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lunarimagines · 4 years ago

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MOBILE MASTERLIST

I have received many requests to update my masterlist, so here it is! As of October 18, 2020...

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~ = TRIGGER WARNING

* = SEXUAL CONTENT

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Kpop

+ EXO

YOU’RE THE NEW GIRL WITH A ‘BAD GIRL’ IMAGE [VERSION 1] [VERSION 2]

THEY’RE IN THE MOOD, BUT YOU’RE ON YOUR PERIOD

THEIR GIRLFRIEND IS ANEMIC

PLAYING WITH THEIR GIRLFRIEND’S LONG HAIR

MAKING BREAKFAST WITH YOU

JONGIN REACTION TO HIS GIRLFRIEND ALWAYS ASKING PERMISSION BEFORE INITIATING SKIN SHIP

WHAT DATING JONGIN WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING SEHUN WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING TAO WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING LUHAN WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT BEING SCHOOLMATES WITH KAI WOULD BE LIKE

LATE NIGHT LUHAN FLUFF BLURB

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH EXO (OT12)

WOLF!CHEN

*ONLY I CAN (KYUNGSOO SMUT)

*HOW YIXING WOULD BE IN BED

*SEX WITH BAEKHYUN

WHAT DATING BAEKHYUN WOULD BE LIKE

*WHAT SEX WITH KRIS WOULD BE LIKE

*I HAVE NO REASON TO BE JEALOUS (SEHUN SMUT)

*WHAT SEX WITH JONGIN WOULD BE LIKE

WHEN YOU CONFESS TO KAI

WHEN THE MANAGERS SUGGEST HE BREAK UP WITH YOU

*SEX WITH CHEN

*SEX WITH KYUNGSOO

*SEX WITH LUHAN

*SEX WITH SEHUN

WOLF!KAI

*SEX WITH CHANYEOL

*SEX WITH SUHO

DATING CHANYEOL

*SEX WITH TAO

*SEX WITH XIUMIN

DATING KYUNGSOO

BEING SCHOOLMATES WITH CHANYEOL

YOU HAVE BENIGN ESSENTIAL TREMOR

WOLF!BAEKHYUN

THEY FIND OUT THEY’RE DOING A ROMANTIC BALLAD WITH YOU (THEIR CRUSH)

FLUFFY XIUMIN ONE SHOT

~YOU’RE SELF CONSCIOUS ABOUT YOUR WEIGHT

CUDDLING WITH SUHO AND ACCIDENTALLY WAKING HIM UP

~YOUR SELF HARM COPING NOTEBOOK

YOU’RE DATING IN SECRET AND HE KISSES YOU (UNKNOWINGLY) IN FRONT OF CAMERAS

JEALOUS!JONGIN

MARRIED LIFE WITH CHANYEOL

CUDDLING WITH KRIS AND SEHUN

*TOUCH IT [JONGDAE SMUT]

DATING KRIS [WU YIFAN]

HUSBAND!JONGIN

SECRETADMIRER!JONGIN

CUDDLING WITH EXO

THEIR GF HAD ADD

WHAT DATING JONGDAE WOULD BE LIKE

GROWING UP WITH JONGIN

YOUR CHILD CALLS HIM DAD

YOU THINK THEY ARE CHEATING

EXO REACTION TO SEEING YOU AGAIN AFTER YOU TWO BROKE UP

WHAT DATING TAO WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING SUHO WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING LAY WOULD BE LIKE

YOU FAINT IN HIS ARMS [CHANYEOL ANGST]

MARRIED LIFE WITH LUHAN

THE OVERLOOK [BAD!BOY CHANYEOL]

A-Z NSFW

[JONGDAE]

TEXTING

[JONGDAE]

+ BTS

YOU TELLING THEM ‘I LOVE YOU’

S/O TRIPPING OVER NOTHING

TYPE OF TUMBLR BLOG BTS WOULD HAVE

HEARING YOU SPEAK YOUR MOTHER LANGUAGE

LOSING SOMETHING OF THEIRS WHILE IN THE CAR

DANCING AND ACCIDENTALLY BREAKING THE T.V.

WATCHING A MOVIE WITH THE OTHER MEMBERS WHEN A SEXUAL SCENE COMES ON

WAKING YOU UP IN THE MORNING

~ FINDING SELF HARM SCARS ON YOUR BODY

MOVIE NIGHT WITH JUNGKOOK

WHAT DATING RM WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING JUNGKOOK WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING TAEHYUNG WOULD BE LIKE

WHAT DATING YOONGI WOULD BE LIKE

BEING SCHOOLMATES WITH SUGA

* VISITING NAMJOON AT THE STUDIO

BEING BEST FRIENDS (OT7)

YOU’RE AFRAID OF DOGS

YOU WATCH THEIR EVERY MOVE AT DANCE PRACTICE

YOU HATE WHEN PEOPLE TAKE PICTURES OF YOU

YOU’RE REALLY AFRAID OF BUGS

*SEX WITH JIMIN

*SEX WITH TAEHYUNG

*SEX WITH YOONGI

*SEX WITH NAMJOON

*SEX WITH JUNGKOOK

*SEX WITH JIN

*SEX WITH J-HOPE

*DO YOU WANT ME TO TEACH YOU (JIMIN SMUT)

*WATCH ME BABYGIRL [JUNGKOOK SERIES - COMPLETE] [1] [2] [3] [4] [vmin filler] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18] [19] [20]

WHEN I HAD YOU [JIMIN ANGST/FLUFF]

BAKING WITH JUNGKOOK

*THEIR S/O GIVING THEM A SHOW

*THIGH RIDING YOONGI

*WOULDN’T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY [NAMJOON SUGAR DADDY SMUT]

THEIR CRUSH/BEST FRIEND IS AFFECTIONATE WHEN SICK

~THEIR TEENAGE CHILD GETS IN THEIR FIRST CAR ACCIDENT

~THEY HAVE A DREAM WHERE YOU DIE

*I HATE YOU. I LOVE YOU? [JIMIN ENEMIES-TO-LOVERS SMUT]

*PHONE SEX WITH NAMJOON

THEIR S/O IS CATCALLED

BRINGING THEIR AMERICAN S/O TO MEET THEIR PARENTS

DATING NAMJOON BUT BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH BTS

THEIR S/O TAKES THEM TO A HAUNTED HOUSE

BEING FRIENDS WITH JUNGKOOK AND YUGYEOM

DANCING QUEEN [HOSEOK FLUFF]

*REACTION TO YOU SAYING “TAKE ME”

BTS THINKING THEIR S/O IS CHEATING

THEIR S/O IS A PICKY EATER

*BTS REACTION TO YOU GIVING THEM A SHOW

*YOONGI FWB

BTS REACTION TO YOU SITTING ON THEIR LAP…

~IF YOU’D LET ME [JIMIN ANGST]

YOU CUDDLING THEM IN YOUR SLEEP AND SAYING “I LOVE YOU”

*YOU’RE ON

THEIR S/O GETS A LIP PIERCING

DATING YOONGI BUT BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH BTS

*YOU “FLEXING YOUR MUSCLES”

IF SOMEBODY HAD TOLD YOU… [JUNGKOOK FLUFF]

*I WAS KIND OF HOPING THIS COULD BE YOUR PRESENT [JUNGKOOK SMUT]

BTS REACTION TO THEIR GF BRINGING THEM LUNCH

THEIR GF IS SIMILAR TO HOBI AND HAPPENS TO BE CLOSE TO HOBI

*FACE DOWN [YOONGI SMUT]

THEIR CRUSH IS DOTING/MOTHERLY

*YOU MOAN THEIR NAME DURING SEX

*YOU WANT SEX WHILE THEY’RE WORKING

*PHONE SEX WITH YOONGI

*REVERSING ROLES [YOONGI SMUT]

JEALOUS!YOONGI

BTS REACTION TO YOU HIDING YOUR SMILE WHEN YOU LAUGH

EYE ON THE TARGET (JUNGKOOK) [1] [2]

SEOKJIN AS YOUR SUGAR DADDY

BTS REACTION TO THEIR S/O CUPPING THEIR FACE AND KISSING THEM

~BTS REACTION TO THEIR FRIEND NOT BEING COMFORTABLE WITH THEIR BODY SIZE

TEXTING

[JIN] [JIMIN] [TAEHYUNG] [SUGA] [J HOPE] [RAP MONSTER] [JUNGKOOK] BESTFRIEND!JUNGKOOK HIGHSCHOOL!BTS FUCKBOY!YOONGI

SNAPS

[TAEHYUNG]

