot when the last time he saw you smile at him fondly. If the memories count, then it must be from the old days.

He was a coward. He could not give you a genuine home, family love and solicitude. He was all smoke and mirrors, he admitted that.

Now, everything between him and you had long ended.

“I’m sorry,” Wonwoo was first to say after an extended silence. He didn’t dare to look at you in the eyes because all the guilt he was carrying would not resolve with a single sorry.

“I was the one getting mad so I should apologize. I was on edge so please forgive me,” you said monotonously.

'Forgive me’ I don’t know if I’m qualified to get that from you. I’m uncertain if I deserve to say 'I forgive you’

You left right after that. The trail of your clicking heels faded from Wonwoo’s ears.

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Wonwoo! Will you stay

Jeon Wonwoo! A short series pt one|two|three|four

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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Wonwoo! Will you stay

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,”

.

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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Daddy Vernon! AU

Genre-FLUFF

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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Wonwoo! Will you stay

Jeon Wonwoo! A short series pt one|two|three|four
Being rejected for the first time doesn’t put you off. In fact, your interest in him grows bigger.

You don’t remember what happens after you blurt that offering out to Wonwoo. But for sure, Wonwoo rejects you on the spot.

“If you think I was joking, nope. I was serious and it’s probably the most serious question I’ve ever asked in my life,”

“Yeah, sure. The answer is still no. Let me tell you something,”

Your eyes sparkle with hope. Is he going to say that he’s not ready yet, and if I work harder, maybe he’ll reconsider?

Wonwoo thought he would never have to tell anyone this, but this may be the best.

“I give no shit about anything and being here in this school just makes me sick. I want to quickly graduate so that I can die in peace,”

“And also, I have no plan to be nice to girls who approach me.” he finishes what he wanted to say. It sounds cruel, and even some of it isn’t what he intended to say, but he just wants to put an end to her.

If she’s smart, she would be clear of it.

But you don’t care the things Wonwoo spouts. You like him, and your eyes are on him.

“Okay then! I’ll try my hardest to charm you,” you squeeze your hand in determination. You don’t waver from his intense stare and add, “You know, this is my first time confessing to a guy and this is also my first time getting rejected but I’m pretty sure I can make you my boyfriend. I can wait, yes. Even it takes me 10 years, as long as I like you, I will pursue!”

Wonwoo shrugs and turns away. He’s not certain of you, and your word kind of stir him a little. In 18 years of life, you are the first person to talk to him in this way and disregard whatever he said.

Since young, Wonwoo limits himself to talking. He pays a lot of attention to his words to avoid unnecessary emotions. However, today, he finally meets his contender.

“My warning remains valid,”

“Alright!”

After school, Wonwoo packs his bag and leaves the class immediately.

Wonwoo has to do part-time for his family. Initially, he wanted to turn down the scholarship, but his mother secretly accepted the offer. All she wants for Wonwoo to continue school and not bury his youth with responsibilities.

With the other five siblings, he couldn’t possibly let his old mother do all the work. Therefore, he applies for the empty cashier position nearby his rented house just three kilometres from the school. His part-time job requires him to arrive fast, and since he hasn’t gotten his bicycle, Wonwoo has to run to the convenience store.

You followed him from behind, but he is sure fast! You panted all the way to the elevator as you watch him uses the stairs and speeds away.

“Y/N!” Yuran, your childhood best friend, calls your name.

Yuran is the one that introduces you to this school when she was informed that you will return to Korea. She is a year older, and she treats you like a sister since you are the only child. You always love to be around here, and now that you two are in the same school, you will have a friend to rely on.

You wave at her as she jogs toward you.

“How’s the first day?”

You contemplate. You are not familiar with Korea, and it seems the people here are so different to Americans. You scratch your head.

“So far, good.” You opt for a lie and only remember about Wonwoo. “Oh! My seatmate is handsome,” you brag.

“That’s all you can think of?” She nudges your arm lightly.

Frankly, 80% of the time, you just admire him.

You realize that his side profile is wonderfully sculpted; the sharp jawline and the distance between his forehead and eyebrows are just right.

You are going to appreciate this beautiful human being while you are alive.

“Yuran-eonnie, come to my house this Saturday,” you link your arm around Yuran’s, and in an excited voice, you add, “My family is hosting a house-warming party. It’s not grand so we invite only close friends. Therefore, you must come!”

Yuran giggles and pat your arm.

“Of course I would come! I miss your mom a lot. Will she cook?”

“HAHA! My dad won’t let her cook anymore so we might as well order for the food,”

“Ugh, your dad is still so overprotective. Their love never dies, huh?”

You sigh at the thought of your parents’ affection. It’s admirable but tiring for me. It’s like they feed me dog food every day!“

The two of you burst out laughing. The chat goes on until you come to the gate. Yuran left first, and you wait for your dad to pick you up.

"How’s school?”

You beam at your dad and answer truthfully. “Great! I might get a boyfriend soon, though- Why are you laughing?” you whine.

“Nothing, I just hope to meet my son-in-law. I can’t wait to lecture him,”

“Dad!!?”

“What? I must tell him that my daughter is the most precious human being and he is obligated to love you for the rest of his life if he wants to marry you!”

“Like how you love mom?”

