#a.c.e wow fanfiction
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
An Outstanding Transformation
➵ A.C.E: (Ravenclaw) Sehyoon x fem. (Slytherin) reader / one shot, Hogwarts AU / fluff
➵ warnings: (a teeny tiny bit) sexual suggestiveness
➵ word count: 2.4k
➵ series: Donghun, Sehyoon, Yuchan
"You should be thankful to be partnered with him. He's basically a genius.", Jiwoo says, twirling her blond locks around one finger and staring out of the window.
"He's weird.", you mumble, scrunching up your face in concentration while looking down at your parchment.
"He is. I mean, how could he not? He's best friends with Byeongkwan.", your best friend admits, grinning slightly.
"Don't talk about Byeongkwan like that. He's a genius. An evil genius, but a genius nevertheless.", you retort, feeling a bit protective of your classmate.
"I know, I know - you have a soft spot for him.", Jiwoo teases, plucking the quill out of your hand and trying to tickle your nose with it.
"I do not...", you mumble, quickly snatching it back again, "I don't have a weak spot for anyone, so please leave me alone before I hex you. I really need to study."
Jiwoo huffs. "But why? Sehyoon will wing that Transformation project with or without you, so why even bother?", she whines, poking you with her wand and making you yelp.
"Well, I'm not going to rely on a weird Ravenclaw - especially not when I can do it better myself. Also, I’m actually still working on my History of Magic essay right now and haven’t even thought about Transfiguration yet. That will have to wait until tomorrow."
"You know, sometimes you're really weird for a Slytherin. He could do all the work and you could just relax, why get competitive about it and do it yourself?"
You throw the blonde an exasperated look. "Because I don't trust him. No one is that intelligent. Especially not someone that... weird. And quiet. And... Well, I don't like the way he looks." At this, Jiwoo blinks a few times, before bursting into laughter, which makes several students glare at you.
Right, you're still at the library - hopefully Mrs. Pince didn't hear you or you're in for a good scolding.
"Hush, be quiet now.", you hiss at Jiwoo, ducking your head and pretending to edit your more than poorly researched essay.
"I'm just saying, with his blond dyed hair? He could pass as a Malfoy, so he could actually pass as a member of our house.", Jiwoo whispers back, before quickly getting up and - finally - leaving you alone.
In the end, it's Sehyoon who asks you out on a study date. You guess it’s nice that he’s actually trying to act like a research partner. Nice is just not really your thing, most of your friends call you "honest" - but the right way to describe you might be "blunt". In the end, you still agree to meet the quiet Ravenclaw in the library.
You're actually quite early, but he's already seated in front of one of the big arch windows; books, parchment, quills and ink pots littering the table in front of him. He's immersed into a book, his eyes almost flying over the pages - no one is able to read that quickly and actually absorb any of the content, you think.
"Hi.", you say, sliding onto the chair opposite the blond Ravenclaw and propping your chin on one hand. He looks up, startled by your sudden appearance - then, he breaks into a smile. Your heart stops for a second, before it starts pounding against your rib cage.
"Oh, hello! It’s great that you could make it today.", he answers, his brown eyes sparkling in the bright sunlight.
"Uh, well, we are research partners, so...", you retort a bit bitingly, crossing your arms in front of your chest, ignoring your still fast beating heart. You guess you have to agree with Jiwoo... Sehyoon is more than handsome, but it's not only his looks... It's more his whole aura. You would never admit it out loud, but maybe you're a teeny tiny bit intimidated by him and his intelligence.
“That we are indeed. So, have you thought about what kind of Transformation we should attempt to present to the class? I was thinking about turning the water of the Great Lake into chocolate milk.”.
You don’t think you’ve ever heard him say so many words to anyone before as he’s usually one of the more quiet ones, even in class. You blink a few times at him, actually taken aback - he suddenly doesn’t seem so shy anymore.
“I… uh. Well... Okay? Let’s just… do that?”, you agree a bit dumbfounded - you actually haven’t even thought about this project yet, still too absorbed into your History of Magic essay. So, going with his idea seems to be the polite way, even though his plan sounds a bit… ambitious, to say the least.
Sehyoon snorts, quickly pressing one hand over his mouth to stifle the noise. “I am kidding, we are definitely not going to transform the Great Lake into chocolate milk! I don’t think most of the magical beings - or normal ones, come to think of it - in there would survive that. Too much blood on our hands. Maybe you, as a Slytherin, don’t mind that too much, but as a Ravenclaw, I do prefer to have a clean slate.” His eyes are glimmering mischievously and his lips twitch, but you already have a retort ready: “You’re best friends with Byeongkwan, it’s absolutely impossible for you to have a clean slate.”
The corner of his mouth curls into a smile and he cocks his head to one side. “Touché. Well, back to our project, now - do you have an idea?”
You lean back, interlacing your fingers and biting down on your lip. “Not really, no. I’m still writing my History of Magic essay, so I had no time to think about Transfiguration yet.”
“Mhm.” He actually looks a bit disappointed, picking up his quill and writing something down, “That’s okay. I have a few ideas - we can talk about all of them and then agree on one, if that’s okay with you?”
You sigh inwardly, but nod.
It seems like you’re in for a long afternoon.
“You’re going to transform into one another?!”, Jiwoo cocks one eyebrow, obviously trying (and failing) to stifle her laugh. You kick her shin under the Slytherin table, trying not to look too smug about the painful expression crossing her face. “No need to get violent.”, she grumbles, picking up her discarded fork and shooting you a dark look. You smile innocently, taking a sip of pumpkin juice.
“But that transformation might actually be a good idea, then you’ll finally know how broad this glorious body of his really is.”, your best friend suddenly says, looking very pleased with herself when you choke on your drink. You cough, windpipe feeling painfully tight all of the sudden, tears springing into your eyes.
“You really can’t be left alone for more than two seconds with one another, huh?”, an amused voice from beside you says, before someone gently smacks your back to help you free your windpipe.
“Thanks, Donghun.”, you say when you’re finally able to breathe again, loosening the green tie around your neck a bit.
“No problem. What were you guys talking about?”
“Nothing.” - “About Sehyoon.”, Jiwoo and you say simultaneously, making you glare at her. Donghun raises one eyebrow, his silver piercing catching the light of the many candles floating above you.
“You choked because of Sehyoon?”
“Not yet.”, Jiwoo answers, grinning proudly at her innuendo.
You turn your eyes towards the enchanted ceiling, sighing exasperated and pinching the bridge of your nose. “Donghun, please remind me again that I’m not allowed to use any of the Unforgivable Curses.”
“You’re not allowed to use any of the Unforgivable Curses, but if you should use one now, I’d provide you with an alibi.” You can hear the smirk in his voice and nod. “Thanks. Not exactly the kind of answer I wanted to hear, but better than nothing, I guess. So, today won’t be the day I murder my best friend.”
Jiwoo giggles, not the slightest bit disturbed, happily continuing to munch on her carrots. “You love me too much and would never actually kill or torture me. You’re always all talk, no action. And just so you know, you can admit to actually wanting to know how broad Sehyoon is. There’s no shame in that - it’s all in the name of science, right?”
You helplessly look at Donghun, who just shrugs. “I won’t comment on that. And I need to go now.”, he grins, gaze sliding towards the giant double doors where a very special Gryffindor just walked through, “I’ll see you later at the common room. Oh - wait, one last thing before I leave: Sehyoon actually asked me to switch seats with him so you’d get partnered with him. Thought that might be of interest to you.” With that, he slides out of the chair, quickly making his way towards his girlfriend, who greets him with a bright smile.
“Well. That is definitely interesting to know.”, Jiwoo remarks, lip twitching.
You close your eyes, taking a deep breath. “Today. Is not. The day. I murder. My best friend.”, you repeat calmly, before shooting her a death glare.
She just continues to grin at you.
Working together with Sehyoon proves to be… easier than anticipated. Transfiguration has never been your strong suit, you’re more of a Potions genius - which explains your close friend- and partnership with Donghun - so the meetings with the quiet Ravenclaw actually help you improve a lot.
You’re continuing to meet every afternoon that week, quickly managing to make progress. Sehyoon is never condescending and also not one to show off, he’s actually always very patient, calm and collected - even when you accidentally transform his blond hair into bright green one time (which, might you add, kind of looks amazing on him).
You soon notice that you were completely wrong about him - he really is that intelligent. And he’s not even that quiet, once you get to know him better, you notice he’s actually very funny, often muttering witty remarks under his breath and breaking out into that breathtaking smile of his, when you can’t help but giggle at his antics.
It’s Friday evening and you’re the last students in the library again, only a few minutes are left until Mrs. Pince is going to close up.
“I think we’re really going to wing that presentation on Monday.”, you say confidently, while beginning to sort the ridiculous amount of books you used today back on their shelves. Sehyoon just nods, keeping quiet. You frown at his reaction, pouting a bit and trying to distract yourself by sliding another book on one of the top shelves. It somehow manages to slip out of your hand though and almost hits your head, but Sehyoon - standing directly behind you - thankfully manages to catch it just in time.
