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cosmichoneyedblossoms · 6 years ago

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Knit With Love

Pairing: Jung Chanwoo x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 508

A/N: AH! HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY TO IKONS BABY BOY, CHAN! In celebration of Chan’s birthday, I wrote a fluffy short for him!

“You know your birthday is only a few weeks away. Have you thought about what you wanted?” You asked as you followed him down the isles of the clothing store. Your eyes bounced from corner to corner, taking in the sight of the extravagant clothing—furs, leather, animal prints, fabrics with the famous emblem woven into them; everything screamed expensive. Chan came to a stop in front of you, his hand reaching out to grip the red and green plaid scarf, his eyes lighting up at the pattern.

“I haven’t decided yet. What every you get me, I bet I’ll love.” He flashed a dazzling smile your way, your lips turning up into a small smile.

You sighed, leaning back into the couch cushions while glancing at the clock that read 1:25 a.m. There was a week left before Chan’s birthday and you weren’t even close to being done with his gift, and the closer his big day got, the more you wanted to throw your crappy creation out the window, “Why I decided to hand make him something is beyond me.” Your eyes fell down onto your lap, the poorly half knit red, green, and cream scarf made you want to cry. Your ran your fingers over the beginning stitches of the scarf, slowly working your way up to the stitches hugging the knitting needle. The more you looked at it, your stitches were getting better the longer the scarf got, “Ah, Y/N! This is no time for worrying! You need to get this done before his birthday! You got this! Fighting!” You pumped yourself up as your hands took ahold of the knitting needles, them knitting up a storm.

“Happy birthday, Chan!” You cooed as you brought a cake into the dining room, placing it on the table in front of him.

“Thank you, baby.” A toothy smile spread over his lips as his finger dipped into the pastel green icing. You pulled out one of the chairs and grabbed the red gift bag from it, placing it next to the cake.

“Your birthday isn’t complete without a gift.” Your heart pounded on the inside of your chest, your eyes watching him pull the white tissue paper from the bag to pull out your gift, a handmade replica of the scarf he saw in the store. He slid the fabric through his fingers, the anxiety that had been swirling through your being faded when you witnessed the quiet chuckle that escaped him.

“Did you make this?”

“I did… I knew I couldn’t buy it so, I decided to try to make something like it… do you like it…?” You peered into his face, his eyes flicking up to meet yours.

“I love it.” Chan stood from his seat to wrap his arms around your waist, “Thank you, baby.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead, “It’s the best gift I’ve ever received.”

“Is that so?” You asked, looking up at him.

“Absolutely.” He leaned down, pressing his lips to yours, “This is the best birthday ever.”

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blu-joons · 2 years ago

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When He’s The Little Spoon ~ iKon Reaction

Jay:

The sigh that came from Jinhwan as soon as he laid down beside you had you full of concern, sensing straight away that his day had been poor.

“I can’t wait for the end of today,” he admitted, knowing that your eyes were watching him as you tried to figure out what was going on with him.

As you cleared your throat you rolled towards Jinhwan, holding him from behind. “If you want to forget about today, why don’t you close your eyes?”

“How can I close my eyes now that you’re here and cuddling me?” Jinhwan softly laughed in reply, “I’ve not got to see you all day too Y/N.”

Your shoulders shrugged against Jinhwan’s back, “we don’t need to lay here and talk, we can just spoon instead. I can tell you’re tired, you don’t need to stay awake just for me.”

“But you’re being all lovely and cuddling me,” Jinhwan whispered, “how can you possibly expect me just to ignore that Y/N?”

You couldn’t help but giggle at how exhausted Jinhwan sounded, “I expect you to ignore it because I’m telling you that it’s fine, I really don’t mind.”

“How did I get so lucky to be with you?”

Song:

A huff came from Yunhyeong as you pinned him down with your legs, refusing to let him try and roll around as you spooned around him instead.

“I’m the big spoon, I’m supposed to keep you safe,” Yunhyeong tried his best to explain to you, but your head shook, refusing to listen to him straight away.

You couldn’t help but laugh as Yunhyeong tried to fight back against you. “Just let me be the big spoon for once instead and make you feel safe.”

“It’s my job to take care of you,” Yunhyeong mumbled, beginning to settle as he realised how much of a fight you were putting up against him.

As he settled, a snigger of relief came from you. “It’s my job to look after you too, you can keep arguing with me but you know I’ll have a response for everything you say.”

“I guess I could be the little spoon just this once,” Yunhyeong finally admitted, “but this is a one time thing, I’m the big spoon.”

You quickly nodded in agreement with Yunhyeong, “you never know, you might actually enjoy being the little spoon and being squeezed instead.”

“I think I much prefer the squeezer.”

Bobby:

Your eyes rolled as you continued to listen to Jiwon complaining about how he always finds himself being the big spoon with his partner.

“I just want to bundle up sometimes,” he vented, looking to you for reassurance in the hope that you understood how he was feeling about his situation.

You struggled to hold back your laughter as you listened to him, “would it make you feel better if you were the little spoon between the two of us instead?”

“What are you talking about?” Jiwon scoffed, shooting a glare in your direction. “This isn’t a time for messing around Y/N, you’re supposed to help.”

You bit down on your bottom lip to try and control your laughter. “Why don’t you just ask if you can try and be the little spoon if you’re that concerned, or I can spoon you instead.”

“I’m not being spooned by my best friend,” Jiwon grumbled, “but do you really think asking would convince her to try it?”

Your head nodded in reply to Jiwon. “Why did you come to me and ask for advice if you’re just going to second guess everything that I tell you to do?”

“Sorry, I promise I’ll try your advice out.”

DK:

A suspicious hum came from Donghyuk as he suddenly felt your arm wrap around his shoulders, pressing your head against his back gently.

“What are you up to? Or what do you want?” Donghyuk asked you almost straight away, wary as to why you were suddenly cuddling up to him for a change.

A chuckle came from you as you listened to him. “I’m not doing anything, I just thought it would be nice for you to be the little spoon for once between us.”

“That’s nice…and unlike you,” he continued to murmur, earning himself a jab in the side from your hand that rested just above where his hip was.

Your eyes rolled as Donghyuk couldn’t help but try and mess around with you. “You always cuddle me so I thought I would cuddle you and make you feel how you make me feel.”

“This is sweet,” he assured you, his voice much more genuine then it was before, “I feel really cosy actually being the little spoon.”