“Yeah, of course. He better be overflowing with love for you or else,”

You smile. Your dad is always overreacting when it comes to this topic. He has very high expectations of the boys you mention to him, and it scares you since Wonwoo doesn’t reciprocate your feeling just yet.

As the car passes the buildings, you recognize Wonwoo, who’s running to his destination. You grin and pull your dad’s hand.

“Dad, please stop the car!”

The tires screech to halt, and in a blink, you already come out of the car and reach Wonwoo. He pants and is in confusion as to how you manage to chase him. Then, he realizes.

“What do you want?”

You scan him and wipe the beads of perspiration on his face. You flash a happy smile before saying.

“Where’s your driver?”

Wonwoo, for a second, almost couldn’t identify the person. He is baffled. “W-what?”

“Oh! Jump in, I’ll send you home,”

Wonwoo is taken aback. What do you mean by ‘Where’s your car?’ but before he gets to ask you, he’s being pulled by force. Plunge into the backseat, Wonwoo’s awareness heightens in the presence of someone in the driver seat.

“Where are you going? My dad can drive you there,”

In fact, you’re the only person in the car that’s jubilant. Your dad is sceptical to Wonwoo, and the same goes for the latter.

“I can walk,”

You quickly stop him from opening the door. “Dad, we can send him to his place, right?”

Your dad looks at the rear-view mirror and hesitates. He eventually gives in and replies.

“Yes, dear,” his sight swifts to Wonwoo. “Boy, tell me where you’re going?”

Wonwoo grunts lowly and tells the two the direction. Since he isn’t going back home and doesn’t want anyone to know he’s working part-time, he lies.

You keep talking to Wonwoo despite getting no answer. He closes his eyes and clears his mind.

Once arrive, you follow him out.

“I’ll excuse you this time because your father is watching. I won’t tolerate your behaviour next time!”

The atmosphere at that moment is calm and clear. Though cars are passing by, they make no sound. Hence, you can definitely understand what he meant.

“Don’t go running about in the noon, you’ll get sick! See you tomorrow at school!”

As a girl, you totally get the meaning of Wonwoo’s words. He cuts through your heart with his harsh warning, and you endure it.

Maybe this is my karma since I always leave the people around me. These few foul words from the person I like aren’t that bad. I’m willing to be on the receiving end.

You enter the car with your lips stretch to your ears. To avoid getting questioned by your father of Wonwoo’s identity, you avert the attention.

“Dad, thank you for taking me in,”

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I’ve created a schedule for this series- every Wednesday and Saturday, but it also depends on the chapter availability. Since I’m on my semester break, I have more time to write it unless I have writer’s block. I accept requests for drabbles, one shot and anything you want me to write ;)

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I feel bad writing wonwoo being the bad guy gahhh Q^Q I will post the next chapter on Saturday or Sunday~

Wonwoo! Will you stay

Jeon Wonwoo! First short series pt one|two|three|four
Wonwoo is a new student of Sejong High. Coming from a low-status family, he always keeps himself aloof, isolated and cares less about anyone. However, his effort to lie low during the first day goes down the drain.

10th July

The chill breeze greets the morning, awaken the sleepy eyes. Cars are in the line to drop the students at the entrance. The young faces radiate with smiles as they chat about what’s filled their summer holiday.

New semester and the entrance of highly anticipated new students into Sejong Elite High School.

Every year, Sejong High will take in new students in the second half. While the school only accepts kids with upper-class family backgrounds in the prefecture, the special students are usually first-class newcomers or scholarship privileged.

Everyone knows when a new student is enrolled with a scholarship. They are distinct from others who are registered under their family’s status. They just know.

These smart students are the minority, and more often than not, their voices would not be heard by the higher-ups when they are bullied. It’s like these few people have to walk on the icy pond. Everything is at stake.

Jeon Wonwoo is a lucky guy. He made it to the school, albeit coming from a poor family in a rural area. He has 6 siblings, and he is the oldest. The breadwinner in the house has disappointed them and left the family 2 years ago, leaving everything in Wonwoo’s hands.

However, the only good thing about his father is his peculiar gene, and that’s how Wonwoo ends up getting all A’s despite all the external shortfalls.

He lacks time at school, and he would sleep during lectures. Having no friends, he is always a step behind the others. He makes no effort to befriend anybody, and he cares less about it.

Wonwoo walks to his class that is on the highest floor and only at the top. He learns that there’s transportation, called the elevator, to bring students between the levels.

“Isn’t summer just ended? Why is he sweating in this air-conditioned environment?” a girl with her friend makes a remark as they arrive at their class. The friend chuckles and scans Wonwoo and quickly realizes.

“No wonder, it’s a nerdy~.”

“Oof. I hope he’s not our classmate,” the two of them laugh girlishly.

Wonwoo listens but pays no heed to them. He continues to search for his class until he finds the match.

Damn, this stupid school is big…

Wonwoo’s solitude would have him go unnoticed the whole day. As such, he uses the back door to come into the class. He looks around before he grabs a vacant chair. As he tugs the chair, the screeching sound stimulates the other’s interest. Suddenly, the class gets heated up by the behaviour of the new student.

Murmurs here and there. Boys and girls are all talking about him.

There are only 3 new students; a girl from overseas, a boy whose father is a ‘sangsa’, and an ordinary boy who benefitted from a scholarship.

[Sangsa is a Korean military rank equivalent to an American master sergeant.]

