#cho guesung imagine

[dreaamerwrites]

things you said under the stars and in the grass >> Cho Guesung, because you know he is our starry-eyed babie.

things you said -> still accepting! things you said under the stars and in the grass.

couple: cho guesung x gender neutral reader rating: G notes: ??? unconfirmed r/s status? lmao

♫

He's lying in the grass.

Arms and legs sprawled out, chin up, eyes wide open. You can make out the way they shine even in the darkness, the lights of the training grounds long since shut down now.

"Everyone was looking for you, you know," you murmur, not bothering to announce yourself. He knows it's you.

He knows it'll always be you.

Guesung merely grins, a lazy, sideways tilt of a thing as he pats the ground beside him. You settle down beside him, legs folded in front of you. It's clearly not what he had had in mind.

"You're doing it wrong," he rolls his eyes.

His hand wraps around your wrist and he gives you a tug. One time. And then once more, with purpose. You roll your eyes back at him before flopping backwards onto your back as well.

The grass scratches at the back of your neck and your ears and you shiver at the sensation. He wiggles beside you until you're pressed to his side, shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm. The bare skin of his arm is warm against yours, even in the cool evening air.

"I don't know why you enjoy this," you whisper. It's much too cold for May. "The grass is so prickly."

He merely snorts.

"Very romantic," he teases back -- but there is nothing teasing about the way he shifts his position, then.

Guesung slides one arm under your head, pulling you into his side easily; prickly grass suddenly replaced by his very solid, very warm chest.

If he can feel your breath hitch, he thankfully doesn't comment on it.

"Look," he whispers into your hair. "The stars look amazing tonight."

You twist slightly, glancing at the way his face is still turned up to the night sky, and then follow his gaze. Up, up, and up -- past the empty goal net, past the training ground stands, past the concrete of the building that has come to mean so much to him in such a short period of time.

Up, up, and up -- until all you can see are stars.

Endlessly, they stretch on, sparkling in the air as if someone has painstakingly sewn them into this blanket of peace and night.

"They're beautiful," you agree, voice so soft you wonder if he'll even hear you. His grip around your shoulders tightens. "I don't think I've ever seen them like this."

He hums in agreement, tilting his cheek until it rests against the top of your head. Your hair catches his stubble and you want to laugh but the moment seems too fragile for it. The stars are too delicate. You're not sure when you'll get a moment like this with him again.

After all...

"I'm going to see the stars in England, too," Guesung promises quietly. You wonder if it's meant more for him than you. "I'm going to see the stars in England. Maybe Spain. Maybe Germany. But definitely England."

Something catches in your throat and you force yourself to continue staring up, up, and up.

(After all, come the end of this summer, who knows when he'll be here like this again?)

"I know," you murmur into the fabric of his shirt. He still smells of his shampoo and body wash and freshly cut grass, still soft and worn post-training. You try to commit the scent to memory. "You'll see them in England. I know you will."

The silence that stretches between the two of you after that feels like the stars. Endless. Fragile.

But then his lips are on your forehead, brushing a soft kiss there. Barely touching, but quietly hopeful in its own gentle, careful way. You grip at his shirt more tightly, your heart pounding.

"You'll see them with me too," he murmurs against your hair.

You can't tell if it's an invitation -- or a question.

Regardless, you shift slightly to look up at him. At his eyes, still shining in the darkness, staring right back at you. The prettiest stars you've seen all night.

"If you want me to," you reply.

This time, his smile is full. Wide and sincere and warm as he pulls you in, strong arms firm and secure around you.

"Of course. I want you to be there," his voice comes rough, when he finally replies. The sound seems to resonate deep in his chest and it shakes you right through from your fingers to your toes. "I always want you."

He knows it'll always be you.

[whereismypizzaworld]

i am surpried they arent a bunch of cho guesung imagines 🤣

[bambikisss]

Anything for you / C.Guesung

Characters: Cho Guesung (SK soccer player #9)

A/N: this is honestly smut with no plot, lol. I wanted to push something out for Mr. Guesung.

Warnings: Shower sex, lots of ass slapping (in my head, he's an ass guy), oral (both receiving), slight public sex, unprotected sex

"Five more minutes"

You sighed as your boyfriend wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you as close as he could as he shrugged in the sheets. You looked down at him, fixing his hair the best you could as you tried to reason with him, explaining that he had a game today and that he should start getting ready before the captain called him angry. You didn't want to hear from the captain later about him being late and you not dragging him out of bed despite his whines and wishes.

Your boyfriend didn't seem to care as he pulled you to lay back down in the hotel room bed, kissing your forehead as he pleaded for more time. He wasn't tired from practicing last night; he was tired because he stayed up late fucking you into the mattress. You tried to plead once more before deciding to just get ready yourself, slipping from his grasp to start the shower. As you began to look through the suitcase to pick what you wore to the game that day, Guesung sat up in the bed, giving up on sleeping more. "You know, I don't see why you're up so early," he yawned. "You don't have to be at the stadium until later."

You placed your outfit onto the spare bed, making your way over to kiss his bare chest, your boyfriend pulling you so you were in between his legs so he could lay his forehead against your stomach. "I know, but I wanna look good and if I wait any longer I'll end up procrastinating." Guesung nodded, placing a kiss onto your stomach before running his hands up and down your thighs, his kisses slowly moving around your stomach. You let your hands move into his hair as you let him enjoy the moment, knowing that he wouldn't be able to see you until half-time. He was always so affectionate with you; buying you lots of flowers daily and telling you multiple times throughout the day how much he loves you. He makes the most of what time he has with you in front of him until you have to leave him again. And as much as he wanted to keep you with him at all times, he knew you had work so accepted the current long-distance relationship status of your relationship.

"The shower must be warm by now." You tugged a bit on his hair so he'd look up at you, moaning softly when he bit your stomach, licking his bite mark before looking up at you. He wanted nothing more than to just toss you back onto the bed and start up what he started last night but knew you wouldn't let him. You were right, as per usual.

His hands moved up to grab a fistful of your ass before slapping it, lurching up to connect his lips with yours as you moaned. "You drive me crazy, baby," he tore off his underwear as he pulled you towards the shower, your lips still connected. You tried to pull back to speak only for him to cut you off, helping you into the shower before following after you. He pressed you against the shower wall, picking you up so your legs wrapped around his waist. You wrapped your arms around his neck to help support you as he dove into your neck, his hands gripping your hips as he ground himself into you.

"Babe, we gotta shower. You gotta-fuck-get ready."

Guesung didn't move from your neck, his hands reaching out to grab the first shower soap he touched, pouring it all over your conjoined bodies. Once he considered he poured enough, he moved to kiss you again, washing the both of you as he grabbed at your body. You pulled back to toss your head against the wall as he groped at your breasts, smacking them as he looked up at you. He loved making love to you in the shower; to him, it was more intimate than on the bed. You would hold onto each other and have your bodies so close to one another as the echoes of your moans filled the room. It drove him crazy.

"You look so pretty, baby," he chuckled, pushing into you slowly, making you moan louder and dig your nails into his shoulder. He bit his lip, loving the way you clenched around him. When he filled you up, he kissed you, his hips moving at a steady pace. You continued to dig your nails into his shoulder as his hips moved faster, your hands slipping down his back to drag your nails up his back, making him moan loudly. He didn't care if his teammates saw, he would honestly wear it like a badge of honor. "You feel so fucking good, baby. You're taking me so fucking well."