Your head spins from the adrenaline and you turn around to him, wanting to thank him - but his face is suddenly very close to yours and you actually forget to breathe. You see tiny flecks of Gold in his eyes, hidden in the depths of their beautiful, brown color.
Anyone who says brown eyes aren’t beautiful or multi-colored must never have actually looked into any, you think - because you’re certain you could get lost in these ones.
“I…”, you begin, but don’t even know how to finish the sentence.
“Mhm?”, Sehyoon just makes, his gaze flickering from your eyes to your lips and back again.
“Do… You... uh…” You still don’t actually know what you want to say, your head emptying itself of every single thought when the blond Ravenclaw smiles at you.
“Yes?”
You take a deep breath, clearing your throat. “I was thinking… Maybe… uh, we could visit Hogsmeade together? Tomorrow? If you want to? It’s totally fine if not, I just thought, that maybe, because-” You’re stumbling over your own words, heart pounding so loudly in your chest that you almost miss his quiet chuckle. He pushes a stray strand of hair behind your ear, cocking his head to one side.
“I would love that. The first butterbeer is on me.”, Sehyoon answers softly, his eyes twinkling happily.
You release the breath you’ve been holding, smiling up at him. “Oh, good - great, yeah, that… sounds good.”
“Exactly, we will be able to talk some more about the Transformation project.”, he says, leaning back a bit.
You bite the inside of your cheek, disappointment flooding you. “Oh, uh, that’s… true, I guess.”, you mumble, quickly flashing him a fake smile.
He snorts at your expression, suddenly taking your hand in his. “And maybe about many more things. Because there’s still so much I want to know about you - and isn’t that kind of my task and purpose as a Ravenclaw? To gather as much information as possible about anything - or anyone.”, he says, his lip twitching.
Your heart, currently pounding twice as fast thanks to him holding your hand, skips another beat at this, but you can’t help but roll your eyes at him. “I think there’s still much to learn for you. Especially about the art of flirting.”
Sehyoon actually laughs out loud at this, tugging you closer to his warm, broad body. “Well, I’m an adept student and I’m willing to let you grade me.”, he whispers, leaning closer to you again, his lips almost touching yours.
“What are you doing?! This is a library, not... not an establishment for... for these kind of things! Out with you, both!”, Mrs. Pince’s shrill voice bounces through the (thankfully) empty library, making you both jump.
“So sorry, Mrs. Pince, it won’t happen again - but we are standing in front of the love potion section! So can you really blame us?”, Sehyoon quickly retorts, obviously suppressing his laughter and already tugging on your hand to practically drag you out of the library and into the dimly lit hallway.
There, you can’t help but begin to giggle, your hand still securely in his.
“So, I’ll see you tomorrow?”, he asks quietly, after you’ve both calmed down a bit.
You can’t help but smile at him, nodding enthusiastically. “You will. But only because I really want an Outstanding on the Transformation project.”
He grins and actually has the audacity to wink at you, making you even more weak-kneed. “Oh, that I can manage.”
… as you find out on Monday, he’s right about that.
You actually do get an Outstanding on your project.
That same day, he gets a (mental) Outstanding from you on your first kiss.
Incidentally, that is also the day he starts being an outstanding boyfriend to you.
[masterlist] | [requests]
#A.C.E#A.C.E fanfiction#A.C.E fanfic#A.C.E one shot#A.C.E fluff#A.C.E Sehyoon#A.C.E Wow#A.C.E Wow fanfic#A.C.E Wow fanfiction#Sehyoon fluff#Sehyoon fanfic#Sehyoon one shot#A.C.E Hogwarts au#A.C.E Hogwarts#Ravenclaw Sehyoon#Kim Sehyoon
74 notes
·
View notes
Text
It's Basically The Lion King [Chapter 1] (Seyoon)
Title: It's Basically The Lion King
Pairing: Seyoon x Reader
Genre: Angst; Fluff; Spice
Word Count: 15,072 Words [All Chapters]
Writer: Kpopmadness & Whattodowithkpop
Warning: Mentions of death
*****
A hooded figure makes it way down the narrow hallways. Their steps only illuminated by the moonlight creeping in behind the sheer curtains that shielded the windows from the inside. The figure walks with a purpose, navigating the hallways as they make left and right turns at the appropriate time. The castle had been asleep since hours prior, meaning no workers or residents roamed around in the wee hours, so the dark hallways were barren.
The cloaked figure turns a corner, finding a dead end indicated by the window that was engraved into the brick of the old building. At the end of this hall stood two soldiers with weapons guarding the door at the end. Their armor was royal as they stood with swords attached at their hips. The figure doesn't waste a moment and enters the room just on the other side of the corner, the room being next to the guarded room.
The figure shuffles into the dark room, walking to the fireplace that was placed against the wall that separated the two rooms. The figures reaches out, its gloved fingers grazing across the books that were lined on the mantle. The shadow-like figure pulls lightly on the red book, the fireplace moving to the side to reveal the other room that was being guarded by the soldiers just outside the wooden door. The figure enters the room, fishing through the pockets of the cloak, retrieving an old rope. It approaches the bed where a young man slept, his blonde hair falling into his closed eyes, his chest falling and rising slowly with his breaths.
The figure wraps the rope around their hands, pulling it tight as they quickly place the material against the neck of the sleeping body. His eyes shoot open, his instincts kicking in as he tries to push the rope off his neck. The figure straddles his stomach, keeping the young man in place as he struggles against the rope. The man chokes and tries to cough which was being stopped by his airways being crushed. The man began to squirm, trying to push the strong figure off his body, with no result except added pressure on his throat.
The man’s body gets weaker and weaker as his flailing lessens, the rope strangling him to death. The figure plants themselves on the young man even moments after his body had stop thrashing, making sure the job was done. The figure lifts the rope, seeing the red marks it left on the man’s neck as his body continue to lay motionless. The figure retreats off the bed, making its way back through the campfire trap door, closing it back with the book by pushing it back into place. The cloaked individual makes a calm exit back the way it came, scurrying back into their designated room having accomplished their mission.
~
A young girl with platinum, almost white, hair stands with her head down, tears staining her cheeks. She was in front of a room full of lords and ladies in their best gowns as they sat and whispered about her under their breaths, but loud enough for their words to enter her ears and cause her heart to ache even more.
The judge slams his gavel against his podium, asking for order in the court.
“Does the defendant call any witnesses?” The judge asks looking to the lawyer who stood next to the platinum haired girl.
“We would like to call Our Lord to the stand.” The dark headed lawyer requests as he and the girl sit.
A middle aged man enters the room, his jet black hair being encroached on by gray hair from his roots. The wrinkles from his eyes showing his age as his face holds a scowl. He walks to the stand, taking his oath as he sits ready to be questioned.
The lawyer stands, walking to the older man.
“You are the defendants uncle, is this correct?” The lawyer asks as he lays his hand on the podium in front of the witness.
“This is correct.” The middle aged man nods.
“So you knew the late King and The Princess here quite well?” He asks with a gesture to the platinum haired girl playing the defendant.
“Yes.”
“The defendant claims that she had a great relationship with her brother, the late king.”
“They did.” The man identified as the uncle states with a short pause, making the princess look up with hope. “Until he became king.”
The masses begin to murmur, gasps of shock filling the court room. The judge, once again, asking for order. The Princess’s face falls as she looks to her uncle in horror, tears filling her eyes again, a quiet sob falling from her mouth.
“Once he became king, they drifted apart and they began to fight more.” The Uncle explains. “I wish I could’ve noticed the signs before so I could’ve prevented this tragedy.”
“So you are saying the defendant is fully capable of committing this crime?” The plaintiffs lawyer cuts in.
The uncle nods, looking the girl straight in the eyes. “I wish I could say differently, but yes.”
The room erupts into more murmurs and low chatter, the chaos not being quieted by the judge and his gavel. The whispers hitting the Princess’s ears with a piercing sound, making her head hurt and making her tears fall more steadily as she realizes her fate was sealed.
~
The Princess was imprisoned in the local jail, spending many weeks there before her life came into danger due to the other inmates threatening to kill her for what she did to her brother, the late king. She was moved to a singular cell for her safety, but her condition continued to worsen as her food and water was limited per the king's order. Her uncle had become the king as he was next in line after her, but with her crimes her privilege of rulership was revoked and he was installed as king. He asked the soldiers to bring the young girl to him, which the soldiers did. When she was stationed in front of him after weeks of being mistreated in the prison, her head could not hold herself up to look to the new king.
“How have you been, my darling?” The king asks as he descends from his throne to stand before her kneeled position.
The Princess, too weak to answer, gets her head jerked upwards towards his face.
“You know what I’ve done.” The King smirks as he holds her jaw roughly. “I’d tread carefully.”
The Princess’s eyes were dull, worn out from all the crying she had done. The King’s smirk widens as he releases her jaw.
“I’m sending you to exile island.” The King begins as he goes back up to his throne. “I don't want you to die. I want you to suffer on that island where I can come visit you and remind you of what has been done.” The King calls in the soldiers and just before they get in ear shot he states on last thing to the princess. “I will be your nightmare, much like I was your brother’s”
The Princess’s eyes ignite in anger as she gains strength to stand, taking a step towards the king before being restrained by the soldiers who hold her arms, escorting her away from the throne room.