The talk goes on for so long that Wonwoo gets sleepy from the attention he received. It’s probably half an hour later, the sliding door is slammed open.

Wonwoo startles due to the loud noise made by you. He squints his eyes and watches as you walk to your desk, which is nowhere to be found. You are a new student as well.

It’s normal for the new face to directly go to the back of the class, so you can instantly tell that the lonely, cute guy is a newcomer.

“You new?” You ask.

Fox is your first impression of him.

Wonwoo nods slightly. You also nod in acknowledgement and takes a chair next to him to sit. You extent a hand for a handshake but get no response from him. You take it as him being timid to new people and brush it off.

“I’m Y/N. You?”

He frowns. 10 seconds later, he speaks. “Do you talk to strangers?”

“You don’t?” You ask in curiosity. “Oh, maybe cultural difference?”

Probably, but Wonwoo has no experience dealing with a girl. A bold one in specific.

“So, what’s your name?”

Did she get it or not? She’ll stop if I ignore her, right? Just like the others…

You don’t stop looking at Wonwoo. He is handsome, and you admit that his nose is quite adorable.

“Can I touch your nose?” you ask with your finger already touching the thing.

Wonwoo’s surprise look entertains you. He glares at you, and that alone makes you withdraw your finger.

“Are you dense or something?” Wonwoo comments and realizes that his accent is exposed.

You, a Korean practically spending most of her life in America, can’t fathom his scolding but take in that he is angry. Sheepishly, you purse your lips and apologize. “Sorry, I sometimes act on impulse. It’s just that your nose is boopable…” your voice slows down in volume in the second half.

I’m sorry, but not really…

However, Wonwoo suddenly stands up and drags his chair away from you.

Being treated that way, you impudently raised your voice, asking. “Where are you going?”

And yet, he still pretends to be deaf and shun you off.

Wonwoo settles down at the opposite corner. Noticing the non-existent desks for you and him, you voice out.

“Is there no desks for us? I thought you guys are prepared to take the new students but I guess not,” your hands akimbo and lips mumbling complaint.

The whole class turns their heads to you, except Wonwoo.

“The new kid is sure cranky. It’s not anyone’s job to prepare you a desk,” a guy in the front seat retort as he turns around.

His seatmate laughs and agrees without speaking.

The guy deliberately speaks out loud, but it seems that you don’t catch at it. The former snickers and resumes playing with his phone.

Thank goodness, the desks are being delivered just before the class by the clerks. They arrange for the two desks to be placed side-by-side at the far left of the class.

You choose the left side since it’s beside the window, and Wonwoo cannot help but pick the remaining. You like the positioning, but it goes for the opposing to him.

You smile as you watch Wonwoo creates a gap between their desks. He then continues to persistently act like you aren’t there pestering him.

The lesson soon begins.

Actually, you find it difficult to adapt to the new environment. During the math class, you’re the only one that takes out a calculator, and during the interval, it’s also you who takes a nap.

It makes you pout. There’s nothing to keep you excited apart from the person next to you.

You look to your right and see Wonwoo studying with his glasses on. His glasses are of the old model, but it looks good on him. You don’t know why this guy just attracts your attention that you blurt out the next second.

“Hey, do you want to be my boyfriend?”

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Little Boyfriend! Sim Jaeyun

I will make this as a short series for lil jake <3

You never had a boyfriend before and the first person to ever confessed to you was none other than your deskmate.

“Please focus on the lesson. Your mark on the first test wasn’t good,” you murmured uninterestingly at your boyfriend. You can definitely tell he was boring his eyes on you for half an hour now.

“Sim Jaeyun, I’ll tell the teacher you’re not-”

“Okay okay, don’t tell the teacher,” he eventually gave in from peeking at you over and over. Chuckling as he turned his head- not his body, to the front, it caught the English teacher’s attention.

“Sim Jaeyun, read the third paragraph and proceed with your answer,”

Sigh, “Why did I even date this dumbass,”

A.k.a quizzes I found on the internet that are buzzfeed levels of randomness but I was bored and now I know which idol I’m apparently gonna stuck in a revolving door with one day so that’s nice I guess 

https://kprofiles.com/can-guess-loona-members/

https://kprofiles.com/quiz-can-guess-female-k-pop-idol-based-eyes/

https://www.soompi.com/article/1387173wpp/quiz-which-nct-127-music-video-do-you-belong-in

https://www.soompi.com/article/1380452wpp/quiz-give-these-random-awards-to-k-pop-stars-and-well-tell-you-which-award-you-should-win

https://www.soompi.com/article/1369790wpp/quiz-what-is-your-secret-superpower-based-on-your-k-pop-preferences

https://www.kpopmap.com/quiz-which-male-kpop-idol-will-tie-a-scarf-for-you/

https://www.kpopmap.com/quiz-which-male-kpop-idol-will-you-get-stuck-with-in-a-revolving-door/

https://www.kpopmap.com/quiz-which-male-kpop-idol-will-try-to-braid-your-hair/

https://www.playbuzz.com/soompi10/a-which-anime-are-you-based-on-these-k-pop-questions

BTS as relationship sex

RATING 18+. mature
WC1k
SUMMARY exploring sex with each of the members while being in a committed relationship.

JIN
You’ve never wanted someone to be possessive of you, but for some reason you want him to mark you up and make you his. Leading up there’s a perfect balance of pouty and lovey Jin, his fingers skating up your sides, teasing touches, half-assed jokes.