"Guesung, fuck, baby." You tried to muffle your moans into his shoulder, your boyfriend's hips moving faster as he picked you up from the wall, using his strength to hold you up under the shower water as he pounded into you. He grunted loudly as he moaned his name, gripping his biceps as he moved faster. He couldn't fathom words as he felt the knot in his stomach begin to unravel, picking you up to take you both out of the shower, quickly bending you over the sink where he began to fuck you as hard as he could, making you scream his name. "That's it, baby, scream my name. Scream my name while you cum on my big dick." You gripped the sink as you came, Guesung following along right afterward. He lurched forward and rested his chest against you, kissing along your shoulder as you both tried to catch your breaths. You looked up to meet his eyes in the mirror, a laugh coming from his lips before he leaned down to kiss your lips. "You're going to be in trouble, babe."

"I will not be-" he paused when his phone went off, a familiar ringtone filling the space. He quickly pulled out before rushing to put on his practice and game clothes, apologizing in a rushed tone before quickly running out with his game bag to meet the team at the bus outside. You laughed before deciding to clean up, setting up the surprise you had for him later. It was your anniversary, so you wanted to surprise him with a nice massage and dinner. Once the roses, oil, and other things were placed around the room, it was time for you to head to the stadium. You checked your outfit before meeting with the other significant others in the car, heading to the stadium.

~*~

You enjoyed half-time more than any part of the game (besides the parts when Guesung's team scored). It was when you could get some food and much-needed water to soothe your throat from cheering. You could also see Guesung as the team began to make their way to the locker rooms. As you began to gather your bags to join them, a soccer player from the opposite team came up to you, smacking the barricade to get your attention. He smirked as you asked him if he needed anything, his hand moving to grab your wrist before pulling you close to him. You were startled and tried to remove his hand, the player's grip becoming tighter as he tried to convince you to come with him. It annoyed you that he was not only gripping you as hard as possible but he wanted you to come with him when you knew he had a whole wife and like seven kids.

"Let her go."

You turned to face your boyfriend who had come out to see why you weren't with the group of significant others, pissed to now see an opponent grabbing his girlfriend like that. The opponent let go smirking before bumping his shoulder, walking away to join his team. Guesung said nothing to you as he picked up your bag, walking with you to the locker room area. He stopped you from entering the room where everyone else was, pulling you to an empty locker room nearby. He locked the door, pressing you against the door as his lips met yours in a messy kiss, his hands moving to grab your thighs as his tongue moved to meet yours. "He shouldn't have touched you" he growled, his fingers digging into your thighs as he moved you to sit on one of the benches, dropping to his knees where he pushed up your dress. You ran a hand through his hair as he pulled your underwear off, placing your thighs onto his shoulders as he smirked at you. "What are you going to do about it, hmm?" You loved playing into his jealous side, knowing he would fuck you hard.

Guesung stuck his tongue out before moving forward to lick up your slick slowly, his eyes never breaking eye contact with yours, moaning softly. He then pulled you closer to his mouth, fully licking and sucking your folds, making you toss your head back. You grabbed your breasts, moaning as he messily ate you out, moaning against you as he watched you. "Ride my tongue baby. Lemme fuck this pussy."

As you began to move your hips against his face, he picked you up by your thighs so that you could ride his face more, his tongue moving faster as he continued to moan. The bottom half of his face began to become covered in your wetness, making you moan loudly at the sight. "I'm going to cum, baby" you whined, tossing your head back as he grabbed your breasts, pulling you so he laid on the floor and you were now fully seated on his face. He smacked your ass to entice you to ride his tongue, your eyes rolling back when you came. He rubbed your shaking thighs, waiting till you calmed down before helping you to sit back on the bench. He wiped his mouth, helping you clean up your appearance before kissing you slowly. When you asked him what that was all about, he only shrugged, sticking his tongue out playfully before you shoved him, laughing. "Come on, let's go join everyone." You held his hand as he led you to the locker room, everyone non the wiser to what you both had been up to.

~*~

"Close your eyes!" "Babe, come on, I just wanna see."

You stood in front of the hotel room door, stopping him from entering the key until he covered his eyes. He sighed, giving in to you and closing his eyes, making you smile. You put the key in and led him inside, closing the door then took his bags from him. You then told him to open his eyes, letting him see the room all decorated. He had complained about how much he craved a massage for so long, so you decided that you were going to be the one to give it to him.

He thanked you before stripping down and taking a quick shower, which allowed you to change into a set of sexy red lingerie; the top cups pushing your breasts up a bit higher than usual, along with a lace red thong. You covered it up with one of his t-shirts, smiling at your appearance before turning down the lights to your liking. Once you finished, he emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair wet. "You outdid yourself, babe" He walked over to press a kiss to your cheek before laying down on the bed on his stomach, allowing you to straddle his thighs to start massaging his back. You smirked at the small noises he was making as you massaged his knots, allowing your nails to scrape down his back just the way he liked. Your boyfriend gripped the pillow as he turned his head to look back at you, his free hand moving to squeeze your thigh.

"If this is the kind of treatment I get for winning my game, I'll take it any day." You rolled your eyes before having him flip over, massaging his shoulders before moving down his chest slowly, you leaning down to press kisses along it. He let a hand go into your hair, licking his lips as you moved down his body, his free hand moving to remove his towel to show his hard dick. You held back a giggle as he tapped your cheek with his dick, ushering you to open your mouth.

"I think this part of me deserves some attention too." He smiled, holding back a moan as you let the dick go down your throat. He tossed his head back as you moved his head up and down, his eyes closing shut as you moaned around his dick. He licked his lips, wetting them as he moaned out your name, his hips bucking as you began to play with his balls. You always thought he look pretty while you both had sex; his eyes closed, his head tossed back and his lips occasionally parting to let out his loud moans.

"Come here baby, come on," he helped you move up to his mouth, kissing you as he gripped your ass, moving to have you sink into him. He pulled back to smile up at you as you began to bounce on him, biting his bottom lip. His hands gripped your ass to help you move, his lips moving to kiss your stomach. He couldn't help but touch you as much as he could, yearning to touch you as much as possible as he felt you clench around him. He stopped you before moving so you were on your back, pushing your legs up to your breasts. "You're the best thing to ever happen to me, babe." He whispered, moving his hips slowly as he pressed his forehead against yours, smirking as you moaned.

He continued murmuring on how much he loved you, speeding up as you got louder, gripping the sheets as you pulled him down for a messy kiss to muffle your moans. He lets your legs wrap around his waist as he begins to move his hips as fast as possible, biting your bottom lip as he mumbled almost drunkenly, "I'm gonna cum so fucking much, gonna fill up my fucking baby. Love my baby so goddam much." He gasped as you bit his bottom lip, digging your nails into his back as he came, his lips studdering to press against yours. He breathed heavily as he kissed all over your face, his hand slipping down to play with your clit, begging for you to cum. There was something else you loved about him: he always wanted you to cum.

He moaned as you came, pressing his lips against yours as you both shuddered. You sighed against his lips, rubbing his back as he moved to kiss all over your body, murmuring praises before falling beside you. He leaned over to drape an arm over your body, kissing your cheek as you moved closer to his warmth.

"I goddam love you" you turned to kiss him, Guesung kissing back sweetly, a pink tint coming to his cheeks. "You know I love you too, babe. I'd do anything for you."

"Anything like taking me to the bathroom?" He chuckled at your request, groaning before picking you up, taking you to the bathroom, smacking your ass in the process. "Anything for you."

[softiegyu]

His Adrenaline

Pairing: Cho Guesung x idol!gn!reader

Genre: Fluff!

Tags: Football!Guesung, World Cup, South Korea vs Ghana, established relationship, softness all over please

Parts: 1 | 2

Just beyond the tunnels, the shouts of fans echoed through, muffled by the growing distance from the exit to the field. Energizing as always for both teams that will be setting foot on the grass.