Your eyes watched closely as Donghyuk made himself comfortable, “so, you could get used to being the little spoon between the two of us in that case?”

“I could, as long as you really aren’t up to anything.”

June:

You looked at Junhoe in surprise as he failed to wrap his arms around you when you laid down beside him on the bed like he usually did.

“How about we try something new tonight?” He proposed, an excited glimmer in his eyes. “What about if you be the big spoon and cuddle me?”

Your eyebrows raised in surprise as you looked inquisitively back to Junhoe. “We can give it a go if you want to try it, you really want to be the little spoon?”

“I’ve always wondered what it feels like to lay properly and be the little spoon,” he admitted, “you make it sound so much fun, I want to see what the fuss is about.”

As Junhoe spoke you rolled onto your side and held onto him, “I bet that after you’re the little spoon tonight you won’t ever want to be the big spoon again, it’s so much fun.”

“I already think I could get used to this,” Junhoe joked, “I can see why you like being held by me so much Y/N.”

You tightened your grip around Junhoe to make the experience even better for him, “I hope you’re going to keep letting me be the little spoon too.”

“We might just have to swap roles I’m afraid.”

Chan:

As you peered over Chanwoo’s shoulder you were drawn straight away to the shy smile that appeared on his face as he felt you closing in.

“This is new,” he laughed, allowing you to slide your arm underneath his so that you could hold on around his waist and keep Chanwoo close to you.

Your head nodded as you rested it down on your pillow, “you’ve been working hard, you deserve to be taken care of for a little while instead tonight.”

“All day I’ve just been thinking about receiving a nice hug, it’s like you can read my mind,” Chanwoo joked, the faintest laugh escaping from him as he spoke.

You took that as a sign to tighten your grip and squeeze Chanwoo, “I’m not the best big spoon, but hopefully this makes you feel a little bit better if you’ve had a long day.”

“It’s perfect,” Chanwoo quickly reassured you, “what would I do without you here to take care of me all the time?”

A chuckle came from you in reply to Chanwoo’s question, “you’re the one who takes care of me, that’s why I’m always the little spoon.”

“Hmm…I could get used to being the little spoon.”

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noona-clock · 4 years ago

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The Engineer

Genre: Engineer!AU

Pairing: Chanwoo x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: None

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 | Words: 2,190

Don’t you just hate it when you’re walking along -- a completely innocent walk at your local park -- and a baseball whizzes by you, barely missing you? Like, it almost could’ve hit your head��that’s how close it was.

Anyone would hate that, I think that’s a very fair statement to make.

Nobody ever wants to almost get hit by a baseball, especially in the head.

But I guess it was a good thing you almost got hit and didn’t actually get hit. That certainly would’ve been much, much worse.

Still, though. The sound of someone yelling ‘Watch out!’ and the sharp, breezy whoosh of a baseball flying right in front of your face was enough to make you freeze in your tracks, enough to make your heartbeat quicken -- after it stopped altogether, of course.

You let out a breath when you heard the ball land on the ground with a thud somewhere behind you, and you blinked a couple of times at the sound of footsteps thumping toward you.

“I’m so sorry,” a voice panted.

When you managed to turn your head to look at whoever it was apologizing for almost hitting you in the head with a baseball...

You hadn’t been expecting that.

You honestly weren’t sure what you had been expecting, but it certainly wasn’t that.

And, in this case, by ‘that’ you meant ‘him.’

A tall, broad-shouldered, somewhat baby-faced guy with the most concerned (and adorable) expression was approaching you, and you suddenly had no qualms with the fact you could’ve been knocked unconscious by his carelessness. And his baseball.

“I’m sorry,” he repeated, slowing his jog and taking more cautious steps to reach you. “Are you all right? It didn’t hit you, did it?”

“Mm?” you hummed. And then you immediately shook your head, a small grin tugging at the corners of your lips. “Oh, no. No, it didn’t hit me. I’m fine.”

You weren’t the only one who was fine in this situation...

But, obviously, you meant ‘fine’ in another way because this guy -- whoever he was -- was fine.

“You’re sure?” he asked, his brow still knit with worry.

“Yes,” you chuckled. “It just missed me.”

He let out a soft sigh of relief, and after spotting the baseball, hurried over to pick it up.

Now, it would be remiss of me not to point out that this kind of thing... didn’t really happen to you. Ever.

You didn’t just almost get knocked down by a baseball and then the person who threw said baseball turned out to be kind of incredibly cute every day. Not even every week. Or month! You weren’t the kind of person who just happened to meet good-looking people all the time.

Or ever.

And, for some reason, you didn’t want to let this guy grab his baseball and then just run away after apologizing one last time.

No. You weren’t going to let that happen. Not today.

Today, you were going to -- what did they say nowadays? You were going to take your shot? Make your shot? Not throw away your --

SHOOT your shot! That was it!

You were going to shoot your shot, and --

Oh, and now he was smiling awkwardly at you and turning to walk away and you had completely been too lost in thought to notice that he was about to leave so you blurted out, “That was a great throw!”

The guy paused, and his awkward smile became a bit more genuine. He relaxed a little, turning the baseball over in his hands and gently throwing it into his mitt.

“Oh, thanks,” he replied with a soft, bashful laugh.

And that soft, bashful laugh brought out the dimples in his cheeks, and you immediately knew you were a goner.

“I mean, if you were trying to aim for me, then it wasn’t a great throw. But you probably weren’t.”

“No, no, of course I wasn’t!”

“Then, yeah, it was a great throw,” you chuckled. “Do you, like, actually play?”

...Honestly, what kind of a question was that? Was your brain functioning properly right now?

“Not actually,” he answered. “Just a hobby, I guess. I would like to, but I don’t really have time.”

You almost let out a sigh of relief because he had, apparently, known what you meant.

“Well, you seem good enough to be a professional. I mean, not that I really know much about baseball, and I’ve literally just seen you throw one time, but it was super fast. That’s good, right?”

“Yeah, I guess,” he replied, his dimples getting even deeper as his smile grew wider. And then, despite the fact you basically sounded like a bumbling idiot, he took a step closer to you and held out his hand for a greeting handshake. “I’m, uh, Chanwoo. By the way.”

He had a name!

“Y/N,” you told him with a grin as you shook his hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“You, too. But I’m sorry we met because I almost hit you in the head with a baseball.”

