#kanghyungu

[onewaigu]

Books

Genre : strangers!au

Theme : mild fluff

Pairing : Kanghyun(Onewe) X Reader

Description : The Little Prince was a popular newly-released book and you can't seem to get your hands on it.

“They're literally just words, Y/N”

Sadly, it's a recurring theme. Being told that books were just words. Nothing more. Nothing special. To which you would always shrug your shoulders dismissively or force a smile on your face.

You loved your friends. You really did but you just wished they'd open their hearts to reading books more. Unlike them, books meant a whole lot to you.

Books were apart of your memories with your dad when you were little. Every night before bed, he would read a book to you. Different books for different nights. And he never missed a single day. Even when he'd come home late.

The day you lost your dad in a car accident was the day you found solace in books. They reminded you of the happiest moments in your life when you had your dad beside you. Since his passing, your love for books only grew stronger. Whenever people saw you, you're sure to have your nose buried in a book.

Recently, you overheard some people in your Literature class talking about this new book that'd just been published— The Little Prince. Being the bookworm that you were, you naturally wanted to get your hands on the book.

Instead of buying books, you had to borrow them from the library because your dorm didn't have enough space. Besides, borrowing books saved you a ton of money and as a typical college student, that was the best option.

You planned on dropping by the library on one of the weekends when you weren't drowning in homework and presentations. You had checked online for the book and it turned out there was only one copy left available. Looking at the computer screen, you tapped your fingers nervously on the table. Hopefully, you would get there in time before anyone else did.

The weekends finally came and you were excited.

You checked your computer once again and thankfully, the book was still available. Breathing out a sigh of relief, you got yourself dressed in a simple black tee and jeans. You decided to skip breakfast entirely and headed out to catch the bus. The library was a bit far from your dorm so after alighting from the bus, you had to take a short trip on the subway.

After all that travelling, you arrived at the library. The place itself was like something out of Harry Potter. It wasn't the typical modern library. The bookshelves were all made of wood and the decor in the library had that sophisticated feel to them. You were always amazed whenever you visited the library. It was your happy place after all.

Once you were inside, you immediately disappeared into the shadows of the large bookshelves, searching for The Little Prince. What you thought would take a few minutes, turned out longer than expected. It wasn't because you couldn't find the section where the book was supposed to be. No, you found the exact spot. It's just that there was no book there.

Your dramatic self spent around thirty minutes staring blankly at the empty spot because you couldn't believe you were too late.

Beside you, someone cleared their throat. Snapping out of your sadness, you slowly turned your head to the person.

“Do you need help, Miss?”, a young librarian asked while giving you a weird look.

He looked at the empty spot on the bookshelf where your hand rested and something clicked in his mind.

“Ahh, were you trying to find The Little Prince?”, he placed the books he was carrying on one of the shelves and pointed his thumb behind him.

“Someone already checked it out a few minutes ago”, he gave you a kind smile.

Your eyebrows furrowed even deeper.

“Are there any other copies that I can borrow?”, you pleaded with the boy.

“I'm sorry Miss, we only have that one left”, he shook his head apologetically.

With the way your head was lowered and shoulders were slouched, anyone could tell you were visibly heartbroken. The young librarian stood awkwardly in front of you, without knowing what to do to comfort you.

After a few seconds of sulking, you crouched down to pick up your backpack and turned around to leave. That's when you heard the librarian calling out for you.

“Hey, Miss!”, he accidentally shouted out which caused him to cower his head as if to hide himself in case some other librarian heard him.

You raised an eyebrow at him.

“The book is due in three weeks' time”

Oh.

Your spirits lifted a bit.

Perfect. You just had to wait.

So for the whole three week's you waited patiently.

Sike.

Who were you kidding? You weren't patient at all.

Occasionally during the weekdays of those three weeks, you would randomly drop by to see if the book had been returned yet. Unfortunately, every visit turned out to be a failure. The only highlight was that the young librarian from the other day was the one who helped check the book out. Meaning, he had a glimpse of who borrowed the book.

Male. Blond hair. Lean build. Looked about your age but slightly taller.

This could be anyone but it was at least something to help you spot him.

When the three-week mark came, you were crossing your fingers. He might be there or he might not be. You just had to go and see for yourself.