And then something switches. Something in his gaze changes and you end up fucking in the kitchen whle dinner burns, his hand pressing down on your neck to hold you down as he thrusts into you. Think: dirty and domestic. And you better believe he’s into sensation play. 

YOONGI
There’s a strange contradiction to this man. There’s a rush, an urgency to wanting him where you’ll let him have you wherever, whenever. But then once you begin, he takes his time. He’s there for a good time and a long time. Sometimes he lets his mouth run, spilling the dirtiest obscenities. And sometimes he’s quiet, fucking you in the bathroom at the party, hushing you when you whine, biting down on his lower lip. He prefers to fuck at home though, where he’s not rushed, but still will take you in a broom closet if he wants to. 

NAMJOON 
Half of the game is the foreplay. Days of foreplay. He buys you a dress with your exact measurements, and surprises you by renting out the entire gallery at your favorite museum. He’ll talk sweetly in your ear, hands roving over your body, murmuring about the artist, the technique, the impact. You’re half-blind to it all, and he loves seeing you swoon for him. He loves what he can do to you. It’s a little bit of a game for him, seeing how far he can push you before you break with need. And then in the car ride home, he’ll roll up the partition and fuck you, telling you over and over again, you’re mine, you’re mine. 

HOSEOK 
He surprises you when you learn about his jealous streak. He doesn’t like to let it show, but you know it’s there, swimming beneath the surface. And rather than asking him to push it down, you turn it into a game. The two of you are partners in crime, in business, in life, and one day when you’re out working together you meet his eye. Your hand falls on the arm of the photographer running the shoot for the day. You laugh a little too loud. Pay him too many compliments. This is exactly what you and Hoseok talked about, and you know his eyes are glued to you. It doesn’t take long for Hoseok to snap. Excuse me, Hoseok will say, butting in gracefully in the middle of the conversation, his hand tightening around yours. He leads you to his dressing room where he fucks you and makes you look in the mirror as he does. He wants you to see where your bodies meet, where your bodies are joined. When he kisses along your neck, he won’t leave a hickey, because he doesn’t have to. The whole world already knows that you’re his. He’s into showing off the most wild positions during sex, and would definitely fuck you on a balcony. 

JIMIN
The man is obsessed with pleasure. His pleasure. Your pleasure. He wants to lay back and feel it all. He’s also determined to be the one who will make you feel better than anyone else in your whole life. He wants to talk about sex until it’s not talking anymore, he wants to be the perfect boyfriend. But there’s a dark side to him too. In his search for pleasure, he’ll run alongside his own and your own boundaries, teasing the line with a graceful toe. You never know what to expect from him, other than he’s aiming for multiple orgasms. He will probably tell you he loves you for the first time while fucking into you, even though he had the statement planned out for weeks with flowers and champagne. It’s an accident, but he doesn’t regret it, because you’re whining out his name soon after and saying it back. 

TAEHYUNG
Brush your fingers through his hair. He loves when you take your time with him, when you lavish him in delicate attention, treating his body with the same love that you treat him with. He likes to tell you what to do, loves the creativity with which you play around his rules and expectations. Like that one time he directed you to undress, and you took ten minutes to do so. He’s delighted by your loopholes, he loves your brain, and even more than that, he loves pushing you over the brink as he fucks into you hard, and you pant out, I love you, I love you, I love you. 

JUNGKOOK
Pain and release, in his mind, are inherently intertwined. He wants to push the boundaries of what you expect from him, going above and beyond in and out of the bedroom. He’s used to being the best, and it’s no different with you. “Accidentally fucking” is the norm with the two of you. Leaving parties early to fuck. Grinding against you in the club like he’s making love, the only thing in the way those pesky clothes. But he also likes to plan his accidents. Likes to play a part. Like that one time you started watching a movie and his cock “accidentally” slipped inside you. You had planned that, sure, but you hadn’t planned to come on his cock three times that night, as he grinned and pleaded, Come for me, just one more time, please.

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Right timing! Yoshi’s birthday is coming up! Therefore here’s an imagine dedicated for him.

S/O to @treasuredays​!

We all know that Yoshi has always adored his hyung, Choi Hyunsuk. But did you know there is one more person is adored…or should I say loved more than Choi Hyunsuk. You could say Yoshi’s family but it’s already given. Actually, there is another “Choi” that he loves: CHOI Y/N.

Who is she?

Oh. She’s just a Kindergarten teacher and just the beloved and closest cousin of Hyunsuk.

And how their love story bloomed is one heck of a whirlwind.

Aside from being an idol, Yoshi had engrossed himself with drawings and paintings. He draws and paints on his other free time (the other free time is producing music). One day Haruto came to his room to ask something and Yoshi was painting.

“Woah! Senpai! When was the last time I came here?” Ruto asked.

“Uhm, last week? Why?” the older Japanese replied.

“Is it just me or your room is now full of your artwork?” the younger said.

At the moment, Yoshi’s room is stacked with so many finished paintings on canvasses on one side of the room, a few stacks of sketches and drawings on his table. And now on the floor is another painting about to be finished as well.

“Do you have any plans for this, senpai?” HAruto asked again.

“Actually, no. You know me Ruto. I just paint and draw as a hobby.”

“Don’t tell me, your going to get rid all of these later.”