The few times in his life, Guesung has grown nervous. Each was for different reasons with different consequences. From the first club he joined since the beginning of his career to Jeonbuk Hyundai Club; meeting you and giving you the biggest sunshine of a smile when you've finally agreed to his invitation to a date; and finally, being part of representing his nation through one of the biggest events of the world: the FIFA World Cup 2022.

This was the second match of the event - his coach, Paulo Bento, had seen his spur of great performance from the last few minutes of the first game. To think he'd make it this far and attend a game from the very beginning? His excitement and nervousness had you engulfing him into a hug. One so tight that he almost bled into you. You couldn't bring yourself from feeling any less than he did.

"Quick, quick! The cameras are about to show up!" You exlaimed as you pulled his hand as he made his way towards his team. With quick short greetings, all the players greeted you with warm smiles - already loving you much of a sibling of their own. The mere honor, respect and newfound love you had for every player that will play or sit aside for substitution had no limits. The traded adoration and protection to one another went unspoken.

"Please don't tire him before the match already," Wooyoung briefly remarked, causing Guesung to whine out in protest. Your own blush didn't hide at the words, knowing full well what he meant. But just because pulling him aside, it surely did not mean for only that matter. Besides, the entire other team of Ghana had begun to leave their locker room, making their way towards the other side of the tunnel. You doubted you can get to anything even at the approaching minutes of the match. You and Guesung traded nods and greetings to the African players: a form of respect you could never keep away from showing to anyone.

Finally turning to you, you've pulled his hands that clasped around your own to your chin. His knuckles brushed your jaw, unable to hide the anxiousness within his eyes, albeit with some excitement. "Promise me that no matter what happens out there, whether you win or lose, you will still carry on. Your perseverance, your might, just as with your team will be dominating the field no matter. Trust in yourself." You pulled a hand away and placed it to his jaw.

The softness of his skin, the tell-tale sign of a clean shave from only this morning. You couldn't help but let your thumb to brush and caress the softness. His own hand moved from your clasped one and wrapped it gently around your wrist. Holding your hand in place, he turned his head and placed a gentle kiss of his lips to your palm. A silent promise. "Always, baby."

Your own grin grew, finally pulling away, however not before planting a soft kiss to his sharp cheekbone. Redness crept to his cheeks and ears, hyper aware of those that surround them but none made any comments. Easily, he melted back into your space.

"Cameras almost in!" Heechan shouted out from somewhere up the front. The lines began to form. Soon enough, the young children will be here to guide the players out to the field.

"You can do this!" You reassured him as you began to step away.

"If he doesn't, I'll be losing my wing man." The sound of Heungnim went past you. He slid to you with a quick side hug and a ruffle of your hair. Briefly protesting, you only laughed at his brotherly love. The Captain grabbed Guesung's arm. "Time to go."

You began to distance yourself further down the hall towards the exit of the tunnel, never leaving your eyes from the joy and victor of your life. Before he turned around, Guesung sent you a wink towards your direction. You're own smile grew in acknowledgement. A feeling in your stomach almost sickening you in the best way possible. One thing you cannot seem to get rid off throughout your relationship with him for as long as it has been present.

"Camera up in 3... 2... 1!"

You were out of the view by then, having your way made towards the VIP section, ready to watch the events unfold as your boyfriend brings joy to the nation.

The spectacles and fascination drew you to the preparation of the match, the teams standing to their anthems and being cheered on throughout the match. The shouts of the crowd unmatched as they dominate and push their players on.

For you, he set the field ablaze. For you, you are and always will be his adrenaline.

[lewisvinga]

football / soccer masterlist !

neymar jr

try again !

vamos ! vamos !

cuddle bear !

fight in the stands !

confessions !

minha filha ! ( x daughter! reader )

lucky charm ! ( x daughter! reader )

boa noite ! ( x daughter! reader )

my champion ! ( x daughter! reader )

happy 15th ! ( x daughter! reader )

birds and the bees ! ( x daughter! reader )

caught ! ( x daughter! reader )

richarlison de andrade

late night talks !

remember me !

my favorite thing about you !

lucas paquetá

stupid !

my big baby !

proud of you !

surpresa !

eu te amo !

happiest man ! one in the morning !

only yours !

vinícius / vini jr

dating vinicius jr ! ( headcannons ! )

my girl ! not too bad !

kylian mbappé

i love you berry much !

official greetings !

promise !

my star !

ice princess !

jude bellingham

chocolate almond croissant ! ( smau )

star couple ! ( smau )

the it couple ! ( smau )

trent alexander arnold

simp ! ( smau )

pablo gavira / gavi

maybe !

stay away ! ( smau )

joão felix

stupid !

diego lainez

después de la playa !

sérgio ramos

mi capitán !

[i0veless]

➛ DATING CHO GUE SUNG

𖥻 WARNINGS ー [ slightly suggestive ] 𖥻 AUTHORS NOTE ー [ requested by anon "Cho gue sung or son heung min dating headcanons please?" I'm doing both since I felt like doing it, but your casual reminder to check if my requests are actually open before you send requests ]

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straight out the gate. possessive. let that be known. not in a crazy way but. if anyone trying anything with you. they better know how to fight. not to mention the whole south Korean national team literally adores you. the start of your relationship was very private. secret dates. and disguises whenever in public together. hat's, glasses, masks and all. but over time, the two of you started giving hints. teasing the possibility that you were both taken. and on a random day gue sung out of the blue full sent your relationship on insta

a mixed reaction. but you didn't care about the hate all that mattered was gue sung, and you. now that the two of you were public. very touchy-feely. constantly has his hands on you. intertwined fingers, hand on waist. you get the idea. 10/10 insta photo taker. take you shopping. just for you to do a little fashion show at home. may or may not turn into something else. the sweetest stories. making playlists that remind you of each other. matching outfits. dyeing your hair together. going to concerts. and screaming your heart out. being the fairy tale couple. that everyone is jealous of.

[writingmeraki]

angel kisses.

a cho guesung drabble !

genre: fluff, just fluff.

pairing : cho guesung x gn!reader, bf!guesung, established relationship.

warnings : none really like one dirty but not even extreme joke and kisses.

author's note : here i present to you, an idea that rotted in my brain since a while, i don't even know if i like it but i just think guesung has pretty moles :( literally 2 am brain dump and i have an exam in like 7 hours 💀 anyways enjoy and let me know what you think ! ( not proofread or edited yikes)

word count : 0.9k - 1k ?

There was something you'd heard off the good ol forsaken tales of the internet, in the depths of the tweets which floated on your timeline,which actually was one of the few things you'd found to be very fascinating.

"People say moles are where your lover had kissed you the most in your past life."

Wow, that's actually really... beautiful

You first thought when you read of it.

Beauty marks were never really something you'd paid attention to, in your mind it didn't really seem significant enough but now with this newly found information, you also took upon notice of something.

Guesung's angel kisses.

(you preferred the word angel kisses over moles, at least Google told you angel kisses was another name for moles so you stuck to that)

You knew your lover was significantly beautiful, ethereal. He was truly one of the most handsome men you'd ever met and you were shocked actually as to how you managed to even make him be yours and vice versa.

But back to the point, that day as you'd been doing your regular routine of winding everything up to call it a day when Guesung had gotten back from his work.

You observed his face and blinked in surprise when you observed just how many beauty marks he had on his face. It wasn't like you did not know they exist, you of course did, but you never truly counted them, you just found them cute and your mind did just brush them off.

So as you both lay in your shared bed, cuddled closer than ever, limbs over each other, your head on his shoulder as you observed the left side of his face, mentally counting the angel kisses while he had been reading a book with his reading spectacles on.

And oh you mentally swooned every damn time he had those glasses on, they just suited him and fit his face so perfectly.