~
A young soldier enters the throne room, bowing to the king as he speaks in a loud monotone voice. His bright hair falling into his eyes as he does so. “How may I be of service to you, my king?”
“Seyoon.” The King smiles. “I have a special assignment for you.”
The soldier, Seyoon, nods as he keeps his eyes down in respect.
“The traitor needs to be taken to Exile Island. I trust no one more than I do you, for you were the late king’s prized soldier and close friend.”
Seyoon’s heart aches at the mentions of his old friend who he had served and cherished deeply.
“However, as much as many of the town's people and soldiers want her dead, she must arrive alive. It is well known that Exile Island is a fate worse than death and I want her to experience this.” The King finishes as he stares down at Seyoon.
“Yes, my lord.” Seyoon bows.
“Very well, you set out in a week, let her gain enough strength so you don't have to drag her along.” The King chuckles darkly, making Seyoon’s heart fill with discomfort.
“Yes, my lord.” Seyoon shouts again.
“You’re dismissed.”
With this, Seyoon bows once more before taking his leave from the throne room.
~ Next Chapter
It's Basically The Lion King Masterlist
#ace#ace fanfiction#ace imagine#ace x reader#ace seyoon#ace seyoon x reader#a.c.e imagine#a.c.e fanfiction#a.c.e wow#a.c.e seyoon#a.c.e seyoon x reader#a.c.e x reader#it's basically the lion king#acewriters
10 notes
·
View notes
Text
Orange passion teaser 🍊🍊🍊
As the shoot wrapped up and everyone attempted to leave, you placed your hand on the handbrake of his car to stop him from driving off. He looked at you puzzled and confused as you sat there silently watching the last car, Leaving you both alone. As you sat in the car in the middle of nowhere, in an overgrown field of wildflowers and orange trees. The blue sky setting such a summery beautiful sight. “y/n you ok” Sehyoon broke through your thoughts as he looked at you with furrowed eyebrows.
You shook your head violently, shaking off those thoughts of insecurity, and decided to find the courage you knew you would need to punish him for making you jealous earlier. You got out of the car without a single explanation. He stepped out the car with a concerned look, as you walked around to his side and aggressively in the moment threw your lips against his. He froze in a moment of confusion, before joining your pace as he relaxed his lips so you could slide your tongue against his. You could taste the tang of oranges that he had clearly sneaked a bite of. You watched his confused expression ease as he relaxed into your passionate yet needy kisses. Feeling a sudden intense need to be further adventurous, you left his lips and took his hand, and with that you started to slowly pull him towards the orange trees where you had been watching his photoshoot earlier. ………………..
#fiction#fanfiction#fanfic#kim sehyoon#ace smut#ace kpop#ace wow#ace sehyoon#acedit#a.c.e wow#a.c.e edits#a.c.e x reader#a.c.e kpop#kpop smut#kpopidol#kpop boys#kpop fantasy au#oranges#smut
6 notes
·
View notes
Text
I Love You (Seyoon)
Title: I love You
Paring: Seyoon (ACE) x Reader
Genre: All the fluff
Word count: 237
Writer: Kpopmadness (Ju)
*****
Seyoon took his shoes off at the front door, the apartment quiet as he did so. The living room was empty, as well as the kitchen.
Walking into the bedroom he found what he wanted. His wife laid curled up on their bed, sleeping. Her hair spilled out over the bed sheets, one of his oversized shirts covering her body.
Seyoon smiled at the scene, feeling a twinge in his heart. Setting the rest of his things down on their dresser quietly, he joined her on the bed. Careful not to disturb her.
She barely moved as he covered them both up with a blanket and slid his arm beneath her head to serve as a pillow. Their legs tangling as he pulled her against him.
She let out a sigh against his chest but quickly fell back asleep. Seyoon watched her for a moment, a smile on his face.
He gently kissed her forehead as he whispered against her hair, “I love you.”
He knew she didn’t hear him, but it was things like this he liked most. The ability to come home and hold her and have her be so willing to give him that attention. It soothed almost anything that happened during his long day at work.
Seyoon laid his head down next to hers and felt his eyes get heavy as he began to drift off into sleep with her in his arms.
MASTERLIST
#ace#a.c.e#ace x reader#ace seyoon x reader#ace seyoon#a.c.e seyoon x reader#a.c.e sehyoon#a.c.e seyoon#a.c.e wow#kpop#x reader#kpop fanfiction#fanfiction#fluff#kpop x reader#kpop imagines#kpop fluff#kpopmadness writings
14 notes
·
View notes
Text
Behind the Scenes || Wow x Jun
Fandom: A.C.E || Genre: Smut, NSFW, Idolverse || Relationship: Wow x Jun || Language: English || WC: 1,135 words || Warnings: Oral sex male receiving, semi-public sex || Author’s Note: This was entirely prompted by the recent photo shoot and written very spontaneously. || AO3 link
The shooting was going well. Maybe a little too well as they posed in front of the red screen with their stylized version of traditional clothes. Sehyoon thought they all looked great, maybe a little too much, but the one who had definitely robbed his attention was Junhee. The blue hair looked too good on him, and his expressions while taking the pictures were just too much.
It’s not like Sehyoon himself hadn’t managed to steal a good amount of gasps from the other people there. The lip rings were a sure way to attract attention, and he knew Choice would like it. He also knew that Junhee liked them too, if the way he kept glancing back at Sehyoon was anything to go by. Sehyoon had already finished with his individual shooting, so he was just waiting for Junhee to be done so he could snatch him away for a few minutes.
Truth be told, he could just about imagine what Junhee was thinking about when he looked back and stared at his lips. Sehyoon wanted to turn his imagination into reality. Junhee was a good leader to them, and as his hyung, Sehyoon should reward him for being so good to them.
Sehyoon waited impatiently, arms crossed as he tried to keep himself from just snatching Junhee away. Donghun tapped his back and gave him a knowing smile. Sehyoon should have felt at least a little embarrassed from being discovered so easily, but he was on edge and not doing much to hide it. At least Donghun was understanding.
As soon as Junhee was finished, he called him over. Junhee’s face flushed red the closer he got, and he was still staring at Sehyoon’s fake lip rings. He almost wished they were real if it meant Junhee would continue looking at him with such hunger. Sehyoon grabbed his hand without saying much and pulled him along, stopping long enough just to hear Donghun’s advice.
“Don’t be too rough on him, we still have more shoots left,” the oldest warned them with a cheeky smile, to which Sehyoon replied with a nod.
He pulled Junhee all the way to the changing groups. No one would be changing yet since they still needed to shoot the group photos after Byeongkwan and Chan, so they had a little bit of time. Sehyoon cornered him against a table and kissed him deeply, ripping a startled little moan out of Junhee’s lips.
Junhee trapped one of the lip rings between his lips, sucking softly on it before Sehyoon kissed him once again, overpowering him. Junhee closed his eyes and forced his hands to stay put where they were, not wanting to ruin Sehyoon’s costume and face the wrath of the stylists. The way the lip rings pressed against his lips felt good, but he wanted to feel them elsewhere.
Sehyoon pecked him softly one last time before kneeling down. Junhee opened his eyes and looked down, a shiver running down his spine as he met Sehyoon’s red eyes. He knew they were contact lenses, but lord did they look exceptionally good on him.
“Your lips…” Junhee murmured, noticing that the makeup had smeared a little.
“Did it smear too much?” Sehyoon continued to stare at him as he carefully pulled the clothes apart, trying not to mess them up too much as he uncovered his dick.
“A bit…” Junhee nodded, hands clasping tightly to the end of the table as he bit his own lip.
“Gotta be careful with the lip rings, or they’re gonna come off.” Sehyoon whispered as he grabbed the half-hard length and pumped it into a full erection. “You’ll be a good boy right? Stay still and let me give you a reward for being such a good leader.”
Junhee nodded, still biting unto his lower lip as he fought to keep himself in check. Sehyoon wasted no time as he wrapped his lips around Junhee’s head and slowly went down on his length, putting it all inside his mouth. Junhee wasn’t particularly girthy but he was long, and Sehyoon was careful to swallow him whole without choking, before he began bobbing his head.
At first the movements were slow, stealing soft moans and sighs from Junhee’s lips and letting him feel the way the lip rings rubbed against his dick. It felt so good. And then Sehyoon began to move faster, deep throating him and sucking on him hard. Junhee used his hand to cover his mouth as he tried to keep his moans down, but it was hard when even the sight made him want to moan.
Sehyoon’s costume was falling over his shoulders, revealing more skin than was necessary, and his red eyes looked at Junhee with hunger as he devoured him. Junhee’s hips stuttered, but a soft grunt from Sehyoon reminded him that he needed to be good and stay still. He was rewarded for his behavior as Sehyoon hollowed his cheeks and sucked harder on Junhee’s length.
“Wait- I’m-” Junhee gasped, letting out a strangled moan.