“WHAT! NO! I’ve worked hard on this!”

“Ok. But for sure you are not planning to look for another room and use this room as your stock room for all your paintings. And besides your works are good. Why don’t you show it publicly?”

“I did. Treasure map?”

“Aside from that.”

“Then what do you suggest to do?”

And so later that night, the members had a meeting and decided they will have an open exhibit for all of Yoshi’s work. At first they wanted it to display on the lobby of the YG Building. But the other idols (like Bobby-hyung) and the higher ups said, “Go all out.” and in the end Yoshi’s drawings are displayed at the Samsung Museum of Art.

Then came D-Day for Yoshi’s exhibit and as expected, many people came to see his work. From fans, to even high profile people. Hell! Even Samsung’s CEO came to see and wanted to buy some of Yoshi’s artwork and the man was shocked. Did he sold it, of course…No at first. The CEO wanted to buy one of his work for more than 2 Million Won and all of the members are flabbergasted…and more flabbergasted when Yoshi refused it. But after some consideration (thanks to Hyunsuk saying that he can do more paintings if he wants to), he said yes.

Yoshi is busy roaming around when he saw a group of children, probably Kindergarten students coming in the exhibit hall. Yoshi has always been fond of kids so he said his hellos to them, until he caught sight of their teacher.

“Y/N! You’re here!” Hyunsuk shouted running towards the teacher.

“Hi, hyung! Yeah. It happened that the kids have field trip today and I decided to take them to this exhibit when I saw an ad yesterday. I never expected to see you here too.” Y/N replied.

“Well, the exhibit is all Yoshi’s work. You know him, right?” Hyunsuk said with a smile while patting Yoshi’s shoulder.

“Wow! Is this all of your work?” Y/N was amazed.

“Hai…I mean…Ne!” Yoshi stuttered.

“They’re so beautiful.”

You’re beautiful as well.

“Arigato gozaimasu…” Yoshi bowed in embarrassment.

—

Well, that was not the last time Yoshi saw Y/N. The next time was at Hyunsuk’s birthday.  And this time he really sucked up all the courage he has…just to get her number, which she gladly gave.

Sure after that they sent messages, called, and even hanged out!

Though Yoshi is liking her more and more, he never said what he felt. He thought hanging out with her is enough.

—

“Tadaima.” Yoshi said as he entered their dorm. He just came back from another hangout with Choi Y/N.

“Well, guess who came home so “early”.” Hyunsuk sarcastically greeted while sitting on the couch. It seems like he’s waiting for a particular someone to come home.

“Hyung, you’re still up?” Yoshi said.

Hyunsuk stood up almost jumping from the couch and approached the younger member who is taller than him. “Yeah. Care to say where have you been the whole time?” Hyunsuk asked.

“I was at the studio working on—”

“Don’t lie to me Yoshinori. I know you’ve been meeting with Y/N the whole time you are out of the dorm.” Yoshi swallowed the lump on his throat as he looked at his hyung. He knows Hyunsuk is really serious.

“Stay away from her.” Just is what Hyunsuk only said and then he went to his room.

—

Yesterday

Yoshi! I have free time this Saturday. Can we hangout?

Hi Yoshi! You’re probably busy right now. I’m sorry if I am disturbing you.

Today

Hi Yoshi. Is there something wrong? It’s so unusual that you’re not replying.

I know I sound intrusive, but you know, you can talk to me.

I’m fine Y/N. Don’t worry. =)

—

Y/N is so worried so after her class she decided to go to Yoshi’s dorm to check him out.

“Y/N! Did not expect for you to come. You should’ve told me. I should’ve picked you up.” Hyunsuk said as he saw his cousin outside the door.

“It’s okay. Sukkie-hyung. Anyway, is Yoshi here right now?” Y/N casually asked.

Then Hyunsuk’s face changed. “Why are you looking for him?” he sternly asked.

“I’ve been texting him but he’s not answering. I thought he has a problem, and I was a bit worried.”

“He’s not here!” Hyunsuk replied at bit loudly making Y/N flinched a bit. “I—I’m sorry Y/N. I did not mean to.” Hyunsuk immeditaley apologized.

“Uhm. It’s okay. But are you okay? You seem agitated.” Y/N asked. She thinks something’s up.

“I’m fine.”

—

“Yoshi!” Y/N screamed as she saw the Japanese boy sitting on a bench looking towards Han River. Yoshi heard her voice and looked at her direction. With widened eyes, he suddenly got up from his seat about to leave.

“Wait Yoshi, stop!” Y/N grabs his hand. “Why are you avoiding me? Did I do something wrong?” Y/N asked.

“No. Nothing, Y/N. I just really have to go. I still have some work—”

“I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM HER!” Hyunsuk came dashing and grabbed Yoshi’s collar pulling him closer. Yoshi is now trembling.

“Hyunsuk, what are you doing?!” Y/N dashed to free Yoshi from her cousin but she was only stopped by the Japanese.

“It’s okay Y/N.”

Hyunsuk grabbed Yoshi’s collar tighter almost ready to punch the other’s face.

“Again. I told. You. To stay. AWAY FROM HER! Which part of that do you not understand?!” Hyunsuk shouted.

“Hyunsuk! I was the one who went to him! What’s your problem?!”

