#dowoon x reader fluff

[luvkyu]

wadduh it me again but anon version😈 dowoon x 5th member male reader where dw has the biggest crush on reader (im delulu) and literally admires him during mv filmings, photoshoots or even just normal shit SO the other members notice this behaviour and teases him about it HAHAHAHAHAHA

so let's love ( yoon dowoon )

dowoon x male!reader

dowoon can't hide his definitely-not-platonic love for his bandmate.

content : 0.4k words, fluff, idol!dowoon x 5th member!reader

( a/n ) MMMMMM DAY6 ( i'm obsessed ) this is rly short im sorry,, i rewrote it like three times and im still not that satisfied with it but its FINE

"he's doing it again.." sungjin mumbled toward wonpil beside him.

"huh?"

"dowoon," sungjin clarified, "he's doing it again."

wonpil looked over at dowoon, who was a few feet away on the photoshoot set. the group was currently taking concept photos for their next album, and dowoon's gaze was stuck rather obviously on y/n.

"i don't know what else you expected," wonpil replied. "he's obsessed."

"who's obsessed?" younghyun chimed in after just getting his makeup touched up.

"dowoon."

"oh. with y/n?"

wonpil and sungjin nodded.

"then yes," younghyun agreed.

y/n continued to change poses and expressions in front of the camera. dowoon felt mesmerized. he was supposed to go after y/n, but he didn't know how well he'd do in front of the camera after watching y/n. he might as well have fallen in love all over again.

"yoon dowoon!"

dowoon snapped out of his trance. he looked over at the rest of his group with raised brows. the color on his face turned to a deep red as he realized they'd been watching him stare at y/n. sungjin waved him over, but dowoon almost felt like ignoring him. he knew the three were bound to tease him.

dowoon walked over to them after taking one more glance at y/n, who finally met dowoon's eyes and sent him a quick smile before looking back at the camera. dowoon felt his heart skip in his chest. he looked down at his feet as he walked before stopping in front of his friends.

"so when are you guys gonna kiss?" younghyun asked.

"never, at this point," wonpil answered.

dowoon blinked, "what?"

"tsk. you and y/n. we're waiting for you and y/n to finally get together," sungjin explained.

dowoon looked back at y/n one more time.

"what do you mean?"

small sighs and groans of disappointment sounded from the others.

"you suck at being subtle dowoon. make a move on y/n already," wonpil urged while sungjin and younghyun nodded along.

"i don't think he sees me that way," dowoon protested a bit shyly.

"shut up, you two are basically each other's favorites."

"there's no way he doesn't like you too."

"dowoon, respectfully, open your fucking eyes."

dowoon continued to watch y/n as his bandmates talked. he really hoped they were right.

[wannaeatramyeon]

Hello 👋

I've read some of your fics and I enjoy them a lot esp Taehoon.

I wanted to ask if you could do a fic about Taehoon getting into a serious fight with his s/o and how the would try to make up with them.

Genre: angst to fluff basically.

If you don't do angst then please discard this.

Thanks either way

I'll go by Black anon

Hey black anon. Thanks for the ask and reading my brainrot 🥰 the fight isn't serious serious, the angst isn't angst angst, and the fluff isn't fluff fluff but at least the DILF makes an appearance!

Seong Taehoon x Reader: Fall out

Taehoon says it's not that serious

Hansu notices something is wrong when you didn't come round for the third day in a row.

He takes his glasses off and sighs.

"Whatever you've done Taehoon, just apologise."

"I haven't done shit, old man."

"Taehoon."

Taehoon throws his dad a scowl, before turning back and glaring at his phone.

For the last 20 minutes, he's been absentmindedly scrolling through photos of you both.

You always seem so happy in the photos. And well, you're happy in person too. But there's something special about how your eyes crinkle and face lights up. It really is worth a thousand words.

And Taehoon himself, if not candid, is usually posing with a smirk or a glare. Typical really. Yet very occasionally, in rare instances, the camera captures how he looks at you - like you're the whole world.

He wrinkles his nose at this. Are you serious? This is how he looks? Like a love sick idiot? Urgh.

God, tonight fucking sucks and this whole thing fucking sucks.

He wouldn't be in this predicament if he could just face his feelings. Who has he got to blame but himself.

Sure, you've been dating for a little while now. However the fallout happened a few days ago. You asked him to meet your parents, as most couples do; Taehoon had recoiled and dismissed you, despite how upset you were getting. He regretted the words as soon as he said them.

"But I see your dad all the time!"

"It's not the same."

"How is it not the same?"

"It just isn't."

"You can't just avoid my family forever,"

"..."

"What sort of boyfriend doesn't meet their partner's family at least once?"

"..."

"We've been together for 9 months-"

"We're not that serious."

"Oh. Right."

And you, feeling humiliated and rejected, didn't say anything else and left. You haven't spoken to him since.

Look, he knows his argument isn't ruled by logic and it doesn't make sense. Yes, you see his dad a lot but you hang around at the studio and his house a lot too. Of course you would see Hansu.

But Taehoon meeting your parents? It seems momentous. Like a huge milestone.

Like... You're someone special.

Like you're his and he's yours.

Like finally admitting that he loves-

Like knowing if he were to lose you, then it would hurt.

Or if he wasn't able to protect you, and you would be gone, then-

Well, what then.

He didn't think he had it in him to care for someone else after Dowoon. But you came along, wormed your way into his life and his heart, and now?

If anything happened, he knows he wouldnt be the same. That if you went, you would take a piece of him. That even with time, the emptiness would still never heal.

Taehoon knows his whole argument is stupid. Because all these things were true months ago and they're true right now.

That really, he upset you for no reason.

Fuck.

"Fine. FINE!" Hansu looks over at his son's outburst in surprise.

"I'll apolog- call Y/N.”

"You should get her some flowers too,"

"Dad. Shut it."

Hansu looks at Taehoon disapprovingly. Seriously, who raised this brat?

.

.

You wait on your doorstep, tapping your foot impatiently.

You're still mad at him (and embarrassed). But when could you ever say no to Taehoon? He asked to meet you, you reluctantly agreed, but this bastard hasn't even said a word yet.

"Don't interrupt," You weren't even saying anything! Taehoon throws you a glare just for good measure. But you notice the way he fidgets, and he never fidgets. He's self confident to the core.

"I didn't mean what I said. I-" did Taehoon actually gulp? "I'm serious about you. Pretty fucking serious, ok. And if meeting your family makes you happy then," he shrugs, "fine. Let's do it now."

Hold on. You think you hurt your neck from his whiplash.

You're torn between actually wanting to introduce your delinquent boyfriend finally to everyone, and wanting to grill him. It's not everyday Taehoon gets into his feelings.

The latter wins out.

"Wait," you cross your arms and continue blocking his way in, "why the change of heart?"

Taehoon glowers at you. He sees your relaxed stance, the way you have loosened up even as you're playing hard to get.

Whatever, he isn't a coward.

"You're the most important person to me. I want you to be happy."

Oh. If you weren't soft before, then you definitely are now. This man is going to be the death of you.

You reach out and pull his cheeks, smiling at him fondly. "You asshole."

"Cut it out," he bats at your hands half heartedly.

"Was that so hard?"

"Just let me in,"

"Nope!"

"Don't you want me to say hi?"

"..."

"Don't you want to introduce your boyfriend?"

"Ack. Ok, fine fine." You finally let go and move aside.

... Something catches your eyes.

"Taehoon, you bought flowers?!"

[dearly-somber]

Fly Me To The Moon | kyh | day6

-> pairing. idol!younghyun x non-idol!reader (f)

-> genre. fluff, established relationship

-> rating. 13+

-> w/c. 689

-> warnings. None!

-> a/n. Brian’s voice >>>

-> collection. songfic

-> started. Sept. 12th, 2020 @ 22:25

-> fin. ???

-> edited. Aug. 21st, 2021 @ 22:15

<LISTEN TO THE SONG HERE!>

It was dark, and you were outside in the town square, sitting on a chair as you busked with some strangers.

"Fly me to the moon," you sang, smiling at the boy grinning at you through the crowd, unable to help the charisma that showed while you sang the song.

Throughout the song, Younghyun was sure that he fell for you all over again, his eyes watching you fondly. He had met you through Jae, who had introduced you as 'my sister's best friend'. You were around Sungjin's age, and you absolutely adored their music.

You had also mentioned that Dowoon was your favorite, because he was the youngest and cute as hell. Brian hand't been to happy about that conversation.

You finished the song off beautifully, staring at Brian as you sang in a gorgeous honey-voice.

"I," You smiled at him softly.

"Love," You tilted your head cutely.

"You..." You winked at him with a grin, bowing as the people around started applauding your performance.

"Waaah. Noona, that was great!" Younghyun said, welcoming you back with a hug and kiss to your cheek.

You giggled, scrunching up your face as his lips touched your cheek before he pulled away, your arms wrapping around his torso.

"Thank you."

He smiled at you stupidly, taking your hand and leading you onto one of the carts that were driving around the place, asking the driver to take you back to your hotel.

