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WOOYOUNG - PEACEFUL MORNING

💌 GROUP: Ateez 💌 GENRE: morning fluff & childish banters 💌 WORDS: 0.9k 💌 SUMMARY: You appreciate the sight of your quietly sleeping boyfriend, your boyfriend appreciates you with kisses.

A/N: my own work reposted, because this is still one of my favorite fics :')

The sun is already high up in the sky by the time you finally feel yourself waking up. The past days have been exhausting enough for the both of you to insert a long sleep-in time in your busy schedules, so that’s what you did.

Slowly opening your eyes and turning your head to the side, you can see Wooyoung still asleep, soft puffs of breath leaving his slightly parted lips. It’s rare that you wake up before him, so you don’t always have the opportunity to observe his serene face, and an interesting thought pops into your head, making you giggle. You feel warmth bubbling up in your heart along with your giggles, making a pleasant, comforting heat spread through your body that you can only recognize as your love for him. With a soft smile on your lips, you free one hand from under the cover and raise it to brush a stray strand of hair out of his face.

He probably wasn’t sleeping deeply anymore, because your touch unintentionally wakes him up and you can see him make a small frown along with a little noise, signaling that he doesn’t want to wake up just yet. You still your movements, giving him a chance to fall back asleep, but maybe because he sensed your fingers in his hair, he ends up opening his eyes.

The first question coming out of his mouth is, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

That’s when you realize that maybe it wasn’t your touch but your stare that disturbed his sleep, but there’s nothing you can do about it now. 

"You're just so quiet when you're asleep," you tell him, sharing the thought with the same loving smile that bloomed on your face when it first popped into your mind.

However, the sleepy look he’s giving you is still somewhat confused. "Is that supposed to be a compliment?"

You consider this for a moment and you suppose that he’s right, usually this would be the timing for a compliment. A compliment that’s just a simple observation, an objective fact that still portrays how much you love him. And even though that’s exactly what you’ve just said, you decide to go the extra mile for him and kindly add, "Yes, of course it’s a compliment, you actually looked angelic for once."

"So you're saying I’m usually not angelic?" Wooyoung asks immediately, looking a lot more awake than a moment ago.

"No, you're usually an annoying little devil," you grin, to which you get a high-pitched, offended scream,

"Excuse me?!"

You cringe a bit at the loud noise so close to your ears and sigh, "See, you just woke up but you're already yelling and arguing with me…"

"You started it!" he yells again, sitting up and getting ready to defend his honor at all costs.

You, on the other hand, are not as energetic to deal with this at the early hour of 11 in the morning, so you do the only thing that you’re able to do to make him quiet with the least effort. You put your hand over his mouth. 

"Shush, that doesn't matter, just shut up for a second and enjoy the morning."

Unfortunately, he’s not about to back down so easily and let you win the argument. If you think that just because you have your palm pressed over his mouth, he will stop complaining, you’re wrong. His reaction is immediate, and before you even realize that putting your hand to his mouth can be a double-edged sword, he’s already licked your palm.

You snatch your hand away fast as lighting, and wipe it on his pajama shirt, disgusted. "Ew, now I have your saliva on me…"

"Really…?" He looks at you with a raised brow, questioning if this is really how you want to play, and the next thing you know, he presses you into the mattress as he hovers over you and kisses you all over your face with wet, loud smooches. He makes sure that he leaves no spot unkissed and to make the kiss extra loud when he’s close to your ears for good measure. And even though it’s annoying, his lips tickling your skin and the silliness of the situation makes you unable to stop laughing.

You laugh until your stomach hurts and you're out of breath so you can’t anymore. Wooyoung notices it too and presses one last - this time a soft - kiss to your forehead before he pulls away.

You shake your head fondly when your eyes meet and you link your hands together behind his neck, then sigh, "Can't you just kiss me like a normal person?"

"You want me to kiss you?" His voice is teasing, so is his smile, and you can definitely tell that he expects you to get embarrassed and deny it, so then you would have another round of childish arguments. However, you somehow don’t want to do that right now. Maybe all the laughing cleared out your usual embarrassment to be honest with your feelings, because now you find it easy to look into his eyes and just nod, even if you can feel your face get a little warmer.