Taking the same usual route to the library, you arrived in no time. Without even bothering to check the shelves again, you went straight to the librarian's desk upfront to ask if the book had been returned. Only when you got closer did you realise that there was already someone at the desk.

And that someone turned out to be a blond-haired male with a lean build and looked about your age but slightly taller than you.

He's the one. Tsk, slow reader.

You walked your way towards his side quietly. Unfortunately, he was too focused on whatever he was telling the young librarian that he didn't even notice your presence. But you, on the other hand, could hear their conversation clearly.

“Are you sure it's not possible to extend it?”, Blondie pleaded.

“No Sir, you can only borrow it for three weeks max”, the librarian calmly explained.

“But I really need more time with it”, he said with a slight pout.

“Not possible, Sir..rules are rules”

With that, Blondie heaved a sigh, “It's okay then..”

As he slowly walked away from the desk, you shifted yourself so that you were in front of the librarian.

“Oh hey Miss, you're back..again”, he chuckled.

“Well, you're in luck because..tada! The book's here”, he lifted The Little Prince off the desk and waved it around lightly.

“Hahaha thanks, could you help check it out for me real quick? I gotta be somewhere soon”, you scratched your head sheepishly.

“Sure, no problem”, he did what you asked while you stood there waiting.

“Your name, Miss?”, he looked up from the book with his pen hovering over the name card that was in it.

“Y/N”, you said while turning slightly to look behind you. He was still there.

“All right, there you go Miss..remember, it's due in three weeks' time”, he gave you a knowing smile.

Turning your attention back to the librarian, you gave him a polite smile and thanked him for the book before grabbing it off the desk and heading somewhere else.

While you were walking, you flipped open the book to look at the name card.

Hyungu. So that was his name.

You stopped walking once you saw his blond mop of hair. Tapping gently on his shoulder, you finally got to see his face clearly as he lifted his head up. A sense of familiarity hit you. You knew him from somewhere but you weren't so sure-

“Hyungu?”

“-uhh yeah, that's me?”, he gave you a surprised look.

He's probably confused as to why you were there.

“Um..I overheard that you needed the book for a little more time”, you stretched out your hands that was holding the book to him.

“I was actually waiting for the book since a few weeks' ago but thinking back now, I'm really not in any rush compared to you..w-which I assume you are in..a r-rush I mean”, you stumbled over your words as you stood awkwardly in front of him, trying to explain why you were giving the book to him.

He was surprised, to say the least. His cheeks reddened and he looked beyond flustered.

“Oh..um it's fine really”, he gingerly refused and pushed the book back to you.

But you insisted. And he gave in.

His hands held onto the book like it was precious and his eyes softened as they looked at you gratefully.

��I don't know how to repay yo- actually, let me buy you a coffee”, he offered kindly.

You felt like you were being asked out by someone but you shook away your ridiculous thought. Blondie just wanted to offer his thanks and here you were, daydreaming. Tsk.

Well, he was kinda cute..not gonna lie.

“I don't drink coffee-”

“-tea?”, he said a little too enthusiastically that made his eyes widened. His fingers fiddled with the loose strands of his purple sweater.

You pursed your lips trying to suppress your laughter before nodding your head.

“Yeah, tea sounds nice”

[a/n]

this might probably be the last time i write hyungu as a blond-haired boywhkabskwbdkw

LIKE CMON KANG HYUNGU MY HEART WASN'T READY TO BE ATTACKED BY YOUR GRAY HAIR

I HATE HIM

sobs

oh yeah why did hyungu look familiar? that's probably cause y/n had seen him on tv a few times when he was in mas0094 or something~

stan onewe, oneus, weus everyone

[giwook]

ONEWEUS URLS!!

I have these urls saved and I’m literally not using so if you want one message me 😇

@pls9youngjo

@kanghyungus

@oneusxion

[onewaigu]

Memory (pt.1)

Genre : short story

Theme : fluff

Pairing : Kanghyun(Onewe) X Reader

Description : you had ended your friendship with your most trusted companion because of a dumb misunderstanding. for years, you had been regretting it and wanted everything to go back to how it was before. fate listened and granted your wishes in the form of banana milk and banana-coloured hair.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Life will eventually become a memory.