The oldest didn’t let go, closing his eyes and focusing all of his attention on Junhee. He tightened his lips and pressed his tongue against his length, putting one hand on the table to support himself. Sehyoon bobbed his head faster, trying to get as much of Junhee’s dick in his mouth before the youngest was coming down his throat with a stifled moan. Sehyoon swallowed until the last drop of his cum, sucking him clean before tucking him in with a sly smile and standing up.
“Are you okay?” Sehyoon asked. His throat was a little spent so his voice sounded hoarse, but he didn’t seem to mind.
“Yeah…” Junhee nodded, still a bit lightheaded. His face was completely flushed red, but he looked quite decent otherwise.
Sehyoon put on his clothes properly again before checking his face in the mirror. His lips were red and his lipstick was smeared, his hair was also a bit messy, but the lip rings had stayed on properly. He smirked, looking back at Junhee. Seeing his current state, he panicked a little, fussing around his hair and tried to make it look a little less like they had been fucking around.
“God, the stylists will murder us…” Junhee muttered, voice full with worry.
“Don’t worry, let’s go back, before they start looking for us.” Sehyoon shrugged, grabbing Junhee’s hand.
“Wait, hyung-” Junhee stopped him. “What about you?” Junhee muttered, trying to keep his embarrassment down, but still worried about the other. Sehyoon smiled and leaned close enough to whisper in his ear.
“Why don’t you take care of me at home, hm?” Sehyoon suggested, before pulling him out of the dressing room.
The scolding they received from the stylists after that was certainly worth it.
#kwritersworldnet#a.c.e#a.c.e fanfic#a.c.e fic#a.c.e smut#a.c.e fanfiction#kpop#kpop fanfic#kpop fic#kpop smut#a.c.e wow#a.c.e jun#a.c.e sehyoon#sehyoon#a.c.e junhee#junhee#bluenicorn writes
38 notes
·
View notes
Text
Just Like the Rain (Wow/Sehyoon) Prologue
Title: Just Like the Rain
Pairing: Sehyoon X Suhyun (OC/F)
Genre: Fluff x Romance X a bit of drama
Rating: Any mature content will be marked as such
Word Count: 126
Writer: AleXing
Part: 1/?
An AU where Sehyoon hand paints Suhyun's sneakers because they were ruined by the rain.
Here you go," he said, as he handed her a pair of shoes. "Some stains wouldn't come off so I added a bit of decoration to hide them, I hope you don't mind".
It had been raining heavily and puddles and mud had been a hard thing to avoid while talking to school. However, only after she arrived at her locker did she realize just how badly ruined her shoes had become. She had thought about getting a new pair anyway, so she decided to toss them out and use her spare slippers to walk home.
"Why?" she asked, taking the shoes before looking closely at the colorful patterns and flowers.
He offered her a shy smile, "Let's just say I owe you one from yesterday."
Something new that I’m trying to please let me know what you guys think and if I should continue with this. Also, I’m taking requests related to A.C.E I wanna try making fics based on songs to so please also send those my way!
Chapter 1
#ace#ace sehyoon#ace wow#ace imagine#ace imagines#ace fanfiction#ace kpop#kpop#ace fanfic#a.c.e#a.c.e sehyoon#a.c.e scenarios#a.c.e imagines#a.c.e wow#a.c.e fanfic#a.c.e fanfiction#a.c.e fanfictions#kpop scenarios#kpop fanfic#kpop fanfiction#fanfiction#alexing1061
14 notes
·
View notes
Text
A.C.E MASTERLIST
Key: A=ANGST F =FLUFF S=SMUT R=REQUEST ♥=FAVORITES
↘ ↙↘ ↙↘ ↙↘ ↙↘ ↙↘ ↙
Junhee
Nothing Yet!
Donghun
Nothing Yet!
Sehyoon
Nothing Yet!
Byeongkwan
Nothing Yet!
Yuchan
Nothing Yet!
#ace fanfiction#a.c.e x reader#a.c.e masterlist#ace masterlist#ace x reader#a.c.e fanfic#a.c.e fics#a.c.e byeongkwan#a.c.e donghun#a.c.e jun#a.c.e chan#a.c.e wow
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
A.C.E Masterlist
All Members
Scenarios
First Kisses
Park Junhee (Jun)
Nothing yet.
Lee Donghun
Nothing yet.
Kim Sehyoon (Wow)
Nothing yet
Kim Byeongkwan
Timestamps: 8:47
Kang Yuchan (Chan)
Timestamps: 8:56
Masterlist
#a.c.e#a.c.e reactions#a.c.e scenarios#a.c.e masterlist#park junhee#lee donghun#kim sehyoon#kim byeongkwan#kang yuchan#a.c.e jun#a.c.e donghun#a.c.e wow#a.c.e jason#a.c.e chan#a.c.e fluff#a.c.e smut#a.c.e fanfic#a.c.e fanfiction#jun fluff#donghun fluff#wow fluff#byeongkwan fluff#chan fluff#jun smut#donghun smut#wow smut#byeongkwan smut#chan smut
60 notes
·
View notes
Text
this moment
wow x reader (fluff, friends-to-lovers!au)
a/n: this was a request from this prompt list, numbers 2 and 58
WOW is a cool guy. In the most stereotypical sense, he gives off those aloof vibes and has a pretty face — so people think he’s cool.
But you know him. You’ve known him since before he started getting called WOW, since he was just Sehyoon.
Sehyoon is anything but cool. Not that he’s not a fun guy or anything, but he’s incredibly shy. When you first met him, you were both in your first year at university and he could barely speak to you, but once you’d shown him you could be trusted he’d stuck to you like glue.
The thing is, sometimes Sehyoon becomes a little more WOW-ish — or what people think is WOW-ish. It only happens when he drinks, and it’s only with people he knows well. Like you.
More often than not, you’re his designated driver when he goes out, and your apartment becomes his crash pad because you live closer to the city center than he does. He gets drunk and you take care of him, because he’s your best friends and that’s what best friends are for.
It’s a Friday night like almost any other, Junhee had called you out to their current bar like you’d asked him to when it seemed like Sehyoon had more than enough to drink, and you’ve barely made it through the door before Sehyoon notices. He waves excitedly at you, raising his voice as Junhee and Chan try to stop him from falling off his stool.
“Y/N~!” You can’t help but laugh at the big, goofy grin on his face. Cool, ha.
“Hi, Sehyoon,” you greet, walking into his embrace. He rests his chin contentedly on your shoulder as you turn around in his arms to speak to Junhee.
“How much?”
“Plenty,” the man says, lips curling into a cat-like grin. “You got here just in time. He was gonna try to buy another round of shots.”
“Thanks, I owe you one,” you reply, patting his shoulder. Sehyoon keeps his arms looped around you, humming happily.
“Did you change your shampoo?” He asks, and you roll your eyes, reaching up to pat his cheek.
“No. Come on, let’s get going.” Sehyoon draws his friends into a hug before grabbing onto your hand and allowing you to lead him out of the bar.
It’s much more quiet out on the sidewalk, and Sehyoon begins humming a pop song under his breath. You allow him to twine his fingers with yours, your shoulders knocking together as you walk down the sidewalk.
Sehyoon seems to be at a sweet spot in his drunkenness which you rarely see — happy, a bit drowsy, and extremely clingy and cuddly. You can’t keep the find smile off your face as you usher him into your car, buckling him in before getting behind the wheel. He already appears to be nodding off, so you turn the soft music on the radio up a little bit and allow him to rest before he has to be dragged up to your apartment.
Time passes quickly at this time of night, with a lack of traffic on the roads. You reach your apartment complex almost in record time, and then gently shake your best friend awake.
He whines the whole way into the elevator, but he relaxes once you let him lean his weight on you. He nuzzles into your shoulder, and you gently pat his head, trying to keep him from falling asleep and becoming a dead weight. You work out, but not enough to carry him all the way down the hallway.
“Alright, brush your teeth and I’ll get your clothes ready, okay?” You lead Sehyoon to the threshold of the bathroom, and he pouts at you until you press the toothbrush into his hands.
It takes a little digging around, but you find some of Sehyoon’s clothing in your drawers. You place the folded pile outside the bathroom door before going to begin prepping the couch—
“Y/N!” You hear from suspiciously far down the hallway, and you follow his voice to find him sprawled out on your bed. He opens his arms and makes grabby hands at you, and all you can do is roll your eyes and throw your blankets up over him. You sit on the edge of the bed and brush your fingers through his hair.
“Guess I’m sleeping on the couch then, hm?” You tease. Sehyoon pouts and, as you try to get up, takes hold of your wrist.
“Stay here tonight.” His eyes are honest, tender as they meet yours, and your heart flutters a bit.
You’ve never shared a bed with Sehyoon. Even when he’s drunk, he always seems to have enough of his wits about him to insist on taking the couch so you can have you bed. He slips his hand down from your wrist to hold your hand, shifting his gaze there as well as he begins to gently play with your fingers.
“Please?” He adds, softly. He keeps his gaze trained on your hands, too shy to look at you, and suddenly you feel the exhaustion of the whole day wash over you. You let out a sigh and flop back onto your bed, resting your head on the pillow and turning your head to look at Sehyoon. He bites down on his lip and glances up into your eyes.
“Y/N,” he murmurs, and you hum in acknowledgement.