“I don’t want you to be hurt again, Y/N. DO you still remember the time that you came to me crying after you found out your boyfriend was sleeping with another girl?” Hyunsuk replied.

“I do! But Hyunsuk, Yoshi is different. I know, and I believe he’s different.” Y/N cannot take it anymore and said, “I like him, Hyunsuk!”

Hyunsuk let Yoshi got when he heard what his cousin said.

“I like him. What can I do? I can’t help it.” Y/N kneeled on the ground and cried.

Yoshi came closer to her and wiped her tears away. “Please don’t cry. I’m sorry I avoided you. It’s just that I don’t want Hyunsuk-hyung to hate me and you to become sad.” Yoshi held her hand. “But now I know too. I like you too, Choi Y/N.”

Y/N hugged him tight for the first time.

While Hyunsuk just stood there, feeling guilty for what he did.

It turns out that Y/N had a prior relationship before Yoshi. A Japanese expat working at a big Korean firm. Y/N was so in love with him and she would always tell Hyunsuk about him. But then she caught him cheating on her. When Hyunsuk knew, he could not control himself and almost thrown his reputation away as an idol. Thanks to Y/N and her kindness, he stopped before he lands a fist on the guy. At that point Hyunsuk was always on guard for his cousin, especially with Japanese men.

—

Yoshi and Y/N’s relationship bloomed and stayed strong. When Seung and Yong were born, Hyunsuk tried to tease them to seal the deal and give his twins a cousin to play with only for him to get a sassy reply from his cousin.

“Don’t you dare tell us to seal the deal. You haven’t even sealed yours! Do it first.” Y/N said that made Yoshi laugh at his hyung.

We can say Yoshi is a box full of surprises. During Jihoon’s wedding, he asked Jihoon to intentionally throw the garter to him and Jihoon’s wife to throw the bouquet to Y/N. The newly wed couple made it as natural as it is. And it really happened. The bouquet was thrown first, and Y/N got it.

Then instead of a garter, a small white box was thrown and Yoshi, as intended, got it.

They were at the center and the people are watching them. Then Yoshi kneeled and Y/N was shocked.

“I want us to be the next couple to get married. I think it’s time to seal the deal. Choi Y/N, will you marry me?” And Yoshi opened the box revealing an Aquamarine gemstone ring.

Y/N can’t believe what’s happening and cried, “Of course I will!”

—

A few months after their engagement, the got married in Yoshi’s hometown of Kobe. And during that time, Hyunsuk was the best man. He even delivered a speech for the couple.

“I don’t know why but my cousin has a thing for Japanese men. But I’m happy that out of all Japanese men she met, Yoshi is the one she is spending her life with. At first I was afraid that things will go wrong again, and that Yoshi, eventhough I know he is a good man, will be the same as the prick who broke my cousin’s heart. But he proved me wrong. And also, I know Yoshi adores me so much. Even during Treasure box time. But I did not expect he would go to the extent of being a part of my family tree. But anyways, welcome to the Choi family, brother, and cousin-in-law. Cheers to the newly weds.”

And then a year after, Hikaro was born, much to the happiness of Seung and Yong.

Doyoung: god I really hate Taeyong

Jaehyun: I don’t know, I think he’s ni-

Doyoung: we’re best friends, we’re suppose to hate the same people

Jaehyun:…

Jaehyun: Taeyong is my husband

hot moments like these

idol:hwanghyunjin× reader

genre: it’s hot lol but not really smut ig?

warnings:make out session and hickeys

requested

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hyunjin carried you into your bedroom before sitting down onto the bed, you in his lap. he kissed your lips passionately but slow. your hands were gripping his shirt tightly, desperately wanting it to be off.

yethyunjin continued devouring your lips in a hot kiss but eventually started to roam his hands around your body, taking extra care of your butt by squeezing it softly. the teasing action making you pull away from the kiss while heavily breathing in and out. you stared into his dark eyes, them holding so much care and love whilst your faces were inches away from another.

“you’re so beautiful.”, he whispered, dipping back into your now swollen lips, kissing them more gentle this time.

you slowly pushed him back a little so his one hand needed to support his weight on the bed while the other one was tangled in your silky hair. you tilted your head to the side to deepen the steamy kiss.

both of you ran out of breath. hyunjin broke the kiss but nevertheless carried on spreading kisses and hickeys on your neck and jaw.

intimate moments like these were your favourite. where it’s just you and him. where no one is able to bother you in any way. moments you only shared when you were missing each other. when you wanted to show love to one another. everything about this was so romantic, you wish it would never end.

“stop giving me so much hickeys, you know i can’t cover all of them.”, you chuckled at him, looking back into the now lust tinted eyes.

“come on, i know you love them.”, hyunjin answered breathlessly.

“yeah, i do a lot. but you’re not the only one who’s going to see me. we’ll meet my parents in a few days.”, you smiled and massaged the back of his neck between your fingers, your other hand was trailing down his chest.

“it’s winter, you can wear a scarf.”, he smirked at you.

you laughed at him before thinking about the way your mom would react seeing all those dark red marks sprawled around your cleavage and neck.

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“you know i love you, right?.”, hyunjin whispered into the silence.

“i love you too, baby.”, you grinned and dived back in to kiss his lips once more. and there you were, back at making out again. by now you were laying underneath his slim body, touching and pulling and the strands of his black hair.

