#i think they should have just focused on swan lake first tho

[gifti3]

They have another poll going! This time for vincent and reuel

im gonna wait it out and see how this whole optimizing thing goes

(even if im worried cause 2d doesnt always translate to 3d the way you think it will)

[agent-kihyun]

Plus One [chw]

Pairing: Hyungwon x Fem!reader

Words: 4.5K

Warnings: SOFTNESS, ROMANCE, LOVE, CHEESY LOVE lmao fr tho it's just soft

A/N: so after a long hiatus i am finally back and better than ever. Here is my first Monsta X fic and it’s for Hyungwon! I don’t see enough love for him on this site and I decided to write something for him in hopes that other Hyungwon stans find something new. Hope you enjoy <3

Weddings. Probably one of your favorite events to attend. To say that you loved love was an understatement. Unfortunately, you didn’t get many opportunities to go to weddings seeing as most of your friends were also still in college and broke like you were.

So when you received an ornately decorated ivory and gold envelope in your mail today, you were excited, to say the least. You practically shredded the thing open just to make sure you weren’t dreaming.

You furiously pulled the card out and there, in beautiful gold script, sat the words “save the date!” You read the words several times over before realizing that, hey, your cousin was getting married! You squealed in excitement, jumping up on the couch before plopping down to sit.

“About damn time,” you muttered before picking up your phone. You immediately dialed your cousin’s number to congratulate him.

The minute you hung up, your best friend walked through the door, not prepared to deal with your giddy attitude.

Hyungwon didn’t hate social settings. He just preferred to stay at home where he had access to his favorite foods, shows and movies, and his bed. Often times you would drag him out to small outings with your mutual friends, but he never disliked it, because he was with you. And as long as you were by his side, he liked going out a little more than usual.

When he spotted you on the couch, giggly and smiley, he was baffled.

“What’s got you all excited? Did you pass your test?” He asked with a small smile as he pocketed his key to your apartment (which you gave him).

“I did! But that’s not why I'm happy!” You exclaimed.

“So? What’s the reason?” He pushed.

“I got invited to my cousin’s wedding!” You yelled with glee. You shoved the invitation into Hyungwon’s face as you danced around the living room singing Bruno Mars’ “Marry You”.

“Hey hey! Pipe down, you’re gonna piss your neighbors off and then you’re gonna have to live with me,” Hyungwon chuckled before looking back at the invitation.

“I’m finally gonna be able to go to a wedding! I’m so excited!” You sighed dreamily.

“Well I’m happy you’re happy,” Hyungwon said as he handed you your invitation and sat on your couch beside you. “Do you mind if I take a nap? I’m exhausted.”

“You always come here to take naps,” you laugh.

“Because your couch is comfy, and you’re a real nice human pillow,” Hyungwon gave you a crooked grin.

“Fine whatever. Take your nap.” You said playfully and continued to re-read your invitation until you came across words you hadn’t noticed before.

“You are allowed to bring a plus one. Check in either box below to confirm you will bring someone along.”

“A plus one?” You said, puzzled. You were sure your cousin knew you weren’t dating, so why would he give you a plus one?

“Hm,” you hummed before glancing over at a knocked out Hyungwon, his baseball cap slightly covering his face so you wouldn’t catch a glimpse of his sleeping face.

You’d have to ask him once he woke up. Disturbing his sleep could only result in your demise.

6 months later

You glanced in the mirror at your reflection, somewhat satisfied by your appearance. Something was missing but you didn’t quite know what. You searched your room for the finishing touch, all while trying to figure out what it was that you were looking for.

Hyungwon had knocked on your door for the third time in the past 5 minutes, glancing at his watch to check on the time. Eventually, he grew tired of waiting for you to answer his door and used his key to come in.

“Y/N!” He called when he came into your apartment. No answer.

You could hear Hyungwon’s voice from your living room, just as you finished putting the necklace your mother gave you for your 18th birthday. You grabbed your phone and clutch before opening and closing your bedroom door and walking out to meet Hyungwon in the living room.

Time seemed to come to a near stop as the two of you laid eyes on each other. Hyungwon was speechless, to say the least. There was always that voice at the back of his head that told him you were gorgeous, but to avoid falling for you he pushed it away, instead, deeming you incredibly average. However now he couldn’t push it away. Now the fact was sitting right in front of him.