“Do you… do you ever think—” He pauses and lets out a sigh,
“Have you ever thought of me as, like… more than a friend?”
It feels like your heart stops and then launches directly up into your throat. Sehyoon’s lashes cast shadows on his cheeks as he looks down at your hands tangled together. You swallow hard, your throat suddenly inexplicably dry.
For so long, you’ve been Sehyoon’s best friend. His trust had been something you’d value above anything else, and so even though you’d always found him attractive and had, in fact, considered the possibility of being something more with him, you’d never wanted to rock the boat.
And now, here is your shy best friend, rocking the boat rather violently, and you’re not even sure he’ll remember it in the morning.
“I—” you start, then falter. You lick your lips nervously and squeeze his hand, “Yeah. I have. But, Sehyoon, maybe we should talk about this in the morning when you’re—”
“Are you serious?”
“Sehyoon—”
“Can I hold you?”
It’s a little frightening how little time it takes you to consider before nodding, immediately melting into his embrace as he tucks his chin over your head. He lets out a sigh, and you close your eyes, gently nuzzling against his check.
“I’ve waited for this moment for a long time,” he says. “I love you, Y/N. I really do.” You can’t help but let out a soft, contented laugh, inching even closer to him.
“Let’s talk in the morning, okay?” You murmur. He hums in acknowledgment, and soon you can hear his breathing evening out. Once he finally seems to be asleep, you let out a breath you didn’t realize you’d been holding, closing your eyes.
“I love you, too.”
#wow imagines#a.c.e texts#a.c.e fanfiction#kpop fanfiction#kpop texts#kpop writing#kpop scenarios#kpop reactions#My writing
28 notes
·
View notes
Text
Study Break
➵ A.C.E: Sehyoon x fem. reader / drabble, college AU / fluff / REQUESTED
➵ warnings: slight mentions of alcohol
➵ word count: 933
You mindlessly stare at the page in front of you, pretending to read the first chapter of your textbook. In reality, you’re unable to absorb any of the information right now - exam week has been stressful and busy and you just long for a break and sleep.
But no, you still have two more exams to pass until you can finally allow yourself to relax - and then, you can do whatever you like.
Which will be to sleep, sleep and then… sleep some more.
Maybe eat something in between.
You sigh deeply and turn the page of the book, even though you haven’t really absorbed any of the information so far.
When you hear your study partner - sitting opposite you - clear his throat, you finally look up from the book, frowning at him. Sehyoon, who’s almost disappearing behind a pile of books, looks tired as well; there are dark circles under his eyes and his hair sticks out in every direction. But his smile is bright and his eyes warm when he gazes at you. “Wanna take a small break?”, he asks and you immediately nod, thankful for the interruption.
You and Sehyoon have been study buddies for a few semesters now. You had originally met him at the birthday party of a mutual friend - and the following Monday, you had realized you actually shared a few classes with him. You had quickly become study partners then, and soon friends as well. Studying with him has been easy and helpful from the very beginning as he is a rather quiet, almost stoic person and therefore rarely diverts your attention from your seemingly endless textbooks. He is also always quick to answer any of your questions, no matter how stupid or sometimes even far-fetched they might seem. He’s not one to judge you and you’re more than thankful for his friendship.
“I vote for taking a quick walk. And we can get some Ramen on our way back home.”, Sehyoon suggests and you nod again, getting up from the kitchen table and, after grabbing your jacket, following him out of his tiny apartment. The second you step outside, you take a deep breath, the clear air instantly soothing your tired and stressed out mind. You and Sehyoon begin to walk towards the convenience store just around the block, staying silent for a few minutes; the night air cold but refreshing.
You two have always had a very relaxed and laid-back friendship, there’s no need for many words to communicate as you often understand each other silently. He is kind of your best friend - and maybe… maybe even more?
Without being able to stop it, your mind begins to wander towards this… rather dangerous territory and you suddenly find yourself thinking about your weekly movie nights. By now, you’re so used to Sehyoon just casually wrapping one arm around your shoulder while you snuggle into his side, silently enjoying each other’s company, that you don’t even think of it as unusual anymore. Your friends often tease you about your close, intimate friendship, implying that Sehyoon has long fallen for you and that he’s just too shy to admit his crush to you. You don’t really know what to make of their theory - Sehyoon isn’t really one to talk about his love life, but you still know he sometimes goes out on dates; he’s a good-looking, funny and smart guy after all. You on the other hand haven’t really dated much since starting college, too absorbed in your studies and always working hard towards your goal of graduating summa cum laude. Most people don’t understand your slight obsession with wanting to learn as much as possible and always striving to be one of the top students. Your current life style just entails… a lot of studying. And a relationship has never really been a priority for you.
But Sehyoon… Sehyoon is special. He knows and gets you - all your antics and sometimes almost obsessive behaviors. And he simply accepts you, all of you.
He makes everything… easier. And better, so much better.
“Y/N?”
You startle and look up, meeting Sehyoon’s amused eyes. “Yes?”, you ask, a bit embarrassed. He chuckles and his deep voice sends a shiver down your spine. “I almost got worried and thought you were ignoring me on purpose. What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”, he asks teasingly, coming to a halt and tilting his head to look down at you. You give him a small smile and shrug. “Just much to think about at the moment, I guess.”, you answer and he begins to gnaw on his lower lip, a worried expression on his face. “Anything I can help you with?”, he inquires softly while wrapping both arms around your smaller frame and pulling you close to his chest. You sag against him and simply enjoy his warm embrace for a few seconds, letting his musky, familiar scent wash over you.
“Don’t worry, I’m fine.”, you finally murmur and he shivers when your warm breath tickles his sensitive neck, “I just need to pull through my last exam week ever and then… a brighter future awaits. Hopefully.”
He chuckles at your slight dramatics and presses a light kiss to your temple. “Well, then let’s go get some Ramen and maybe some beer so we can drink to your bright future after finishing our study session.”, he says and pulls back, shooting you a quick wink which makes your heart flutter.
Yes, you think to yourself and begin to smile, to a brighter future… With you by my side.
[masterlist] | [requests]
#sehyoon#a.c.e#a.c.e drabble#a.c.e blurb#a.c.e fanfiction#a.c.e fanfic#a.c.e fluff#a.c.e college au#a.c.e sehyoon#a.c.e wow#a.c.e sehyoon fanfiction#a.c.e sehyoon fanfic#a.c.e sehyoon fluff#a.c.e sehyoon x reader#a.c.e x reader#sehyoon fluff#sehyoon x reader#sehyoon fanfic#sehyoon fanfiction#a.c.e wow fanfic#a.c.e wow fanfiction#a.c.e wow fluff
57 notes
·
View notes
Text
A.C.E Reacting to their S/O Wearing their Clothes
Summary: How would A.C.E react to seeing their S/O wearing their clothes?
Word Count: 961 words
Pairing: Reader x Members / Characters: GenderNeutral!Reader; Lee Donghun (Donghun); Kim Sehyoon (Wow); Park Junhee (Jun); Kim Byeongkwan; Kang Yuchan (Chan);
Rated: E / Warnings: None / Genre: GenderNeutral!Reader; Fluff;
《 A.C.E Masterlist 》
Lee Donghun (Donghun)
Donghun finds you awfully cute in general, and you in his clothes is even more adorable. He'd want to snuggle you to death. He absolutely loves you in his clothes, so so very much.
Donghun has invited you on a night walk, and you're very excited. Since it's much later at night, you need to put on warm clothes. You fish through your closet and find a nice pair if sweatpants and--ah!--you find an old sweatshirt that Donghun gave you at the beginning of your relationship.
You pull on the sweatshirt and walk into the living room where your boyfriend is waiting for you.
"Donghun, are you ready to go?" you ask.
"Yeah, I'm ready." He turns around and freezes when he sees you. "Is that mine?"
You look down at the sweatshirt. "Yes?"
"It looks adorable on you, Baby," he says, standing up to walk over and take your hand.
"Thank you, Donghunnie," you say.
Kim Sehyoon (Wow)
Sehyoon is the type of boyfriend to want you to wear his clothes. He's a tiny bit possessive, so seeing you in his clothes makes him feel like you really are his. He just loves the sight of you in his clothes.
Sehyoon is working in the music studio, late at night, when he hears a knock at the door. He frowns. Everyone left at least an hour ago.
"Come in," he calls out.
The door opens, and he swears his heart melts at the sight of you in the doorway. You're wearing one of his sweaters, which he had given you months ago to keep. It looks so big on you, and makes you look so small and cozy.
"Y/N, Baby," he says. "It's eleven at night, why aren't you asleep?"
"I missed you," you mumble. He smiles and scoots his chair backward, spreading his arms.
"Come here," he says. You walk over to him and wrap your arms around him in a hug, leaning into him. He hums, content in being with you, and presses a kiss to your forehead.
Park Junhee (Jun)
Junhee finds you in his clothes awfully adorable. Honestly, he practically supplies you with hoodies and sweaters. He buys sweaters with the expectation that they will disappear within the week. He wants you to take all of his sweaters. He definitely feels a bit possessive, and you're wearing his clothes--especially in public--because it reminds him that you're his, as well as the fact that it just makes you look adorable.