If that sentence had come from just about any other guy you’d ever met, it would’ve been a pick-up line. But, somehow, you knew Chanwoo hadn’t meant it like that. If he had, he had done a bang-up job of not making it seem like he had.

“Hey, it’s better than meeting because you did hit me in the head with a baseball,” you smirked.

“That... is very true,” Chanwoo replied as a soft blush tinged his cheeks.

Oh, god. His blush paired with his dimples made you want to reach out and pinch his cheeks so badly! How did someone so cute actually exist in this world and be standing right in front of you?

And how had you never seen him before?

“Are... are you new around here?” you asked, your brow gently knitting together in curiosity. You were sure you hadn’t seen him before; if you had, you definitely would’ve remembered him. He was too cute to forget!

“Ah, uh -- no,” he told you. “No, I... I actually grew up around here.”

Your brow furrowed more deeply.

“You did?” you asked with surprise. “So did I. What high school did you go to?”

When he answered that he had attended the same high school you did, you immediately asked him what year he graduated.

He told you.

And you almost screamed.

If your math wasn’t mistaken, he had entered high school after you had left.

So, it all made sense now. Now you knew why you didn’t recognize him. The two of you had gone to the same school, just not at the same time.

And now you felt like an absolute grandma.

“Oh,” you chuckled awkwardly. “Got it. I... I graduated a few years before.”

Chanwoo, surprisingly, did not look awkward. He actually smiled. “Do you know my friend Bobby? He graduated before me, too.”

Him you did know.

“Yes, I’ve heard of him.” But there was still a small problem. “He... graduated two years after me.”

So, Chanwoo’s older friend was still younger than you. Wow. Great.

If you hadn’t already felt uncomfortable, you sure would have after hearing that.

“Well,” you said brightly -- but the brightness sounded fake even to your own ears. “I should let you get back to practicing.”

“And I’ll let you get back to... whatever it was you were doing,” Chanwoo replied as he dipped his head into a nod.

You simply shot him a close-lipped smile before booking it outta there.

...Okay, you didn’t really book it. You just walked away. But on the inside -- emotionally and mentally -- you were booking it.

You felt like a complete fool. You’d been interested and flirting and he was so stinking cute... and you were quite a bit older than him.

I mean, not that an age difference is really a big deal. It was just strange and a little uncomfortable being on the upper end of that age difference.

Oh, well. You were older than him, but you weren’t that old. You still had plenty of time to find someone!

By the time you woke up the next morning, you had completely forgotten about...

What was his name?

See? You had forgotten all about him!

At least, you told yourself you had forgotten all about him. You couldn’t quite seem to get his attractive face and dimples out of your mind -- but you didn’t admit that to yourself.

You also didn’t go back to the park, instead choosing to take your walks around your neighborhood or on the treadmill in your basement. Neither option had as pretty scenery as the park, but you were trying to avoid seeing You Know Who in person. A more pleasant environment was just the sacrifice you had to make.

But then it started getting too hot outside to walk around your neighborhood, and while you could’ve bypassed the heat by walking early in the morning or later in the evening... you were just too lazy. It was enough for you to actually take a walk every single day! Plus, you were more of an Afternoon kind of person. Not an Early Bird or a Night Owl; your mind was the sharpest and you had the most energy for a few hours right after lunch, and since you did freelance work for your job, you were able to create your own schedule. Going for a nice walk around 2 PM every day was just your thing!

But, anyway. It was too hot to walk at 2 PM every day now, so you really had no choice but to trek down to your basement and walk on the treadmill while you watched a YouTube video or TV show.

It wasn’t your favorite thing to do, but you put up with it.

...That is, until your air conditioning system stopped working.

The whole point of exercising inside was because it was too hot outside. With your air conditioning broken, it really wasn’t any better. And your basement was the coolest part of the house!

This would absolutely not do. Not only could you not exercise in a non-air conditioned house when it was blazing hot outside, you couldn’t do anything in a non-air conditioned house when it was blazing hot outside.

You couldn’t sleep, you couldn’t relax and watch television or read, you couldn’t sit at your laptop and work -- you couldn’t live!

So, you barely waited a couple of hours after discovering it wasn’t working to look up a local handyman or mechanic. The company you’d been loyal to since moving into this house a few years ago had changed owners, and you had not had a pleasant experience when one of the new technicians had come to install a new light fixture last month -- it was time for someone new.

Just as you were pulling up a web browser to search for nearby handyman companies, you remembered your neighbor’s air conditioner had broken not too long ago. You decided to go over and see if she recommended them, and when she did, you asked for their phone number so you could give them a call.

Once you got back to your (extremely uncomfortable) house, you immediately rang them up to see if they could send someone out as soon as possible.

“Hello, thank you for calling YG Mechanical, how can I help you?” a young lady greeted.

“Hi, yes, my air conditioning unit is no longer working, so I was hoping to get someone to come out and take a look,” you told her.

“Absolutely,” she said. “When is the best availability for you?”

“I’m home all day, so any time, really.”

“All right, let me take a look... Oh, it looks like we have a technician with some time later this afternoon. Would that work for you?”

“Yes, that would be perfect.” Thank god.

After you gave her your name, address, and phone number, she confirmed the time window and thanked you for calling.

You wanted to reply with ‘No, thank you’ because she couldn’t feel how miserable it was inside your house but it was miserable, and getting things fixed in just a few hours was more than you could ask for.

...Still, though, you would have to get through the next few hours of work.

When your doorbell finally -- finally! -- rang, you closed your laptop hurriedly and sprang from your desk chair to go answer it.

Of course, jogging to the front door would only make you feel even more disgusting after sitting in a house with no cool air for several hours, but you couldn’t wait any longer than was absolutely necessary to let the handyman in.

When you arrived at your front door, you took a few seconds to let out a sigh, pat off the small beads of sweat on your face, and then you unlocked and opened it.

Your mouth opened to greet your savior -- whomever it was -- but when your eyes landed on the person standing on your doorstep...

It was Chanwoo.