A-Z NSFW

[JUNGKOOK] [YOONGI]

+ ATEEZ

CONDITIONALLY YOURS (Seonghwa) [1]

ATEEZ REACTION TO ANOTHER MEMBER WALKING IN ON THE TWO OF YOU MAKING OUT [1] [2]

ATEEZ REACTION TO BEING JEALOUS OF ANOTHER MEMBER GETTING CLOSE TO THEIR S/O

+ INFINITE

YOU TALK ABOUT SEX

+ BOYFRIEND

THEY ALL LOVE THE SAME GIRL

ACCEPTING AN AWARD YOU

YOU THREATENING TO FIGHT THE CEO IF THEY DON’T GET A COMEBACK

VALENTINES DAY WITH KWANGMIN

*SEX WITH DONGHYUN

+ MISS A

GOING INTO TOWN WITH YOU

+ MONSTA X

THEY ACCIDENTALLY HUG YOUR SISTER INSTEAD OF YOU

*SEX WITH MINHYUK

SINGING A BALLAD WITH THEIR CRUSH

MARRIED LIFE WITH SHOWNU

REACTION TO THEIR GF AND ANOTHER MEMBER…

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH MONSTA X

THEIR GF IS OLDER THAN THEM

ANNOYING THEIR MEMBERS BY SHOWING PDA WITH THEIR S/O

THEIR GF GIVES THEM A MASSAGE FOR THE FIRST TIME

*RETURN THE FAVOR [KIHYUN SMUT]

DATING IN SECRET WHEN HE ACCIDENTALLY KISSES YOU IN FRONT OF CAMERAS

*YOU SAY THEY HAVE A SMALL DICK DURING A FIGHT

WHAT DATING IM WOULD BE LIKE

TELLING HIM YOU’RE A VIRGIN BEFORE THE TWO OF YOU HAVE SEX

*HE WOULD HAVE BEEN FINE IF YOU HADN’T... [KIHYUN SMUT]

YOU HUG THEM FROM BEHIND AND ACCIDENTALLY GRAB THEIR CROTCH

MARRIED LIFE WITH JOOHEON

*SEX WITH IM

MARRIED LIFE WITH IM

*SEX WITH HYUNGWON

*SEX WITH KIHYUN

*SEX WITH JOOHEON

*SEX WITH SHOWNU

*SEX WITH WONHO

MONSTA X REACTION TO THEIR S/O HAVING AN ASTHMA ATTACK

*THIGH RIDING MONSTA X

+ GOT7

*SEX WITH JACKSON

*SEX WITH JUNIOR

*SEX WITH MARK

*SEX WITH JAEBUM

YOU WEAR THEIR SWEATER, YELL “KISS ME”, THEN RUN AWAY

*SEX WITH YUGYEOM

LIVING WITH BESTFRIEND!JACKSON

THEIR GF HAS SWEATER PAWS

GOT7 AS FATHERS

BEING FRIENDS WITH JUNGKOOK AND YUGYEOM

*THEIR GF KNOWS HOW TO DEEPTHROAT

YUGYEOM DATING AN OLDER WOMAN

YOU’RE DATING MARK AND THE OTHER MEMBERS ARE JEALOUS

*SINCERELY, YOUR NEW FWB [YUGYEOM SMUT]

*REACTION TO THEIR GF WANTING TO BE SPANKED

JACKSON HAVING A CRUSH ON YOU

*I DIDN’T HAVE TIME FOR “CLASSY” [JAEBUM SMUT]

*SEX WITH YOUNGJAE

YOU’RE SICK BUT DON’T WANT TO WORRY THEM SO YOU KEEP IT A SECRET

DATING JAEBUM AND BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH GOT7

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH GOT7

TELLING HIM YOU’RE A VIRGIN BEFORE THE TWO OF YOU HAVE SEX

*SEX WITH BAMBAM

TEXTS

BESTFRIEND!JACKSON

SNAPS

[JINYOUNG]

+ C-CLOWN (DISBANDED)

*SEX WITH ROME

DATING CHRISTIAN YU [ROME]

+RED VELVET

YOU CALL THEM YOUR BEST FRIEND

*AN OVERWHELMING FEELING [IRENE SMUT]

+ INFINITE

*SEX WITH MYUNGSOO

TELLING HIM YOU’RE A VIRGIN BEFORE THE TWO OF YOU HAVE SEX

+ IKON

*SEX WITH HANBIN

*SEX WITH DONGHYUK

“I DIDN’T LOVE YOU” [DONGHYUK FLUFF]

*SEX WITH JUNHOE

*SEX WITH BOBBY

+ NCT

SOULMATE!MARK

WHAT DATING LUCAS WOULD BE LIKE

STUDY DATE WITH JUNGWOO

NCT 127 + JENO REACTION TO THEIR S/O BEING 160CM

EXCUSES, EXCUSES [HAECHAN FLUFF]

NCT DREAM REACTION TO THEIR GF BEING 165-170CM TALL

~NCT DREAM REACTION TO THEIR GF BECOMING DEPRESSED BECAUSE HER PARENTS ARE GOING THROUGH A DIVORCE

TEN TRYING TO GET YOUR ATTENTION

WHAT DATING MARK WOULD BE LIKE

DATING TAEYONG

DATING JOHNNY (NCT)

FAKE TEXTS

BESTFRIEND -> BOYFRIEND MARK

WISHING MARK A HAPPY BIRTHDAY

[DONGHYUCK]

TWO WRONGS MAKE… A COUPLE? [Prince!Renjun] [1] [2]

+ F(X)

THEIR S/O HAS FIBROMYALGIA

*SEX WITH AMBER

+ BLACKPINK

BARISTA!ROSÉ

WHAT DATING LISA WOULD BE LIKE

YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON ROSÉ

+ BLOCK B

*SEX WITH PARK KYUNG

+ DAY6

*TENDER LOVE AND AFTERCARE [BRIAN/YOUNG K SMUT]

DATING DOWOON

+ PENTAGON

WHAT DATING WOOSEOK WOULD BE LIKE

+ SHINee [NO LONGER WRITING FOR]

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH MINHO

LIVING WITH BESTFRIEND!KIBUM

SECRETLY DATING WHEN THEY ACCIDENTALLY KISS YOU IN FRONT OF CAMERAS

SINGING A ROMANTIC BALLAD WITH THEIR CRUSH

THEY HAVE A CRUSH ON THE SAME IDOL

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH SHINee

THEIR REACTION TO YOU CRYING

BEING SCHOOLMATES WITH TAEMIN

GROWING UP WITH TAEMIN

YOUR CHILD CALLS HIM DAD

+ TWICE

*WHAT DATING JIHYO WOULD BE LIKE

FIRST KISSES WITH TWICE

STUCK IN TRAFFIC WITH TWICE

*SEX WITH MINA (TWICE)

+ GIRLS GENERATION [SNSD]

DATING TIFFANY

THEY FIND A GUY NAKED BY ACCIDENT

THEY FIND TAENY KISSING ROMANTICALLY

SOMEONE FLIRTS WITH THEIR SECRET GIRLFRIEND

THEIR BEST FRIEND IS HEARTBROKEN OVER A BOY

+ MAMAMOO

THEY ARE JEALOUS

AND THEN… [MOONBYUL SMUT] [2]

+ SEVENTEEN

YOU’RE A TRAINEE UNDER PLEDIS

SUCK IT UP [JUN ANGST/FLUFF]

“IT’S TIME” [CHAN FLUFF]

*SEX WITH MINGYU

+ VIXX

THEIR GF HAS WAVY/CURLY HAIR

TELLING THEM YOU’RE A VIRGIN BEFORE THE TWO OF YOU HAVE SEX

+ ASTRO

REACTION TO YOU SQUISHING THEIR CHEEKS

SNAPS

SANHA X CUTE

+ 2NE1

YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON CL

+ SISTAR

BEING YOUR BEST FRIEND IN SCHOOL

+ X1

GOING THROUGH A HAUNTED HOUSE WITH BF!HANGYUL

T.V. SERIES:

TWD

TELLING CARL YOU LOVE HIM

TEEN WOLF

SCOTT MCCALL

UNDERCOVER IDIOTS [PART 1] [PART 2] [PART 3]