"I'm heading out to go shopping," you say, heading toward the door. You walk past your boyfriend, who is sitting on the couch.
"Baby, is that my sweatshirt?"
You turn around and realize that Junhee is staring at you. You look at your outfit and--oh yeah! It is. You didn't even know, you just pulled on the first thing you could find.
"Oh, I didn't even realize," you say. "Do you want it back?"
He shakes his hand and pulls you over to him, kissing your cheeks and your nose.
"No. I love seeing you in my clothes," he mumbles into your neck as he hugs you tightly.
Kim Byeongkwan
Byeongkwan generally finds you to be the cutest person ever. But when you're wearing his clothes--especially something like a sweater or an oversized T-shirt--it makes you a thousand times cuter. He wants to bundle you up and cuddle with you.
Byeongkwan closes the door as he enters your home. He's just returned back home to Korea from tour, and he doesn't want to wake you up, as it's so late at night. But as he turns from the door, he sees you snoring on the couch in one of his sweaters, a blanket half covering you and half falling off, keeping you warm while you sleep.
"Baby," he mutters to himself, smiling softly. You look so cozy and tiny and cute and comfortable in his sweater.
He walks over and grabs the blanket, trying to re-cover you properly. You shift in your spot at the feeling of the blanket moving over you, and you blink up at him, a smile creeping over your sleepy face.
"Byeongkwannie," you mumble. You reach up at him and pull him into a hug. "I missed you."
"Were you waiting for me, Baby?" he asks.
"Yeah. I was hoping to stay awake until you got here, I think I fell asleep," you explain.
"That's okay. Let's go to sleep, Baby."
Kang Yuchan (Chan)
Yuchan is completely absolutely weak for you in any of his clothes, especially when it's a sweater that makes you look tiny. His members are definitely aware of his weakness for you, and they tease him for it.
You grab the first hoodie you can find from your closet, which happens to be Yuchan's. You're supposed to meet Yuchan at practice and then go out for a coffee date, but you lost track of time and have to run over there in five minutes.
You pull on the hoodie in a panic and run out the door quickly. When you arrive at the building, you run to the practice room that they usually practice in.
You poke your head into the practice room and see the members of A.C.E joking around. Their practice has just ended, and they're all just chatting before heading to their dorm or other places. Jun looks over at you and waves, before turning back to Yuhan.
"Yuchan, isn't that your hoodie?"
Chan turns and looks at you. You see his eyes soften as his eyes land on you.
"That's my baby in my hoodie."
He approaches you and engulfs you in a hug, his members snickering at you two from behind. "Hi, Baby."
"They're adorable," Sehyoon says.
#a.c.e#donghun#jun#wow#kim byeongkwan#chan#lee donghun#park junhee#kim sehyoon#kang yuchan#a.c.e imagines#a.c.e fanfic#a.c.e fanfiction#donghun imagine#jun imagine#wow imagine#kim byeongkwan imagine#chan imagine#fanfic#fanfiction#myfic
104 notes
·
View notes
Text
Every Comeback (Seyoon)
Title: Every Comeback
Paring: Seyoon x Reader
Genre: Spice
Count: 1.1K Words
Writer: Whattodowithkpop
*****
The promotions were slowing down, meaning Seyoon was getting more free time with each day that passed. He was finally starting to come home to sleep, though he still had to leave before the sun rose, at least I got to fall asleep with him. I kept finding myself looking back at the concept photos, making me want to spend an extended time with Seyoon. They made my insides burn and I had been waiting to show him how much they burned.
~
He came through the door that night, shuffling in tiredly as he took his shoes off before entering.
“I’m home.” His voice travels through the dark rooms. I emerge from the bedroom, instantly smiling when I see him. I walk up to him, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him into a hug.
“How was your day?” I ask him as look in his eyes, lightly rubbing his tense shoulders.
“It was good.” He smiles tiredly, relaxing into my touch.
“Let’s head to bed.” I whisper to him as my hands travel down his arms to his hands, where I grasp them tightly and begin to coax him into the bedroom. Once there, he falls face first on the mattress, making me laugh quietly.
“Do you want to change?” I ask him.
He mumbles a no with a tired groan following.
“I’ll help you.” I laugh when he flips around to look at me. I brought him his clothes, which he then changed into himself, giving me his discarded outfit. He burrows himself in the blankets, getting comfortable quickly. I get in next to him, scooting closer so that our bodies were flush. I look at him with glossy eyes, mesmerized at how beautiful he looked even after hours and hours of schedules and running around. I reach my arms around his waist, feeling the muscle tone he has been building over the past few weeks. I feel the burning in my insides as I thibk back at his photos and his videos. My skin was also heating up, which was felt by Seyoon.
“What are you thinking about?” He smirks through his sleepiness, feeling very confident.
“Just you.” I tell him, trying to sound nonchalant.
“Would these perhaps be impure thoughts?” He teases as he pulls me closer to him by my waist.
“It’s probably because you wore double lip rings.” I tease him back.
“No, every time we have a comeback you get this way.” He chuckles, nuzzling his head into my neck.
“I can’t help it.” I confess to him, tensing slightly when he blows hot air onto my skin.
“Are you sensitive?” Seyoon asks as he traces his finger up my arm, tracing patterns on my neck and collarbone. I whimper slightly, slapping myself in my head for reacting to him so easily.
“I think that’s a yes.” He chuckles sweetly as he places his lips on my neck, kissing it gently and slowly. I take in a sharp breath as his lips drag against my skin, his tongue lying flat against my skin from time to time.
“I’ll have to bring the lip rings home next time.” He laughs quietly as he feels me shiver.
His kisses travel upward, kissing up to my mouth. He looks into my eyes as he licks his lips before moving his head forward, his lips almost touching mine.
“Seyoon.” I whine. “Please kiss me.”
He brings his hand to my face, holding it as he leads my lips to his. His teeth grab my bottom lip, licking it once before letting it pop out of his mouth. His lips finally meet mine and move lazily against them, giving my brain time to process every small detail. The way his free hand moved to help support him so he could hover over me, his knees digging into my hips, giving him stability over me. My hands reach out to his shoulder, rubbing them roughly, causing him to pull his mouth away from mine just for moment to let out a breathe before going back to the kiss. My hands travel down his body, feeling every shape as they go. Seyoon pulls away slightly, his breathing heavy. He leans down to my neck again, giving me room to reach back to the top of his shirt, releasing the first button. When I do, Seyoon gently bites down on my neck before dragging his lips further down. When I release the second button, I get a second bite lower on my neck.
“I think I understand this game.” I laugh childishly, unbutton a third button and getting a third bite.
Several buttons and bites later, his shirt was completely unbuttoned. I place my hand on his stomach, trailing it up to his chest. I push him slightly, supporting myself up as I do. I push him gently onto the bed, straddling his waist to stare down at him.
“I’ll be gentle, you still have promotions.” I whisper to him as I lean down, capturing his lips again.
Seyoon’s hands reach out, grabbing my hips as he gently pushes his thumbs into the bones there, rubbing them roughly. I bite his lip in response, causing him to press harder on instinct, earning him a breathy pant. I kiss down his jaw, kissing gently down his neck so as not to leave any marks no matter how badly I wanted to. I kiss his chest before towering over him, his hands moving to my thighs to get a better grip on something. I look down at his disheveled states. His hair a sweaty mess while it falls to his eyes. His mouth open, breathing heavily as his eyes focus on me. His chest heaving from his quick breaths and a layer of sweet coating his body. I bite my lip as I look at his abdomen, seeing how hard he has worked for the comeback.
“You’re amazing.” I whisper as I bring my fingers to his ribs, tracing each bone gently. His breath hitches, making his breathing even more uneven with each trace.
“You worked really hard.” I trace down to his stomach, tracing down the defined middle line towards his belly button. His grip on my thighs tightening as pulls me into his stomach.
“How are you so beautiful?” I ask him finally, leaning back down to kiss him.
He rubs circles into my thighs as he tries, but fails, to control the kiss.
I pull away only slightly, kissing his mouth after every word I spoke. “When do you have to leave tomorrow?”
“Not until the afternoon.” He tells with a mischievous smile.
“Thank goodness.” I breath, going back into a slow heated kiss.
MASTERLIST
#ace#ace seyoon#ace seyoon x reader#ace wow#ace wow x reader#ace fanfiction#ace imagine#ace x reader#a.c.e#a.c.e seyoon#a.c.e seyoon x reader#a.c.e wow#a.c.e wow x reader#a.c.e fanfiction#a.c.e imagine#a.c.e x reader#seyoon#kim seyoon#wow#whattodowithkpop writings
18 notes
·
View notes
Link
what up choice I wrote a crappy but funny a.c.e fic so pls read it I guess (don’t @ me khizuo you’ve written exo stuff and I can see your bookmarks)
#a.c.e#a.c.e fanfic#a.c.e fic#wowson#wowkwan#wowkwan fanfic#a.c.e byeongkwan#a.c.e wow#ace#a.c.e7#ace7#my writing#cmiycti#fun fact: I let my friends read a version of this with censored names#bc I didn't want them to know I was writing shitty high school au kpop fanfiction#and then one of them found out#so I might as well let another one find out#khizuo please forgive me
21 notes
·
View notes
Text
Hidden Secrets (Seyoon)
Title: Hidden Secrets
Pairing: Seyoon (Ace) x Reader
Genre: Fluff, friends to lovers AU
Word count: 2485
Writer: Kpopmadness (Ju)
A/N: ⚠️Warning⚠️ Mentions of readers Ex-Boyfriend being mentally abusive and shaming her.