"So now it doesn't bother you that you're gonna have my saliva on you, huh?"

You roll your eyes and tug him down until he reaches you. "Just shut up and kiss me."

He lets you pull him in, probably because he wants to kiss you just as much as you do, but he still bites your lip because he wouldn’t want you to have the last word without consequences. You don’t really mind, though. It’s easy to let everything go as your lips move together, and you can feel that no matter how many childish arguments you have with each other, you could never mistake how much you truly love each other.

It’s just another peaceful morning in the relationship between you and Jung Wooyoung.

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LETTERS TO ATEEZ 💌

TO HONGJOONG 💌

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TO SEONGHWA 💌

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TO YUNHO 💌

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TO YEOSANG 💌

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TO SAN 💌

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TO MINGI 💌

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TO WOOYOUNG 💌

Peaceful Morning | fluff, 0.9k words

TO JONGHO 💌

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SUNWOO - SAFE SPACE

💌 GROUP: The Boyz 💌 GENRE: anxiety comfort 💌 WORDS: 1.5k 💌 SUMMARY: When Sunwoo finds you crying because of anxiety, he knows just the right way to make you feel more secure.

A/N: my own work reposted

When Sunwoo stepped into your room and saw your face, it was definitely not what he expected. He expected you to turn around in pleasant surprise, your expression lighting up in delight to see your boyfriend. Instead, what he saw was your reddened eyes widening in fright as tears stained your cheeks. For a second, he was frozen in place like he wasn’t sure if it was okay for him to see you crying or if he was intruding on something he shouldn’t have. He almost took a step back and closed the door on instinct, but fortunately his brain was fast enough to catch himself before he’d done that.

“Uh, are you okay?” The question was as awkward as his voice when he asked it, and when you just sniffed in response, Sunwoo realized that this was probably not the way to go about it.

So instead, he took a deep breath to collect himself and focus on you, then walked up to your desk. You were sitting in your office chair, and before you heard the door open, you had been lying your head on your arms, resting on the desk in front of your lit up computer screen. There was an empty document open, the cursor on the clean white page blinking down at you in a steady rhythm.

Sunwoo quickly scanned your surroundings for hints, then crouched down before you and put his hands on your knees in what he hoped was a reassuring manner. 

“Why are you crying?” His voice this time was very soft, and he looked up at you with patient, warm eyes, encouraging you to trust him with whatever it is, that’s tearing you down so bad. Somehow, this look directed at you only made your tears flow harder, and your sobs made it difficult to say anything. You could only stutter out a few broken “I”s before crying again.

Sunwoo muttered a “shit” under his breath and kneeled up so he could pull you into his arms. He patted your back in a way that was comforting in its awkwardness. Opposed to his initial reaction and what he might be thinking about himself, he was actually quite good at taking care of other people. His hug was warm and his touch was gentle but firm, both comforting and grounding.

“Don’t cry, don’t cry” he repeated a few times, holding you close until you calmed down in the warmth of his arms. Eventually, your sobs ceased, and he let you stay like this for a bit longer to catch your breath and calm down completely. Then you slowly pulled away a little to start wiping your tears with your sleeves. 

“Stop that,” Sunwoo scolded you, pulling your hands away from your face. He quickly found some tissues on your desk and took over the job, gently wiping your face and making you blow your nose. When everything was done, he brushed your hair out of your face and pressed a lingering kiss on your forehead. “Are you okay?” he asked after.

You still didn’t seem like you were feeling better, your expression looked empty and ready to burst into another round of crying at any moment. So Sunwoo took it upon himself to get you comfortable enough. “Did something happen? If someone was an asshole to you, I can teach them a lesson.”

You scrunched up your nose in a grimace that probably meant that you were trying to glare at him for speaking nonsense and holding back a smile.

“I can’t write,” you said eventually, your voice barely above a whisper in the silence of your room.

For a second, Sunwoo wasn’t sure if he heard you right. Could such a simple reason cause you to cry as hard as you did? His shoulder still felt wet from the way your tears seeped through his t-shirt. He found it hard to believe that it was all because you had writer’s block or something.