You had seen Hyungwon in a suit several times before this moment. Whether it be high school graduation or interviews or important events, you’d seen him in a suit. But this was different. Maybe it was because his hair was a tad bit longer, a sort of pseudo-mullet, and it was clear he styled it a bit. Or maybe it was because his suit was more form-fitting and clung to him so that you could see the outlines of his arms, legs, and torso. Or maybe it was just how flawless and put together your usually sleepy and sarcastic best friend looked. You couldn’t quite pin it down.

You were the first to say something.

“Hyungwon,” You exhaled his name.

“Y/N...you look...phenomenal,” his lips quirked up in a small smile.

You returned the smile and walked over to him, tossing your phone and clutch on your couch. You dusted off Hyungwon’s jacket and straightened his tie a bit.

“You clean up pretty well yourself, Chae Hyungwon,” you grinned, avoiding looking into his pretty brown eyes. You knew you’d be done for if you did so.

“Thanks. Are you ready?” He asked. You nodded in response and finally looked up at him.

Oh shit. This was going to be a long day.

The wedding ceremony was outdoors, which was a great idea since it was such a beautiful day. It was set near a lake, in a slightly wooded area but still open enough that you could catch a glimpse of the beautiful blue sky. It wasn’t too hot, nor too cold, quite literally the perfect day for a wedding.

Upon your arrival, some of your cousin’s friends were asking to see invitations. You showed them your invitation and led Hyungwon into the seating area to take your seats.

“Wow, they really went all out,” Hyungwon leaned down and said quietly into your ear.

“Trust me I'm equally as surprised about how incredible this is,” you said back and took your seat, Hyungwon sliding in to sit next to you. He looked around at the area, noticing how incredibly beautiful everything was and mentally noted that he would have to come back to this location on his own time. Maybe with you again.

As his eyes wandered the area, he began to notice people staring at him (mostly women), which he found odd. He nudged you twice and you looked up from your phone at him in confusion.

“What? Is something wrong?” You asked him.

“All these people are staring at me,” he whispered to you. You looked around at all the women who were staring at Hyungwon, now looking away upon realizing that you were looking at them. You chuckled when you figured out what was going on.

“I think they just think you’re hot,” you smiled at him before looking back at your phone. Hyungwon raised his eyebrows in surprise.

“You think I’m hot?” He asked with a small smirk.

“I didn’t say that. I just said that they think you’re hot. I didn’t say I did,” you scoffed amusedly at him. Hyungwon jokingly pouted, but truth be told that he did feel more confident now knowing that all these random people thought he was handsome.

“You think I should try my luck?” He joked. You stopped whatever you were doing on your phone to make full eye contact with him.

“I didn’t realize you were into older women and...teenagers, Hyungwon,” you double-checked who exactly was looking at Hyungwon before raising your eyebrow at him.

“Hey hey! I was kidding!” Hyungwon laughed. You rolled your eyes and gave him a playful scowl. The two of you continued your usual witty banter and sarcastic jokes until more people started taking their seats and the ceremony began.

“Oh shhh, the ceremony is starting,” you repeatedly excitedly hit Hyungwon. You didn’t notice the fond smile he sent your way as you watched the aisle for the bridesmaids. A soft song [not the bridal march] began to play and one by one the bridesmaids began to walk down the aisle.

You watched in wonder as the beautiful friends of your cousin’s fiancée walked toward the altar gracefully, like swans. Hyungwon watched as well, but in the back of his mind, a voice was shouting at him that you were far more stunning any of the women in the area.

And then suddenly a feeling of absolute, unadulterated bliss filled the air as the sun shone perfectly right as the bride and her father started to walk down the aisle. Your eyes lit up in wonder as you watched her glide past you, and you hoped one day that could be you.

Hyungwon missed the moment entirely, for his vision was entirely focused on you, that same fond smile aimed at you. The way your eyes captured the sunlight perfectly, your wide grin, the happiness he felt radiating off of you, it all warmed his heart. Looking at you at that very moment, he realized how he truly felt about you for all those years. Because one thing was for sure: if the bride was supposed to be the most beautiful one in the room, but he found you more beautiful, it was clear how he really felt about you.

The ceremony went smoothly, but the minute vows were being read, sniffles could be heard all over the area. You didn’t cry but found yourself reflecting and thinking about what your cousin and his wife-to-be had said to each other. You were in such deep thought, you hadn’t realized that Hyungwon brushed his hand against yours to see if you would hold his hand. That was what brought you back down to earth. You looked up at him and looked down at your hands next to one another before giving him a small smile and interlocking your fingers with his. You both looked back at the ceremony just as the priest said the important words

“You may now kiss the bride.”