*****
“Seyoon!” A familiar voice calls from behind him, making him turn around in time to catch the said person.
Seyoon let’s out an oof as the girl crashes into him, making him laugh. “I thought you weren’t walking to school with me today.” Seyoon comments as he sets her down on the ground.
Her smiles fades from her face, the playfulness that was there moments ago blows away she looks down at the ground. She shrugs, “My boyfriend didn’t show up to pick me up for school like he promised last night.”
Seyoon sucked in a breath and bit his tongue. Hating her mention her boyfriend. Seyoon had no use for him. His personality and the way he treated her only made him more angry. But she was his friend, and there was nothing he could do about it. He felt his heart drop into his stomach. He was only a friend.
She took a deep breath and smiled as she forced the same chipper tone in her voice again.
“Will you let me walk with you? We only have six more months of high school left after all. Then we won’t be able to walk to school together anymore.”
Seyoon forced a smile on his face as he took her backpack from her and slung it over his shoulder as he had done since they were in preschool.
“You can always walk with me.” He said gently, giving her a sly wink, making her smile
She babbled about anything and everything to him as they walked. The fall air making leaves blow gently around them. Seyoon nodded and laughed on que, just enjoying her cheerfully company.
As they neared the steps of the school Seyoon saw her boyfriend wave for her at the top of the steps, a snake like grin on his face. She smiled and waved back at him before taking her backpack from Seyoon’s shoulder.
“I’ll see you later, Seyoon!” She calls as she runs up the steps to talk into school hand in hand with her boyfriend.
Seyoon grits his teeth and makes his way to his locker. Silently seething past the crowds of students. He had just entered the code to his locker when a familiar voice piped up,
“You look especially annoyed today.”
Seyoon turns his head to see a familiar pair of brown eyes meet his. Byeongkwan leans his shoulder against the locker beside Seyoon’s and gives him a raised eyebrow. Waiting for an answer.
“Just the usual.” Seyoon replies curtly as he stuffs books into the locker.
“She take her boyfriend back again?” Byeongkwan asks, making a spark of annoyance go through Seyoon.
“When does she not?” He answered as he closed the locker door with a slam.
Byeongkwan chuckles and wraps his arm around Seyoon’s shoulders. “One day, you will have your shot and she will be madly in love with you.”
Seyoon let’s out a grunt and removes Byeongkwan’s arm from his shoulder just as the morning bell rings.
“We only have six more months of school left, BK. Besides, we’re just friends.” He says wistfully as they walk to the first class of the day.
~~~~
Seyoon remembered being five years old when her family moved in across the street. She had seen him playing in his yard and had waved cheerfully at him. He was a shy boy and rarely talked to anyone. But he found himself waving back to her when she waved. She would wave to him everyday from her bedroom window or her yard whenever she saw him, but they never talked.
Then on their first day of preschool, while their moms walking them to school, they walked together. And all through that first day they stayed together. Her cheerfulness like a contagious bug that made him smile and laugh.
After that, they walked to school everyday. Him giving her piggy back rides some days, but most days carrying her pack back of lunch box for her. Just because he wanted to. When they hit high school life got more complicated.
Boys started to notice her more. Girls started to notice Seyoon more. But Seyoon never fully realized how uninterested he was in other girls unless it was her. Byeongkwan had been a transfer student and was Seyoon’s first guy friend since being in high school. The three of them got along well. Even having sleep overs once a week together.
Then eight months ago she became interested in the high schools most popular boy.
And he just happened to go through women more than socks. It was then that Seyoon realized how much he cared for her. He had tried to tell her he was bad news but she simply waved him off and told him he worried to much. All the while his heart screamed, “I’m not just worried about you, I love you.”
That’s why when she called him screeching happily she got a date with the popular high schooler he had faked being happy for her. Then called In sick for school the next day because he couldn’t look at them. Because his heart aches realizing he had discovered his feelings for her a bit too late, and now she was someone else’s who didn’t deserve her.
~~~~~
“Stop staring.” Byeongkwan said through a mouth full of food at lunch break as he jabbed Seyoon with his fork.
Seyoon had to tear his eyes away from the scene in front of him. She was sitting with her boyfriend talking to him cheerfully, her arm wrapped around his shoulders. When he glared at her and threw her arm off him and clearly snarled at her. Humiliating her in front of his friends that only laughed and backed him up. Making her cower and look down at her plate with tears in her eyes.
Seyoon ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “In about ten minutes he’s going to put his hand on her thigh and apologize and she’ll forgive him.”
Byeongkwan shrugged as he pushed his finished plate of food away. “Nothing you can do. She’s head over heels for him.”
Seyoon clicked his tongue as he looked back at them to see him already trying to win her over again. “I wish she saw how bad for her he is. He’s so abusive.”
Seyoon had seen as she had changed and bent in half for that man. She wore baggy clothes because he didn’t want her to show off her form, but at the same time criticized her for not trying to be more sexy. Her smile was forced around him and he hated it when she laughed too loud or smiled too much. She hadn’t cut or colored her hair in months like she used to. She said he wanted her hair long and yelled anytime she asked about trimming it.
Byeongkwan sighed heavily, “Maybe someday she will.”
“Or maybe she will just get her heart broken.” Seyoon said, giving Byeongkwan a sideways glance.
Byeongkwan shrugged, “Live and learn.” He stated before taking his tray away before the afternoon bell rang. Leaving Seyoon with his head spinning and heart throbbing.
~~~~~
That “live and learn” day, as Byeongkwan had put it, did come. One week later to be exact. She came banging on Seyoon’s door one Saturday afternoon and nearly knocked him over when she crashed into his chest, heavy sobs wracking her body.
Seyoon had sat her down and listened to her for over three hours as she ranted about how much she felt like an idiot. Seyoon’s heart was racing when she fell asleep on his chest as they snuggled on the couch watching a movie. The smell of her hair in his face and her body on top of his. He felt horrible for selfishly wanting it all to himself, especially now, when she was heartbroken.
Months passed until there was only one more month before graduation day. Seyoon’s cap and gown hung in his closet awaiting its assigned day. Everyday he saw it only made Seyoon excited to be done with school. But also sad. Especially since that meant he would be leaving soon for a medical collage. Without her.
In those months she had cried several times over her breakup. Called Seyoon in a panic from missing her prior boyfriend so bad. She sat with him and Byeongkwan at lunch and barely ate when she saw him walk into the cafeteria. But he never so much as gave her a second glance while his arm was draped around his new found girlfriend.
Then she began to heal. She had cut her hair, making it come from her mid-waist up to her chin in a bob. She had ditched the baggy clothing and wore figure complimenting clothing. Her smile and laugh returned with their old cheerfulness and vigor, all of this made Seyoon fall for her more. Byeongkwan had kicked his shin several times over the course of those months, claiming he was drooling when Seyoon shot him a glare. But things were about to get harder.
~~~~~~
Seyoon laid on his bed resting, the afternoon sun shining through his window as he shut his eyes and breathed deeply. Two more weeks and they would graduate. And he was no closer to telling her how he really felt.
Suddenly, a knock tapped on Seyoon’s door before a familiar head popped in.
“Are you sleeping?” She asked, looking down at him.
Seyoon opened one eye to look at her and grinned, “I was, until you came in.” He teased.
She rolled her eyes at him as she flopped onto the bed with him, curling into his side.
“What are you doing today?” He asked, hoping the shake didn’t show in his voice.
She must not have noticed it because she answered, “Nothing. I’m bored at home and thought I would come see what you were doing.”
Seyoon chuckled, “I’m afraid I’m poor company.” He said, “I don’t have anything fun for us to do.”
She hummed in acknowledgment as she curled more into him. “Then let’s just rest here.” She whispered.
Seyoon found himself playing with the ends of her hair as her breath got deeper and slowed. Her warmth making Seyoon’s own eyes droop as he slowly drifted off to sleep.
~~~~~
Seyoon awoke slowly, stretching out his tired limbs as he took in his surroundings. His room only had fading sunlight in it now. Seyoon felt a shift beside him, making him look over to see her still sleeping. One hand rested on his shoulder as her other hand was under her cheek as a pillow. Her breath slow and deep as she slept heavily.
Slowly, Seyoon propped himself up to one elbow as he stared down at her sleeping form. He gently ran a few fingers down her arm, electricity going up his fingertips. He watched her sleep for some time with a pain in his heart. Wishing he could see her with him like this all the time.
Before he could stop himself Seyoon bent down and gently kissed her on the cheek. Her skin soft and warm against his lips, her sweet smell filling his nose and making his head feel dizzy.