You leaned against the back of the cart as Brian leaned against the car-railing, looking out at the brightly illuminated city that was full of life and buzzing with activity.

You smiled, leaning up and off of the back of the cart to give him a warm back hug, leaning your cheek against him and sighing contentedly.

"What? You can't be tired already, can you?" He asked playfully, turning around to wrap his arms around your waist, looking down at you lovingly.

You shook your head with a pout, leaning your chin on his chest. “Not at all. I just felt like giving the guy I like a hug."

He snickered, pecking your lips and pulling away with a shit eating grin. "I thought you loved me, noona?"

"Eat shit, you brat—" You huffed angrily at him, turning away with a pout.

“Noona wait, I was kidding!"

•••

You put the key to your hotel in the keyhole, unlocking the door with a giant koala clinging to you, his head nuzzled into your shoulder. You hung up the keys and lightly pushed Younghyun off to hang up your coat. He made sure to remove his coat, too, the turtleneck he was wearing showing just the tips of his fingers.

You had managed to kick off your shoes before Brian grabbed you again, his own shoes somewhere in the corner of the room. You tried to get him off as you started nearing the bed, huffing and puffing with your effort. You turned around suddenly, yelling at him tiredly before squealing as your knees hit the back of the bed, in turn making you loose your footing.

"오모!—" You grunted as you landed on your back, Younghyun hovering over you. He watched you with slowly dilating pupils. You chuckled, leaning up to kiss him slowly, pulling away just as you noticed him trying to deepen the kiss, making him chase after you hastily. He whined when you 'tsked' at him, smirking playfully when you pushed him off and moved further up the bed.

"Not now, Foxy. I'm tired." He pouted at you childishly, nevertheless getting in next to you and wrapping himself around you. He sighed comfortably, pressing his nose into the nook of your neck before softly singing the same song from the busking station to you. You closed your eyes blissfully, smiling as you heard him whisper: 'I, love, you...'

You turned around, kissing his nose and brushing a strand of hair from his face.

"I love you too, my little fox." He smiled at you, kissing you before making you nuzzle your head under his chin, playing with your hair until the two of you fell asleep.

[strayfoxxchan]

Class Time (Part 2)

Pairing: Bang Chan x f!reader (Y/N)

Genre: Fluff, Teacher AU

Content Warning: None

A/N: Okay, so @that-crazy-five-foot-two-chick requested I finish this, and then I did, and then the power went out, and then I drove out to see my parents, and then the power went out again. So there might... be a part 3 eventually?

Chris motions you toward the door. “Come on, then.”

You gather your coat and bag and join him in leaving the art classroom. You lock up behind you.

“I��m telling you, I am absolutely useless when it comes to… well, any type of sport,” you chuckle nervously as you stroll down the hall to the stairs. “The last time I tried to play a sport, I got hit in the face with a plastic baseball bat, nearly ripped the braces right off my teeth,” you shudder, remembering more the embarrassment than the pain.  [a/n: true story my sister insisted I include]

“B-braces? Are you saying you haven’t done any sports since, what, high school?” He looks aghast. 

“What’s the saying again? Fool me once, never again?” You say. 

He laughs heartily, gasping for air. “I don’t think that’s how the saying goes.” It takes him a moment to recover from his breathless laughter. Something about his laughter made you wish he would laugh all the time. 

You just shrug and flash a smile at him. “Anything to keep these pearly whites safe.” You flick your hair behind you in an attempt to look haughty, but you smile anyway.

Chris pushes the gym doors open, and students are already standing around waiting. They’re scattered about, playing games amongst themselves. 

From the distance, you hear a familiar gasp and the patter of trainers heading toward you. “Wah, seonsaengnim?! You’re here too?!” Dowoon skids to a stop just short of running straight into you. 

“Your coach helped me today, so it’s only fair.” You chuckle.

The students gather themselves around Chris before he even has the chance to ask them. 

“So today,” he starts, giving you a mischievous glance before turning his attention to the students, “we’ll be having a little… how should we say… competition?” He rubs his hands together.

Your stomach drops. Competition?!

“It’ll be Channie-ssaem against Y/N-ssaem and it’ll be a little game of dodgeball.”

You fail to stifle a guffaw and it comes out more like a snort than a laugh. And then you laugh a little more before you stop dead-pan to look him straight in the eye. “D-dodgeball?”

“Don’t worry, we’ll just pick the teams and watch,” he seems to enjoy watching you squirm. “Y/N-ssaem and I will pick the teams.”

Dowoon pipes up from the spot he’s chosen on the floor. “What happens if you win?” 

“Oh, we should make a bet, shouldn’t we?” Chris puts a hand on his hip. “If I win, Y/N-ssaem has to buy me dinner. Counter?” The students ooh and ahhh, nudging each other and giggling. 

You look up at him, arms crossed and lips pursed. “If I win, you have to model for my class for the rest of the week.” This sends a ripple of boos across the class. I guess that wasn’t as spicy as the kids hoped it would be, huh? 

The two of you divvy up the class into two. Chris calls his team the Wolverines, affectionately named after Australia’s own Hugh Jackman, and you call your team the Picassoes. They split themselves off across each half of the gym.

“Alright, kids, you know the rules! No head shots, no groin shots, everything else is fair game. You catch a ball, the student who threw it is out. Make us proud!” He yells, blowing his whistle. 

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Chris kneel down and hit play on what you can only describe as a CD player right out of the early aughts. You clearly catch his distinctive voice on the tracks, and the music adds so much energy to the already chaotic game. 

Rubber balls are flying about, students running, jumping, and spinning around to avoid being caught by the balls. They laugh joyfully all the while. Even as students begin to get hit, they still cackle raucously. 

And then, one by one, the teams begin to shrink. Rather, your team begins to shrink, and rapidly. They’re having too much fun to notice that their numbers have dropped nearly to half. Chris comes to stand beside you, nudging you. 

“I have pretty expensive taste, y’know.” 

“And I make an art teacher's salary, so it better not be that expensive.” You grumble. 

“I think I want a big ol’ lamb chop.”

“Do they even have lamb chops in K—-,” your sentence is cut off as a rubber ball comes flying and hits you directly in the face, knocking you off your feet. 

You hear balls bouncing as students drop everything to check on you. Chris drops to his knees. 

“Y/N! Y/N, are you alright?!” Chris takes your hand and pulls you up, then runs his hand down your cheek. “It’s all red,” he frowns.

“Sports and me don’t mix, I tried to tell you,” you smile and promptly wince, cheek stinging something fierce. Just as you get to your feet, the bell rings. 

Dowoon runs up to you, backpack in hand . “Ssaem,” he says with a giggle, “have a nice date!” The teenager winks at you and runs for the door. Your hand flies straight for your face, greeting you with another stinging pain where rubber met flesh. 

In his office, Chris sits you down, gingerly placing an ice pack on your cheek. “I’m sorry, Y/N,” he says softly, face full of concern. “You’re pretty tough though, yeah?”

“I suppose,” you say, eyes glued to the ground. He’s close, really close. You look up and the two of you lock eyes for a moment. And then another, and another. You can feel his warm breath on your skin. 

You both clear your throats at the same time, causing a fit of giggles. “S-so, dinner tonight?” He smiles warmly at you. “I’m thinking… Ramyeon? 7/11? What do you say?”

“Oooh, pricey.” You grin. “A little out of my price range, but I can make it work,” you chuckle and wink at him. 

“Shall we?” He holds his arm out which you take as you head out of the gymnasium doors. 

The bus ride back to your stop is much the same as it had been that morning, if a little colder as the sun begins to duck beneath the Seoul skyline. The two of you huddle together a little closer, the warmth of the bigger man enough to keep you comfortable. He pulls out his phone and nudges you. 

“D’you wanna see something cool?” He waggles his eyebrows at you. 

“Is it actually cool or is it something gross?” You giggle at the expression on his face and turn your attention to his phone screen. 

He scrolls through a few apps before triumphantly showing you “Shiny. Charizard.” 

You look back up to him, enthusiastically pulling out your own phone. 

The two of you chuckle like school children, comparing your teams and discussing the intricacies of IVs before the robotic voice signaling your stop rings out over the bus loudspeakers. 

“That’s us,” Chris says, standing up and holding his hands out to pull you up from the seats. He moves beside you, hand placed gently on the small of your back guiding you as the bus slows to a halt. He jumps out of the bus, and holds your hand steady as you disembark. 

“7/11?” You say, and he nods back at you. 

“7/11.”