DEREK HALE

INDISCREET JEALOUSY

COME ON CINDERELLA

*SOLID ALIBI

I DIDN’T SIGN UP FOR THIS

DON’T DRINK THE ORANGE JUICE

THE MURDER OF THE BETRAYER [PART 1] [PART 2]

ISAAC LAHEY

I HAPPEN TO LOVE THAT ABOUT YOU

I’LL TAKE THAT CHANCE

STILES STILINSKI

VALENTINE’S DAY

PRANK WAR

TVD

DAMAN SALVATORE

VICTORIAN ERA ROMANCE

~FINDING OUT ABOUT YOUR ANOREXIA

SUPERNATURAL

DEAN

HUNTING HAS ITS PERKS

PROPOSING TO YOU

BLUSH

BANDS:

5SOS

BLURBS:

ASHTON IRWIN

FRATBOY! ASHTON

CALUM HOOD

ROUND TWO

MICHAEL CLIFFORD

LATE NIGHT

BIRTHDAY AU MEME (AKA MY VERY FIRST IMAGINE EVER ON THIS BLOG)

LUKE HEMMINGS

WHAT DATING LUKE WOULD BE LIKE

IMAGINES:

CALUM HOOD

*SAVING WATER

4/4

HE FINDS OUT YOU’RE REALLY TICKLISH

HARRY STYLES

I’LL BE THOR

MOVIES:

THE OUTSIDERS

SODAPOP

~SODAPOP FINDING OUT ABOUT YOUR DEPRESSION

THE AVENGERS

THOR

BEING ABLE TO LIFT THOR’S HAMMER

YOUTUBE

BEING BEST FRIENDS WITH DAN AND PHIL

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s3ungyoun · 5 years ago

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❝my eyes want you more than a melody❞ [single dad!seungwoo x reader]

genre: smut, fluff (?)

warnings: explicit language + content, age gap, unprotected sex, it’s kinda soft ngl

word count: 4.4k

a/n (please read 😭): sorry for being so inactive!! exams + personal issues have been killing me lately. i’ve been sitting on this au idea for a couple months and i finally finished it so i wanted to post!! comments and feedback are greatly appreciated. i feel like this has a lot of unnecessary build-up until the smut which i usually don’t do, so pls let me know if u like it this way or not <3 ty pls enjoy

Seungwoo was untouchable.

Disregarding the fact that he was sinfully attractive and unbearably kind (aka, way out of your league) — he also just happened to be the dad of the child you babysat most weeknights. Harboring a crush on an actual father was not exactly ideal, yet you somehow managed it anyways.

It was the little things, really, such as the way he would ask you to stay for dinner in his honey-like voice, or how his long, slender fingers looked as he ran them through his hair, rousing it in the process. Or maybe even the way he would always give his son a goodnight kiss, melting your heart as you wished he would give you one too.

“What are your plans for tonight?” your friend Yohan asked, snapping you out of your reverie.

“Hmm? Oh, I’m watching Dongpyo.”

At that Yohan let out a slight chuckle, leaning back in his chair and mockingly raising his brow at you. Your crush on Seungwoo was painstakingly obvious to everyone except for him and Dongpyo (which you constantly thanked god for, seeing as the child couldn’t go a day without running his mouth). Seungwoo and Yohan were close family friends, and Yohan had actually assisted you in getting the job — unable to watch Dongpyo himself due to his busy schedule. Being a broke college student, the job was practically magical; the pay good and hours more flexible than other jobs available to those your age. Which was exactly why Seungwoo was so untouchable. You needed this job, and the thought of ruining it over a simple crush haunted you through every interaction.

“The fact that Seungwoo-hyung hasn’t noticed obsession with him yet still amazes me.”

“Shut up,” you groan, glaring at him. “I’m not that obvious.”

“You look at him like you want to get railed.”

“And? I do.”

Yohan scrunches his nose up in disgust. “I’m gonna pretend you didn’t say that.”

Picking up Dongpyo from school was something you enjoyed immensely. The walk home was spent with the 7-year-old ranting about his day, whether good or bad, and you nodding your head as if you totally agreed that his classmate, Minhee, was selfish for stealing his crackers during snack time — or whatever petty drama elementary students dealt with.

Today, Dongpyo had gotten in trouble for talking back to his teacher, and you couldn’t help but coo at his pouty expression, reaching out to pat his head in sympathy.

“Just follow her orders next time. Then you won’t get put in time out.”

“You don’t understand!” he whined, shaking his little fists. “She was wrong, I just wanted to correct her! She’s so mean to me.”

Chuckling, you turn to grab the child’s hand as you both cross the street, soon arriving to his and Seungwoo’s apartment building. Dongpyo switched the subject as you rode up the elevator, now telling you about Hyeongjun’s epic birthday party. This was the best part of your day — bonding with Dongpyo. While Yohan and Hangyul assumed you only liked the job for the perk of talking to Seungwoo, you did genuinely enjoy his son’s company. Not only was he adorable, but funny and warm-hearted as well, all traits you assumed he inherited from his father.

The apartment itself was clean and sleek. While you had initially been surprised at the size of it, you quickly learned that Seungwoo’s job, whatever it was, paid quite well.

Despite the apartment’s organization, Dongpyo’s toys still occasionally littered the floor, and you were careful not to accidentally step on a lego or break one of his precious toy cars. On days he felt especially active he would ask you to play with him, but for the most part he studied and stared at his iPad.

You were grateful for his low maintenance. Even though Seungwoo was gracious enough to work with your class schedule, you still arrived home late, leaving you barely any time to complete your assignments. Sometimes you wished the job was a little more demanding, Seungwoo a little harsher — because maybe then you wouldn’t feel the way you do.

Seungwoo arrived home a couple minutes earlier than usual that day, and you perked your head up at the sound of keys jingling in the lock, Dongpyo excitedly jumping up from his place on the couch to run towards the door.

“Daddy!” he yelled, bouncing up and down while waving his arms as a signal for Seungwoo to pick him up. The father complied, his previously weary eyes sparkling in delight as Dongpyo nuzzled his face into his chest.

“Was he good today?” Seungwoo asked.

“Well...” you began, glancing at Dongpyo. Noticing the pleading look on his face, you quickly changed your expression. “He was great! As always.”

Even if Dongpyo had decided to act up, you never quite felt like telling Seungwoo — seeing the smile come off his face as he solemnly disciplined his child broke your heart more than you wanted to admit. That, mixed with Dongpyo’s unresistable pout, usually kept him out of trouble.

Seungwoo smiled. “Of course he was, I’m sure you keep him in check anyways. You don’t want to bother our precious babysitter, do you Dongpyo?”

Your face flushed, color lighting up your cheeks as Dongpyo giggled in agreement. “Y/N is the best!”

“Mm, she is, isn’t she?”

Letting out a slight chuckle, you pick up your things, simultaneously wanting to go yet dreading having to leave. Seungwoo puts Dongpyo down and turns towards you.

“Do you want to stay for dinner?” he asks, and you feel your heart leap a little. Dinners with Seungwoo weren’t extremely common, yet he did invite you to stay every once in a while It was rare that you took up on his offer, however, too worried you might embarrass yourself in some way that would haunt you for the remainder of your life. Besides, you were busy as well.

“Ah,” you looked down. “I actually have a lot to do. Thank you, though!”

A flicker of disappointment flashed upon Seungwoo’s face, but he was quick to mask his dismay, nodding and wishing you farewell as you walked out the door.

There were few sensations in the world that made you feel breathless, as if you were peacefully falling; a moment of tranquility yet exhilaration. Seungwoo smiling was one of them.

“Why don’t you just talk to him?” Hangyul suggested, thumb scrolling through his twitter feed as he laid haphazardly across your couch.

“Yeah, Seungwoo-hyung is nice. He’s not going to fire you for having a crush on him.” Yohan agreed.

Whining, you scowled at them. “How do I even approach that? ‘Hey, father of the child I’m currently making sure doesn’t die, I think you’re hot.’ No, that’s stupid. I don’t want to make him uncomfortable.”

“That’s kinda good actually. Brief, but gets the message across. Maybe don’t reiterate the fact that you babysit his kid, though.”

“Wait,” Hangyul interjects. “I have an even better idea.”

“Which is?” you prompt.

“I’ll make a shirt that says ‘Please Fuck Me.” You can wear it next time you go over.”