Part 2

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smitten--kitten · 5 years ago

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The Type to: iKON Edition

Jay: The type to take your phone for the day cause he forgot to charge his and pretend that's a normal thing all couples do

Song: The type to buy random things from infomercials on the regular

Bobby: The type to scratch his junk and then sniff his fingers, regularly

B.I: The type to unabashedly read smutty fics about himself in public

DK: The type to try to pierce his own ear and pretend he got bit by a mean bird when it goes wrong

Ju-ne: The type to actually bite you when you say 'bite me' when arguing

Chan: The type to try to prank someone and have it backfire and get himself instead

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hendelicioux · 4 years ago

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Hey I'm a new writer so I'm looking for ideas so my request are open

I write for...

• NCT (OT23)

•Stray kids

•BTS

• Got7

•EXO

•Astro

•Seventeen

• The Boyz

•TXT

•iKon

•Ateez

and I'm trying to get into Viction, Golden child, Treasure and Enhypen so those coming soon.

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kpopwrld · 4 years ago

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Stray Kids Masterlist

🌸- fluff 🌩️ - angst

Bang Chan

none yet

Lee Minho (Lee Know)

Hate You or Love You- 🌸/🌩️

Seo Changbin

none yet

Hwang Hyunjin

none yet

Han Jisung

none yet

Lee Felix

none yet

Kim Seungmin

none yet

Yang Jeongin (I.N)

none yet

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pawkhyun · 4 years ago

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Laser Tag

a fluffy laser tag oneshot au!!

Pairing: Chanwoo!Reader

Length: Very short

Author's notes: this is my first piece here on tumblr! this is a warmup if anything, but, i do hope you enjoy it!!

You can practically read the glee in Chanwoo's face as the members agree in unison to his idea to go play laser tag. You both wait as Jinhwan buys the eight of you tickets to laser tag, with Chanwoo behind you, resting his head on your shoulder.

You were enjoying the affection when he mutters something out of the blue.

"I bet you couldn't beat me at laser tag," he half whispers, pressing a kiss onto your cheek.

"Is that a challenge?" You turn to face him. A smirk dances on his lips, revealing a shallow dent of where his dimples are.

"The winner gets the loser a soft serve," he says before finally getting off of you to get his ticket from Jinhwan.

All eight of you soon get ready to enter the laser tag arena soon. You see Chanwoo throw you a daring glance as he hops off first into the dark maze. Now you know he probably wants that soft serve very badly.

You get into the arena last, preparing yourself for any ambushes. You hear footsteps come towards you, and you jump out of hiding to fire your gun expecting to catch Chanwoo off guard — except, instead of Chanwoo, you come face to face with a dejected Yunhyeong, chest plate already blinking when you didn't even have a chance to pull your gun's trigger. You spare him a look of pity as he walks right past you, with the staff escorting him out of the arena.

The screams that echo from the arena make you wonder why Chanwoo's taking this game dead serious just to get a soft serve from you, when he could easily buy the entire ice cream shop if he wanted to.

You hear the other members' screams of defeat. Hanbin, then Junhoe, then Jinhwan. You didn't hear Bobby nor Donghyuk, but soon know they're out of the game as their names lit up in neon flicker off of the board. Your name and Chanwoo's was the only ones left.

You take a deep breath and move toward the heart of the maze. You hide against one of the maze walls, and you see Chanwoo standing still in the middle of the arena. Curious of his intent, standing there, vunerable, (which, mind you, is very unlike him) you observe him.

He seems to be looking for you, but his finger is nowhere near his gun's trigger, and the laser gun itself is carried carelessly, dangling at the side of his body. What is he up to?

"Jagi," you hear his voice echo from the heart of the maze, where he stands. "You should be here by now."

You recede back into your hiding spot, just in case he pulls something sly.

Though, unexpectedly, you hear the clatter of the plastic laser gun onto the arena floor.

"Baby," Chanwoo begins again, practically cooing. "I know you're listening. I dropped my gun, see?"

As he finishes his statement, you peek from your hiding place. He's staring right at you, which elicits a little yip from you in surprise. Chanwoo laughs, walking towards you. He cages you in with his arms, making you lean against the black maze wall.

"Relax, baby. I called you over so you could shoot me."

Instead of literally shooting him, you shot him a confused look. "Are you okay? Do you even understand the game?" You laugh nervously, guard still up.

"I only made that bet because I wanted to buy you ice cream," he pouts, trying to act cute. "I've had my fun kicking the members' asses. Shoot me so we can get our soft serves, Jagi."

You raise your laser gun and pull the trigger point black on Chanwoo's chest plate. At the same time, you close the gap between the two of you and give him a quick peck on the lips. The apparatus flashes in bright colours, illuminating Chanwoo's dimpled smile. Within minutes, you, Chanwoo and the others all go ahead and grab soft serve ice cream.

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starry-eyed-svt · 5 years ago

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Guess who's back? Shady's back. Tell a friend!

Hello! I am home from my mission. A tad early bc of every thing that is going on with COVID-19.

I would like to thank y'all fpr the continual support. I left and there were just over 600 of y'all and now there is about 754😭💖

I would love to get back in the groove of writing and posting! Feel free to send in requests! I am nearly a year and a half behind on the happenings of everything in the kpop world so bear with me as I get caught up to speed haha, thanks!

Love y'all mwah❤

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danghyuk · 6 years ago

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iKON reacting to being flirted by a male barista [2/2]

Donghyuk:

It’s a known fact among ikon and fans that Donghyuk is a coffee lover, so it’s not a surprise to spot him at a café or with a said drink in his hands.

He discovers a new coffee shop when he and a few other members are out filming something for ikon tv. They have a short break, and Donghyuk left the others for the sake of getting his hands around a warm cup of coffee.

Pleased with his new discovery, he walks in and looks around for a bit – taking in the various posters, pictures, plants and other small but pleasant decorations placed around. The place is small and Donghyuk feels relieved when he only sees you behind the desk.

As he steps closer towards you and the cash register, the male gets a better view of your handsome and sharp features which he compliments you on. Though Donghyuk already knows what he’s going to order, he still takes another minute to observe the menu as well as he smugly gazes upon your still shocked face.

Donghyuk ends up leaving the café 15 minutes later with an even more pleasing smile – having enjoyed the coffee and you trying your best to flirt back. Not to mention the number pleased safely in his wallet.

Junhoe:

Junhoe is either extremely confident or somewhat socially dumb at times, if not a mix of both. Of course, he knows better than to waltz into a crowded shop to order a drink without some sort of mask, but that does not make him more oblivious.

Having lost a paper, rock, scissors battle, he grumpily finds the nearest and best café, wanting to get his and his members’ orders done and paid for already.