“...Is that it?” he asked for confirmation, eyes wide with confusion while rubbing his thumb on the back of your hand.

You seemed to hesitate for quite a long time before trying again, “...I’m scared of writing.”

“Why are you scared of writing?” This was even more confusing because you weren’t the type to doubt your skills often and even when you did, it always made you more motivated to learn and improve. Did someone say something bad about your writing? Did he really need to square up and fight someone for you?

There was another period of silence, however instead of answering his question directly, it seemed like you changed your previous statement again, “I’m scared of everything… I’m just… scared…”

You choked on the last word and you could already feel a new set of tears gathering in the corner of your eyes. Your fingers curled into tight fists under Sunwoo’s palms and he was afraid that you would start crying again, so he quickly leaned closer to give you another forehead kiss. He was relieved when you closed your eyes for a moment to only focus on the touch of his lips on your skin, then you finally blinked the tears away.

Now it all made sense. Sunwoo knows what it’s like when fear makes someone unable to do anything. Maybe he hadn’t experienced what you were going through at this moment, maybe the fears he’d experienced weren’t to this level or this kind, still, he did have one or two tricks up his sleeve to offer you some help.

“You’re scared of everything?” he asked, trying his best to hold back a grin but the corner of his lips curled up anyways. When you looked at him with confusion, wondering if he didn’t hear you, he added, “Even me?”

You immediately shook your head no. Then seeing his grin widen proudly, you realized that your thoughtless response led you into his trap so you quietly added, “I saw you panicking when you found me crying.”

“I wasn’t– khm, you saw it wrong, your tears obscured your vision,” he huffed, partly embarrassed, partly relieved that you were starting to feel better – even if it was to his expense. Either way, he just needed you to trust him and let him in. He could take care of the rest.

“Listen here, crybaby,” he started again and poked your cheek with his index finger when he saw you pouting at the very affectionate nickname. “My point is, since you’re not scared of me, you can rely on me, right?”

You looked at him like not a word of this made any sense to you. Sunwoo thought that was fair, he wasn’t always reliable in every single thing, and he couldn’t help much with the particular things you were struggling with. However, he wanted you to know that at the very least, you could hide behind his back or in his arms whenever you needed to – you’re not alone. He would be your support, your safe space, your shoulder to cry on. He would help you calm down and recharge yourself so you would have the strength to face your fears and defeat them like a boss.

“I’m saying that even though you have to do most of the work yourself, you don’t have to face your fears alone,” Sunwoo said, leaning closer again – close enough that you saw nothing but his face, and he placed his palms gently on your ears. “Whenever you’re scared, I’ll be here to cover your eyes and cover your ears, and get into your mind to drive out all the fears, alright?”

When you nodded, he immediately kissed you.

Your eyes fluttered close, and you melted into the way his lips moved against yours. Your hands found their way to his shoulders, one slowly slipping up along the line of his neck to thread into his hair. He was right, you realized after pulling away for a moment: you didn’t see anything but his face, didn’t hear anything but his soft breaths, didn’t smell anything but his scent, didn’t feel anything but his touch, didn’t taste anything but his lips. Your thoughts about your fears dissolved like clouds after the rain when the sun broke through the sky and lit everything up with its bright light. Its warmth, similar to your boyfriend’s warmth, made you feel at peace and filled you up with life.

You kissed him again, your lips chasing his, wanting to feel more of this magical feeling that seemingly made all your fears disappear. It was only after you parted for air that you realized that it wasn’t like your fears disappeared, they only seemed less threatening now. And you also realized that it wasn’t that he made you feel stronger, he simply stayed beside you and showed you that you’re already strong enough. You realized that what he did for you was being your safe space where your fears couldn’t follow you and you could rediscover yourself.

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LETTERS TO THE BOYZ 💌

TO SANGYEON 💌

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TO JACOB 💌

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TO YOUNGHOON 💌

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TO HYUNJAE 💌

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TO JUYEON 💌

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TO KEVIN 💌

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TO NEW 💌

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TO Q 💌

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TO HAKNYEON 💌

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TO SUNWOO 💌

Safe Space | comfort, 1.5k words

TO ERIC 💌

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THEO - AUTUMN SUNLIGHT

💌 GROUP: P1harmony 💌 GENRE: sleepy fluff 💌 WORDS: 0.7k 💌 SUMMARY: It feels like the gentle sunlight enveloping you, as you bask in the warmth of it on a chilly morning in autumn. It’s comforting and peaceful, it helps you relax completely. 