Cheers and applause erupted from everyone, and both you and hyungwon let go for a split second to clap but went back to holding hands moments after. Your cousin and his wife broke away and excitedly ran down the aisle, away from the altar and to their car. Many people followed them, but you hung back with Hyungwon.

“That was so...I don’t know how to explain it,” you looked up at him, the same smile you’ve been holding the whole ceremony still on your face. “My face hurts from smiling so much.”

Hyungwon laughed and he had an idea to help you stop smiling, but was unsure of himself so he decided against it. Instead, with one hand, he squished your cheeks so your lips were puckered.

“Does that help?” He asked, an eyebrow raised.

Your heart nearly stopped beating at the scene in front of you. It felt like you were in a movie, with the lighting, how close Hyungwon was to you, just everything about what was going on. You nodded slowly in response and Hyungwon let go of your face.

“We better get going to the reception,” you looked down and started walking towards where Hyungwon’s car was parked. Hyungwon watched as you walked to his car and sighed, frustrated that he let another moment slip between his fingers. Literally.

He followed you to his car and soon the two of you were on your way to the reception, the car-ride silent the whole time. It wasn’t a bad thing, necessarily. Both of you were lost in your thoughts, contemplating the events of the day and most definitely contemplating each other. Not to mention, there was surprisingly nothing you had to say to one another.

When you finally got to the reception venue, Hyungwon, in a gentlemanly manner, held open your car door as you got out and closed it for you. Then you both walked inside the lavish hotel and found your way to the ballroom.

Before you stepped inside, Hyungwon impulsively grabbed your hand to hold once more. You were surprised but didn’t let it show and simply didn’t retract your hand. The two looked at each other, anxiety evident in both pairs of eyes. You took a deep breath and opened the doors to...well...an actual ballroom. High ceilings with chandeliers complete with grand staircases and a marble floor took your breath away. You made a mental note to ask your cousin how much this cost.

As you walked into the ballroom and down the stairs, several pairs of eyes fixated on the two of you while you searched for your table on the main floor. You were almost positive that they were staring at Hyungwon more so than yourself, but alas, you were wrong, for they were staring at the two of you together.

Eventually, you found your table and sat down together, the attention finally off of you.

“I’m hungry,” Hyungwon noted.

“Me too. I can’t wait to eat,” you rubbed your hands together excitedly. Hyungwon laughed, knowing that you liked to eat almost as much--if not--exactly as much as he did.

“I hope your cousin has good taste in food,” Hyungwon glanced around in search of the man himself.

“Speak of the devil,” you gestured to the opening doors where your cousin and his new wife came through, holding hands. Everyone began to cheer and whistle for them as they descended the stairs while you and hyungwon stood and applauded.

The bride and groom took their seats and the wedding party was introduced and a brief speech was given by your cousin. Then, the bride and groom had their first dance, and after that, the bride and her father. It was a beautiful moment, truthfully you were happy for your cousin, but you had zoned out and missed everything because you were thinking about Hyungwon while staring in the direction of the dance floor. Fortunately, he was paying attention to the dancing and had no idea that you looked like a zombie just staring at the floor. When the dancing ended, Hyungwon nudged you, snapping you out of it.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Oh yeah, I just got lost in my thoughts is all,” you waved it off.

“Okay, well...dinner is gonna be served now right?” Hyungwon asked.

You laughed and nodded, “I think so. Why? Are you hungry?”

“Starving,” Hyungwon patted his stomach, “I wonder what they’re serving.”

“I don’t know, but I have a feeling it’ll be something with chicken,” you guessed, knowing that your cousin really liked chicken dishes.

“If Kihyun were here, he’d be excited for that,” Hyungwon chuckled, a sound that you could listen to forever.

“Yeah, he does love chicken,” you agreed with a nervous laugh, to which Hyungwon became confused at, but shook it off. Eventually, the food came out and you and Hyungwon dug in, occasionally conversing while waiting for the next course to be served. When the two of you finished your meals, Hyungwon sat back, hands on his stomach as he threw his head back and groaned. You nearly had a heart attack on the spot but you contained yourself.