“Ooh,” Yohan exclaims. “Subtle. I like it.”

You throw a pillow at them.

It was Monday, and Dongpyo seemed to be even more talkative than usual on the walk home. You zoned out slightly, occasionally nodding and mumbling one-word responses as Dongpyo continuously blabbered. In a way, you felt bad, but you had too much on your mind to listen to the seven-year-old complain about his teacher — no matter how adorable he was.

Dongpyo, however, sensed your wavering attention, tugging on your jeans while pouting slightly.

“Y/N,” he whined.

“Yes?” you asked, finally looking at him.

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

Eyes widening comically, you laughed while crouching down to his level. “No, I don’t. But why would you ask that?”

His pout turned into a smirk. To be frank, you were quite scared of Dongpyo at times — despite his innocent face, he always seemed to be planning something. “Well, Daddy said you were pretty, and Uncle Wooseok told me that when you think someone’s pretty, it’s because you like them.”

“I don’t think your dad said that, Dongpyo.”

“It’s true!” He yelled defensively. “Daddy thinks you’re pretty!”

Standing up, you reach to press the elevator button, ready for the conversation to be over as you head up to Seungwoo’s place. “Whatever you say.”

The walk into Seungwoo’s apartment is met with cries of indignation from Dongpyo, the younger still upset by the fact that you don’t believe him. Rolling your eyes, you shush him, hands coming up to rub at your temples. Your head had started to hurt due to the loudness of Dongpyo’s yells, each hour passing by slowly as you attempted to finish a paper due the next day despite Dongpyo’s words still ringing in your mind. Lying was not something he partook in. While the child did have a big mouth, everything he said was true to a certain extent.

Soon enough, Seungwoo is unlocking the door, Dongpyo jumping up and repeating the same scene that had occurred only days ago. It was heartwarming, really, how much the two loved each other. Basking in the affection in front of you, you completely forgot about Dongpyo’s words from earlier — until he decided to blurt it out.

“Daddy, you said Y/N was pretty, right?”

“I—,” Seungwoo blinked, startled. “Where is this coming from?”

Blushing again, you were quick to stammer out a response, internally thinking of ways to escape the situation. “I’m sorry, you don’t have to answer him, he was just saying nonsense earlier—”

“She doesn’t believe me! I told her you said it, and she doesn’t believe me! Tell her I’m not lying, please.”

“Dongpyo,” Seungwoo sighed. “Why don’t you go to your room and play with the new toy I bought you, hmm?”

“But daddy—”

“Go.” He said sternly, watching as Dongpyo stomped down the hallway, lightly slamming his door in protest.

Stuttering, you motion towards the door, slowly getting up. “Um, I think— I think I should go now, see you tomorrow?”

He focused his gaze on you, smiling faintly when he noticed the blush on your face. “I’m sorry about Dongpyo, he really has no filter sometimes.”

“Oh,” you said. “Don’t worry about it. Kids just have a good imagination.”

“He wasn’t lying.”

This — this was where the lines truly blurred. Sure, Seungwoo had always been overwhelmingly kind, and at times a bit touchy, but he had never been so blatant before. There were moments of uncertainty, moments in which you wondered whether or not he felt the same way. Of course, you still weren’t sure, but you were at least aware of the fact that he thought you were pretty. And that simple statement was enough to keep locked in both your heart and mind for days or weeks on end, only opening the vault when you felt like further exploring your supposedly delusional fantasies.

You’re quick to leave after that, using the excuse of your paper as you practically run out the door. Once in the elevator, you let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding.

Maybe, just maybe you were a bit more delusional after what had happened. But when Seungwoo invited you to stay over for dinner that Friday, you didn’t deny him.

The dinner itself was good, and Dongpyo talked throughout the whole ordeal, excitedly chattering about the field trip his school had taken that day. You couldn’t exactly pay attention to the food or Dongpyo, however, too flustered by Seungwoo’s constant stare. At first, you were worried that you had accidentally gotten something on your face, but after a quick trip to the bathroom, you determined that he was simply staring for no reason — staring at you.

As the night calmed down and Dongpyo went to bed, you were almost scared of what Seungwoo was going to do. Clearly, he had something to say — or he wouldn’t have stared at you like that. But what exactly was it? Had he found out about your crush? Were you going to be fired? Your stomach churned anxiously at the last question, fingers toying with the rips in your jeans as you sat on the couch, waiting for Seungwoo to return from Dongpyo’s bedroom.

“Sorry about the wait,” he said as he sat down next to you. “Dongpyo wanted me to read him a bedtime story.”

You internally cooed, your mind immediately picturing the scene: a tired Dongpyo, desperately clinging onto his father as Seungwoo’s eyes filled with adoration, laying him down and—

Snap out of it, you reminded yourself, instead attempting to focus on what new jobs you could apply for when you got home. Maybe a barista?

“So,” Seungwoo started. “I wanted to talk about Monday, but I haven’t gotten the chance without you running out the door.” At that sentence he chuckled nervously, seeming almost as apprehensive as you.

You gulped.

“I’m sorry if my comment made you uncomfortable. It wasn’t my intention, and I’m fully aware that it’s not my place to say things of that nature to someone who—well, someone who watches my kid.”

“It didn’t,” you stammered, “It didn’t make me feel uncomfortable or anything. I was just, surprised? I guess. I don’t really expect someone like you to think someone like me is pretty.”

He glanced into your eyes, fingers reaching out to brush a strand of hair out of your face. They finally settle on your cheek, and as his thumb strokes your chin, it feels like the air is being sucked out of your lungs, your chest constricting with each movement. “Y/N, you’re very pretty. You’re beautiful. If you weren’t so young and Dongpyo’s babysitter, I would—,” he stops. “Well, that’s not important.”

“You would what?” you implore, subconsciously scooting closer.

His eyes lazily drop down to your lips, and you’re certain that he can hear how fast your heart’s beating. Uncertainty lingers slightly in the air, clouding the mood and making you briefly wonder if this was a good idea — if this was going to ruin everything. You have hardly any time to be nervous, however, as Seungwoo is quick to close the gap between the two of you, molding your lips together.

It wasn’t rushed nor heated, quick nor sloppy. It seemed to be a perfect meld of everything that is Seungwoo. From the way his fingertips gently combed through your hair, the way his other hand had settled protectively at your hip, or the faint aroma you caught of his cologne — everything somehow pieced itself together to portray his want, to portray the ache he had felt after pining for you all these months.

You’re the first to pull away, breathing slightly laboured as you both stare at one another, each waiting for someone to speak. You’re not sure why, but every doubt you’ve ever had, every single moment of regret you’ve faced, has somehow been released into your mind. As if a dam had burst, you’re quick to jump up from your spot on the couch, refusing to look Seungwoo in the eye as you hastily took your leave.

You had fucked up.

“So, just to make sure,” Yohan said. “He said you were pretty, kissed you, and then you left?”

“Yeah, sounds about right.”

“Are you fucking stupid?”

You let out an indistinguishable groan, words muffled by your pillow. “Clearly.”

“I don’t understand your thought process. The man you haven’t shut up about for the past year basically tells you he likes you back, so your first thought is to ghost him?”

“It’s not that simple!” You yell defensively, strangely resembling Dongpyo in the way you whine.

Yohan sighs in annoyance. “Explain then! What’s not simple about it?”

“First of all, he has a whole child. He’s also a lot older.

“He’s not even 30.”

“Still! I’m probably too immature for him.”

“Doesn’t he get to make that decision though?” Yohan asks. “If he thought you were too immature for him, he probably wouldn’t like you in the first place.”

Grumbling, you turn to face him, face adorned with a scowl. “Can you stop being annoyingly right for one second? God, it’s suffocating.”

Yohan shakes his head. “If him being a single father bothers you, don’t do anything. But I know you. You love Dongpyo, and you obviously like Seungwoo-hyung too. If the only thing holding you back from pursuing this is the fear that he won’t like you, then, well, you’re even dumber than I thought.”

“I know,” you sigh. “But I kinda already messed everything up, don’t you think?”

“Seungwoo-hyung’s more forgiving than you think. He’s probably just as confused and anxious as you, wondering what he did wrong.”