[lemonietrinket]

How Day6 would react to them being your first kiss

AN: requested by anon, i hope this was what you were after! i tried my best, and i think it turned out alright (rest of the members under the cut)

Sungjin

as i’ve said before in another reaction, sungjin imo opinion dates to marry (or an equivalent if marriage is not for you, as though i get the vibe he’s quite traditional, for the right person he would be very easily convinced)

so he treats all of his relationships as if they’re going to be The One

this means he probably has reasonable experience with a small number of long term-ish relationships

so you’re not his first, but he has a good idea on how to treat you

your first kiss will probably not come along that early in the relationship

taking things slow is a must, and an idea you can get behind

so when it finally comes round, and you admit that he’ll be your first kiss, he’s secretly over the moon

because it means he’s found someone who understands and get things like he does 

but also so he can make sure it goes right

he’s not super confident with his skills or anything lol, not like that

just he knows that he will make sure it’s under your parameters

you’d probably ask him to lead you, since you’re not particularly sure what you’re doing

and he would be so careful when he presses his lips to yours, lightly tipping your chin with the curl of his index finger and the pad of his thumb

the kiss would be short and very chaste, a starting point for you to make your way from and into the deep end if you wanted to

it would probably leave you wanting more not long after but

you go at your own pace

after all, he’s pretty sure that this time you are The One, and that means you have all the time in the world

Jae

this boy has probably got experience

come on, with a voice like that, with humour like that, with a smile like that, with his deep moments and kindness

ok im preaching to the choir here 

the point is, he’s probably kissed a lot of people

so when kissing comes up

and it’ll come up pretty quick imo because he’s probably quite affectionate as a partner

he’s going to find it adorable that you haven’t had your first yet

but it’s no problem, he’ll just be extra gentle—tho let’s be real, i can’t really picture him being anything much different lol

he woudn’t be as cautious as sungjin, and just ask whenever he felt the moment was right, and won’t take it too personally if you tell him ‘not yet’

when the yes comes, he’ll start slow

it’ll probably be one of those long ones, the light ones that make you linger and hang onto the end, waiting for the next part to come

once you part, if you don’t erupt into giggles and blushed cheeks, he’ll happily offer you another, deeper one

there’s one thing for sure, it’ll easily become a staple of your romantic relationship, so prepare for kisses everywhere sksksk 

Younghyun

ugh the romance

look, he’s charismatic, he’s confident

if it’s your first kiss, he’s gonna make sure it’s the best first kiss you could ever have

i imagine he’s more of a spur of the moment kind of guy

if you’re akin to a heroine of a jane austen-esque novel (like me) and would prefer to be asked first then let him know, he’ll remember and will do so

otherwise, he’ll wait for the perfect moment before he leans in, quiet like the movies, or with something suave to say

he will take the lead, so just relax because you’re not going to know what to do but you’re in good hands

will hold the small of your back or cup your cheek as your lips meet, and it’ll probably be the definition of sparks igniting

probably the most passionate first kiss of the lot, and it will be unforgettable

lucky

Wonpil

now first appearances would dictate that wonpil has limited experience

but then again, if you think back to when you were a baby myday, if you were told one member of day6 had a tattoo, would you have guessed it was pil?

yeah, that logic may apply here too

regardless somewhat of his history, i have a feeling that if he’s had his first kiss, it perhaps wasn’t that important or memorable and neither kinda were some of the ones that followed :/

either way he’s going to find the fact that you want him to be your first kiss absolutely heartbreakingly adorable

and he’ll probably tell you that

guy’s got little shame

he’s also highly affectionate, so kissing is important to him

meaning that there’s a lot riding on the first kiss of the lot

and it would come up really quick

as soon as it’s brought up, he will immediately enquire if you want to have it then

you’d probably be snuggling on the sofa alone when it comes up so don’t worry about privacy, that’s taken care for

no matter when you agree, he’ll be all smiles when it happens, but with a certain steel in his eyes

he probably wouldn’t consider himself the best kisser, but he wants your first to be good (otherwise yo might not ever kiss him again and that would be very bad) and so he resolves himself to giving you the best first wonpil kiss he can give you

since you don’t know what you’re doing, he’d probably encourage you by telling you to follow his lead and just do what feels right

will try and lead you as best he can, though it’s not his speciality. even if he initiated it, he would usually let his partners lead him before tbh

the kiss ends up being probably very soft, lasting mere moments but feeling like much longer

as you pull away, he would quickly dip back in a plant a very quick and final one upon your lips, before meeting your eyes again 

the two of yu are probably quite shy afterwards, so cuddles are what follows

but slowly it will become instinct, and you may find yourself initiating them even more than he does

Dowoon

look, im 78% sure dowoon has only had one relationship in his life that probably didn’t last super long either

so first kiss, 50/50 on whether he’s even had it yet himself 

and if he did, he probably didn’t learn much from it, or maybe even enjoy it :(

now that he’s come out of his shell a bit more, he’s able to put himself in a relationship again, this time for the best reasons, and once again is in a position to take that next step

so intrinsically, neither of you know what you’re doing

but that’s ok! you’re in the same boat, and you can learn together, which is arguably the best way—there’s no guilt or as much embarrassment

so after a while, when the two of you are ready, and you’ve probably spoken about it a bit (though perhaps not extensively, unless you are a lot more forward than he is) the time will come

it’s probably not in a place that screams ‘special’ but it’ll be safe and easy and comfortable, and it’ll be worth it in itself rather than for the circumstances around it

it’s probably awkward, but once you figure positioning after a brief nose bump, it’s not too bad

yeah you probably have to wrack your brains for kiss scenes you’ve watched in dramas and movies for a vague idea, but it goes well!

for a first kiss

where neither party really knows what to do

:)

as time goes on, you’ll grow more confident

and tho dowoon doesn’t give off strong kissing vibes as being his primary form of physical affection (more of a hand-holder if you ask me), i think it would grow more common, though only in the private sphere