“your body is so perfect, shit.”, he said as he discarded your hoodie, only to be greeted by your glowing skin.

“so is yours.”, you replied.

“but i think it’s my time now to give you some hickeys.”, you pushed him down and straddled his hips like you were doing earlier. and immediately you were sucking purple marks everywhere possible:)

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oooooo, tumblr blocked this wtf HAHAHAHA but now it’s up again ig?

soft make out session

idol:seo changbin × reader

genre:soft, suggestive

warnings:idk

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you were finally heading back home to see your boyfriend, who was waiting for you all day long. today was your last day of work before you were released into the holidays and honestly, you couldn’t be any happier. sure you loved your work, but spending time with your lover was way better.

you locked your car and entered your house, you shared with changbin, only to be greeted by a warmed up cozy living room and scented candles. you laid your keys aside and took off your outerwear.

“i’m home.”, you then yelled.

changbin poked his head out of his home studio and you smiled brightly.

“finally my babygirl is home”, he said and came up to you, giving you a big hug.

“i missed you so much.”, he whispered in your ear whilst kissing your cheek over and over.

“i missed you too.”, you pulled back and kissed his lips gently, melting into his warm embrace.

later on you two were cuddling on the sofa near the fireplace and before you knew it, you were kissing him again.

“what’s up with you today?”, he laughed, looking into your eyes. your arms were tightly wrapped around his torso and his head was laying on top of yours.

“nothing, just giving you some attention.”, you said and continued.

gentle kisses slowly turned into more passionate ones and soon you were making out on the couch.

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with you being riled up with work and him being stressed due to his busy schedule, you two never really got the chance to show each other some love and affection, and it clearly shows.

normally, it would have been more heated but since it was the first time after weeks, it rather was soft than harsh. changbin was roaming his hands all over your body whilst pulling your body to let you settle on his lap.

you cupped his cheeks as gently as possible before spreading hot kisses onto his jaw and neck. by then, changbin was grabbing your waist, letting you kiss every spot that wasn’t covered in clothes, but eventually you had unbottomed his shirt.

“i really missed you a lot.”, he sighed.

you were grinning wide against his warm skin before you created a few dark red and purple love bites on it. you pulled back, looking at your creation, then into his half closed eyes.

“are you tired?”, you tilted your head.

“no, just enjoying the moment.”, changbin replied and laid his hand on your thigh.

“you look tired though, let’s get some sleep.”, you stroked through his silky hair and kissed him a few more times.

afterwards, you two were tucked into the bedsheets in your bedroom.

alone time

idol:bang chan × reader

genre: angst, but fluff at the end (kinda)

warnings:harsh language but not that harsh, it’s mean

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“can’t you just leave me on my own?”, chan’s voice rang through the room. his cocky words hitting you hard.

“but i just-”

“no! stop it. stop excusing yourself when you know its your fault!”, he yelled, making you jump and back away immediately.

“you guys okay?”, changbin stepped into the room, interrupting the loud discussion you and chan were having.

“yes, everything is perfectly fine.”, chan responded angrily while glaring at you. you were only trying to take care of him, treat him and show him your love, but in his eyes it was a mistake.

“yo, it doesn’t seem like it.”, changbin said. he took notice of your shaking form: your hands fiddled with your bag, your head hung low, tears dripped down onto the floor and quiet sobs escaped your mouth. clearly nothing was fine.

“forget it, just leave me and y/n on our own.”, chan sternly replied.

“and what? listen to how you yell at your girlfriend for taking care of you because you can’t return it for her? no, definitely not.”, changbin argued.

“you don’t understand.”, chan responded, looking at your crying figure. eventually his heart started to ache. he hurt you so badly even though you were trying your best. he knew how insecure and sensitive you were, how you thought that you weren’t good enough for him, that you were someone who was just being annoying.

“i won’t yell at her, just leave us alone.”, chan pleaded and changbin left, but waited at the door in case something happens.

changbin was protecting you over the last days, taking care of you because apparently you couldn’t. tucking you into your bedsheets and cooking meals for you. you were having a hard time, and since chan was busy on his own, he decided to take matters into his own hands.

chan sighed, feeling horrible for ruining your head like that. he didn’t know what to do. you were crying, but still holding in everything. if you wanted to, you would have screamed and hit yourself for being a bad girlfriend.

you didn’t know for how long you were standing there and crying your heart out. everything seemed useless.

“y/n i’m sorry for being such an asshole to you.”, chan’s words filled the silence.

you weren’t able to respond, instead you rushed towards him and hugged him as tight as possible. chan immeadeatly hugged you back, going back and forth while stroking your hair and keeping you close and safe.

“don’t leave me. i’ll try and be better.”, you sobbed.

“no, don’t change. i will treat you better from now and and be there for you. i’m so sorry, okay. i don’t know what has gotten into me, i’m sorry.”, he sniffed.

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it’s not proofread oops, but i hope it’s understandable and i pray that i responded to this request well:(

blurbs / hyung line

idols: hyung line × reader

genre:super kjut

warnings:none

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chan

“chan?”, you croaked out while poking his puffy cheek.

“yes, babygirl.”

“are you asleep?”, you whispered to him.

“i mean it’s 2am, what do you think?.”, he laughed tiredly as you hit his chest playfully.

“what’s wrong, you okay?”, his eyes were locked with yours before he gently wipes a few hair strands out of your face.