“Damn that was delicious. Next time I see Kihyun, I’ll tell him that this meal is better than anything he’s made. Wanna get a rise out of him,” Hyungwon laughed before clearing his throat and turning to you, “so when is dessert?”

You stared at Hyungwon anxiously, then looked down at the table cloth as if it was going to give you the answer.

“Uh, hello? Earth to Y/N?” Hyungwon waved at you, causing you to look back up at him.

“Hm? What’s up?” you feigned having not heard him.

“I asked you when dessert was and you completely ignored me, are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m okay, sorry I was...daydreaming and I didn’t hear you,” you lied.

“Well get out of your head, when is dessert? When will we get to eat that massive cake over in the corner of the ballroom?” Hyungwon nudged you.

“Uh...I think it’s after the toasts...we might be waiting a while to be honest,” you told him.

“Damn,” Hyungwon cursed, so you decided to finally break out your secret stash of cookies you put in your purse before you left for the wedding. You hoped they weren’t smushed, that would’ve defeated the whole purpose.

“Do not fear, cookie bag is here!” you cheered as you pulled out a sandwich bag filled with variations of cookies: chocolate chip, Oreos, sugar and peanut butter.

“Holy shit, you came prepared,” Hyungwon grinned.

“I had a feeling this would happen, so I packed this bag just in case,” you said while handing over the bag, “when I went to a wedding as a kid, my mom did this for me and I figured it would be a good idea.”

Hyungwon plucked out two Oreos and a chocolate chip cookie, munching happily on his treats.

“Y/N, I love you,” he said before eating another cookie. Your heart did flips, but all you did was offer him a nervous smile.

“Love you too,” you mumbled. Hyungwon gave you the bag back just in time for the toasts. Those flew by quickly and soon it was time to dance. Most everyone got up, but you stayed seated with Hyungwon. You knew he wanted to dance, he was a dancer after all (in addition to being a model, yes), but you didn’t consider yourself the dancing type (even though you could dance okay).

Hyungwon glanced at you, finding you wringing your hands anxiously. He placed a hand over yours and gave you a soft smile.

“We don’t have to dance if you don’t want to,” he told you.

“No! No, we have to, I just…don't really like this song,” you lied.

“You don’t like...Uptown Funk by Bruno Mars? Shownu would be so disappointed,” hyungwon smirked.

“Shut up,” you laughed, “okay I’ll dance, but I’m warning you it’s not gonna look pretty.”

“I don’t care,” Hyungwon said as he stood up, offering you his hand. You gave him a small smile and took his hand. He practically yanked you out of your chair and dragged you to the dance floor, then began to dance. You awkwardly began to side-step to the beat, playing it safe, but a grooving Hyungwon wasn’t having it and grabbed your hands to help you get out of your comfort zone. You gave him a mildly terrified look, but he returned it with a calm smile and encouraged you to keep dancing, even if you didn’t think it was good. At some point--after a few drinks I might add--you finally let loose and were dancing with Hyungwon without a care in the world. As he watched you move, he couldn’t help but smile, thinking your dancing was the cutest thing. You were half dancing, half just wiggling around, but he gave you an A for effort.

After a couple of more upbeat songs, including but not limited to Footloose, Happy, September, and Moves Like Jagger (which Hyungwon completely ate up), the two of you decided to take a break. Hyungwon escaped to the bathroom and you got some water.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t my little cousin, Y/N,” you heard your cousin’s voice behind you. You whipped around and beamed at the man of the hour.

“C/N! Oh my god, congratulations!” you enveloped him in a hug. He hugged you back and the two of you began to chat as you walked back to your table.

“So...I see you did bring a plus one,” your cousin changed the subject.

“Yeah, I did,” you said fondly.

“Is he your boyfriend?”

“What? No, no! C/N, it’s Hyungwon! You know, my best friend since high school you’ve met him a few times,” you reminded your family member.

“Oh, that scrawny kid?” C/N replied.

“He’s not scrawny,” you defended your best friend.

“Okay okay,” your cousin backed off, “so you two are just friends.”

“Yeah...we are,” you confirmed, but your cousin was able to pick up the slight disappointment in your voice.

“Do you like him?” he asked.

“What? Oh my god, no!” you exclaimed before taking a large gulp of water.

“Y/N…,” your cousin said your name as if he knew the truth. You turned to him with a nervous expression, once again wringing your fingers out of habit. Your cousin shook his head and gave you a small smile.