though don’t underestimate the power of head and temple kisses in public

it will ruin you just wait 

~~~

Masterlist

[angelic-jeonghan1004]

Okay? || Rowoon

Edit: this was initially made for a different idol but due to recent news I don't want to have work of him on my account! so I swapped the idol since I still really enjoyed writing this piece.

Synopsis: the big puppy dog eyed boy was obviously in love with you, but only once you realize your feelings it's at what cost?

Pairing: Rowoon x reader

Warning: mentions of a fight, bruises 

Genre: Fluff, angst if you squint

gif credits to rightful owner

Going to school with Rowoon for a while and he'd always stay by your side. Acting like a lost puppy without you he truly adored you as a friend, because of that he ended up becoming your best friend. You're not sure of where his eagerness to become your friend came from but you're genuinely happy to have him in your life.

As you went into the classroom with him going to sit next to you, the class started but you could feel his eyes on you.

"What do you want, Rowoon?" You whispered looking at him

"Just to appreciate your beautiful face." He said with a smug look copping your whispering tone.

"Maybe you should get some work done."

"Hey I am! I'm working on remembering all your facial features." He said giggling. Rowoon never feared flirting with you.

Rolling your eyes at him you chuckled and you could see the big grin on his face. Continuing in your class most days were like this. Throughout all your time going to school and knowing each other, he has never given you a dull moment. Sometimes it'd get frustrating from his consistent affection, he always loves holding your hand, giving you hugs; always making it seem like you were in a relationship destroying any chance of you finding a significant other. Not like Rowoon really cared too much for that factor. To say for yourself you never knew your feelings for Rowoon so you're not sure how much you mind too.

☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ♡ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ ♡ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ ♡ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ♡

Lunch period starts with Rowoon accompanying you to your regular spot at a small table. Trying to do all he can to make you laugh as he does weird impressions, doing silly dances, any chance to get you to smile; it sparks a question you yet to ask him even though it has been on your mind.

"Rowoon"

"Yes y/n?" He asks curiosity in his tone.

"Why do you always hang around me, we're best friends obviously but what drew you to become friends with me?" You asked, staring at him mirroring the look of curiosity.

"That's easy, I'm in love with you. Before we became friends I loved the way even if you are anxious to talk to someone new you'll always give them a welcoming smile, how you won't let people push you over, there's so much to you that fascinated me to become acquainted and I continue to be." The serious yet playfulness in his tone with his puppy dog eyes made your heart do a flip, you have never been one to necessarily think you have feelings for him so you brush it off. He notes how he's in love with you in situations like that but you always seem to brush it off thinking it only playful.

☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ♡ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ ♡ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ ♡ ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ♡

With Rowoon’s perfect attendance; you were confused as to why he didn't arrive at school without telling you. Him never missing a class you feel a sense of loneliness without your tall friendly giant accompanying you. School day goes by and as you hope to see him the next day he never comes. Getting worried you want to text him but scared of just seeming like a dummy for him just being sick since that was the likely answer; with his main goal to sleep throughout the day to fix his colds you decided to brush it off till you hear two girls in the hallway.

"Did you hear Rowoon got in a fight with a few boys recently for making comments about y/n?" One of the girls said. Your heart dropped, not intervening in their conversation eager to know more.

"No way is that why he hasn't been at school? I mean it makes sense he's head over heels for her. Remind me, are they dating?" The second girl responded.

"They look like it, but it's never been confirmed. Sadly poor lover boy won the fight but two vs one he got quite beat out of him." The first girl said. Not even caring you left the school campus, heading straight to his house you walked fastly knowing it would take 20 minutes or so. As you walked your heart had no idea how to feel, are you mad he got in a fight for you? Or are you touched by how much he cares for you? With all of it running through your mind you start to realize.

You're in love with Kim Rowoon. Head spinning over your realization. You didn't realize you had finally gotten to his block till you saw his house. Making your way to his door you knocked on it.

Opening the door he was confused yet happy to see your face, smiling he said

"Hey y/n? What are you doing here isn't class still-" cutting himself off he realized his face is bruised. He quickly turns away from you to hide the purple and blue marks. But it serves no use as you slide past his big frame into his house. 

"Rowoon let me see your face" you said putting your hand on his cheek making him look at you. His face becoming red as he avoids gaze, you caressed his bruise lightly with your thumb.

"Why didn't you tell me? you don't have to fight for me. I can handle things like that so you don't need to get hurt because of me." You said, causing his emotions of feeling shy to go down with a statement to counteract yours.

"I'll always fight for you, you shouldn't have to deal with gross words or bad people. I'll take a beating to make sure someone knows not to mess with you." He said with sincerity in his voice.

Getting on your tippy toes you planted a kiss to his lips, in absolute shock he was a bit late to reciprocate the kiss. Leaning away you looked him in the eyes.

"I'm in love with you, I would love to not see you bruised and blooded because of me. So please stay out of trouble okay?" Your hand continued to caress his cheek and he could only do at most a nod even though he was in absolute cloud 9. No words could comprehend the happiness you gave him.

[etherealyoungk]

Hey if possible could you do a Day6 imagine when you're talking to a member and they confess they like you, even though you're dating another member?

Thank you 💖

anon 😭 let's bring the heartbreak shall we...

written in sungjin's pov:

i was walking to our meeting place, the place we always met up to catch up with each other, the corner café. i was going to meet y/n. we've been friends for a while now and i've always adored her, taken care of her. we've grown, laughed and made a lot of fun memories together. but i only realized my feelings for her when she started dating someone. i found myself being mad and annoyed and jealous specially and it wasn't until i found myself wishing that she was with me instead of him did my feelings come to light. and i felt so stupid, why didn't i realize earlier?

should i tell her or not? i know she's in a relationship right now but how long am i supposed to keep it in? i also didn't want to ruin our friendship. would she feel weird to still be friends with me after i confess? i've been thinking about this all week and it's been weighing me down. even now, whenever i see her, all i can think of how i wish she was with me - i know it's selfish. i actually had a moment of doubt about whether i should meet her today but i still went because i missed her. i wanted to see her, especially her smile, it just makes my heart flip.

i found her sitting at our usual spot, early as always and she waved to me, with a delighted smile on her face. "hey there", i say, sitting down opposite her.

"i already ordered, the usual right?", she asks and i nod.

we talk for a bit and catch up for a while but after while, i kind of zone out because i'm still contemplating about telling her or not.

"hey? you okay?", she asks.

"yeah", i say with a nervous laugh.

"what's up? there's something on your mind right?", she says, reading my mind.

"no-", but she cuts me off by giving me a look and i shrug.

"fine...it's just that...i know that you're in a relationship but", i start, sighing as i look at her, not sure how to say it to her.

"but what?", she perks up, leaning forward.

"i..i like you y/n, i've liked you for a while now but i was too dumb and only realized my feelings for you when you starting dating him. i wasn't going to tell you first but...", i confess softly. she doesn't say anything.

just then she looks out the window. "it's snowing", she says with a small smile. i turned my head to look out and it was snowing, soft, white flecks falling from the sky. we watched the snow fall together, the white flurry pouring down steadily. i realized at i watched the snow that i didn't feel heavy anymore. i would wait for her answer, whether it was a nice one or not, i'm sure we could come to an understanding

[pilliepollie]

Day6 react to you "calling” another guy

Thanks so much for liking it! I actually had a lot of fun coming up with these scenarios! (LINK for those of you who haven’t read it)

Jae

It was late into the evening and you and Jae are finishing up cleaning after dinner. Being the cheeky devil you are you decided to pull a little prank. Walking over to the couch you sat down and pulled out your phone, “Hey what’s up JUSTIN! You haven’t called me in a while and I just wanna know how you been?... Good good, oh me? I just ate dinner, yeah not much happening right now.” Listening from the other side of the kitchen washing dishes, Jae begins to get confused since name he hasn’t heard ever, Justin? Who’s Justin?! Y/n’s never talked about him before. That Justin guy better not get near Y/n. “A date? At the movies? Tomorrow at 7-”, interrupting your lil act your boyfriend comes storming in, “HEY WAIT A MINUTE NOW WHO DOES THIS CHUMP THINK HE IS?!” You laugh hysterically, wheezing while trying to capture this moment of him in his angry stance, “Babe it was just a prank 😂🤳.” You turn around to show him your phone, there was nothing on the screen except a cute photo of you two. Speechless, he still even had his bright yellow dish gloves on, holding a sponge in one hand and a spoon on the other, “Oh you are so done. C’MERE YOU😤 ” The night ended with Jae chasing you around the house trying to catch you with his wet soapy gloves still on, “COME ON BABE YOU AT LEAST OWE ME A HUG AFTER ALL THAT!” 

Sungjin

My goodness, this man would just stop in his tracks as he listens to your so called conversation with “Kyle”🤭. Good thing your back was facing him, otherwise your wide grin would’ve ruined the whole thing. You planned on doing this prank as soon as he gets home from work. Hearing the keys entering the lock and the knob turning, you proceed with the prank. “Haha yeah I remember that... Me? KYLE you’re asking me if I’m free tomorrow?” Being the protective boyfriend he is, Sungjin starts to get a little mad, “Alright I’ve had enough of this.” he murmured. Walking over to you, Sungjin lightly taps your shoulder and motions his hand to let you give him your phone to give “Kyle” a piece of his mind, “Hey Kyle, this is Sungjin, I’m not sure if you know me or are aware of our relationship but I’m Y/n’s BOYFRIEND, I repeat, B. F. BOYFRIEND. So run along now and go ask out someone else because she/he’s taken buddy.” Hearing you giggle from his passive aggressive response to “Kyle”, he turns to you with a confused face, “What? I can’t just let some random guy take my girl/boy can I?”, “Babe look at the screen.” Looking over to your phone, he sees the notes app being opened up with the words, “Who’s Kyle? Sounds like a made up guy to me ;)” Congrats, your boyfriend is now jaw dropped, and eyes widened 😲. “You little-” 