The gears are slowly turning in your head as you calculate when you can talk to Seungwoo next. It was a long weekend, meaning Dongpyo had gone off to see his mother, and you were off work until Tuesday. While you weren’t quite sure of Seungwoo’s work schedule on the weekend, you still mustered up the courage to go and visit his apartment anyways, Yohan’s words lingering in the back of your mind.

Tension radiates off your body as the elevator slowly climbs to Seungwoo’s floor. A small voice in the back of your head tells you that this is a bad idea, that it will only result in heartbreak and tears and having to find a new job. But there’s a bigger part of you, a part that is simultaneously fueled by your heart and whatever words of encouragement Yohan managed to give you — and that part leads you to Seungwoo’s door, it leads you to raise your fist and knock on it, and it leads you to step inside. There’s no turning back now, no excuses or hasty exits. Instead, it is you and Seungwoo, finally alone.

He’s the first to break the silence, offering you a drink as you tells you to sit down. You politely decline, making yourself comfortable on his couch, mind reeling back to the events that took place on it a mere two days ago.

“I shouldn’t have kissed you, it was wrong of me to do so. If you no longer want to work here I understand, and I’m sorry for overstepping any boundaries. I just— I guess I just read the moment wrong, and I’m sorry for that.”

“Seungwoo,” you said softly. “You don’t have to apologize, I kissed you back. I guess I was just a bit overwhelmed with...everything. I like you, I really do. And I’m sorry if you don’t feel that way, if you just felt like kissing me for no reason and you don’t want me to work for you anymore. But—”

He cuts you off. “Y/N, I do want you to stop working for me.”

“Oh.”

“B-but not because I’m mad or uncomfortable or anything,” he laughs nervously, scratching at the back of his head. “I like you too. But that’s kinda hard when you’re, well, my employee.”

“Are you firing me?” you ask teasingly.

“Do you want to be fired?”

“I want you to keep liking me.”

“Well then, yes, you’re fired.”

Giggling, you bat your eyelashes at him, “Can I at least get a goodbye kiss, then?”

The kiss is heated this time, Seungwoo’s lips fervently pressing against yours as both of his hands trace your hip bones, moving slightly up and down your lower body. Yours are quick to mold themselves into his hair, gripping softly while his tongue coaxes your mouth open. Urgency is replaced by passion, and any hesitation is swallowed with every movement Seungwoo makes. Slowly, he lays you back against the couch, hovering over your flushed body as he continues his ministrations.

You’re the first to push things further, legs spreading out in order for Seungwoo to situate himself between them, the older man practically enveloping your entirety. As if they have a mind of their own, your hips bucked up to meet Seungwoo’s, a strained moan leaving his mouth at the contact. He’s quick to reciprocate, grinding down into you like a touch-starved highschooler. It’s almost sweet, the notion that you can turn Seungwoo into a groaning mess. But you suppose he has the same effect on you.

Pulling back, he begins to leave soft kisses on your neck, biting softly when you let out a sigh of encouragement. There’s no doubt you’ll have marks the next morning, but at that moment, you can’t find it in yourself to care.

Soft kisses and nips soon trail further down until he reaches your chest, Seungwoo immediately looking up at you for consent to continue. You nod, but he seems dissatisfied by this, shaking his head while letting out a hum of disapproval.

“Use your words, princess,” he orders.

“Please, Seungwoo. I want you to touch me.”

“Where do you want me to touch you, sweetheart?”

“Anywhere,” you whine. “Just please.”

He smirks at this, fingers tugging at the edge of your shirt as he lifts it off, unbuckling your bra as well. You’re a bit embarrassed — being so exposed — but the anxiety is quickly washed away by his awestruck gaze, Seungwoo leaning back up to resume kissing you as his hand gropes your breast, relishing in your gasps of pleasure when he lightly pinches your perked nipple. His other hand focuses on undoing your pants, making quick work of the buttons and zipper.

The two of you briefly break apart in order for Seungwoo to take off your jeans as you almost rip away his shirt. If you were to look in on the both of you, it would seem as if you were starved — two lovers reunited after a painstaking absence. Instead, you were simply hollow, desperately clawing at the other for a sense of love and passion.

And indeed, you both found what you were looking for.

Both of you were stripped down to your underwear, yet no hasty movements were made. It was that moment again — that moment of tranquility yet exhilaration. The moment that was only ignited by Seungwoo’s smile, by Seungwoo’s voice, by Seungwoo. And right now, it was being ignited by the feeling of his fingers delicately tracing your core, your panties practically soaked with each circular motion. Slowly, he pulls your underwear down, tossing them across the room somewhere. Digits circling your hole, Seungwoo pushes one finger in, taking delight in the wanton moan that escapes your lips.

“More,” you beg, hips moving to meet the thrust of his hand.

Seungwoo complies, pushing in another finger and attempting to scissor your open. The movement of your hips becomes more desperate when he adds a third, and you’re quick to warn him of your impending orgasm.

“S-stop,” you tell him shakily.

He pulls his fingers out, worriedly glancing up at you to make sure you’re not in pain. “Are you okay?” he asks. “Did I hurt you?”

Shaking your head, you point to his hard length pressed against your thigh, practically throbbing with need. “No, just wanna come with you inside me.”

At your statement he smirks, thumbs hooking around the waistband of his underwear and pulling them off. Your eyes widen slightly at his size, which doesn’t go unnoticed by Seungwoo, who leans down and kisses you ardently again, hands taking hold of your thighs in order to spread your legs apart and position himself between them.

Gripping the base of his cock, Seungwoo rubs the head against your folds, collecting your wetness while effectively teasing you.

“Oh my god,” you whine. “Just fuck me already.”

With that, he thrusted into you. The stretch was slightly painful at first, but Seungwoo had accommodated for it accordingly, giving you a second to adjust before he pulled almost all the way out, plunging his hips into yours again. Your breasts bounced with each snap of his hips, hands reaching out in hopes of finding something to grab onto you. Seungwoo notices this, intertwining his hands with yours with a look of both adoration and lust.

“You feel so good wrapped around me, princess.”

You could only moan in acknowledgment, your brain foggy and disoriented from the pleasure. Releasing one of your hands, Seungwoo reached down to rub your clit, causing you to clench around him.

“Shit,” he mumbled. “You’re so tight.”

“Seungwoo, faster,” you whimpered, close to reaching your high.

His hips seemed to move at double the speed, drilling into you while you babbled incoherently, letting out small praises and loud gasps. Everything was overwhelming in a good way, each one of your senses being overcome by Seungwoo’s movements. His brow furrowed in concentration, and you could tell that he was close too, leading you to purposely clench around him.

“Don’t, ‘m gonna come.”

“Me too,” you said, clenching again. His thrusts became sloppy, fingers lazily circling your clit as you both rode out your highs. The sound of labored breathing and racing pulses filled the room as the two of you basked in the afterglow, only breaking apart once Seungwoo pulled out and a light squeal of sensitivity was heard from you. He stood up, leaving to grab a warm washcloth and returning with fresh clothes.

Sighing, he looks down, “We probably shouldn’t have done this on the couch.”

You let out a giggle, smiling warmly at him as he cleaned you up and dressed you, ensuring that you were fully comfortable before laying down again, positioning you to lay on top of his chest.

“You don’t regret anything, right?” he implores, anxiously gnawing at his bottom lip.

“No,” you affirm. “I told you I liked you, didn’t I?”

“Mmm, you’re right. It’s settled then, right?”

You look up at him curiously. “What exactly is being settled?”

“That we like each other. That you no longer work for me. That— that I want you to be mine.”

“Yeah,” you smiled at him. “It’s settled.”

Letting out a sigh of content, he visibly relaxes. “Good.”

“But, who’s going to babysit Dongpyo now?”

“Hmm,” he mumbled, kissing the top of your head. “You should do it for free as my girlfriend, don’t you think?”

You could probably get used to that.

#x1 smut #seungwoo smut #x1 imagines #x1 scenarios #yup back on my no proofreading bullshit

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thirsty-x1 · 5 years ago

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Tulips | Han Seungwoo

Request:

Hiya! I’m back with another request. Imagine a CEO Seungwoo, who often intimidates everyone he works with, gets smitten and whipped for the new secretary [who he might have met in the club the week before and had an AMAZING and fun one night stand with ;) ] maybe it sounds like a smut (and there can be hehe) but I was picturing an absolute fluff 😀 the big bad scary seungwoo all flustered and nice to y/n (making everyone’s jaw drop).

↬ Pairing: Seungwoo x fem!reader.