“Oh, you’re here?” Taeyang comments without lifting his eyes from the tv. His current favorite drama is in the middle of playing the newest episode, so the attention he can spare to anything else is scarce.

You don’t really mind, because your tired brain isn’t exactly up for paying attention to a serious conversation either. You hum a response, then your body moves on autopilot, straight to the couch where Taeyang is sitting, and without wasting a minute talking, you sink down beside him. Your head rests on his shoulder, and upon contact, his arms wrap around you as well. He pulls you close, letting you rest while he’s watching the drama.

You try to watch it too, but you find your eyes closing almost immediately. With your eyes shut, your senses shift their focus to the warmth and the scent of him wrapping around you. It feels like the gentle sunlight enveloping you, as you bask in the warmth of it on a chilly morning in autumn. It’s comforting and peaceful, it helps you relax completely. This feeling transforms into emotions, which then bubble up from your chest, and a thought borns from your head, becoming the only thing you can concentrate on.

You love this person so much.

Taeyang feels soft lips pressed against his neck, and instinctively pulls away a bit, trying to signal that this is not the time. You might be too tired, or you simply don’t care, because you lean closer to press another kiss on the skin of his neck. 

He sighs. “I swear, if you don’t let me watch this episode till the end…”

His threat hangs in the air unfinished, as you kiss his neck again. 

He calls your name sternly.

“I just missed you a lot,” you mumble, lips moving against his skin and your warm breath tickles his ear. Taeyang’s eyes stray from the screen to you on the verge of falling asleep on his shoulder, and his heart softens.

He pulls you closer, then cups your cheeks to help you lift your head from his shoulder, because your lips on his neck are really too distracting. “I get that, but go to sleep if you’re this tired.”

“That was the plan, but you smelled very good… and I missed you… and I love you… so I wanted to kiss you… and I don’t wanna leave you to go to bed…” your sleepy rant is quiet and slow, your tone is a lot more affectionate than usually, and a tad bit wronged because he stopped you from expressing your love.

“Mhm, can you even open your eyes?” He teases, pinching your cheeks a little. He honestly finds you adorable in your sleepy state, not to mention that you’re usually a lot more affectionate like this. He would never admit it, but he loves it when you cling to him, and make him feel like you can’t bear to part from him. It makes him feel loved and needed, warm and happy. Maybe if you were like this all the time, the novelty of it would eventually wear off, and he would find it annoying, but that just means that the two of you are perfect the way you are now. There’s no need for anything more or anything less.

“I can, if I try hard enough,” you pout, informing him, but make no effort to actually open your eyes.

He huffs out a breath in a chuckle, and somehow, you feel it directly on your lips. The next moment, his eyes close as well, giving you a kiss. “Cute.”

You immediately whine in protest when you feel his lips separate from yours, and you’re sure he did it on purpose, just for the sake of teasing you. Still, you can’t be too upset about it, because he goes back to kiss you again right after. Everything you have felt before about his touch and his scent mixes together, and grows exponentially stronger with his taste on your lips and tongue. It’s the moment after the sun has dried up the morning dew from the leaves and the grass, with the air clear and the atmosphere luring you back to your bed to sleep in.

When he pulls away to breathe and rests his forehead against yours, it doesn’t take a few minutes for you to finally fall asleep in his arms.

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LETTERS TO P1HARMONY 💌

TO ALL MEMBERS 💌

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TO KEEHO 💌

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TO THEO 💌

Autumn Sunlight | fluff, 0.7k words

TO JIUNG 💌

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TO INTAK 💌

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TO SOUL 💌

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TO JONGSEOB 💌

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TO &TEAM 💌

TO ATEEZ 💌

TO ENHYPEN 💌

TO P1HARMONY 💌

TO SEVENTEEN 💌

TO SF9 💌

TO THE BOYZ 💌

TO TOMORROW X TOGETHER 💌

TO XDINARY HEROES 💌

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