“i can’t sleep.”, you then admit, caressing his cheek.

“is it the stress?”, he asked and you only nodded.

but then he pulled you more into his chest to give you a big hug. “that’s okay my babygirl, you work a lot, it’s fine yeah?”

“yeah, it’s okay.”, you mumbled against his neck. “thank you.”, you continued and kissed the spot softly.

“how about we watch a movie? i guess we could fall asleep from it.”, chan suggests and you immediately agreed.

“i love you.”, were the words you told him before you pushed your lips against his in a loving kiss.

woojin

“good morning.”, you rumbled as you entered the bathroom where woojin was changing.

“wanna hug.”, you then mumbled before hugging his torso.

“you look tired. go back to bed and rest a bit babe.”, woojin said before ruffling your hair and pecking your head.

“but i wanna spend some time with you before you leave.”, you whined and hugged him even closer to your freezing body.

“you’re cute, but you do so much, i want you to rest.”, woojin replied while cupping your puffy morning cheeks.

“i want cuddles.”, you whispered out of the blue and he could only smile at your tired and exhausted state.

“then let me get ready real quick and then we’ll cuddle before i go, okay?” you nodded.

you huddled back to bed and tangled into the sheets, but right before you realized, you were back asleep.

whenwoojin got out of the bathroom, he chuckled, of course you fell asleep. you were so stressed these days and all he wanted was you to rest and sleep enough.

he made his way towards your peaceful sleeping body and sat beside you while stroking your hair lightly. he admired you for a bit, but then noticed he was going to be late for today’s practice. 

“good night, my angel.”

minho

“you comfortable?”, minho asked while adjusting himself.

“yeah, more than that.”, you quietly said, looking up at him lovingly.

“i missed you.”, you told him.

“i missed you too, so so much.”, minho admit, coming closer to your face by each second passing by, and before you knew it, he was kissing you passionately. he pulled away and you rested your head onto his chest.

“are you okay?”, he then asked, noticing your rather stressful sigh.

“it’s just getting too much right now, you know work and stuff. i want to be able to see you more often.”, you pouted.

“that would be great, but soon it’s christmas. i promise to spend a lot of time with you, my babygirl.”

“that means you would stay for the nights?”, you smiled at him.

“if you want me to, then i will.”, he giggled.

“i love you.”

“i love you more, y/n.

changbin

both of you were quiet as you relaxed to the sound of sizzling fire and cracking wood. it was really late at night but you and changbin decided to enjoy the dim and warm atmosphere.

"you tired?”, changbinasked.

“yeah, a little bit, but i like this.”, you giggled at yourself. “what about you?”

“i like this as well, but i’m really tired.”, he yawned.

“that’s okay.”, you smiled, brushing your thumb against his cheek. “do you wanna sleep here or in bed?”, you continued.

“here, it’s comfortable.”, he took a deep breath, smelling your sweet scent.

“i’ll get a blanket and a big pillow.”, you stood up from the couch, kissed his cheek and left the living room. meanwhile, changbin was readjusting the couch, making it from a couch to a small bed.

you came back and handed him the bed sheets and pillows. you turned out all the lights in your apartment before joining him to sleep.

“good night my baby.”, changbinwhispered.

he was back hugging you, all cuddled up into your neck while caressing your hand gently. and eventually both of you fell asleep.

hickeys and love bites

idol:hwang hyunjin × reader

genre:suggestive?

warnings:it’s hot? lol IDK

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hyunjin’s hands roamed your entire body while he kissed your lips. your unsteady breathing filled the air, while you started to sprawl delicate kisses around his neck and jaw.

your hands attached to the back of his head, pulling at the short, soft strands of his black hair. hyunjin placed one of his hands on your waist, pushing you more to his hot body. the other one rubbed your upper thigh in small and smooth circles.

“h-hyunjin.”, you breathed heavily and he hummed in response.

“i missed you.”

“so much.”, you whispered against his lips.

he chuckled.

“i missed you too.”, he mumbled back.

both of you got carried away pretty fast. and in one swift motion, hyunjin started to glide his tongue over your bottom lip, not minding on exploring your mouth. and sometimes he would pull at your lips to spice things up.

hyunjin placed his hands around your neck while tilting your head the way he wanted in order to spread hickeys and love bites everywhere possible. you moaned at the stinging feeling.

both of you got lost in each others actions before the night turned into a pretty heated one.

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:D

• when you guys first met he tried really hard to be cool and charismatic
  
• he really did
  
• but after the first couple of dates you realized the great personality he had
  
• once he realized that he didn’t have to put up a cool facade he dropped it and was just himself
  
• that was probably what made you really fall for him in the first place
  
• not only did he make you laugh but he also made you feel comfortable in awkward situations
  
• his ability to comfort you was amazing, if you were having a hard time he was just a phone call or text away
  
• unfortunately, because of his company your relationship stayed a secret for a long time
  
• the only person who knew were his group members, not even your parents knew about your relationship
  
• that being said, dates stayed inside the dorm or were late a night so no one could recognise him in public
  
• although your dates were often spent inside, they were never boring
  
• hanbin always found something new to do
  
• whether hanbin liked it or not, his group mates would always find a way to interfere with your date
  
• it always made you laugh but it annoyed hanbin
  
• despite his annoyed state, a peck on the cheek would make him melt and forget all about his previous thoughts