When it’s his turn to order, June is more focused on pouting rather than watching the barista in front of him – being no other than you. You recognize him from somewhere, but your attention is currently on his cute face.

“What’s the matter, cutie? Don’t hide your beautiful smile.” The flirting shocks him some and he immediately forgets everybody’s orders for a second, gaping like a fish out of the water, before a heavy flush spread over his features.

He leaves the shop in a shock, forgetting about the warm drinks he’s carrying, but with the promise of meeting up with you later etched into his mind.

Chanwoo:

Chanwoo would rather spend his day off in his room gaming, at a pc room or an internet café, but Song had managed to convince him to try something else, only for Song to leave almost immediately.

So, there he was, in an almost empty café, abandoned and with a lukewarm drink getting colder and colder.

The look of annoyance and dissatisfaction on his features catch your attention from afar and you decide to take your break a bit earlier, bringing the handsome stranger a new cup of his order with your own [fave drink].

Chan doesn’t as much as glance at your figure as you sit down beside him at the table. It’s when you push the new drink in front of him that he notices your presence. “Who are you?” “Someone who thinks you’re way too cute to look so down.”

After a nice conversation and you flirting with Chanwoo in between just to see his lips tug up in an adorable smile, he feels much better and the annoyance he felt for Song is long gone.

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lovingikonhours · 5 years ago

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Hi can I get one on what it would be like cuddling with chanwoo? Thank you !:,) and ur blog is so cute!

Of course!! Thank you for requesting cause you’re cuter uwu

Stay With Me

Pairing: Chanwoo // Reader

Genre: Fluffy Fluff

Warnings: none except lch (loving Chanwoo hours) are about to start if you weren’t already in them wowowowowow

(((A/N: I know it’s been a million years but I’m back. I hope you enjoy it :((.)))

As you walked into your dimly lit apartment, you followed the more than familiar steps to your room. Your tired eyes drooped quickly as you found your way back to your bed, dropping onto it quicker than you left it.

You felt arms encircle your figure and you were pulled flush against him. You giggles sleepily at his antics, even in his sleep. You moved your hand to run your finger over his arm, gently tracing patterns onto his skin.

“Why’d you leave me.” He asked in a sleep laced voice. “Mm. I thought you we’re asleep Chanwoo.” He huffed. “You know I can’t sleep without you next to me. You woke me up when you got up.. now what were you doooing.”

His whining made you laugh harder and suddenly you were both awake at 2 am. “I had to go to the bathroom! Why are you being so dramatic?” He rolled his eyes and pulled you even closer to him so he could bury his face in your neck.

“I’m being dramatic because you left me here.” You could hear the pout in his voice. “You left me here cold and alone, to what. Pee? Lame.” You scoffed and stopped moving your fingers.

“Chanwoo, peeing is necessary. Sorry I have to perform normal bodily functions.” He kissed the side of your head. “It’s ok baby. I forgive you. Now cuddle or I’ll redact that apology.” You sighed and smiled before snuggling against him.

“Deal.”

#asks #gudetamaadmirer #ikon #ikon fluff #ikon reactions #ikon scenarios #ikon imagines #chan #chan fluff #chan reactions #chan imagines #chan scenarios #chanwoo #chanwoo reactions #chanwoo fluff #chanwoo imagines #chanwoo scenarios

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wongiemei · 5 years ago

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iKON Girl Member

Name: Jeon Se-Hwa

Stage Name: Bella

Birth of Place: Jung District, Daegu, South Korea

Birthday: January 14, 1997

Height: 163 cm

Weight: 45.8 kg

Position: Rapper, Dancer, Visual

Family: Jeon Yeong Sik (Father), Lee Soo Rin (Mother), Jeon Jeong Hwa (oldest brother, 1994), Jeon Seung Hwa (brother, 2001), Jeon Jae Hwa (sister, 2005), Diana Laurent (half-sister, 2010), Rafael Laurent (half-brother, 2013)

Blood type: AB- (negative)

Languages: Korean, Japanese, Chinese, English, French, and a little bit of Italian

Nicknames: Belle, Kid, Girlie, Sister, Pabo, Baby Doll, Baby Girl [ ;) ]

Background:

Born and raised at Daegu

Speaks satoori

Her parents divorced when she was 10

Her mother remarried a French businessman when she was 11 while her father remained single

Sehwa, her older brother, and her younger brother kept flying from Korea to France for the custody but not her younger sister

Their mother’s new husband was very wealthy so he was able to afford it

A few years after the divorce, her mother gave birth to her half-sister Diana and a few years after that, gave birth to her half-brother, Rafael

Has an okay relationship with her stepfather

Chose her stage name after what he calls her

Stayed in France for 1 year when she was 15 and went to school there and learned some Italian

Her father pressured her to come back home and study there

Her brothers and eventually her sister stayed in France with her mother but occasionally go to visit Korea

It was all because of her father that she was able to become a trainee in YG

Ever since she was young, she’s always loved dancing

So, her father recorded her doing a cover of one of Shinee’s songs

Unbeknowst to her, he sent the recording as her audition tape

Her mother wanted her to come back so she went back to France

She was around 17 at the time so she studied in France another year

There’s a test you have to take for colleges overseas and she was smart enough to get offers

Sehwa happened to be able to get a letter from University of Cambridge at England

However, her father told her that YG wanted her to train for them

Of course, she still needed to prove to them that she’s worth it because they’re not just going to accept her with one dance video

Sehwa had to pick: Cambridge or her dream of becoming a dancer

Of course her mother, her stepfather, and her older brother wanted her to take Cambridge

But her dreams of becoming a dancer was much bigger than college

So she went back to Korea and gave up her scholarship to become an idol

Facts:

likes mayonnaise

a gamer but not as good as chanwoo

has a weird accent

she has a little bit of a satoori accent mixed with a french accent with the seoul accent

sometimes, her members couldn’t figure out what she’s saying

talks in konglish a lot

has a tendency to forget the language she’s speaking

like, donghyuk would be talking to her and all of a sudden, she’d go quiet and blank

he almost shit his pants laughing after she explained that she forgot all languages for a hot minute

takes pills for her ADD

also diagnosed with insomnia

when she was born, one of her kidneys wasn’t working so she came out almost dead but was able to be revived

due to that, she has a hard time keeping up with physical activity that strains her body

collapsed once during a concert and got the boys vv worried

has a resting bitch face

ppl think she’s upset or angry even though she’s just thinking on what she should eat for dinner

likes to act all badass but she’s so smol and so soft for her boys

is very diverse

like her face and her attitude can fit in with any concept

but ikonics die when she goes from cute to vv hot and sexy in a matter of 0.000000000001 seconds

she is the type to forget everything around her when she’s focused on something

for example, she was working on the RETURN album, she forgot to eat and drink and shower and was stuck in the studio for 2 days

the members couldn’t get in there because she locks her door

finally got in when bobby drilled off the door

since then, the boys look after her since she looks after them but not herself

ikonics love her and treat her like their daughter

such a cute little bun that needs to be protected

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bangcrizpychan · 5 years ago