Young K

The only member to catch onto your little joke in my opinion. But before finding out, he’d just stare at you like “ಠ_ಠ... So you just gonna let this happen huh?” In between your guys’ dinner, you decided to pull the prank, needless to say, saying another guy’s name was all it took for Younghyun to completely stop eating. With a mouth full of spaghetti he continues to listen, *What’s he saying? Is he asking you out?!* he mouthed. You shook your head, *Not telling*, I guess that’s what made him think that it could possibly be a prank, which it was. Being the annoying Brian he is and wanting to test his so called “theory”, he did what any boyfriend would do, or any annoying, crazy, and out of their mind kind of boyfriend would do. Thank god it wasn’t a real call because it would have been a major rollercoaster trying to explain this man’s actions. “OHH Y/N! GOD THAT FEELS SO GOOD!”, “YOUNGHYUN WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!”, “YEAH JUST LIKE THAT BABY MMM RIGHT THERE YEAH THAT’S THE SPOT!” At this point you’d have to stop, god you could see the smug written all over his face, “You think you can prank me like that? I don’t think so babe 😘.” Needless to say, never make him suspicious during any REAL phone calls otherwise you’ll be in royally big trouble 😅

Wonpil

I actually think Wonpil wouldn’t do anything, he’d just sit there not knowing what to do and kinda just wallow in sorrow around the house all day until you’d have to tell him that if was just a prank. “Babe what’s wrong? You’ve been walking around the house and looking like someone sucked the energy outta you.”, “Well I don’t know.. just leave me alone and go over to TYLER’S place because he asked you to come over and it SEEMS like he’s a funnier guy than me. >:( ” Lowkey about to be on the verge of tears until you started laughing over his jealous and bratty state, you walk over to him and squish his cheeks, making his lips pucker out in a cute way. “It was just a prank Wonpil, a skit, a one man show. I just wanted to see how you would react if it actually were to happen.” This poor boy would just stay quiet for a few seconds, trying to put 2 and 2 together 😂, “So Tyler isn’t a real person 🥺️?” “No babe he is not.” You and I and the whole myday community both know that Wonpil is the crybaby in the group so you best believe the waterworks will start flowing. “WAAAAAGHHHHHH”, making ugly sobbing noises with a running nose starting to form. “OH BABY NO I’M SORRY I WON’T DO THAT AGAIN I PROMISE!” Looks like you’re going to him a coddle him up with lots of kisses and I love yous because the poor man just went through a whole set of emotions within those few hours. Lesson learned, this man’s level of emotions will be the downfall of him someday.

Dowoon

Chilling on the couch, Dowoon has not given you any attention what so ever this whole evening, instead he focused all his attention on his Nintendo switch. “Woonieee~ can we cuddle 🥺️?” Only to hear his response a few seconds later, “Sorry Y/n I gotta finish these last levels, I’m so close to getting to gold tier.” A few minutes later~ You come back to the couch with your phone in hand and up to your ear, “Yeah I could eat... Chipotle sounds great... see you in 10..JOSH.” Pretty sure it took him a few minutes to comprehend what just happened, when he did his fingers slipped leading to the game console to fall on his face. He gets up and goes over to you, mouthing the words *Y/n what are you doing 😕.* Ignoring him, you proceed with your act, “Oh are you on your way right now?” purposely smiling. Dowoon snaps and grabs your phone, lifting his arm way up into the air so you wouldn’t be able to reach it. “HEY DOWOON GIVE IT B-”, “I’LL CUDDLE WITH YOU FOR THE REST OF THE NIGHT AND GIVE YOU FULL ATTENTION JUST PLEASE DON’T GO SEE A RANDOM DUDE OK!”, “Oh ok 😏”, “Wait what.” Confused over your quick response, he brings his arm back down and looks down at the screen, “Google search: Ways to get your boyfriend’s attention... Number 1- Pretend you’re calling another man.” Dowoon looks up at you like he’s just seen a dead man, “Y/n I lost all my progress because of you.” Giggling, “Yes I know,” you say, skipping happily to the bedroom, “Now quit standing around it’s time for cuddles 😊.” Laughing in disbelief over your whole act, “You’re lucky I love you.”, “Yes yes I love you too now get your cute ass over here.”

[alrisklightvale]

Lean on Me | Day6 Anniversary Prompt #1

Full anniversary countdown challenge

D-13 : Lean on me

Genre: DAY6 x reader : siblings au // a bit fluff?

Description: After an exhausting class, an unexpected rainfall and a pile of homeworks and responsibilities given to you from the school, you feel sick. You don't want you brothers to know not until Sungjin told you to lean on them when you need it no matter what.

Word Count: 1,413 words

Rain is pouring hard. Forgot to bring your umbrella, you rush on the road towards your house and you open the front door while catching your breath.

Silence greeted you and the lights are off. That means your brothers are not home yet.

You quickly change your clothes and open your laptop that is on your study table. You didn't mind taking a bath and didn't care if you will catch a cold. Your school tasks are more important.

You are the president of your class and due to your school's annual festival coming, you are assigned to do several things for your section. Plus homework that is due tomorrow, you can't help but finish all of these quickly.

An hour later, you feel cold so you touch your neck.

Shoot. You reach your thermometer and monitor your body temperature. You're sick. Great.

But you didn't mind, You should finish the pile of works first.

You keep on working without a break until 11:30 pm. The surroundings are getting colder so you wear your jacket and your glasses because your eyes are sore. When you feel that your body wants to surrender you decided to drink water downstairs.

"Y/N? You're still awake?"

You jumped, and almost spill your drink. You turned and saw your brother, Sungjin along with your older brothers putting their instruments in the living room.

"Umm.. yes, that's why you see me here right?"

You are the youngest of the group. Jae the oldest, followed by Sungjin, Younghyun, Wonpil, Dowoon then you. Your brothers are a group of talented musicians. Each of them can play their respective instruments. You even told them that you are talentless and can't play but you didn't know that Jae and Wonpil saw you playing their guitar and piano alone in the living room a long ago. So they can say you have the skill too.

"But you're supposed to be in your room and sleeping tight right?" Younghyun said. "It's past your curfew."

"No, I woke up because I'm thirsty," Of course it's a lie. You are rushing to finish your homework so you can plan about the tasks given by your teacher for your school's annual festival. Plus you are sick! What an unfortunate event!

Due to their hectic and stressful schedules and they have problems with their upcoming album, you didn't tell them about what happened to your school and yourself lately. You did not want to cause more problems for them.

You have no plan of telling this condition you have right now either. So you decided to keep it by yourself.

You forced a smile and wave as you put your glass on the table and walk towards the stairs, "I'll go back to sleep, good night!"

Before you could reach the first staircase, Someone grip your left arm turns out its Dowoon.

"But can I ask if-- wait you're hot! Are you sick?" Oh no.

"N-no!"

Your sight is blurry, because of your condition. Among the group, you have a weak immune system than them. But you tried to hold on.

That's when Sungjin took his steps and stop towards you with his concerned look. He touches your forehead. "Yah Y/N! Wh--"

Before he can continue you collapse on the floor. You tried to keep awake, but the darkness swallowed you.

*

You flutter your eyes open and feel the coldness on your forehead. It was Wonpil who applies a wet cloth to your head.

"Oh Y/N-shii, why did you lie?"

You are in your room. Wonpil is beside you. You also noticed that Younghyun is in his serious look on your study table, reading your science textbook while glancing at the homework on your laptop.

"You should go back to sleep," he put the cloth on a basin of water and squeezed it so the water will come out, and put it back on your head.

"N-no I should take care of the homework first."

"Y/N I think you should rest first," At last Younghyun took off his eyes on the textbook and look in your direction. "Take it too slow okay? You should rest, I'll take care of your homework."

Now you feel guilty. They are already stressed about their work, in producing music. Then you are sick-- You can't help but tell the truth on how you catch this fever and apologize. If you bought your umbrella, you shouldn't end up here. But everything happened in a blink of an eye.

"I-"

Wonpil glance from Younghyun to you, "Hmm?"

"I'm s-sorry. If I bought my umbrella and didn't overwork myself, this didn't happen..."

"No, it's not your fault, don't apologize," Dowoon entered the scene with medicine and water, "I think we should blame the rain for what they did to you."

You can't help but chuckle. Dowoon didn't fail to make you smile despite your sick, but his look turns serious and walks towards you as you tried to sit while Wonpil assisting you, "But why lie?"

But your brothers couldn't believe it that you lied for the first time in front of them. You always tell the truth because all of you promised not to keep secrets. Or it seems.

But you have your valid reason... Sometimes it's better to lie...

"Y-you knows, I'm just worried... All of you are so busy with your work. And here I am causing trouble.." The rest looked at you but you look down and proceed, "...But here you guys are, taking care of me."

Jae also entered the scene and took a glance at you before walking forward. When he walked closer you noticed your favorite food on your signature plate.

"Because we care for you!" Both Wonpil and Dowoon replied in unison.

"That's how family works right?" Wonpil added. "You are our youngest! Of course, you are deserved to be cared for and loved."

"Tchh. cheesy," Jae muttered that only you and he can only hear. The younger darted a glare at the latter before looking back to you.

"Oh and Sungjin said that you are not going to school tomorrow," Jae put your food on the table beside Wonpil. "He already told your teacher, and you better get well first."

"But--"

"So stubborn," You heard Dowoon whisper who is now sitting beside Younghyun.

You thanked them for the food and started eating, moments later Younghyun finally finished your homework and decided to sit near you and talk about the things that happened while they are making their songs.