"Babe, what's up? A penny for your thoughts?" Guesung spoke as he put aside his book and directed his gaze towards you while yours moved to that one mark he had right on his bottom eyelid.

You gently chuckled as you noted this and spoke "You know i read about something today, more like found on a tweet but I think it's really cute."

Guesung looked at you expectantly, a curious look now grazing over his face as he lifted his brow.

"Well it's like you know the beauty marks we have on our body? You know the moles which are also called angel kisses ? Apparently, people say moles are where your lover had kissed you the most in your past life."

You said not being able to hide your grin at the thought of your other newly found information

"And you know i noticed something as well, you have angel kisses all of your face which probably means your past lover really loved your face huh?"

You lifted one of your fingers to trace over the respective moles your eyes found starting from the area right above his chin to the ones on his cheeks and then finally in your opinion the most beautiful one, the one on his bottom eyelid.

He couldn't help but smile at you as his eyes followed your movements, quietly listening to you and letting you do what you wanted and after you were done,

"Well then in this lifetime, I do hope my lover not only loves my face but also my whole body."

He mischievously spoke trying to imply something to which you gently smacked his chest, narrowing your eyes at him for trying to ruin the cute moment you were having.

"Shut up. You and your...words."

You whispered and tried to cover up your warm face by burying it in the crook of his neck as you also wanted your thoughts of his words implications to calm down to which he just laughed, his chest moving in the rhythm of his laughter and you could feel the subtle vibrations of it as though you were laughing as well.

As he calmed down from seeing your flustered state over just his words, a thought, just a small one seemed to have taken over the entire thought process over your mind and you wanting to be bold for once decided to let that intrusive thought win as you looked up at Guesung, biting your own lip at what you were about to do.

Guesung sat up more straight as you moved in front of him now on his lap, to which he then moved his hands to rest on your waist.

Softly placing your hands on his chest, you moved closer to his face and kissed one of his moles on his chin.

And then another on his cheek,

Then again a light peck on the one on his cheekbone.

His eyes had fluttered shut the moment you kissed the first one, he basked in the warmth that spread across his face and body which happened because of your kisses.

He loved the tingles which moved through every nerve in his body as you continued kissing his face at the random spots yet he knew where you were kissing.

And finally he absolutely loved the gentle kiss you pressed on his eye to which he could not resist the urge anymore as he fluttered his eyes open and pulled your very familiar yet homely lips to his, sending the same tingles he felt pulsating through your own body as you both giggled in your own little world of utter joy.

Never had he loved his angel kisses that day as he had when he realised that his one true love found the cutest of delights in them.

all written works as well as images and edits (unless credited) belong to pri. do not plagiarise, repost, re-edit or claim as yours. pics mostly found on pinterest.

writingmeraki Ⓒ 2022

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[moonlbabe2]

He’s my baby idc

[surshica]

I CANT BREATHE. WHY IS HE SO FINE, IM BEING FED CHO GUESUNG CRUMBS. IM BEING FED SO MUCH I LOVE HIMMMM.

[qhangi]

is this happening to anyone else ?? did kpdlvr delete their account:(

[alotofrandomfangirling]

This looks like you and your boyfriend just had a really good night and he's getting ready to leave in the morning i'm-

Cr.: choguesungfc on Twitter

[bambikisss]

Christmas in New York :: Cho Guesung

Summary : With work stressing you out, your boyfriend comes to surprise you

Characters: reader x Cho Guesung (South Korea #9)

Warnings: Unprotected sex (wrap it up, especially in this economy), biting, preg kink, lots love L bombs, use of a mirror, use of the window, he'll call you a slut

A/N: So fun fact, I got my first hate anon after writing for him lol so I'm doing it again heh. There will be a version without smut for the people who may want this without the sexy time.

Christmas fics: 2/?

You laid back on your bed after a long day of work, closing your eyes as you relished the feeling of your cloud-like bed. You had been up since around 8 am running around New York like a madman getting things ready for an event you had to host and attend in a few days. You had to pick up your supervisor's dress, your dress, make sure the caterers had the order and that they now include vegetarian options, blah blah blah. The thing that bothered you so much was that there were people at your job whose job it was to do this, not you. Now you had an article to finish and it honestly tired you out.

While you tried to weigh the options of whether it was worth quitting your job and moving in with your boyfriend and living in his closet, your phone suddenly buzzed. You groaned, turning to grab your phone, your annoyance melting away when you noticed who it was.

Baby <3: I lowkey hate airports lol. It's so crowded and everyone is staring at us.

You couldn't help but smile like a schoolgirl when her crush texted her, moving to lay on your stomach as you texted your response.

Y/N: You're telling me that the international heartthrob Cho Guesung doesn't like everyone admiring your hotness?

Y/N: Who is this and what have you done with my boyfriend?

You had been dating Guesung for two years, meeting him while you had a brand party in Korea. You were there for him while he trained to be added to the world cup team, and had even been there for some of his games. Now with the world cup over, you hadn't seen him in person for a while as he was busy with his schedule as everyone wanted to get to know him.

Baby <3: lol, you know how I feel about all this attention.

Baby <3: Especially when I'm receiving thousands of marriage proposals while I have you, baby.

Ah, how could you forget?

When everyone got a glimpse of him, everyone rushed to his Instagram and followed him, then flooding his comments and DMs with marriage proposals. He of course immediately told you and after you both read through some and laughed, he then muted the app. You weren't jealous about how everyone reacted to your boyfriend because, well, he was attractive. You actually found it a bit funny how everyone saw a glimpse of him being pouty on a bench at a game and said "Ah yes, husband material."

Y/N: Why are you in the airport anyways? Do you have a game or something?

Baby <3: Nah, I have a schedule in the states.

You tried to think about where he could have a schedule since you hadn't seen it pop up on his schedule when he originally showed you. Before you could ask him where be sent you a text saying "Gotta get on the plane. Love you, I'll text you after the interview! <3"

You pouted as you realized you could no longer talk to your man, checking the time before you got a text from your coworker, asking if you could help her plan an interview they had tomorrow.

There goes relaxing.

~<3

New York snow was something else.

It may look gorgeous in pictures but in person, it was horrible, especially when the wind hit.

You mumbled curse words as you carried the heavy Starbucks bags filled with pastries and hot chocolate for the interview guests, stomping into your work build as you passed by the group of assistants all gossiping by the door. When they saw you, they broke out into a fit of laughter, making you want to do nothing more than throw the bag of scolding hot chocolate at them. How dare they laugh at you? Even worse when you're doing their job.

You rolled your eyes before hurrying to the collaboration floor, rushing into the room where the interview was being held. You placed the bags onto the table, turning to your coworker who was smiling like a fool at you. Before she could begin to speak about whatever made her so happy, you cut her off. "How the fuck do those assistants downstairs still have a job? I'm out here, running around to do their jobs while they're gossiping about some random shit." Your coworker's eyes widened as her smile widened a bit as you ranted, nodding as she tried to hold back her laugh.

"Now, what are you giggling about?" You dropped your hand to your side, showing your frustration before you removed your jacket, tossing it to a nearby chair. Before she could speak, someone tapped your shoulder.

"Pretty outfit, baby." You paused at the sound of his voice, turning around to see your boyfriend standing in front of you, a smug smile on his face. You couldn't figure out words as you stared at him before wrapping your arms around his neck, Guesung picking you up to spin with you. All of your annoyance left your body as he pressed kisses to your temple, mumbling about how much he missed you. You couldn't let go of him as he pulled back to lift your face so he could properly kiss you. His lips tasted of watermelon, the familiar taste reminding you of the gum he always chewed.