↬ Genre: Fluff, minor mentions of smut.

↬ Warnings: some explicit language, slight harassment from one of the other characters.

↬ Word Count: 2.2k

↬ Song Recommendation: “Tulips” by Snuper. Such a fucking amazing song, really, they deserve better.

The headache got stronger as he flipped through the papers in front of him, groaning in frustration as he noticed the mistakes that his employees had made on numerous occasions. Seungwoo wasn’t the kind to let anger take over him, usually patient and calm, but whenever he was tired and annoyed about something, it showed on his semblance: his shoulders stiff, his back straightening up, passing his hands through his hair a few times and brushing the edge of his nose with his fingers. Somehow, the fact that he never yelled and never lost his temperament made everyone become more scared of him in the office, always waiting for the situation where he would finally show his true colors, which hadn’t happened in the last few years.

Going out with friends and losing control wasn’t what he had expected to happen the night before, and neither ending up with an unknown girl in an unknown room, questioning each small thing about the world. He smiled slightly remembering the conversation and her voice, the way she had laughed when he accidentally burped, the friendly feeling of regret making way on his mind for not asking her phone number. His fingers folded the corner of the pages absentmindedly and the images started to flash behind his eyes.

Loud music, shining lights and another round of shots being delivered to the table where he was at, Seungyoun pushing a glass in his direction while Wooseok screamed some gibberish, Hangyul quickly shushing him and causing Yohan to giggle. It wasn’t long until the alcohol started to affect him although not enough to go and dance ridiculously in the middle of the place the way that Seungyoun and Hangyul were, nor to talk to other girls the way that Yohan and Wooseok were trying to do. At least until a hand appeared before him, the obviously drunk girl smiling sweetly at him and insisting in taking him for a dance. He flushed, declining the offer as respectfully as he could, eyes opening as her smile faded and sat on the vacant spot next to him, finishing his glass in one gulp.

“Don’t you want to have some fun?” He stared incredulously at her. “Let out all that stress from work, forget about the world for a bit?”

Seungwoo frowned, as if avoiding his responsibilities were a choice. “I think I can handle it.” His gaze followed her every movement, mostly worried about his wallet or phone being taken away, but her hand got closer to him, fingers brushing his forehead and then to the corners of his mouth, stretching a smile.

“You look prettier like this.”

After that, he doesn’t remember when or how they ended up on the hotel, her riding him and caressing the tattoo on his shoulder, kissing his cheeks but avoiding his lips the same way she did the whole night. There is another empty memory, his suspicion is he was asleep, and then seeing her laugh at him, the sheets covering her body partially as she turned around and talked with him, patiently waiting until he sobered up. It was then when they connected, or that’s how he decided to name it, talking about their problems and difficulties. Maybe it was because he wasn’t going to see her again, or maybe because since she didn’t know him she couldn’t feel guilty for him or pity him, but for the first time in a while, he felt comfortable letting all his feelings out. When he finished, he expected some kind of reaction from her, something like a sad look or an awkward silence, but she took one of the tulips of the vase next to the bed and put it on his ear, mumbling a soft “walk a flower path” while smiling sweetly.

She had left before him, the room feeling way too bigger and cold without her presence when he woke up again. They hadn’t exchanged numbers, not even their names… so that was a one night stand, what his friends always recommended to feel better, but it made him feel worse than before. Knowing he had to go back to work, to the world of responsibilities, to the CEO Han Seungwoo and leaving behind his identity as a random stranger.

The night played on a loop on his brain, his headache starting to soothe until he realized he had been doodling on the cover of one of the projects he had to present soon. With a long sigh, he looked for the file on the computer, printing it again and jolting as a cup of water and an aspirin were placed on his desk.

“I already interviewed all the applicants. This one seems the most suited one.” The old woman gave him a curriculum. “Now stop complaining and take that, it will make you feel better.”

It pained him that Ms. Lee was going away, getting a new one that would understand him as much as her was going to be complicated, the first reason why he asked the lady to hold the interviews since she would know better what suited him.

His eyes stopped on the picture, or rather the lack of it. “No way to identify herself?”

“She said it wasn’t necessary to look at her physical appearance when she was perfectly qualified in all the other areas.” Seungwoo raised his eyebrows. “She is pretty, if that is what you are asking.”

“I don’t care about that as long as he does her work right. Tell her she starts in a week.”

The rest of the week went by with no major incidents. Seungwoo was at the resting lounge, waiting for the machine to finish with the coffee when he listened to a few of his workers speaking.

“Did you see his new secretary? Sure it was a big change…”

Were they talking about him? How come they had met her already? He had yet to meet up with her, it being her first day.

“Who cares about that? He barely looks at the women in the office in the eye, we can have her for ourselves.”

“Oh, yeah, as if she would notice you.”

He had heard enough, the chatter bothering him as he forgot about his coffee and walked closer, standing imposingly behind the group of men, clearing his throat a few times before speaking.

“I suppose you have finished with the report I asked, Mr. Kim?” A slight annoyance invaded him as he saw the color drain from his employee’s face.

“Uh, n-not really–”

“I want another five, each based on the development and progress of the departments. For tomorrow. Hand them in to my secretary.”

Not giving them the chance to complain, he turned around and walked away. It sickened him the way they were always lazing around, always chatting and criticizing everyone for doing their work while they did none of theirs. This kind of acts always angered him, his pace becoming quicker while ignoring the stares of the other workers as he got inside his office, sitting down on the chair and covering his face while trying to calm down.

“Uh, I can come back in another moment…” The voice startled him, he didn’t notice anyone inside the office, and the second his hands slipped off, he froze in place and so did the other person.

It was her.

It was the girl from that night, standing up behind her desk a few meters away from him. Her eyes opened wide, stuttering a few times while fidgeting with her fingertips. He could feel people staring at them through the glass doors, waiting to catch something that was worthy gossiping over.

“Ah, secretary y/ln, yes. Sorry for that.” His eyes pleaded that she would follow his plan, and it must have worked because next she walked out the desk with a few folders in hand.

“Here are the reports that you asked for yesterday, Ms. Lee told me to give them to you.” She cleared her throat, trying to hide a smile as she read his schedule, and if he was honest, he didn’t pay attention to anything at all.

That’s how it went the rest of the next weeks. She would fill every single task even before he could ask, and he wouldn’t ask because his shyness overtook him. Whenever they were in the same room, his eyes would drift to her, a smirk twitching on the corner of his lips as he caught small habits of her, quickly calling it a day if he noticed she was tired, changing his schedules to fit hers… They hadn’t talked about that night since they grew comfortable with each other, the talk not being necessary anymore.

Of course, everyone had noticed the change in Seungwoo, even if he tried to hide it. He would act coldly only to turn into a melted pool whenever she walked by, completely serious during meetings and starting to stutter whenever she came into the room, his tone when reprimanding someone softening if she was around, how he walked with two cups of coffee into his office and left one on her desk, or when he laughed at a joke she made when spending time with her co-workers, blushing if he was found out. It was too obvious, no matter how much effort he put into not making it that way.

It was early in the morning, a few employees here and there as he walked to the office before stopping on the door when he listened to her speaking over the phone.

“… good, he’s good, mom… No, my boss hasn’t tried to touch me, he isn’t that kind of man… Why does it matters if I work on my birthday? He worked through his as well… No, he isn’t forcing me to work through it… No, I’m not saying it just so that you don’t worry about it… The rest- they treat me well, a few out of place comments as always… I waited for a long time to get this job and it’s really good so I can deal with that…”

He didn’t wait for the conversation to be over. In a minute he was outside, roaming around the streets, his shoes making a loud sound against the floor as he walked faster, sighing in relief as he found what he was looking for. Hurriedly went inside the shop, picked what he thought was the best and came back into the building, not really caring about the way the males were watching him and ignoring the soft gasps from the women as he entered the office only to find the so-called Mr. Kim leaning over his secretary’s desk.

“Just once, darling, c’mon… you want all this attention with the outfits you wear.”

“Leave me alone, really, this isn’t fun.” It pained him to see her going through it, wondering whether he should interrupt the scene. It would certainly cause havoc in the office, but…

“Oh I don’t care if you find it fun, I could easily force myself on you, you slut–”

“I believe this is enough, Mr. Kim.” Seungwoo’s tone was cold as ice, his hand on the man’s shoulder tightening its grip as he pulled him away from her. “You are fired.”