You carelessly hummed along to Reminisce About All, a powerful ballad that recently caught you off guard thanks to the perfect combination of vocals and instruments that managed to tug on your emotions, without fail.

Onewe, was apparently what this particular rookie k-band went by. Cute and simple.

To be honest, you weren't familiar with the band's history yet the song had been playing in your head for weeks on end. You only had your friend-slash-colleague, Jaehyung, to thank. His constant tweeting at ungodly hours led you to the band's MelOn playlist. Thus, here you were, starting off your evening shift by mindlessly sweeping away at the white, unpolished tiles of your neighbourhood GS25 store whilst listening to Onewe's song. A routine that you had found yourself in for the past months.

Life hadn't always been as uneventful as your current situation.

“Yah, Kang Hyungu!”, you huffed in fake annoyance.

The said Kang Hyungu who was running a few metres ahead of you, had stolen your precious banana milk. He even had the audacity to stop mid-run just to give you the most smug look that he could muster before continuing on.

Idiot. Now people are gonna think they're watching Tom and Jerry in real life.

“Y/N, if you really wanted your banana milk back, you would've taken it by now”, he laughed.

“I'm sorry, I wasn't born with giraffe legs!“, you retorted, almost choking on your own breath. What you really needed was the gym. Dude was too athletic for you.

Upon hearing that, he halted.

“Yah! That was rude”, he had his hands on his hips, face full of sass, "I personally like to think of them as cute penguin feet".

Was he supposed to look offended? Cause all you saw was a pouty Pingu. Oh well.

“It made you stop, didn't it?”, you smirked.

You had finally caught up with him and snatched your precious baby back.

Silently sipping your banana milk, you looked up at him innocently.

“Smart and petite”, he ruffled your head in a teasing way, putting a coincedently long emphasis on the word, petite.

“Hmph, at least I'm not a giraffe”

His soft chuckle from that day still rang clear in your memories even to this evening shift.

You sighed.

Dwelling on memories won't bring them back, Y/N.

Your train of thought was suddenly interrupted by the chimes of the store's bell. Back to reality.

Jaehyung, being the most unbothered senior, had begged you to cover his shift at the register. He claimed that he heard the universe calling for him. As the mature junior that you were, it was safe to assume that this so-called "universe", was just his bed.

You were okay with it as long as it meant more pay for you.

Even the painful moments are memories.

Your eyes wandered aimlessly, wondering about the first customer who came in a few moments ago.

Did the person came from school? Work?

You were always the curious type because you believed that every person had a story and every story had the chance to create a future; be it good or bad.

You caught a glimpse of blond amongst the food aisles. It made you think of banana milk, your one true love. Next thing you knew, there were two bottles of it on the counter in front of you.

Huh-

The person cleared his throat.

"Ah, sorry. I was kinda in a daze", you meekly apologised.

"That'll be-"

Painful moments. Memories.

You couldn't breathe. You cursed at whoever thought of this sick prank. You weren't ready. You weren't brave enough to face him, yet here he was. Two bottles of banana milk in hand. A white electric guitar stayed slung over his shoulder. Breathe.

Kang-

He was the exact same. The only difference was, he wasn't your friend. Breathe.

Freaking-

Oh and his hair was blond, not black. Breathe.

Hyungu.

[a/n]

this is my first time writing a short fic so please forgive any errors ^ ^ there's gonna be a part two which explains how their friendship ended and maybe a part three for the reconcilation

stan onewe y'all

(gif credits to youngjo)

p.s if I credited wrongly please tell me cause I'm kinda new to this ^ ^

[onewaigu]

Memory (Pt. 3)

Genre : short story

Theme : angst/fluff

Pairing : Kanghyun(Onewe) X Reader

Description : will Hyungu forgive you after you broke his trust years ago?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

It was strange, filled with emotions

And my face changed in an instant

“I love you-” No, I hate you.

Hyungu's eyes were focused on your hands cupping your banana milk, almost protectively. He never understood your obsession with it. However, he did find it an endearing trait of yours. He never admitted that to you though cause he knew you'd tease him about it everytime.

Even after years of not speaking to each other, Hyungu secretly still had a soft spot for you. He didn't really blame you for your past decisions. He knew it wasn't entirely your fault that your heart fell for the wrong person.