Sungjin finally entered your room minutes later. He was carrying a paper with music notes probably a music sheet. You insist on them to sleep but they don't want to because they want to monitor you due to your weak immune system.

*

You woke up and you don't feel sick anymore. You are the only one in your and glance at the clock on your table. 6:02 AM.

Wait, Sunrise!

Since childhood, you love sunrise and sunsets. It fascinates you how the yellow ball of fire, also known as the sun, slowly going up to the sky (or going down the horizon)

You find yourself rushing towards the rooftop. And to your surprise, Your brothers are there sitting on the long chair. When you close the door, it creates a loud thug that made them look at you.

"As expected," Younghyun smiled as you walk towards them.

"You guys have work right?"

"Yep but we will go there by afternoon," Sungjin answered as you sit between them.

Silence takes over the scene as you don't know what to say or start a conversation.

But Sungjin broke the silence first by calling your name.

"Y/N."

You turned to him with a questioning look but turn into a smile after you heard what he said.

"I hope that you don't hesitate to tell the truth next time. We also appreciate why you didn't tell us what happened to you."

"And you can lean to us and rest if you need it," Jae added. "I know you are independent but in the time when you need us the most, just say it."

"And don't lie," Younghyun said. "That's the golden rule of the house."

"And don't worry we are right behind you!" Wonpil smiled as he looks back at the rising sun.

You love peaceful moments like this. And from now on, you won't lie to them ever again.

-Eunhee-shii

[kwanisms]

Happy October & Happy Halloween, ghoulies! 

This year @uwu-yifan​ and myself are collaborating for the best time of the year with 5 spooky stories starring the members of Day6! This was Sky's idea, so please give her some love. And now without further ado, let's get into the stories!

⤑ genre: supernatural au, werecat!Wonpil, smut ⤑ pairing: werecat!Wonpil x witch!OC ⤑ warning: smut, fluff, supernatural elements, sexual content, violence, and an extreme amount of fluff at the end lol ⤑ summary: Being cursed as a werecat, Wonpil wishes he'd been bitten by a werewolf. Instead of turning into a fearsome half man, half beast every full moon, he turns into an eight pound black house cat. What will happen one night when he gets rescued by a witch named Ok-hee and taken to her home?

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⤑ genre: supernatural au, incubus!Sungjin, smut ⤑ pairing: incubus!Sungjin x occultist!Reader ⤑ warning: smut, supernatural elements, satanic and occult themes, sexual content, more warnings to come ⤑ summary: Sungjin is an incubus that hasn't seen any action in years. So when Y/N summons him, not thinking the ritual would work, Sungjin is more than willing to play her little game. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, Sungjin doesn't make deals; but that doesn't mean summoning him will be a complete waste of time, right?

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⤑ genre: supernatural au, harpy! Jae, angst, smut ⤑ pairing: harpy! Jae x human! reader ⤑ warning: smut, sexual content, supernatural elements, some obsessive behavior, more warnings to come ⤑ summary: Y/N has always been highly fascinated by mythology, Greek specifically, which has led her to push to become the teacher's aide for her university's best Greek mythology professor. She knows every face in the room, has honed her craft and she knows as much about mythological creatures and one could possibly know. Until a new face pops up among the sea of students and he changes everything she thought she knew. 

➭ Coming: 2020/10/29

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⤑ genre: supernatural au, merman! Dowoon, smut, fluff ⤑ pairing: merman! Dowoon x lighthouse caretaker! reader ⤑ warning: smut, sexual content, some violence, more warnings to come ⤑ summary: After a rough semester resulting a bad breakup, Y/N agrees to spend her fall break working for her uncle as the lighthouse keeper, even though it isn't an active lighthouse anymore. She spends her days selling tickets to tourists and her nights outside the small cottage next to the lighthouse with warm tea, just enjoying the solitude. One night soon after arriving, she hears a small splash, followed by a larger one near the cottage. Her whole trip is becoming something unreal.

➭ Coming: 2020/10/30

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⤑ genre: supernatural au, kumiho!Young K, smut, fluff ⤑ pairing: kumiho!Young K x human!Reader ⤑ warning: smut, supernatural elements, sexual content,  ⤑ summary: Younghyun lives alone in a small cabin in a remote part of the forest. He is a kumiho, the Korean version of a kitsune. Using his fox form, he patrols the area and keeps the forest safe. One day, during his usual patrol, he happens across a young camper, whom he later saves from a bear attack and brings her to his cabin to tend to her. What will happen when he lets a stranger into his life?

➭ Coming: 2020/10/31

[blizzardfluffykpop]

A Gingerbread Success?

Summary: Setting up gingerbread houses is a lot more difficult than one would believe.

Oneshot

Fluff, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 922

Dowoon X Reader

Requested: For your 12 days of christmas could i request number 4 w/ dowoon from day6 if you don’t mind? happy holidays btw!

Prompt: 4. Making gingerbread houses (and failing miserably).

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After Christmas shopping for the past week, it's finally time to buy our Christmas dinner. We walk around the grocery store, picking up what we need until we reach the seasonal aisle; “You wanna make gingerbread houses?” He asks as we pass a large stand of different gingerbread creations. I smile over at him, “Heck yeah!” He grins and grabs two houses, one for each of us. And with that, we decided to check out. The two of us discussed our ideas of what we wanted our gingerbread houses to look like all the way home. “Where the roof aligns, I’m placing a row of gumdrops.” He grins, “I think I’m going to make them look like shingles.”

We rush inside the house, putting away all the groceries and clearing the kitchen counter. He opens the boxes as I grab us both something to drink while we create our gingerbread houses. Once we open them, we start breaking them apart and leaning the pieces against each other to see which one goes where. He grabs the icing first and starts icing two sides to each other. I put icing all around in a square to glue the pieces to the plate, and at first, it’s working well as I ice the sides together. When the wall closest to me starts falling inwards, they all follow along and fold in a pile. I groan and look over at Dowoon’s set-up, and he’s holding two pieces together. He lets go, and they stand with ease, and he does the same to the next two panels. I rebuild, holding them down and together, not letting them fall in or anything. When I think it’s; finally, set up I move my hands away, and it stays standing. I grin and raise my arms in triumph and see Dowoon is putting the roof on his house. Slow and steady wins the race. I remind myself as I take a sip of water. I ice the roof together and make sure they’re stuck together when I hear a loud whine as I go to place my roof on top. And look over to see Dowoon’s pieces slowly sliding outwards as he tries to hold them from doing such. And the roof collapses inward, and he pouts at the house, and I laugh. I manage to get my house together as Dowoon puts slabs of icing on each side, sticking them together. I grin and watch him stick his tongue out in concentration, “Wow,” I sigh out. He looks up and goes, “Huh?” I smile, “I can’t believe how cute you are.” His ears turn bright red, and he looks down, focusing on his work, “Can you believe how much icing these are taking?” He says, trying to deflect my comment. I roll my eyes and reach my arm across to hold his hand that isn’t covered in icing. He puts his hand in mine, “Your cuter..." He mumbles, and I smile, “Not as cute as you.” He whines, “Oh my gosh” I laugh and bring my lips to his hand and kiss it before pulling my hand away. As my arm goes to its resting spot, I must have miscalculated how far away I put my glass of water from my project. And it floods the entire plate before I even have time to react. I quickly take the glass back and try to recover the pieces I can as it succumbs to the flood. I whine, and it’s Dowoon’s turn to laugh, and I pout, “Well, at least one of our houses will be edible.” I put my ruined gingerbread pieces soaked with water in the trash bin.

I clean up my section, and he starts putting gumdrops on the roof. I sit down and watch him diligently place them when he looks over at me, “Wanna help?” I nod and start laying the ‘shingles’, gumdrops, on the other side of the roof, and little candies on the sides of the house. I grab a pink candy and dab some ‘glue’ on it before placing it on as the doorknob. I look over at him, and he goes, “Finished?” I nod, and he smiles, and he takes a picture of the house, “I think Mydays will love this!” I grin, “I think so too, Dowoonie.” His eyes turn red as he posts it to his Instagram, and we clean up the area. “We should have bought ginger people.” He tells me, and I nod, “We should have. Let’s buy them next time!” He nods, and we pinky promise as we hear a noise that sounds an awful lot like a cookie crumbling. Just to look over and see the front panel, completely gain away and crack under pressure. We look over at each other and sigh, “When the cookie crumbles,...” I start, and he gives me a brilliant grin that I can’t help but replicate as he goes, “We shall eat!” I laugh, and he goes over to the gingerbread house and holds one side of the roof. “Like a wishbone?” He asks, and I grab the other side, and we both close our eyes as we make a wish before breaking it apart. “We couldn’t let such a nice cookie house go to waste.” I nod, “You’re absolutely right.” We both eat our sides of the roof, “I thought with how much icing you put on the cookies, they would be cemented to each other. He shakes his head with a laugh, “You and me both.”

[pesiko]

DOWOON FIC RECS

ONESHOTS

Fluffball - dowoon and puppies [3.1k]

Band Sessions: Dowoon [2.7k]

Are You Drunk? - coworkers, IT, broken laptop [1.2k]

DRABBLES

Water Fight! - neighbors, dog sitting, bath incidents [.6k]

Cafe Crush - Dowoon has a crush on the barista [.4k]

Love Me, Love Me Not - plucking flowers [.3k]

Hopelessly in Love - “so in love w her idk what to do” [.5k]

TIMESTAMPS

3:19am - tired

3:42am - Mariocart lovers

8:13am - this made me laugh too loud

8:25am - staring while he sleeps, birthday, “one day”

5:33pm - you have to study

BLURBS

Claw Machine

TEXTS

Dowoon Teases You - “bring what?”

Subtle and Natural w Bf Dowoon

BULLETPOINTS

Boyfriend!Dowoon - smorebin

Boyfriend!Dowoon - tinybinnie

Cartoonist!Dowoon

College AU Dowoon

Friends to Lovers!Dowoon

He Gets Injured - volleyball

Highschool!Dowoon

Prince!Dowoon

Soulmate!Dowoon

Uni!Dowoon

UniStudent!Dowoon - music technology & art major

[main masterlist] [day6 masterlist] updated 5-18-21

[wannaeatramyeon]

Ahhhhh!!!

I just read the fic. Thank you so much!!! It was so enjoyable to read!!!

Can you do a fic of Taehoon trying to win his ex back? Like they've been broken up for some time (idk how long) and Tae Tae(😂😂) tries to get them back.

Angst (like ANGST ANGST) to fluff please.

Black anon