“What? It’s not what you think! She was the one that–!”

“There are cameras in this room, so please abstain yourself from lying. And the reason isn’t merely because of this incident; your lack of discipline and responsibility for your work it’s undeniable, and this is considered harassment, so I will kindly ask you to pick your personal belongings and get out. We can schedule a meeting to talk over all the mistakes and reasons for me to have taken this decision.”

The silence could almost be heard, the rest of the people outside the office completely in shock at the situation, which in a certain way was something positive: even if he chose to sue him or something, he had the evidence and the witnesses to win the case over. Although from the way that Mr. Kim was shaking, it didn’t look like that was going to happen at all. As soon as he left, Seungwoo ordered everyone to go back to their work, closing the door for some privacy as he checked on the woman.

“Y/n, are you okay? Do you need anything?” She looked at him with fondness at the mention of her name instead of her last name, but he didn’t seem to notice.

“No, that was good enough, but… What are those for?” Her chin pointed at the bouquet that rested on the small coffee table between them.

He grabbed them hurriedly, his cheeks blushing. “I heard you say it was your birthday and… Well, I thought that a gift couldn’t hurt…”

“Hmm, tulips in the workplace, Mr. Han?” She caressed the petals slightly. “You sure have a good memory considering you were pretty gone that night.”

It was that joking tone, the same one that she had used back in the club and on the hotel room. He had missed it after listening to her talk to him formally, no matter how ridiculous it sounded.

“It was an interesting night, to say the least.” A slight knock on the glass door caught his attention, the woman behind it signaling him to get out. “I’ll be back in a bit.”

“Mr. Han?” He turned around right before going out the door. “I hope we get to walk on the flower path for a long time.”

I intended this to be much longer but the distractions around were just too many... so this is it ㅠㅅㅠ

~Nani

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holdmekhh · 5 years ago

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Tame

Artist/Person : Han Seungwoo

Group/Crew : Victon/X1

Genre : SMUT/ Angst/ Fluff/ AND SMUT

Words : 3.3K

Requested : “ can you do a seungwoo (x1) smut where usually he’s all vanilla and soft but one day reader purposely made him jealous by flirting with the other boys and that made him snap and reader and him had rough sex with lots of daddy and choking kink and the boys could hear them dhdfjdhdgdf its okay if youre not comfortable to do it!” -anonymous

A/N;; Hiii guys! I hope you guys enjoy this! It took me all day to write this, and it was my first time actually writing about a certain kink other than Daddy kinks. But, I think I did good. Let me know what you guys thought! Enjoy! -Admin Nani

“Play with me!” She whined, pulling gently on his sleeve only to get ignored again. A soft whine left her as she again, tugged at the fabric, “Seungwoo, play with me.” Finally, he pulled his arm away and looked to her. “I’m busy, Y/N. Be a big girl and wait.” He stated sternly, turning back to his computer and typing away. She pouted and huffed, falling back on his bed, keeping her eyes trained on his focused form. Okay, so maybe she was acting like a baby, but she had a good reason. He’d invited her over to hang out and relax, but since she got there, he hasn’t paid her any mind. He wasn’t even the one to open the door, Wooseok did! It’d been hours and he hadn’t so much as given her a smidge of his time, just kept his attention on his computer and phone. Finally, she gave up with another huff and stood from her spot on the bed. Even then, he didn’t even look her way. “Whatever.” She muttered, walking out of his room with a slight slam of the door. At that, though, he merely glanced up with a grunt before going back to work.

“Y/N!” She was greeted loudly in the living area by the rest of the older group members, laughing softly as they turned their attention to her, save for the two who were on the floor playing video games. “What’re you guys doing?” She asked softly, moving to squeeze herself between Seungyoun and Hangyul. “Watching Wooseok get his ass handed to him by Yohan-ie.” Hangyul muttered, looking to her with a raised eyebrow. “What about you, short stack? Thought you were supposed to be hanging out with your boyfriend?” At the mention of Seungwoo, she rolled her eyes and pouted. “I thought I was, too. But apparently, his computer and phone are more important.” “He might be working on lyrics.” Seungyoun chimed in, eyes still locked on the chaos happening on the television. “Maybe, but he still could’ve paid a little attention to me, y’know. He invited me over and had me just sitting there bored and craving cuddles for, literally, since I got here 5 hours ago.” She complained, head falling onto Seungyouns shoulder with a pout on her lips. He laughed softly, lifting a hand to ruffle her curls.

It was possibly an hour or two later that Seungwoo finally stood from his bed with a stretch, ready to bring his girlfriend to bed with him after neglecting her for as long as he did. He honestly didn’t mean for it to happen the way it did. Calling her over, he actually planned to spend the day relaxing, maybe even send the rest of the boys away and have some fun, because he missed her. But then he just kinda got pulled into work, wrapped up in writing lyrics and a melody for a song. He felt bad and really wanted to make it all up to her, make sure that she understood how much he loved her and appreciated her, and missed her. But, that all went out the window when he saw her watching a movie with the others, more so Seungyoun. “Hey, what you guys doing?” He made his presence known, causing everyone to turn and look at him. Going around the couch, he watched Hangyul make room for him sit next to Y/N, with he took immediately. He’d expected her to move over and lay on him, but she just cuddled into Seungyouns side even more. He could feel the jealousy flickering in his chest, jaw tightening just the slightest, but he ignored it and settled into his seat.

Stretching a little, he relaxed and set his hand on her thigh, only for her to push it off and press even closer to his younger member and lean up to whisper in his ear, causing them both to laugh softly. Again, he ignored the flame of jealousy that started within him, running a hand roughly through his hand. Then he heard her, “Youn-ie, want something to drink?” Then she turned, her face right next to his but she completely ignored them and asked the others with a smile before getting up and heading to the kitchen. He stayed silent when she called Seungyoun to the kitchen for help, and he didn’t try to hold her anymore. The flame had completely consumed him by now, and he felt himself getting more and more agitated as the movie went on.

Then, it was over. The credits started rolling, and Yohan getting up to flick on the lights. “Should we order some more food before the kids get back?” Hangyul asked, eyeing his phone as there was a chorus of ‘yes’s around the room. Seungwoo stood, stretching slightly before silently heading back to his room. “Y/N!” He called, groaning softly when she didn’t enter. Going back out to find her in the same spot that she was in before, he cleared his throat, causing it to go silent. “Y/N, come here, please.” His voice was tense and his eyes were cold when she turned to look at him. Rolling her eyes, she stood and walked passed him to his room. He watched as the other boys stared with eyes, none of them had seen her be this bratty before. “Save us some food, yeah.” He stated simply before turning and going back to his room, shutting the door softly and locking it. Turning, he leaned against it and watched her sit on his bed. “What did you want me for?” She huffed, but the slight shake in her voice showed that she was nervous as to what was going to happen. She’d never seen him like this before, jaw tight with eyes so dark and cold. “What the fuck was that, hm?” He asked, voice calmer than she expected but still held an authoritative edge to. “What are you on about?” She asked, a huff heavy in her tone. “Don’t play dumb with me, princess. You know what the fuck you were doing.” He stated, calmly walking towards her. “I treat you so well, don’t I? I don’t mad at you, or yell when you do something you shouldn’t. I give you everything you want, all of my love and attention, when I can. But the one time you don’t get your way, you go and act like a brat?” He’d gotten right in front of her by now, dropping down to stare up into her eyes. “You go flirt and cuddle with Seungyoun-ie? You ignore me?” He reached up and grabbed her cheeks roughly when she attempted to look away from him, turning her head back to look at him. “Look at me when I’m talking to you.” He hissed, standing up and tilting her head as he did. “Such a spoiled little brat. I think you need to be punished, little one. That’s what you wanted, wasn’t it? To be punished by Daddy?” She attempted to shake her head, making him chuckle. “Well, since it seems like you forgot who was in charge. You’re getting punished, whether you wanted it or not.” He let go of her face, her cheeks red from his hold. “On all fours.” He stated, pulling his belt from its loops. When she didn’t move, he looked to her with a raised eyebrow. “Did I stutter, princess? On all fours, now!” She scrambled to her hands and knees, heart racing as looked down at his sheets. She’d never seen Seungwoo like this before, he was usually very soft spoken with and gentle. Vanilla for the most part. So for him to be reacting like this, she must’ve really pressed his buttons this time.