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iKon Masterlist

B.I

Jay

Song

Bobby

Ju-ne

Chanwoo

#ikon #ikon x reader #ikon fluff #ikon angst #ikon imagines #ikon scenario #b.i x reader #hanbin x reader #jay x reader #bobby x reader #song x reader #dk x reader #ju ne x reader #chanwoo x reader #chan x reader #kpop imagines #kpop fluff #kpop angst

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blu-joons · 2 years ago

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When You Feel His Smile During A Kiss ~ iKON Reaction

Jay:

You didn’t quite know where to look after Jinhwan kissed you, taken aback by the feeling of his smile so clearly against your lips as you pecked against him.

Your flustered expression caught Jinhwan’s attention as soon as you pulled back from him too. “How come you can’t look at me?” He whispered.

“I could feel you,” you chimed, feeling a hand underneath your chin, bringing your eyes back up. “I could feel your smile.”

The corners of the smile that you were referring to turned up as you spoke. “Did the fact that I smiled really make you feel so nervous?”

“I wasn’t expecting it, I’ve never felt your smile like that before,” you continued to whisper, still feeling your heart race before Jinhwan.

He couldn’t hide how funny he found it seeing how shy such an innocent gesture had made you. “I might have to smile more often from now on.”

“You can’t, my heart won’t be able to take it.”

Song:

A look of confusion appeared on Yunhyeong’s face as he picked up on how cheery you seemed as the two of you both pulled away from your kiss.

Yunhyeong studied you for a few moments before clearing his throat, “what’s got you smiling like that so suddenly, it was just a kiss?”

“It wasn’t just a kiss,” you corrected Yunhyeong in reply, “I could feel your smile during the kiss, it was so wide Yunhyeong.”

His shoulders shrugged as he felt his smile growing once again too. “How can I not smile when I get to kiss you time after time Y/N?”

“That’s not a question that I can answer,” you chuckled back across to Yunhyeong, “I’ll never know why you get excited when you kiss me.”

Yunhyeong reached forwards and took a hold of your hand, “I would tell you, but we’d be here forever with all of my reasons why I like it.”

“You know all of the right thing to say today.”

DK:

A chuckle came from Donghyuk as he avoided your eyes, knowing how wide his smile was, and that it was something that you had picked up on too.

Your finger jabbed against Donghyuk’s stomach as you tried to get him to look at you. “I’m not glancing up,” he quickly told you.

“Why are you getting shy?” You teased, tugging against his hand, “you shouldn’t have smiled if you didn’t want to be like this.”

A sigh came from Donghyuk as he reluctantly turned his eyes up to meet yours, “I was hoping you’d not notice, but I could feel you watching me.”

“I’m just admiring you,” you grinned, tightening your grip on Donghyuk’s hand, “wondering how lucky I am to get to kiss you all the time.”

Dongyhyuk’s head shook as your words managed to convince him to have more confidence around you. “I hate how much you make me smile.”

“Really? Because I love seeing that smile.”

June:

He didn’t quite know what to say as Junhoe felt you watching him, his eyes slowly narrowed in your direction as he began to panic about what was going on.

Your kiss still lingered against his lips as Junhoe glanced at you. “I didn’t do something wrong, did I? Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Nothing is wrong,” you hurried to reassure Junhoe, “I could just feel your kiss as you kissed me, it surprised me a little.”

A sigh of relief came from Junhoe as he brushed over his forehead, “I was beginning to think that maybe you didn’t want to kiss me then.”

“I can safely tell you that I would never want for that,” you chuckled, “I could get used to feeling that smile whenever you kiss me though.”

Junhoe nodded in agreement with you, “I think that that’s definitely something that I can do whenever we kiss, as long as you do too.”

“Of course, kissing you always makes me happy.”

Chan:

There was a moment of silence as the two of you pulled away from each other, with Chanwoo quickly noticing you staring back across at him.

A muffled laugh came from Chanwoo as he waved over your face, “have I done something? Why are you staring at me like that Y/N?”

“Sorry, I didn’t realise,” you quickly responded. “I think I was just in a moment of deep thought then after you kissed me.”

Chanwoo’s expression formed to one of bemusement, “how come a kiss got you thinking? You never normally think too much about these things.”

“That’s true,” you agreed, “but I don’t normally feel your smile as much as I did when you just kissed me, it almost sent a shiver down my spine.”

Chanwoo stepped forwards and wrapped his arm around your frame, “you’re not trying to tell me that feeling my smile made you a little shy, Y/N?”

“I think it might have done, just a little bit.”

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Masterlist

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noona-clock · 4 years ago

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The Engineer - Part 6, Final Chapter

Genre: Engineer!AU

Pairing: Chanwoo x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: None

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 | Words: 2,940

You weren’t 100% certain yet, but you were almost sure that you had made a mess of everything.

I mean... just because Chanwoo had asked you to hang out instead of go out, you’d immediately jumped to the conclusion that he wasn’t interested in dating you?

...Seriously?

Who does that? Who decides how another person feels based off of just one word?

Wow. You were kind of an idiot. And, this time, you didn’t even need Miles to tell you that.

It had been several hours since you’d offered to set Chanwoo up with your cousin, and you had yet to hear from him. He hadn’t texted or called you all during your walk home from the park, during the rest of your workday, or even during dinner.

I mean, that was totally fine. He was probably busy, and he just didn’t have time to talk to you. He was an adult with a full-time job, it was totally understandable!

...But you still worried about it.