PS: the Taehoon fic was REALLY good and creative.

Thanks for the ask and glad you liked the first one. I think my braincells are dying, sorry this again isn't angst angst or fluffy fluffy!

Seong Taehoon x Reader: As friends

You had come at the wrong time in his life.

Taehoon realised you had never signed up to fix him but unfortunately you were handed a broken shell.

Truthfully, he wasn't too sure why he agreed to date you. (He was an asshole, but that didn't mean he didn't adore you. He just found himself incapable of showing it.) He supposed, above all else, you were a good distraction.

Hurting over Dowoon, he had pushed and pushed you away, testing the boundary of your kindness and loyalty to him.

Someone like you deserved a lot, and Taehoon wasn't able to give even the minimum.

You had snapped and said obviously he wasn't fit to be in a relationship or to focus on anybody else.

Of course you were right. It hurt a lot in hindsight but at the time all he felt was nothing.

.

.

You were caught in the periphery of his life.

Seeing you at school, hanging with your friends, occasionally at the arcade. Enough to exchange a few words, but never to satisfy his yearning.

Underneath his layers of hostility and chaos, was an atom of gentleness that you had managed to embed yourself into.

Taehoon found himself swinging between sweet daydreams and bitter regret, hoping that you and him was a chapter left unfinished. Where has this romanticism even come from.

Still, the glimpses into your life had to be enough considering how your relationship ended.

Eventually it got harder and harder for Taehoon to come up with excuses to frequent places where he had seen you last. In the end it was easier to just admit to himself that he wanted to see you.

The catalyst to him making his next move was hearing your laugh. After so long, he would still be able to recognise that anywhere.

Around your shoulders was an arm that wasn't Taehoon's, the laughter ringing out wasn't caused by Taehoon. And Taehoon definitely didn't play a part in your happiness, then or now.

You found him staring at you, and you acknowledged him with a simple nod and small smile.

This was something he needed to fix.

.

.

With great relief, Taehoon found out that that guy you were seeing was just one-off. There wasn't any chemistry, you had explained.

"What about with me?"

"...That was never the problem,"

"There won't be a problem anymore."

"Taehoon..."

You were hesitant to pick at this thread. Taehoon saw the doubt and uneasiness in your eyes, yet he was too stubborn to let this go. To let you go.

He's not a patient guy, but if that's what it takes. Building up the foundations up again, he'll do it for you.

"We're getting a drink," your eyes snapped up to meet his, "as friends."

"Just as friends?"

"At first." Taehoon didn't see any point in lying to you, especially if he wanted to restart on the right foot, "I'll prove it to you. It won't be like last time."

How have you ended up here again? Your back up against the wall literally and metaphorically.

Even after all the initial hurt had subsided, you were still plagued by the what ifs. You thought it was a distant musing, but now here's Seong Taehoon in the flesh asking you for a second chance.

Perhaps you're a masochist.

"One drink."

At your response, Taehoon's lips quirk (and his shoulders sag with relief).

Damn this man to hell, you've even missed his smirk.

[dearly-somber]

I’m Serious | k.yh

-> pairing. Kang Younghyun (Brian) x f!reader

-> genre. fluff, humor

-> rating. 13+

-> w/c. 1840

-> warnings. none!

-> a/n. English is spoken in bold!

-> collection. songfic

-> started. Sep. 3rd, 2020 @ 01:11

-> fin. Dec. 20th, 2021 @ 00:22

-> edited. Wed., Jul. 12th, 2023 @ 23:59

You bounce up and down as you see the Jeep park near the beach house where you and your friends would be staying for the weekend.

The houses lined along the beach were like something you'd find in a movie or TV show, with the brightly painted wooden walls and straw roofs and small steps leading up to the porch that gave a spectacular view of the beach. There was a hammock on the porch, along with a beach chair that looked like it would cave in under the weight of a book.

As the five of your friends started hopping out of the car, you ran to them as best you could in a pair of slops (flip-flops), hugging everyone with welcoming squeals of excitement.

You had gotten there a day earlier since you got off work sooner than they did. There would be three people in a room since the house was pretty small, each room decked with one bunk bed and a single bed with a bedside table and one shared closet. Thankfully you hadn't packed all too much, considering that you were only spending the weekend, and left plenty of space for the guys.

"Y/N! It's so good to see you!" Jae said as you leaned up to hug him, a bright smile aimed at you. You replied with a weird groan of agreement before moving to hug Dowoon and Wonpil at the same time, since they were closest to you.

"I feel like you've grown again," you said with a playful jab to Dowoon's ribs, laughing as Wonpil nodded and muttered something about sharing his height with everyone. Dowoon blushed as he whined childishly.

"Noona," he whined, making you giggle and pinch his cheek gently.

"I'm just teasing, Dowoonie, go ahead and check out the house with Jae and Wonpil." You smiled after him as he ran off with his back, waddling after his hyungs cutely. Shaking your head you turned to Sungjin who had been fondly watching you interact with the youngest, rolling his eyes and smiling stupidly.

"Hey, noona. It's been too long." He said as he leaned down to hug you, a lot more relaxed than the rest of your clique, pulling away and grabbing two bags in each hand. You ruffled his hair and watched him walk off after the others, a smile on your face. Before you could turn around to greet him, arms slipped around your waist, a gentle weight resting against your shoulder with breath fanning against your jaw.

"Jagiya..." Younghyun drawled, trying to act cute. You rolled your eyes but turned around with a smile, facing a pouty fox who looked like he was on the verge of throwing a tantrum.

"Why do you always greet everyone before me? Your boyfriend?"

"Because, dummy." You pushed your finger against his forehead harshly, giggling as you spoke, noticing him going cross-eyed. "They need reassurance of my love more than you do."

"Yah! I also need your attention!" He shouted with a large smile, picking you up at your waist and lifting you up, making you shout to put you down and hit weakly at his shoulders. When he finally set you down you giggled, leaning against him, figurative hearts in your eyes as he leant down to kiss you. You gave him a short peck before telling him to grab his things and come on inside.

"I'm the eldest, I should get a single bed to myself!"

"But I'm the youngest and therefore have maknae privileges!"

You heard a sigh as Jae and Dowoon argued loudly about the last single bed that was available (since you had already snagged the one in the room to the left, courtesy of arriving first).

You went over to the room, leaning against the door frame while overseeing the argument, finding it hilarious how Wonpil so easily ignored them while neatly unpacking his things on the lower bunk.

"Y/N! You tell him that as eldest, I should get the single bed. Right? Tell him!" Jae said over-dramatically, his hands flying all over the place. You grinned mischievously before clearing your throat.

"I'm afraid that Dowoon is right. On page 294 in the Maknae Privilege Code of Conduct, it clearly states that he gets the single bed." You said, speaking with the confidence of a lawyer defending an obviously innocent man. Dowoon walked over happily and Jae looking at you with the face you'd use as the thumbnail for a Top 10 Anime Betrayals video.

"I hate you." Jae said before sulkily throwing his things up on the top bunk, Dowoon side hugging you for a second before smugly going to his single bed.

"Aww," You back hugged Jae, standing on the very tips of your toes to rest your chin as close to his shoulder as possible before saying, "don't be like that, hm? You know I love you, and I have a compromise anyway." Jae perked up at your comment looking less sulky than before.

Dowoon looked utterly terrified, and Wonpil was (figuratively) eating popcorn at the drama playing out in the bedroom.

"Because Dowoon gets the bed, he has to pay for one thing you want."

Dowoon glared at you, appalled, while Jae triumphantly pumped his fist in the air and gave you a light kiss on the cheek. You laughed, waving at the guys still in the room and walking outside to the kitchen to see Brian and Sungjin talking idly about what they'd do for dinner (they'd apparently had lunch on the way here) and what to do to keep everyone busy. You walked over almost silently, leaning up to give Younghyun, who was sitting on one of the counters, a peck on the cheek, looking over at Sungjin with a large smile and suggestive wiggle of the eyebrows.

You reached for the hem of your shirt, beginning to pull it over your head when there was frantic, almost high pitched screaming from the man closest to you, who grabbed your wrists and jumped off the counter to hide you from any prying eyes.

"Yah! What d'you think you're doing?!" Brian shouted heatedly, still a bit shook with the stunt you’d just tried to pull.

You snorted, almost falling over, leaning your forehead against his chest as you laughed silently. "God, you're cute," you muttered, wiping a tear from the corner of your eye and regaining your composure.

Younghyun was looking at you like a lost puppy, pulling at your heart strings. Giggling still, you pulled your short forward and motioned your head downward, Brian looking down, confused. When he saw the fabric of a swim suit, he laughed in disbelief, letting his head rest against your shoulder. "Ah, I'm sorry." You said, running your hand through his hair comfortingly.

"You gave me a heart attack," he mumbled, pulling away.

"Are you two planning on keeping me as a third wheele or can I leave?" Sungjin teased playfully, making the two of you turn around.

"Right, sorry. Anyway, I was thinking we could go down to the beach and you know... Swim?" You chuckled, taking off your shirt to reveal the stretchy fabric of your all gray swimsuit before tying up your hair.

"Sounds fun," Sungjin turned to Wonpil and the others who were sitting in front of the television playing Mario Kart. "If you guys wanna join we'll be down at the beach."

"Okay, hyung. See you guys later!" Dowoon called as he shouted with Wonpil, who had just been pushed off of the track by Jae.

"Ciao!" You shouted as you ran outside, cheeks hurting from smiling so much. Having already swam a bit, you were first in the water, Sungjin eventually joining you before Brian finally got in. Once the water was about waist high you waddled over to Younghyun, who looked kind of uncomfortable.

"What's up? You okay?" You asked as you brushed some hair out of his face, putting your hand over his arm. Brian nodded with a half hearted smile.

"It's just a bit dark, is all. You can't really see anything."

"It's okay, love. You can go on back if you want. We won't be here long, anyway." Brian nodded, kissing you thankfully before he turned and walked back to solid ground. At around about the same time, the three doofuses ran down from the beach house, splashing in the salt water and lunging down as soon as it was deep enough. You laughed, shutting your eyes as water flew at you.