Seyoon opened his eyes as he pulled away, her state unchanged. He found himself looking down at her lips as he bit his own. Wondering if it was the best idea. He argued with himself for several minutes before leaning down again to place a soft kiss on her lips this time. The feeling making his body heat up and his heart race. His eyes came open quickly though when he felt her mouth press against his back.
He jerked away to see her eyes meet his, a smirk on her face. “Is that our new way of waking each other up?” She asked, smiling.
Seyoon felt his face heat up like a wildfire as he scooted away from her. “I’m sorry, I thought you were still asleep and i only meant it as a sweet gesture and I thought-“
Seyoon’s words were cut off from her wrapping her arms around his waist and hugging him close to her. “And you have feelings for me and thought that was your only chance to kiss me.”
Seyoon stared at her, his heart feeling like it stopped for several beats. “You knew?” He croaks out, stunned.
She rolls her eyes at him and chuckles, “Byeongkwan told me.”
Seyoon felt his face turn more red as he silently vowed to hurt his friend when he saw him next.
“He figured you would never tell me so he told me you had feelings for me about a week ago.” She continues, her fingers tracing patterns on his back.
“And you didn’t say anything?” He asked, still shocked.
She shrugged as she curled up against him more, “I thought maybe you would say something. But when you didn’t I came here to confront you about it. But you looked tired so I kept quiet. It looks like all I needed to do was fall asleep for you to admit it though.” She giggled.
Seyoon let himself chuckle with her, nervously letting a few fingers brush against her cheek. “You aren’t mad?”
She smiled up at him as she ran a hand through his hair, “No. I’m not mad.” She wrapped her arms tighter around his waist adding, “You can kiss me again anytime now.”
Seyoon felt his face flush but obeyed as he brought his lips down to meet hers, the action making his heart beat wildly. She took took his face in her hands to press his lips more firmly against hers, making the kiss deeper. It was slow and drawn out, their lips moving gently against each other for some time.
Seyoon bit her lower lip gently, causing her to gasp against his mouth, making him feel braver as he pushed her onto her back to hover over her and wove one hand through her hair while the other hand wrapped around her waist. Their legs becoming tangled underneath the blanket Seyoon had wrapped around them earlier.
Seyoon’s lips moved from her lips to her neck, gently biting the skin under her jaw, making her breathe out shakily and tighten her grip on his shoulders. Seyoon let his lip drag against her skin, the act sending a chill down his spine.
Seyoon lifted his head from her neck, his fingers going up her side to her arm as he took her hand in his and gently kissed it. “You don’t need to be anywhere tomorrow, do you?” He whispered.
She smiled up at him and shook her head, “No. Tomorrow is Sunday so we don’t have school either.”
Seyoon smiled and leaned down to attach his lips to hers again. Leading in many more kisses as they talked and explored their new feelings for each other the rest of the night.
MASTERLIST
#a.c.e#ace#ace x reader#ace seyoon x reader#ace seyoon#a.c.e sehyoon#a.c.e seyoon#a.c.e wow#a.c.e imagine#ace imagines#kpop#x reader#kpop fanfiction#fanfiction#fluff#kpop x reader#kpop imagines#kpopmadness writings
13 notes
·
View notes
Text
A.C.E as rare/weird words I like with definitions
Junhee- Kenshō: The zen experience or enlightenment, when one's own nature is seen for what it truly is.
Donghun- Zenosyne: The sense that time keeps going faster.
Sehyoon- Aubade: A song greeting the dawn.
Byeongkwan- Frisson: A shiver of pleasure.
Yuchan- Appetence: An eager desire, an instinctive inclination; an attraction or natural bond.
#a.c.e#a.c.e reactions#a.c.e scenarios#a.c.e donghun#a.c.e meme#a.c.e icons#a.c.e moodboard#a.c.e jun#a.c.e byeongkwan#a.c.e wow#a.c.e chan#kpop x reader#kpop imagines#kpop au#kpop fanfiction#kpop reactions#kpop#kpop wwyd#kpop edits#kpop memes#kpop music
86 notes
·
View notes
Text
Just Like the Rain (Wow/Sehyoon) Ch.1
Title: Just Like the Rain
Pairing: Sehyoon X Suhyun (OC/F)
Genre: Fluff x Romance X a bit of drama
Rating: Any mature content will be marked as such
Word Count: 1044
Writer: AleXing
Part: 1/?
March had finally rolled over, and with it came Cherry Blossom season as well as a new school year.
It had already been a week since school had started which meant there were now less students worrying about making it in time to their first classes or not getting lost in the big campus and more students getting preoccupied with schools projects, homework and hopefully maintaining a social life in the midst of their academic life.
This week also marked the beginning of after school clubs which mean that halls were busier than they had had for the first week.
Suhyun clutched her drawing storage tube to her chest as she made her way between the students that crammed together in the halls, bumping her shoulder with a few students who were heading in the opposite direction of her own club. Despite the still chilly weather outside, the halls felt stuffy and Suhyun could feel a fain layer of sweat begin to form underneath her light blue sweater. She walked for a few more minutes between students narrowly dodging some elbows and feet stepping on her before she finally reached her destination.
The art club's entry was significantly less busy than all the other clubs with only a couple off people going in from time to time. The club was known to be one of the hardest clubs to join given that they usually only accepted 10 new members each school year due to the lack of space. Students had to submit pieces of art at the beginning of the semester in order to apply and only the best 10 were accepted so it was a pretty big deal if you managed to make it.
Suhyun took a deep breath to calm her nerves. She had been dreaming about this day since she had decided to become an architect back in high school and one of her uncles had told her about how successful the members of this club had come to be after they had graduated. She could feel doubt start to creep up into her mind but she quickly shook her head before finally opening the door.
A few students looked in her direction as if they were expecting someone before they went back to their activities, paying no mind to her whatsoever when she made her way towards an empty table.
There were about 15 tables in the room, each of them with two chairs, a significant amount of space between each chair as the tables were big enough to fit large projects. The wall at the back was covered in black chalkboard paint which was now completely full with doodles and scribbles. The rest of the walls were painted beige with big shelves that had been stained by multiple types of paint throughout their years in sue. All types of art supplies sat in the shelves and she couldn't help but let out a soft sigh in awe as she appreciated every single corner of the classroom.
"It's really impressive right?" a soft voice said beside her and that brought her back from her reverie. Her eyes widened the slightest as she looked at the person sitting next to her. His smile was just the same as she remembered from those months back; warms, shy and so beautiful and she couldn't figure out why it felt so familiar despite having seen it only once before.
"Hey" she managed to say, completely disregarding his question as she recovered slightly from the initial shock. She looked away from him for a few second and she found several people glancing in their direction curiously. They seemed to be focused on her new partner but he didn't seem to notices as he was still looking at her, his expression open and friendly.
"I'm sorry, I must have startled you," he said while throwing an apologetic smile her way before tilting his head slightly to the left, tongue sweeping against his bottom lip "I'm not sure if you remember me but I remember you."
Suhyun let out a small chuckle before she offered him a smile and nodded "Yes of course, you left quite a big impression" she said softly almost to herself.
The male smiled even brighter, his eyes crinkling at the corners making them look a bit like half moons. It made him look younger and she couldn't stop but return it before shyly looking down of her hands, her fingers playing with a piece of string that was hanging out from the hem of her shirt.
The atmosphere between them became quiet as they were both struggled to find something else to keep the conversation going and after a few minutes had passed, Suhyun decided to ask him for his name.
"Ah right" he said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck before offering his free hand for her to shake, "I'm Kim Sehyoon." She gently wrapped her hand in his before shaking it it "Lim Suhyun, " she said simply before releasing his hand from her hold.
They had gone back to their semi-akward silence before she decided to ask him what had been on her mind since that day they had met back in high school. No matter how many times she thought about it, she couldn't think of a single valid reason for what had happened and having him in front of her again only intensified her curiosity.
She looked over at him and he had busied himself with a small notepad and pen, drawing what looked like a flower mindlessly. She then cleared her throat to catch his attention and once he was looking at her she leaned forward, as much as her chair allowed, and asked "Why did you do that back then?" At this point Sehyoon had mimicked her stance, also leaning over towards her, making it seem like they were sharing a secret even though nobody was really paying attention to the anymore.
Sehyoon took a deep breath and opened his mouth to explain but he was cut off by the sound of the door opening, revealing their art professor.
He called for everyone's attention and Sehyoon shot her an apologetic look while mouthing a later before they both turned their attention to the front.
Hey guys! Here’s Chapter 1 of my story. I also just got my AO3 account so here you go in case you’d like to follow me there or you’d like to leave Kudos or comments ^^ https://archiveofourown.org/works/27516646/chapters/67289872
Prologue
#ace#ace sehyoon#ace wow#ace imagine#ace imagines#ace fanfiction#ace kpop#kpop#ace fanfic#a.c.e#a.c.e sehyoon#a.c.e scenarios#a.c.e imagines#a.c.e wow#a.c.e fanfic#a.c.e fanfiction#a.c.e fanfictions#kpop scenarios#kpop fanfic#kpop fanfiction#fanfiction#alexing1061
12 notes
·
View notes