"Woah, let's not make out here!'' Your lips paused as you heard one of his teammate's voices, turning to see a group of them all smiling at you, making kissing noises while laughing. You've never felt such a vast change of emotions: annoyance to happiness to embracement. You hid your face in his chest, Guesung laughing softly before telling the group to quit it, which they did after a few moments. He looked down at you with a smile, pressing a kiss to the top of your head before going to sit with the group, asking what kind of interview they were doing, which made you pause. You had completely forgotten that they were here for an interview with you. You turned to your coworker, who handed you the clipboard as she kept her smile on her face, which made you gently hit her arm with it.

"You guys have a puppy interview." As the group of boys cheered, a puppy's bark could be heard, which made the boys sing in a chorus of "awws"

You set the up before bringing in the puppies, starting the interview as the boys played with them. You laughed as the smallest dog moved to sit in Guesung's lap, not leaving his lap the entire time. You found it adorable at how the two were interacting; you could see the love in his eyes for the dog. Once the interview was over, you helped take the dogs back to their crates and handlers, the boys asking to adopt all the ones that caught their eyes. You helped distribute the hot chocolate and pastries as the boys passed you to head back to their van, hugging you and asking you to make sure they got their puppies. "Make sure you filled out the adoption application before y'all leave and I'll see what magic I can work." The boys all thanked you, hugging you tightly in a group hug as they left, making you feel warm. As you looked through the applications, you felt some arms wrap around your waist, soft lips moving to press against your cheek. "What time do you get out of work, today?" You turned to face your boyfriend, kissing his cheek as you checked your schedule for the day. "I should be out by like 6, why?"

Guesung said nothing, pressing a quick kiss to your lips before leaving with his drink, leaving you and your coworker confused. You didn't have time to think about it as your manager came to you to help go over the event's details in a meeting with the party planning team. You sighed as your coworker patted your back, telling you to look forward to whatever your man has planned for later. You held onto that throughout your day, the day seemingly moving by faster than usual.

After clocking out you made your way outside where the rest of the assistants from earlier were talking. They of course noticed you and all began to make fun of you like a group of middle school kids, making you roll your eyes. You ignored them as you began your trek home, mumbling about how much they didn't do their job. What were they getting paid to do?

You found yourself annoyed as you punched in the code to your apartment, looking forward to having the wine you had just bought and some much-needed alone time with your cat. After walking in and kicking off your boots, you looked up to see your living room decorated with candles and flowers. There was also some romantic music playing in the background, making you smile. The place smelled amazing and you wanted to find the cause of this romantic setup.

"Oh, you're home."

You smiled as Guesung came into view, a kitchen towel on his shoulder, showing you that he had been cooking. You weren't even thinking about the alone time you once wanted, rushing into his arms as he caught you. He chuckled, pressing a kiss onto your temple, spinning around with you before placing you down in front of him. He kissed you softly before rubbing your back, smiling softly. "How...I thought you guys were busy?" He couldn't help but laugh softly at your words, squeezing your hips before he returned to the kitchen, focusing back on the food he had been cooking. You took a second to admire him in his sleeveless tight tank top and sweatpants; the way he seemed so focused on the steak he was cooking, occasionally smiling when he glanced up at you.

After placing the steaks onto a plate to rest, he turns off the stove before finally answering your question. "The snowstorm closed the airport so we're all stuck here. The boys are at the hotel while I decided to spend some time with my sweet girlfriend." He smiled as he rounded the kitchen counter, pulling you to his chest as you smiled. "After I noticed how annoyed you seemed at work earlier, I thought you would enjoy me coming home to surprise you with a date."

"Aren't you romantic?" You couldn't help but press a kiss to his lips, feeling your heart skip a beat at how sweet he was. Guesung had a way with you that made your heart race and do backflips; he would buy you flowers just cause so that when you got home from work, you'd see them. He'd buy clothes, snacks, and other things that made him think of you while he was away in Korea while traveling and put them into a box and ship them to you along with a heartfelt letter and some polaroid pictures of him and sometimes of his teammates. He wouldn't hesitate to send you some of his clothes among other things just because he loves you. He had sent you so many of his clothes that he now has a section of clothes in your closet and a drawer in your dresser. It made you want nothing more than to just kiss him to oblivion and it made you wanna sometimes cry.

Like now, cleaning up after you both finished the steak dinner he made while you laid full on the couch. You couldn't help but smile at him as he fully cleaned the kitchen and fed the cat, then made his way over to you with the wine you had mentioned that you wanted to try. He sat down in front of you as he poured the wine, handing you a glass before repeating it for himself. He clinked your glasses together, holding your hand as he drank the wine. "Y/N, you know I love you, right?" You paused at the sudden question, placing your glass down to softly cup his face. He said nothing as he pressed a kiss to your thumb, making your heart skip once more. "Yes, Guesung. I know."

"I just wanna make sure. I know sometimes I'm not the most...available, but, I want to make sure that you know that I do."

You scanned his face as he spoke, noting his beauty marks and how his eyes searched your face. It sometimes shocked you how much he wanted to prove that he loved you. You knew that he did and it sometimes worried you that he felt like you didn't appreciate everything he had done for you.

You took a second before pulling him into a loving kiss, your lips moving together as you pulled him onto the couch. He grunted softly as he picked you up, sitting down on the couch before placing you on his lap. He gripped your hips as you two kissed, your hands moving into his hair as you pulled away. He at first chased your lips before pulling back to meet your eyes, giving you his full attention. You let your hand move to once again cup his cheek, your thumb moving to rub his bottom lip. His eyes moved to stare at your lips, his hands gripping your hips tighter. You loved how attentive he was to you, watching your every move. You watched as his breath hitched when you licked your lips, his eyes moving to try and meet yours.

"Y/N... Don't tease." You then met his eyes, pulling him back in for another kiss, this one more passionate and messy. He grabbed at your clothes, removing each article of clothing before tossing them onto the floor. He licked your bottom lip as he stood up with you, removing his own clothes before pulling you back to be close to him.

"My god, Y/N, you don't know what you do to me." He whispered, his voice coming out desperate as he massaged your body. "I don't," you hissed as his lips pressed against the sweet spot on your collarbone. "Why don't you tell me?"

"You just wanna hear me talk about how much I always wanna fuck you," he moaned as your hand slid down to make contact with his hard dick, slowly pumping. "Maybe," you whispered, your boyfriend chuckling in response.

He removed your hand before pulling you to sit on his lap, helping you to grind on him. You moaned as he wrapped his lips around your nipple, his free hand massaging your ass as his dick and your wetness made contact, grinding against one another deliciously. "I wanna fuck you so bad. All those times you acted cute while we face time, all those times you sent me a photo of a new outfit you got that barely covered your ass or these goddam gorgeous thighs," he paused to slap your ass, making you moan loudly. "Makes me just wanna get on the first fucking flight to your place and fuck you like crazy."

"Then do it." You couldn't take it anymore as you felt the tip of his dick make contact with your clit, making you press your forehead against his shoulder. "Fuck me like crazy."

Guesung wasted no time moving himself so he could push into you, his hips pounding into you as he held you still. You gripped the back of the couch, moaning loudly as your boyfriend fucked up into you at a harsh pace. He couldn't help but suck and bite on your skin, his hands making contact with your ass a few times before he moaned loudly against your stomach.

"G-guesung, baby. Oh my fucking god." You whined as his thumb made contact with your clit, playing with it as he looked up at you. He could feel you clenching and it honestly drove him crazy. "That's it, baby. Cum for me, show me how much you missed my fucking cock." You closed your eyes as his pace became brutal, your orgasm ripping through you, making you moan his name loud enough that you were sure your neighbors heard.