You were worried that he was upset with you, and even though you’d only known him for about a month, you really didn’t want him to be upset with you. You actually didn’t want him to be upset with anyone else, either. Or just about anything, in general. You only ever wanted him to be happy because that meant he would smile and laugh and that meant you would get to see his dimples and have you mentioned before how much you truly loved seeing his dimples? I mean, they were just so cute, and they just fit his face so well, and why were you thinking so much about this?

You shook your head a little to try and get those thoughts out of your mind, but then your phone chimed, causing you to jump slightly with surprise.

You fumbled to pick your phone up, still shaken from both your train of thought and the sudden notification... and when you saw what the notification actually was, it did nothing to calm you down.

A text message from Chanwoo.

You didn’t allow yourself to think, opening it hastily and scanning his words in two seconds.

Can I come over?

...Oh.

That was different.

He had invited you out to meals, and he had invited you to the park, but he had never invited you to his place or asked to come to yours.

Until now, of course.

But even though you were a bit taken aback by his request, you still replied back as quickly as you could.

Yeah, come on over now 😊

At times like these, you were so glad for emojis. Now Chanwoo probably thought you were all calm, cool, and collected instead of verging on anxious.

He read your message immediately and sent back a thumbs up emoji, and you assumed he would be on his way momentarily.

You stared at your phone screen until it went black... and then you turned on your heel and bolted to your bathroom to touch up your hair.

When the doorbell rang, your heart nearly leaped out of your chest.

You had been trying -- really trying -- not to think about why he would be coming over, and you had... kind of succeeded. But also kind of not.

You had basically decided that he was coming here either to tell you he did want you to set him up with his cousin, or he was coming here to... do... something else that you weren’t sure about. And considering the fact he almost certainly would’ve just texted you about your cousin, you really just were not sure about anything.

Chanwoo was turning out to be more of a mystery than you’d ever realized.

As you reached out and grabbed the doorknob after semi-jogging down the stairs, you let out a soft exhale to try and calm yourself.

And then you opened it.

“Hey,” you greeted, trying your absolute best to smile at him as if you weren’t completely and totally anxious about why he was here. “Come on in.”

Chanwoo simply stepped inside, not saying anything in return and just barely grinning back at you.

After closing the door behind him, you turned to walk down the hall to your kitchen. You’d already eaten dinner, and it was getting pretty late into the evening, but you would feel like a bad friend if you didn’t ask: “Do you want anything? Food? Drink?”

But you weren’t even halfway down the hall when you felt Chanwoo gently grab your wrist, stopping you from going any farther.

“W--wait,” he said, and you couldn’t help but hear how his voice caught just slightly when he spoke.

You halted your movements, raising your eyebrows and slowly spinning around on your heel to face him. He looked about as nervous as he sounded -- just slightly.

“Hmm?” you hummed inquiringly, looking up at him with a curious frown.

“I...” He quickly let go of your wrist as if he had forgotten he was holding it -- and then he continued. “I... don’t want you to set me up with your cousin.”

...Oh. So, it was the opposite of what you’d thought.

“Oh... I mean, no worries,” you began, the corners of your lips lifting up into a soft smile. “It’s --”

“I-don’t-want-you-to-set-me-up-with-your-cousin-because-I-like-you.”

You had been mid-sentence when he’d interrupted you, and when you’d actually heard his words, your mouth had left itself hanging open with your speech left unspoken.

And when you didn’t say anything, Chanwoo inhaled deeply and repeated -- more slowly this time --, “I don’t want you to set me up with your cousin because... I like you. I don’t want to date her, I want to date you. I... kind of thought... we were getting to that? Kind of?”

About a million curse words were flying through your brain right now, some of them directed at Miles for being right but most of them directed at yourself.

As your forehead wrinkled, you closed your eyes and brought your hands up to your face, burying it into your palms with shame. “Oh, god,” you muttered.

You almost immediately felt Chanwoo’s fingers around your wrist again, and he began tugging your hand away. “What?” he asked, sounding incredibly concerned. “What’s wrong?”

“I --” You let your hands fall and looked up at him, feeling guilty and frustrated at the same time. “I totally messed everything up.”

Chanwoo’s head jerked back a little in surprise. “You -- what do you mean?”

“You’re going to think I’m certifiably nuts, but I was so thrown off by how much younger you are than me that I let my thoughts run way too wild, and when you asked me to go to lunch that first time, you said hang out, so I thought you just meant it as friends, and then when you never tried to kiss me or anything, I assumed you didn’t like me that way and since I’m so much older than you, I figured it was for the better that way!”

...You had been right. Whether or not Chanwoo would admit it out loud, he was looking at you as if you were certifiably nuts.

He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times to say something, and the silence between you was causing your heart to both speed up and slow down at the same time.

“I didn’t try to kiss you because you left so quickly,” he finally said. “I thought... maybe you just liked to take things slow.”

“But you asked me if I wanted to hang out! Hanging out with someone is not a date!”

Yes, you were definitely pulling at strings because Chanwoo really did not deserve any of the blame in this situation.

You and you alone were the culprit. This you understood and accepted completely.

A tiny, amused grin pulled at Chanwoo’s lips, and he shook his head gently. “That was my bad, I’m sorry.”

You let out a soft, whining exhale and stepped closer to him, reaching out to touch his arm without even really thinking about it. “No, it’s -- you honestly have nothing to be sorry about. It was all me. I over-analyzed the entire situation and made too many assumptions on my own when really all I had to do was just... ask you.”

Before you had a chance to let your hand fall from Chanwoo’s arm, he reached up and took it, grasping your fingers gently in his. “That’s true, but... I could’ve said something, too. Obviously, I wasn’t being... obvious about my feelings. Found that out when you offered to set me up with someone else this afternoon,” he chuckled.

“Oh, god,” you moaned, leaning forward and pressing your forehead against his chest. “I am such an idiot! You don’t actually like me, do you? How could you like someone so stup --”

Chanwoo didn’t let you finish your sentence. He snaked his arm in-between you, taking your chin in his hand, tilting your head up to look at him again, and swiftly capturing your lips in a kiss.

A surprised, muffled yelp escaped from your throat, getting lost in the kiss, and eventually, the shock melted away into warmth. You stepped closer to him, reaching up to slide your arms around his neck as he let go of your chin and moved to hold your waist and back.

You pulled delicately at his lips, your brows knitting together at the supremely wonderful feel and taste of him. His arms were strong around you but his kiss was shy, and it made you smile.