“You really didn’t think I wouldn’t notice? I know what love looks like, I literally just got married. I can see how you look at him, you dork. Why don’t you tell him?” your cousin slightly teased you.

“C/N, it’s just...complicated. Hyungwon has been in my life for years, we’ve established a solid friendship and it works! If I tell him how I feel, that could go away like this,” you snapped your fingers, “and then I’d lose him.”

“Do you know why Hyungwon said yes to being your plus one?” your cousin suddenly asked. You blinked at him a few times, trying to come up with an answer.

“Because I’m his best friend and he can’t say no to me?” you tried. You truly didn’t know, though. You reminded yourself that Hyungwon wasn’t a big socialite, so why would he say yes to a wedding with people he didn’t know?

“Y/N, when someone invites you to a wedding, it usually means they like you and want to spend time with you. A wedding is romantic and intimate. You knew that when you invited him,” your cousin told you, to which you slightly rolled your eyes. He was right, you knew that.

“If he accepted, maybe it’s because he wanted to spend time with you as well, in a romantic setting,” your cousin suggested. You sighed, not really believing your cousin.

“C/N, don’t give me false hope. I don’t think he likes me like that,” you crossed your arms.

“Okay fine, don’t believe me, but here’s something you should know. If you don’t tell him soon, he could slip through your fingers and find someone else. Take it from someone who almost lost my own wife like that. You don’t know what could happen, but it could be good,” your cousin gave you a hopeful smile. You tried not to smile, but couldn’t help yourself, for even the thought of Hyungwon easily brought a smile to your lips.

“I’ll consider it,” you told your cousin, to which he pumped his fist and said  “Yessss”. Suddenly, a slower, more romantic song began to play and your cousin stood up.

“Now if you excuse me, I need to go find my wife for this song. Good luck, Y/N,” your cousin waved as he left you. You looked down for a split second, but as soon as you looked up, Hyungwon, in all of his glory, was standing in front of you, hand held out for you to take. His facial expression was one of adoration, which made your heart beat faster. You took his hand and he led you to the dance floor, where various couples were swaying to the song. The melodies played your heartstrings like a harp, they carried your soul to cloud nine.

Hyungwon placed one hand on your back and the other held your other hand. You put your hand on his shoulder and the two of you joined the other couples in dancing.

You found it difficult to maintain eye contact with Hyungwon, so you kept looking off to the side or down. Hyungwon wanted you to look at him but he figured you were nervous and let you glance around. He really got to study you in this time, taking in your appearance, illuminated by the light of the chandelier and candles in the ballroom. His heart was doing flips by the second, just being so close to you. He wanted to say something, but his words were caught in his throat.

At some point, you put your head against his shoulder, a small smile on your lips. All of the nervous energy that you and Hyungwon carried dissipated as the music relaxed you. The song went right into another slow song, and you changed positions, wrapping your arms loosely around Hyungwon’s neck. He put both his hands on your waist and this time, you managed to make eye contact for a bit longer.

Once more, you put your head against his shoulder, your hands coming down to rest on his chest. Hyungwon, feeling rather sentimental, decided to take action.

He leaned down a bit and very delicately whispered three words that made your heart implode:

“I love you.”

You looked up at him in surprise, but you weren’t sure if that was supposed to be a friendly “I love you” like he said when you took out your cookies or if it meant more.

“You mean...like a best friend type of ‘I love you’?” you whispered.

“I mean this type of ‘I love you’,” he said and before you knew what was happening, Hyungwon leaned down and captured your lips in a soft kiss. It was magical, so much so that it was hard not to smile into the kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck to bring him closer, while he wrapped his own arms around your figure, the two of you completely halting your dancing. A few other people were surprised, but kept swaying, while your cousin, who spotted the gesture from across the dance floor, smiled in approval.

When you and Hyungwon broke away, you pressed your forehead against his, trying to catch your breath. You laughed softly, happy that your feelings were returned.

“I love you too,” you whispered back. Hyungwon smiled widely before going in for another kiss, not being able to get enough of you. He had waited long enough, he wanted the feeling and taste of your lips against his ingrained in his brain forever.

The song changed to Maroon 5’s Sugar, causing you and Hyungwon to break apart to dance with one another again. You made a mental note to thank your cousin for his advice.

Needless to say, you were glad Hyungwon accepted your invitation to your cousin’s wedding.