He then jumped up from the couch as you tried to catch your breath, pinning your back against the window as he picked up the same pace he had. You dug your nails into his shoulders, tossing your head back against the window. "Such a good girl- so fucking loud while I press you up against the window. What would your neighbors think?"

You honestly didn't care about what the neighbors thought, only focused on the man in front of you who was pounding into you and kissing your neck. You scratched up his back, your boyfriend's moan being loud as he felt your nails. He loved the way it felt when you dug your nails into him and when you scratched him; let him know that he was fucking you right.

When you noticed his thighs begin to clench, you knew he was close. You leaned in to kiss him, silencing both of your moans as he moved one hand to press against the window to keep you both up. "Gonna fill you up," he growled against your lips, his hips studdering as you moaned his name. "Gonna fill up my baby and show her how much I love you. Gonna prove it to you."

He let out a few breaths as he pressed his forehead against yours, his hips stopping to press firmly against you as he came. He breathed heavily as you rubbed his back, kissing his cheeks as you waited for him to calm down. "Love you" he whispered, pecking your lips before he let his forehead rest against your shoulder, pressing short kisses there. You ran your hand through his hair, giving him a moment to calm down after fucking you so hard. After a bit, he had enough energy to move you both to the bathroom, where he carefully started the bath before helping you get in. He had you pressed against his chest, his heartbeat not pounding as hard as it was earlier. While you both bathed and relaxed in the tub, he kept you close and held you tight. You enjoyed laying in his embrace, kissing his bicep before rubbing his shoulder. You both did not speak any words, only resting and holding one another.

After you both were done, he led you to the bedroom, where he helped you get dressed before laying you down. When you asked where he was going he, chuckled. "I promise you, I'm not leaving. Just gotta clean up our mess so that the cats don't get any ideas. Then, I'll come right back and hold you close." You nodded as he left to attend to the living room and the curious cat, leaving you to slowly drift to sleep.

~ ♥ ~

Snowstorms would sometimes be worse than they seemed in New York.

You woke up around 4 to see your cat slipping through your bedroom door to leave, going to join the other cat in the cat bed. You sighed, turning to check the time before glancing at the window. Snow was hitting the window aggressively, almost sounding like rain. You turned to face a now slightly awake Guesung, who was sitting up now. You ran a hand through his hair, apologizing for waking him up. He mumbled out something about it being alright, kissing your palm before asking what time it was. "Around 4."

"Why did you cat follow me in here just to wake us both up to slip out?" You laughed as he groaned, falling back onto the bed. You gently kissed his temple, asking him if he wanted any water, to which he said no. You nodded before heading to the kitchen to get some, returning as he sat up. You leaned against the doorframe as you watched your now more awake boyfriend sit up, the comforter dropping to show his toned body and abs. You let your eyes move to his thighs that were peaking out from the opening in his tight boxer briefs. They were so toned and muscular and would occasionally tense when he laughed, which made you feel something. He soon caught your eyes, opening his arms for you to come to join him. You put your glass down before joining your boyfriend back in bed, moving to straddle him, which made him chuckle and let out a small "oh". He looked up at you, his thumbs moving to rub your hips as he leaned up to press a kiss to your cheek. "You know, for someone who was so tired a few moments ago, you seem now very awake."

Guesung smiled at your words, raising an eyebrow as he moved the both of you so your back was laid against the bed while he hovered over you. He rubbed your thighs, wrapping your legs around his waist so you were pressed against him before leaning down to capture your lips in a kiss. The kiss was slow and sweet, your thighs occasionally squeezing around his waist, making him moan softly in the kiss. You let your hips move against his hardening cock, making him pull back from the kiss to admire your face. "For someone who was just making fun of me for waking up, you seem to want to do something active."

"Aren't you an athlete, Mr. Guesung? Isn't being active you're entire thing?" You giggled as he ran a hand through his messy hair, making a sound of fake annoyance. He smiled as his hands came to rest on top of your thighs, his hips moving to roll into yours, making you moan. He didn't stop, squeezing your thighs as he pressed more against you each time. He watched the way your body rolled and arched whenever he pressed more against your clit, his tongue coming out to wet his bottom lip.

"You're such a slut, Y/N." Your eyes opened as he paused his movements, your hips trying to move to meet his as you whined. He said nothing as he flipped you over so you were on your stomach, his hand moving over the flesh of your ass and thighs before he pressed his still-covered cock against your now-wet entrance, making you both moan. "Such a slutty pussy, too. So wet from just some grinding." He licked his lips once more as you moaned, leaning down to press his chest against your back as his hands carefully moved down your body, pulling off your underwear slowly. He tossed your panties somewhere in the room before he pressed himself once more against you, his hips rolling as he was met with your pussy. You mewled at the feeling, pushing your butt back to press against him, begging for him to hurry up and fuck you, to which he chuckled. "Can't wait, can you slut?" He couldn't wait either as he pushed down his underwear, rubbing his tip along your slick before pushing into you slowly. You moaned softly, your head falling forward as his hips snapped quickly, hitting the flesh of your ass with force. He moaned loudly, leaning forward to grab your hair, pulling your head up so you could now face the mirror that was facing your bed. He moved faster as you moaned at both your appearances; his hair was a mess from sleeping, his upper body was slightly shiny from sweat and strangely still as his hips pounded into you. He leaned down to bite your shoulder, moaning when clenched around him.

"Look at us, baby. You look so fucking hot." you gripped the sheets, as he moved, tossing your head back as he moaned your name. "I'm gonna cum soon, baby," you moaned, your boyfriend mumbling the same as he focused on where you both met. "Does my slut want my babies?" He moaned louder as you clenched around him, your own hips moving back to meet him in desperation. "My slut wants my babies, huh? Wanna be swollen with my kids? It'll show everyone how well I fuck this pussy, my pussy."

You moaned his name louder as you both came, Guesung falling forward to continue rolling his hips into your ass. His hips ground against your ass, moaning as you both tried to calm down.

He pulled out, pulling you to lay next to him. You kissed his collarbone, whining softly as he rubbed your back. "Are you tired again?" He laughed, moaning softly when you bit his collarbone once more. "Kidding, kidding"

You smiled as he pulled the cover over you both, tiredness filling your body once more as he whispered how much he loved you.

~ ♥

"Alright Y/N. Have a good holiday!"

You thanked your manager, holding in your smile as the assistants were complaining about having to work the party, complaining about you being able to leave. You made sure to smirk at them as you walked out, chuckling softly.

You smiled as you entered your apartment, happy to have the holiday off. You were tempted to break out some wine and just relax, forgetting about the job you have. You picked up your cat before you noticed your other cat chilling by the bathroom door, purring happily. You leaned down to rub him, the door opening to show Guesung in a tux. You asked what he was doing here, putting down your cat before jumping into his arms, making him chuckle. After the storm ended a few weeks ago, he left immediately with his team. "Merry early Christmas baby." He led you to the bedroom, where he had decorated it with lots of roses and candles. You noticed a card in the center of the bed, picking it up as he stood behind you.

Y/N.

I love you. I wanted to say thank you for being there for me; through training, through the world cup, and through everything. I know it hasn't been easy, but you've been there for me more than everyone else has and I just wanted to say thank you and turn around.

You turned around as you put down the card, confusion on your face. "Guesung, what do you mean turn-"

As you turned to face him, you noticed he was on one knee, a ring being held out to you. You covered your mouth as tears pricked your eyes, Guesung smiling softly. "Y/N, I love you so much. I can't imagine anyone else being by my side for the rest of my life. So, will you do me the honors and...will you marry me?"

You nodded, tears streaming down your face as he placed the ring on your finger, then pulled you into a tight hug.

"I love you, Y/N..."