“You’re not an idiot,” he muttered, pulling away only enough to speak. “I’m the one who’s been wanting to kiss you since the day we met, and I’m just now finally getting around to it.”

“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” you whispered after letting out a breathy laugh.

“Because... I was too shy, I guess,” he shrugged, lifting your arms up along with his shoulders.

You cursed Miles again for being right again. Honestly, you would really have to prepare yourself to tell him about what had happened tonight. You wouldn’t be surprised if he gloated for years to come.

“Things would’ve been a lot easier if we had both just communicated openly, huh?” you chuckled, shaking your head the tiniest bit.

“Yeah...” Chanwoo agreed, sounding just a bit guilty. “So, I’ll definitely tell you from now on whenever I want to kiss you.”

You laughed louder at that, pressing the tip of your nose against his.

Chanwoo gripped you more tightly, and even though you were too close to actually see, you could tell a wide grin was curving his lips.

And that meant his dimples were out.

You kissed him again, unable to hold yourself back now that the barrier had been broken.

To your surprise, though, Chanwoo pulled away. “Wait -- honestly, though... I never actually think about the age difference between us.”

“Yeah, because you’re the younger one,” you retorted.

“No,” he chuckled. “Because... I just like you. I would still like you if you were my age or if you were even older than you are now --”

“Even older!” you cried. “Wow!”

“No, I didn’t mean it like that!” he laughed, holding you more tightly so you couldn’t get away from him.

You shot him a playfully skeptical look and muttered, “Yeah, sure.”

“It really doesn’t matter to me,” he said in a low voice.

You pursed your lips slightly, letting your arms slide from around his neck down to his chest. “I... I won’t lie, it threw me for a loop at first. But once I actually got to know you, I just... forgot about it.”

“...Do you find yourself forgetting more and more things these days?”

You pushed his chest but his hold on you was too strong to actually do any sort of damage. “You --! One day, you’ll be my age, and you’ll know how it feels to be old!”

“Yeah, one day way, way into the future,” he retorted.

You simply raised your eyebrows menacingly at him. “You’re walking on thin ice, buddy.”

But you somehow knew he wouldn’t let up -- like, ever. Even though both of you claimed to never think about the age gap between you, he would never let you forget that you were older than him.

And... for some reason... that didn’t bother you.

Mainly because you knew there were plenty of insults you could throw back about being younger.

And wasn’t that one of the best parts about being in a relationship? Making fun of each other for things beyond your control?

I mean, Miles teased you about --

Oh, god. Miles. It hit you just now how absolutely and unbelievably right he’d been.

I mean, you’d already known how much he would gloat about this, but... ugh.

“What?” Chanwoo asked, and you realized now your thoughts were all over your face.

“Oh -- nothing, I just... my best friend, Miles,” you sighed. “Just to warn you, he’s the kind of best friend I tell everything to. I’ll introduce you soon, don’t worry. And I’ll ask his husband to make his famous spaghetti sauce. But anyway! I told him earlier about what happened at the park, and he told me that you liked me, and now he’s going to be insufferable when he finds out he was right.”

“Wait, he has a husband who makes famous spaghetti sauce?”

“Yes, his name is Tristan, and he’s not a professional chef, but he can cook just like one, and his spaghetti sauce is to die for.”

Chanwoo frowned a little, and said, “I’m surprised someone that old can still cook.”

As you teasingly shrieked at and scolded him for crossing the line with that one, you knew it certainly wouldn’t be the last time. I mean, it wasn’t even the first time he’d made fun of you for being older.

And... you were looking forward to it, to be honest. You were looking forward to the future more now than you could ever remember.

Six Months Later

A sleepy groan rumbled in your throat as something -- or... someone? -- roused you from your slumber.

“Y/N,” you heard a familiar voice whisper, the sound muffled as you fought to wake up.

“What?” you mumbled, your lips just barely moving and your brain just barely registering that Chanwoo was gently shaking your shoulder.

“Wake up,” he chuckled, his voice closer now as his lips brushed over your ear.

You reactively lifted your shoulder, a shiver running down your spine from how loudly he’d spoken right into your ear. “Stop,” you frowned, your eyes still closed.

“Not until you wake up,” he whisper-shouted.

Your eyes fluttered open, and you turned onto your back to try and push him away from you. “Okay, I’m awake. What do you want?” you asked grumpily.

See? I told you earlier that you weren’t a morning person. Not a night person either -- a solid afternoon person, and that was that.

Despite your prickly tone and question, Chanwoo beamed down at you.

Even after being in a relationship with him for half a year, your heart still jumped whenever he smiled or laughed. You would, apparently, never get over the sight of his dimples!

“Happy birthday,” he said, reaching out to brush some strands of hair off of your forehead.

Oh, god, that’s right. Today was your birthday.

It normally took you more than few minutes to be fully cognizant after waking up, so it wasn’t unusual for you to forget what day it was. Even when it was your birthday.

You pushed yourself into a sitting position, your brow slightly furrowing as your brain began to catch up. “Wait, you said you had to work today,” you recalled.

Since your birthday was on a Saturday this year, you had taken him at his word when he’d told you he’d been put on the schedule. You hadn’t minded, to be honest, because he would be free for dinner with Miles, Tristan, and his friends Bobby and Yunhyeong later this evening. That was enough for you.

“Yes, I did say that,” he agreed with a nod.

You waited for him to explain himself... but he didn’t.

“So... why are you here?”

“It’s your birthday,” he grinned. “And considering it may be your last since you’re practically ancient, I wanted to take you wherever you want to go. Wherever your barely beating heart desires.”

A smirk instantly appeared on your lips, and you rolled your eyes at him, reaching out to swat his shoulder. “Shut up,” you laughed.

So, he was surprising you? Chanwoo really wasn’t the surprising type -- at least, not that you knew. And you knew him pretty well by now.

“So, you’re not working?” you asked, just to be sure.

“No.”

“You’re... spending the day with me?”

“Yes. Like I said, it may be your last --”

You kicked him from under the covers, and he quickly got off your bed with a devilish grin on his lips. “Come on, first up is breakfast. Get dressed and ready.”

Well. You really hadn’t been expecting this. Chanwoo had told you he’d had to work, and you’d simply taken him at his word. You’d had no reason not to. The two of you communicated so openly now that the mishaps from the past seemed like an entirely different universe.

But, apparently, there were still some mysteries you had yet to uncover about him.

And you realized... that was just how you liked it.

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