Whenever he saw you in the hallways at school, you always had Youngjo-sunbaenim by your side. He was your boyfriend after all. Despite that, Hyungu would sometimes try to approach you only to refrain himself once you passed by him as if he wasn't there at all. You were smiling. That was all that mattered to Hyungu. He valued your happiness above his but you were too blinded by love to see that.

The day Hyungu finally confronted you, you decided to break your friendship with him and that's when it really dawned on him that he had truly lost you. His heart felt like it'd been stabbed mercilessly by you. The worst thing for him was, you left without even looking back.

Raising his eyes to meet yours, Hyungu was genuinely surprised at how the two of you finally crossed paths with each other after all these years. It was as if fate wanted to play a silly game to bring you two back together.

Hyungu was actually supposed to buy some snacks for the guys after spending hours practising on songs for their next performance. He didn't expect to find you working at the convenient store across the road from the company. Abandoning his duty to buy snacks, Hyungu picked up two bottles of banana milk from the shelf instead. He almost dropped the milk because his hands were shaking like crazy. He wondered where all the nerves was coming from. Trying to calm himself down, he leaned his back on one of the shelves in the aisles and took a deep breath. He peeked his head out to see you staring down at the counter, probably daydreaming about something. Typical Y/N.

He tried to keep his cool when he approached the counter. You were barely paying attention to him so he intentionally placed the milk directly at where you were staring. Once you noticed the items, you instantly scanned them as per normal without looking up. Hyungu, on the other hand, was turning beet red in embarrassment at your oblivious self. 'What if you don't notice him at all?' was running across his mind. Fortunately, that still moment was saved by the glint of familiarity caught in your eyes the second you looked up from the cash register.

Time moved in a blur and Hyungu finally found himself sipping banana milk with you outside of the store.

“If only he hadn't entered our lives, huh?”

Hyungu's question was redundant because the two of you would eventually realise by now that Kim Youngjo was a mistake made in the past.

“Hyungu..”, you trailed off as you tried to find the right words to say.

“Just so you know Y/N, I still care for you”, he interrupted softly.

Your eyes widened at his comment incredulously, “H-how could you still- after everything I did? I was horrible to you, Hyungu”

“You were everything to me, heck you were my best friend, Hyungu..but I treated you like trash”, you could feel your lips quivering as tears started to form slowly.

He averted his gaze from you. He couldn't bear to see you crying because of him.

“Please don't cry, Y/N..”, he wasn't looking at you but from the sound of his wavering voice, you knew he had tears forming in his eyes too.

“I'm not asking for us to be friends again because I would definitely make a terrible friend, all I'm asking for is forgiveness for being too dumb in the past to realise that our friendship was more important than that..guy”

You were practically begging because you weren't sure if this chance meeting was just a one-time thing.

“You don't need to apologise to me, we can't help with who we fall in love with”, he shrugged as his eyes bored into your own with such intensity.

“Let's just try to move on from the past, okay?”, he gave a warm reassuring smile.

“It might take some time before everything goes back to normal but I'm sure we'll work things out”

Before you could reply back to him, he was already getting ready to leave. You stood up from your seat. This was it. You were going to go your own separate ways again. The feeling sucked but you had to live with it.

“Um..thanks for the banana milk”, you awkwardly thanked him before mentally facepalming yourself. Thanks for the milk? Seriously? You're a genius, Y/N.

Hyungu was already a few steps away when you thanked him. He shook and bowed his head low, visibly trying to stifle a laugh.

When he regained his composure, he uttered something back at you with his back still facing you.

“Wanna hear a funny story?”

You cocked your head in confusion.

“Remember when I said we can't help with who we fall in love with? I guess it's too late now for me to confess-”

“Kim Youngjo, you lucky bastard”

[a/n]

dun dun dunnn..is this it? is this the end? i dunno either hahah youngjo sweetie, i'm sooo sorry i did you dirty in this fic T-T

stan weus bruh~

(gif credits to hotjoong)

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[giwook]

if anyone wants a onewe url I have kanghyungus saved

[giwook]

does anyone want the URL kanghyungus before it gets thrown into limbo lmfao