[softiegyu]

His Adrenaline

Pairing: Cho Guesung x idol!gn!reader

Genre: Fluff, angst

Tags: Football!Guesung, World Cup, South Korea vs Ghana, established relationship, softness all over please

Part 2

Find part 1 here!

The first half had sent everyone into a frenzy for two reasons:

Ghana was winning by two points, nil points for South Korea.

To say that you were worried was an understatement. But your worry could never come close to those of the players, especially the strikers unit which are meant to score. Countless of attempts were made, but good respect and impression also went to Ghana and its goal keeper. Nonetheless, the worry was ever present among the supporters of South Korea's national team. But so we're Ghana's. To say you weren't competitive was a wrong thing to say.

"There's still time, Sungie," you held his arms as his gaze drifted aside in the changing room. You held him tight, urging him to look at you. You can see the doubt in his eyes, much of the many players. Words of encouragement were sent his way over and over again, whether it be from your or the coach, even the Captain.

Everyone else sat in their own seats accordingly, downing water down their throats or over their heads to wash of the sweat. While the others did so, you were met with silence. With a sigh, you turned around and grabbed a small water bottle. It wasn't too cold, enough for you to worry less about it covering his head in the cold liquid or else he'd get a headache, or worse, sick. In order to help him, you offered to wash his hair instead.

The strands of his fell through your fingers as they sifted through. The right shampoos used over time, especially this morning, always gave a beautiful touch and glow to Guesung's hair. Even with sweat just under it, nothing can break that beauty you could personally touch. With a few droplets everytike, your fingers went through his scalp, washing off the sweat. As always, your touch was soft, calm, gentle, but enough pressure to cause him to close his eyes and lean back against your front. You welcomed the lean with a lean of your own to support his head and back. His head went to your abdomen, just under your chest.

For someone that went through so much already within this match, you guessed that words wouldn't suffice. This should do.

You drove your fingers around to adjust his hair, letting them dry within these minutes left from this half time break.

"What I would do to get that kind of touch from my girl right now.

"Not here, Wooyoung." Your lips pursed at Guesung's warning tone. There was a brief moment of selfish pride you had to push down.

Wooyoung playfully pouted, looking at you for backup on that from his seat that was two seats away from your right. Your only response was a shrug, a small smile of "sorry, can't help you there, buddy".

The roar of the crowd grew as South Korea's strikers began to dash towards the goal. With Guesung in the middle, he was flanked with the opposite time. However, luckily, a player was just along the line to cut the idea of offside completely off.

The roar grew loader as the ball went into the air and Guesung threw himself into the air for a header. You couldn't contain yourself, already at the edge of your seat and jumped up, screaming out in the first chance of victory as soon as the ball clearly went through the impending gate keeper and the goal line itself to almost going through the nets within.

A girlfriend of another player had grabbed your hand, the both of you hugging one another into a right embrace at victory. Most of all, nothing can surmount the love and pride you felt toward your boyfriend. This moment, the first step of redemption for the entire team.

As he ran across the field, the untamable scream that left him, Guesung searched for you in earnest. His tongue pulled back in with an irreplaceable, blinding grin.

When your eyes met, all was spilled in these little mere seconds between you two. Pride, adoration, respect, and simply: finally! Of course, it wouldn't end without a wink sent by him towards you.

The game continued, no chance for Ghana to take the ball in their favor as the scales tipped towards in South Korea's favor - or so, Cho Gueseung's.

Why? Because the second goal was scored by him, a header, this time higher in the air and any moment, he would be gliding further high up. The goal touched the net and the whole stadium roared ever louder. Guesung made an immediate beeline towards you, shouting out with the adrenaline going through his veins. You jumped in your spot, laughing out in excitement and being held by your friend by your side. You couldn't wait to find his smile of, only hoping, he'd score a hatrick.

You can clearly see that it does affect the entire team to push through again. But Ghana stood their ground and hope was diminishing as they scored the third goal - no longer a tie.

All of you sat nervously in your seats as the game was coming to a close. You prayed that at least one goal to keep the team going or else their fight to win against Portugal within a few days would only hang in loosely in the idea of winning.

Pushing harder only brought the men to tire and you tired for them. If only you could get down there to help! But Alas.

Let us not forget the horror of perhaps missing out a third goal if it was not for the referee stopping the game of a deserved corner shot, warming the coach a red card which fueled anger in not only the coach himself, but a few players.

After taking rest at the hotel which everyone stayed at, you had your own room, much to you and Guesung's dismay. You werent able to see Guesung even after the match; at least no directly. Nonetheless, you were able to see him and the team again the same evening when practice was scheduled. Luckily, it was private too so you were able to grab a rented car and join in to watch the team practice.

Your presence was enough for Guesung to fuel himself more, but the overall mood of the team was rather dull. You could feel it with ease. Not even music was driving them forward, only the determination with Bento and his team.

But your eyes, they could never leave Guesung's form. It was so easy to see the frustration in his form, growing a little reckless and corrected by Son who gently handled him. Even he was affected by today's game but it was their power play that went through is what they should look towards. At least that's what you wanted to tell them, but you weren't sure what else to do that could trigger anything else.

And so, you waited, cheered on over any practiced matches that occurred between one another. A few had made jokes, lifting the mood up a lot more. It was enough for you to feel better, if not more over Guesung's small smiles towards you or the rolled eyes at the attempted jokes by other players.

It went a little better, but far less than you hoped.

As night fell, it was time for everyone to head back home. Within the few hours that passed, their vigor was rebuilt, somewhat.

"We still have one more match everyone," Heungmin called out, spinning around in his heels and waving around. "One to prove we can still make it. We just need to win it. If Germany loses once again tonight, we still have a good chance at heading to round of 16." Everyone knew that, but the reminder of the Captain, everyone nodded. Fueled by something else.

"Hey, Captain!" The voice of Guesung made some heads turn, including yours where you stood by his side. His hand in yours tightened. Was it reassurance? Was it something else? His face was unreadable, except for a slight crease: a frown he was trying to beat down. Your own began to crease in confusion, shooting glances between he and the team, especially his coach. "Mind if I stay here for a bit longer? I think I need a little more time..." He threw a glance towards you, silently asking for your support. You squeezed it back in reassurance. Always have.

With a confident and reassuring look, you smiled towards the team. "I promise to bring him back. He won't be late. Too late, at least."

You easily caught doubtful looks, those that clearly had mischief in their eyes, yet you easily dismissed them as you caught the gaze of Bento. You can see the hesitance more than what he let on, but a single nod and everyone was walking out, leaving the two souls within the field.

Guesung made it to his duffle bag, pulling out a ball. You've followed him towards the inner box just before the goal, standing a ways aside. Watching him all the time - from the way his muscles shifted and tensed to the way his face contorted into concentration, if not the frustration that was growing by the moment.

"Sungie?" You called out carefully. He didn't look at you, only hummed as he paced a little ways back and eyed the goal. Watching him from the side, you could see the anger growing and you didn't like it.

You can only imagine what's going on in his mind. Clasping your hands together, you kept quiet as he braced himself, ran ahead and shot the ball. The noise echoed across the empty, open field and into the night. The ball barely had time to sail across the floor before it touched the back of the net.

He shot again, with more strength that necessary, it touched the net again. Another shot, in. Another one, he let out a gruffed noise. A fourth, he let out a choked groan. That worried you. Stepping slowly closer, your slowness grew frantic. Just before he shot the sixth, you were holding his arms and stopping him from shooting again, almost toppling over but his sturdy position made you regain your balance. "Guesung!" You exclaimed, bringing him to look at you with haste, hands shifting to hold his jaw not too lightly but enough to hold him in position.

His gaze shifted from the world around you to yours: determined, frustrated, angry. But there was also some kind of desperation in there. Guilt.