You only stayed in the water for about 30 minutes before you got tired of the boys' seemingly endless energy, going to lay down underneath the tree Brian had set up everyone's towels at. You went and sat next to him quietly, finding a comfortable spot where you could lay down with your face out of the sun while still being able to tan.

You layed down with your head resting more or less next to Brian's side, only your lower half exposed to the sun. You entered a peaceful state of limbo, still aware of everything around you but feeling like you were asleep. You opened an eye, however, when you felt weight being placed on your stomach, looking up to see Younghyun laying against you, eyes closed. You smiled fondly at him, playing with his hair for a second before letting your hand rest on the nape of his neck.

As night fell, everyone got all huddled up inside, dressed in their PJ's, two boxes of pepperoni and mushroom pizzas laying on the coffee table in the living room.

You laughed and shouted along with the guys as they had an intense game of Smash Bros, sitting sandwiched between Dowoon and Brian, nibbling at your pizza while the room went silent. When Wonpil won for the 3rd time this night, you screamed, Brian's soul having seemingly left his body. You were giggling, rubbing his back soothingly with your legs intertwined.

It only took a few more games and a scary movie for you to head on off to bed, yawning once every 2 minutes. Not long after Brian walked into the room, stopping midway toward his bunk bed. "Bri?" You said in a small voice, face hidden in the darkness of the room.

"What's up?" He asked, crouching down beside your bed and running a hand over your hair.

"Can you sleep with me for tonight? I can't fall asleep because of the movie..." You were nervous for his reaction but weren't entirely surprised when he mumbled for you to move up, shifting in next to you and wrapping himself around you.

"I keep telling them..." He said with a sigh, his lips brushing against your shoulder. You sighed contently, putting your hand over his.

"Today was fun though, wasn't it?"

"Yeah, it was. Wait until you see what I have planned for tomorrow." Brian whispered mischievously, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple. "Go to sleep, princess. We have a long day ahead of us."

[wonpilsofthours]

8:04 pm

“why are you staring?” you mumble, glancing up slightly from the project you’ve been working on for the past few hours. your tired eyes meet wonpil’s as he stares at you, taking in your appearance of messy hair that you’d thrown into a bun on the top of your head, chunky glasses perched on the end of your nose, and outfit that consisted of joggers and one of his oversized sweatshirts.

“i thought you only existed in a fairytale.”

he breathes out, and you can’t help the faint blush that rises to you cheeks while you roll your eyes before putting your focus back on your work. however wonpil just continues to stare, taking in every detail of you and wishing he could freeze frame this moment to live in for the rest of his life.

[lemonietrinket]

Rain Beat ||| Dowoon x Reader

Summary: In an attempt to coax Dowoon out of his shell that he only seems to occupy when with you, you ask him if he’s willing to teach you how to drum Genre: Fluff i guess  Warning(s): None Word Count: 1434  Song(s): Ambience  AN: Happy Birthday to my favourite bean Dowoon!!!!

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Rain hammered against the open window above your head, the cool air slipping through the gap and threading through the room. It would have risen a chill across your skin had you not been focusing intently on the instrument before you in an effort to desperately not make a fool of yourself. The rain had a beat of its own, and within seconds it had thrown you off the simple one you were striking with your hands. The bass thudded by your feet keenly—there’d been a flurry of joy that erupted in a giggle as you found keeping a rhythm with your foot simple enough—meanwhile its current partner, the snare drum, lagged a solid pulse behind.

With the joy fizzling out alongside the innocent dreamlike thoughts proposing ‘what if you were a natural’ and ‘what if you were destined to become the next drum prodigy’, you sighed and dejectedly came to a stop. The thunder rumbled in discontent in the sky far beyond.

“Ah, it’s ok! Try again, I’m sure you can...”

You glanced up to your mentor who was stood just to your side. He was twirling a drumstick of his own in his hand and if you hadn’t known better you could have taken it as him showing off. This was Dowoon after all, and he would do no such thing. Despite how effortless it came to him, smooth wood gliding over rolling fingers, it was clear that he was just as nervous in a way as you were—if the blushed ears and trailed off words hadn’t given it away already.

You had figured this would have brought him out of his shell more with you, since the drums were his passion, his terrain, something he knew well like the back of his hands. He would feel comfortable talking to you about it because it was something he knew in spools more than you ever would, you had reasoned. If that hadn’t occurred right away, it surely wouldn’t be long before your lack of ability would at least settle the tone into a more lighthearted one. However, it was only now that you were beginning to contemplate that you had misjudged.

“Ah, I think...” As he fumbled with his own hands, soft cheeks puffing as his brain worked through how to describe what he meant, you watched as he stopped spinning his drumsticks and procured them proudly to you instead. It took you a few moments to connect the dots.

“Oh, right! Oops,” you chuckled, shimmying your hands towards the ends of your own, “would be good to hold the drumsticks properly, right?”

His smile flashed before your eyes as he nodded and hummed. “Oh... yeah, that would... that would be good!”

After a few moments you attempted to strike up a beat again, but as soon as you hit the snare you realised you were doomed to slip out of beat. You had adjusted your grip but had forgotten how tightly you should probably hold them, and within moments the two had slipped out of synchrony. You let your arms still as you huffed, trying to keep a bright face.

You didn’t want to let Dowoon down, because you had previously figured your sense of rhythm was good and had announced so to him and the rest of the band, but more importantly because it was Dowoon specifically in question. Sweet, kind, gentle Dowoon. With his soft grins and deep voice, who was a comedic genius with the others, but seemed to always retreat when he came to stand at your side. You couldn’t picture his face contorting into disappointment at you or your crappy drumming no matter how bad it was, but it didn’t halt the uneasy trickling of shame in your chest. It sat right next to the heart that was beating erratically, a thrum too fast for what your body was trying to manage itself, and too loud for you to truly concentrate.

You wanted to succeed though, for him, despite the obvious difficulties that ironically presented themselves in the form of the person you needed to very much complete them in the first place. Clearly this was something you had in common as well, as when you came to your jagged stop, Dowoon shuffled a bit closer to you after a deep inhale.

“It’s ok, this isn’t the easiest beat to start with,” he reassured, voice dipped low in a surprising quiet clarity, “I struggled too when I first started out. It’ll be a bit easier if you hold them like... this and... aim for this part of the skin.”

You were well aware that Dowoon was talented. There was no doubt about it. He had been chosen specifically for his job, and the job itself came with many restrictions and added dollops of hard work and care. However, the level of that hard work had never hit home quite like it did to you right then.

He poised his drumsticks on the chair he had refused to leave once you’d entered the room, and offered his now-empty hands towards you. It wasn’t a request for you to hold them, his palms were visible to you but turned towards your own, still gripping your own pair of sticks and were once again too far down the wood. You didn’t move, and just gazed curiously as one of his hands gently enveloped one of your own.

Now you were certain that the gesture was nothing more than correcting your poor placement, but you were even more certain that sparks practically flew as his skin met yours. His hands were hot, as if they’d been rubbed in combat to the cold or nerves, and you very nearly went limp at his touch and dropped the drumstick entirely. Though, they were also rough. Against the smooth skin of the back of your palm, the etched lines and faint rises of callouses stood out like mountains and rivers to your own. They sat at his joints and ran across your knuckles as he manoeuvred your fingers into the correct grip, a sign of how much he practised and wore himself down until the music sounded just right. Despite the surface his touch was nothing but soft, treating it as if he didn’t want the same to happen to you. There was something so mellowing about it that you couldn’t help but speak up.

When Dowoon brought your hand back to the snare, guiding you to tap the head of the drumstick against the prime part of the snare drum, you uttered, “Does it hurt? Drumming?”

As your eyes crept up to his and he met your gaze with the fading look of a deer caught in headlights, you wondered if he would answer at all until he finally did.

“At first... yeah, but it gets easier,” he said slowly, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, “I don’t think getting good at anything is painless, though.”

Lips opening to debate you quickly found words falling to the wayside while you nodded instead, looking away. He was right, though he had surprised you with the accuracy and the depth that appeared out of nowhere. Just, it only made him more endearing.

It was at that moment you noticed he was still holding your hand. He held onto you firmer than he had done before, the joints of his fingers melding with yours as the tip of your thumb traced across his.

You immediately wished you hadn’t gawped so poignantly at the caress, as despite your true feelings Dowoon’s hand left yours like a cracked whip, returning to his chest before he scooped up his drumsticks once again.

“I’ll try again,” you covered, hoping that he would understand that you saw no harm in what he did, and praying that he would see how it was truly quite the opposite, “maybe I’ll get it this time!”

Stringing up the rhythm once again, beginning with the bass and adding the snare only when you were certain your foot wouldn’t falter, your eyes were impossible to focus upon the drum kit before you. They kept dragging themselves back, back towards Dowoon and his small smile that flickered like a candle flame but shone brighter than the sun.

In the end, you still got it wrong, especially when you tried to add a crash cymbal to the mix. But you were at least sure that it had nothing to do with the rain this time around. That truly had to go to the hope that flourished in your chest every time your glances met.

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AN: well i had no idea where this was going to go when i started it, but it turned out like this so idk if its boring or not :((

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