What for? You already knew.

"Guesung," you whispered in your own desperation; eyes never strayed from his. "Listen to me," Finally, he looked at you, nose flared as his breathing was a little erratic from emotionally and physically, "Whatever you are feeling now, know that all that has happened is not your fault. None of it is." Your lips tilted to a smile. "You scored two amazing goals! Saved the team and reassured the entire world that South Korea has yet to lose any potential!" His eyes shifted down, tilted his head in a way to find better comfort in your hands and you let him.

"I would have done better!" He countered, making you shake your head.

"This burden, this weight you carry on your shoulders should never be this heavy. Never, ever on your own. Why? Because this team, a team, exists for a reason. All those men that played with you today, this team, these men, they are always there to help you. You aren't the only one that feels this but that doesn't mean you should feel any less happy about it. I need you to see and understand that this is not the end."

You moved yourself closer to him until you were chest to chest, eyes trailing to dried streaks of sweat down the side of his neck. "Push down that guilt, replace it with the chance of winning in the next game. Put all of your vigor there. Strive further for it until you hold that golden trophy in your very hands."

His frustration has slowly melted away, his eyebrows shifting from the anger to a different kind: sudden understanding. Relief. Care. A different kind of guilt. His eyes became glassy as well, forcing yours to do as such. Guesung's hands moved to hold on your wrists, turning them to place gentle, long kisses on each palm in silent thanks.

"Y/N..." He whispered. Looking down at you, you can tell the struggle he had in finding the right words for you. In this moment, you realised he shouldn't say them out loud.

It was easy to lean in, closing your eyes and slotting your lips around his in the most familiar and loving way you have always mustered. The tenderness in this moment could have easily melted you away, but you held on for him. A short hum escaped him as he kissed back softly, letting a long sigh escape through his nose only to let out the rest from his mouth as soon as you parted ways. Guesung's forehead rested on yours, his hands sliding down to your waist and pulling you impossibly closer to his body. You immediately engulfed the warmth in every aspect.

You remained silent like that, your eyes down at his chest, his at yours in the beautiful and understanding silence.

"Thank you, Y/N," he whispered. You only hummed in response and he held you tighter.

"Always welcome, Sungie."

[ykwyisl]

[For @alotofrandomfangirling 💌]

[writingmeraki]

cho guesung as a dad hcs !

pairing : cho guesung x gn!reader (gender isn't specified)

genre : fluff !!

warnings : mentions of pregnancy, periods and labour. maybe some cusses.

author's note : sorry anon who waited almost years for this 💀 but hope you like it ! i don't know if I'm satisfied with this but hey it's my first attempt at something like this so i hope i did alright hehe <3 (not fully proofread)

word count : 1.2k

‌Okay so obviously we all know Guesung would be an amazing father especially from his little interactions with his nephews AND the fact that he also wants to definitely have kids in the future as he said in that one interview :(

‌I just feel like he'd be the type to not accept the fact that his partner is actually pregnant because he'd be too fucking excited lol

‌"...babe i think I'm pregnant."

‌"..what."

‌Seeing the somewhat blank look on his face you feared maybe he wasn't ready to have a child just yet even though he was excited but the self-doubt was very much still there, especially from the lack of his reply.

‌"Look I missed my period recently and just to make sure I'm not just jumping to conclusions I did do 6 pregnancy tests and they all came positive, I don't know-"

‌As you were getting more emotional he would literally run up to you and hug you so tight, slightly lifting you off the ground as he span you around and thanked you over and over again as he gushed about how this was the best news you'd ever given him.

‌You would giggle as he let you go and held your face, gently placing butterfly kisses as he murmured words of gratitude and love to you

He already loved you so much but he was sure he'd never ever spend another lifetime with anyone other than you now and you were also grateful to have someone like him as your partner because every sort of self-doubt was dismissed the moment you saw his genuine happiness and love once he promised you to be the best father to your child and how he'd take care of the both of you

‌And this man was truly one to fulfil his promises as throughout your pregnancy he'd make sure you were properly looked after and took good care of yourself as well as your baby whom Guesung seemed even more excited to meet than you at this point

‌And when you went into labour he had wished he was able to take away your pain and this man absolutely shed tears at the sight of you in pain, he couldn't bare it at all even though he'd seen potentially worse, it was too much but he knew it was all worth it when he saw your newborn baby.

‌When he held your baby in his arms, he thinks everything was worth it and was ready to give up the entire universe and everything then and there for your child.

‌You were barely allowed to move in the first few days after your labour, Guesung had read up, especially on all of the things a husband could do in order to help his partner out. There was no way he was going to risk you hurting yourself after all that you’d gone through, much preferring to take things easy at the start.

‌Guesung had already prepared all the things needed for a newborn. The Nursery? He and the boys literally planned that for months and you couldn't help but tear up once you saw how beautifully they had done it. Clothes and other necessities? Let's just say Guesung was a very ecstatic father and had literally bought any type of baby clothes that existed.

‌To say the least, he was the most prepared father to exist at least he believed himself to be.

‌but when your baby spoke its first words, the waterworks made their way faster than ever and even more so when the words were along the lines of 'dada'

‌Man you'd give anything in the world to witness that look of pure joy on his face again but lucky for you, that same joy always stayed whenever your child was around.

‌You both were very delighted when your baby finally learnt how to walk and you actually had to tell Guesung it was still too early to teach your child football and you couldn't help the small giggle that left your mouth once you saw his pout and tiny mock glare directed towards you.

‌I think I accidentally have two kids huh You chuckled as you realised how some of the antics of your child were basically like your husband's

‌It was like just a mini version of him, with the little moles around the face as well the full cheeks which bunched up whenever a full smile was formed.

‌When you both slept with the baby, Guesung slips his arm over your body to catch his baby's little one too, avoiding your baby to fall from your bed at night. His long fingers rest softly on the tiny little back and his lips are against your nape.

‌He also bathes the child. You thought it was his paternal instinct to want to take care of the little angel, but the truth is that he has even a better time than the baby, making foam beards and playing with water toys.

‌Once your child was old enough, Guesung got the kid a football as well as a tiny jersey outfit that resembled his and in the same way of fate, your child also seemed to be fond of the sport as well.

‌Both Guesung and his teammates loved to play with your little champ, who was very much talented in the sports, and Guesung would love to let your kid play and score against him to which he'd get the opportunity to ruffle his little one's head and chuckle at the excitement shown by his baby.

‌Whenever you'd go out to eat, he'd make sure his angel ate well even feeding food from his own plate at which you'd sometimes have to shake your head and remind him that your baby had his own share of food but in the end, Guesung's habit never changed to the point where you'd put your own portion of food onto his so he could eat properly as well too.

‌He makes time from his busy schedule to assist with anything his baby does: scholar plays, dance exhibitions, football games (of course )... it doesn't matter, but you both want to be there, cheering for your baby !!!

‌Reads tales to your little one, even when a fly seems more interesting gets and keeps smiling towards Guesung's hands whenever he turns the page.

‌They both complot against you to go play arcade games and eating loads and loads of cotton candy after practices or after school.

‌He would try his best to help in academics if he can but he knows you're much better at that and just gently listens to you explain to your kid and smiles at your concentrated face.

‌He will spoil your kid to the absolute T and I mean that but he also knows he should teach your child lessons about not being a spoilt brat so he'll always play little games or give rewards once a small task is done or when your baby is in not that good of a mood.

‌Due to him being so tall, he loves to carry the kid on his shoulders and the kid absolutely loves to be that tall just like the dad and to be hugged like that.

‌He just wants his baby to grow up to be a smart, independent and strong individual. But on the other hand, he wishes that his little one would always remain little so he could forever take care of his baby.

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