He slowly slid her jeans and panties down to her knees, letting them pool onto the bed for the time being. His hands smoothed over her ass before he pulled away and grabbed his belt from where he set it down near her feet. He watched her body tense when ran the leather material over her damp slit, jumping slightly when he tapped her lower lips a few times with it. “How many do you think you deserve, princess?” He spoke up, watching her body stiffen at his cold tone. “F-Four?” She whispered softly, making him raise an eyebrow. “Four? You think you’ve only done enough bad for four spankings?” He chuckled, shaking his head. “Let’s see about that. Count.” He ordered, delivering a hit of the belt to her right ass cheek causing her to jerk forward with a gasp. “One.” She whimpered, making him nod. “That’s for disturbing me while I was working.” Another hit of the leather to her skin made her gasp out, “Two.” “For continuing to disturb me after I’d asked you to stop multiple times.” “Three.” “Catching an attitude with me.”

It continued like that until they’d gotten to ten hits. Her ass was red, welts starting to show on her skin, and tears were running down her flushed cheeks as she cried the last number. “Ten!” “And that’s for being a spoiled brat.” He hissed, the belt landing on her skin harder than the other hits, making her head fall forward as she cried out. Her arms were shaking, so were legs, and her ass was on fire as he pressed his free hand against it. “Look at that…” He muttered, using the belt to trail over her pussy again and landing a few gentle hit against her swollen lips. “You’re dripping everywhere, princess.” He stated, dropping the belt to the side in exchange to cup her soaked sex, pulling away to land a few slaps to it before dragging a finger through her slit from her clit to her entrance as she let out soft gasps. Without warning her plunged two of his fingers in her hole, making her arms give out and fall face first into his pillow. “Oh, god.” She whimpered, hole tightening around his fingers as he fucked her quickly with them. Her legs were shaking, juices gushing out, insides tightening around his digits as her first orgasm started to approach. He knew, too, from her high pitched moans. And just as she was about to fall off the edge and into the abyss of her orgasm, he pulled away from her completely, ripping a desperate cry from her lips. “No!” She cried, hole spasming around nothing. “On your knees. Now.” He ordered, making her force herself up and off the bed to the floors. He felt something in his chest ignite at the sight of her fucked out form, eyes darkening and his dick twitching in his sweats. “You know what to do, take it out.” He stated, pulling off his shirt before watching her pull down his sweats and boxers.

As she pulled out his length, she felt her mouth water at the sight of it. He was rock-hard, tip red and leaking precum, she couldn’t wait to sink her mouth on him. Looking up at him, he bit his lip softly making her clench around nothing, before he nodded. “Go ahead, princess. Be a good girl and suck Daddy off.” She didn’t waste any time, wrapping her lips around his length and taking as much into her mouth as she could before gagging and wrapping her hand around the rest of him. Bobbing her head slowly, twisting her hand in unison, she felt so good. The soft moans he let out were great and all, but the tiny praises he grunted out made her feel like she was on cloud nine. “You suck Daddy’s cock so well, princess.” He muttered, looking down at her as she hollowed her cheeks and sucked harder, making him moan out. “Fuck, just like that.” He muttered, hand pushing her hair back from her face and gripping in it. “Move your hand and look at me.” He whispered, making her drop her hand and focus her teary eyes up towards his face. “Keep your eyes on me, got it?” She nodded the best she could with his dick stuffing her mouth and his hand in tangled in her hair, a soft hum of confirmation making him shut his eyes at the vibration around him. His grip tightened, making her whimper, before he started moving his hips to slowly fuck into her mouth. Looking down at her, her bit his lip again. “Look at you...you like getting your throat fucked by Daddy’s cock, princess?” He chuckled breathlessly as she whimpered around him. “Bet you want Daddy’s cum down your throat? Or maybe painted all over that pretty face of yours? I bet you’d like that, getting covered in Daddy’s cum.” He grunted, dick twitching in her mouth as he noticed her hand between her legs. “Move your fucking hand, princess. Did I say you could touch yourself? Hm? That pretty pussy’s mine. Understand? Only Daddy can touch it.” She pulled her hand from her clit to grip his thighs as he started to fuck her mouth harder, her nails were digging into the golden skin of his thighs before he pulled his length from between her lips and started to slowly jerk himself. “Want me to cum on your face princess?” She nodded silently, hands still on his thighs as she caught her breath. “Use your words. You’re a big girl.” “Yes, please, Daddy. Please cum on my face.” He chuckled, smirking softly at her words. “Too bad this is your punishment, huh? Get up, strip, and get on the bed. All fours.” He let go of himself, stepping out of his clothes and watching her. “You’re so wet.” He muttered, climbing onto the bed behind her and running his fingers gently over her slit. “Such a pretty little pussy, all nice and wet for Daddy.” He smiled, grabbing his length and aligning himself before thrusting roughly into her, sinking balls deep into her. A loud moan dragged out from between her lips, head falling forward as he set a brutal pace. His hands gripped her hips tightly, grunting as he pounded into her.

Pulling a hand from the hot skin of her hip, he reached up and tangled his fingers in her curls and pulled her head back as she cried out at the pleasurable pain. “You like that, baby? You like having Daddy tug your hair, hm?” “Yes, Daddy! Yes!” She cried out, hand reaching back to hold loosely on his wrist as he continued to grip her hair and pound her. Her eyes had begun rolling back and her pussy started to clench around his length making him smile. “You’re gonna cum?” He smiled at her high-pitched whines as she attempted to nod. “Too bad.” He hissed, pushing her away and pulling out of her as she cried out. “Daddy!” She whined, pouting into the pillow that her face was buried in. “Turn over.” Flipping herself, she looked at him with blown pupils and flushed cheeks. He moved her around on his bed slightly before climbing over her and slipping back into her tight, hot pussy. Her head lolled to the side, mouth falling open in a deep moan. He immediately went back to his merciless pace, straightening his back up and throwing her legs over his shoulders to hit deeper. Her eyes crossed as he hit her g spot, “Oh, fuck! Right there!” She cried, walls fluttering when he chuckled darkly, wrapping a hand around her throat and pistoling into her sweet spot. “Cum.” He growled, making her tumble over the edge, but he didn’t. Not the first time she came, nor the second or third, or fourth; he just continued attacking her g spot with the tip of his cock, hand tightening around her throat more and more.

Her hand wrapped loosely around his wrist, eyes shut and lips parted. Saliva coated her lips and chin, soft gasp-like moans falling from them and felt another orgasm building up in the pit of her stomach.”D-Daddy…” She started, whimpering as he nodded, free hand moving to start rubbing slowly at her clit, completely opposite to the quick thrusts that he’s delivering to her clenching walls. “Daddy…” She whined again, tugging slightly at his wrist. He loosened his hold on her throat, moving to cup her jaw and drag his thumb over her lip. “What is it?” He slowed his thrusts down slightly. “Want you to cum in me.” She stated, whimpering when he roughly grabbed her cheeks. “Oh, does baby want Daddy to paint her hot walls with his seed?” She nods, mouth falling open as he hits her spot again, speeding up. “Cum when I tell you.” She nods at his stern words, gripping onto his forearms as fucked into her. When she felt him twitch in her, she felt her stomach flutter in excitement. “Hold on, princess. Almost there. Almost-” His voice broke face dropping to bury in the crook of her neck, hand having had moved back down to wrap around her throat loosely. “Cum with me, princess.” He grunted softly, thrusts turning sloppy as he let his orgasm take over. At the feeling of his warm cum shooting into her walls, her abdomen clenched tightly before orgasm washed over her, back arching and hands running up his back to grip at his broad shoulders. “So good, so good.” She muttered, as she slowly came back down from her release.

Slowly pulling out of her, she sat back and watching their mixed releases flow out of her swollen hole. Moving himself downward, he situated himself on his stomach between her legs. At the movement, she peeled her eyes open tiredly and looked down at him. “What’re you doing?” She slurred slightly, merely receiving a ‘shh’ in response. Then he licked a long, strong strip up from her entrance to her clit. Her eyes rolled back and her hips bucked, having him wrap his arms around her thighs to hold them as he started to lick and suck at her swollen sex. “Daddy, ‘m too sensitive.” She cried, but not attempting to push him away and merely burying her fingers into his hair and loosely pulling at it. “Oh, baby you taste so good. Been wanting to eat you since you got here.” He muttered into her lower lips, making her whine before he wrapped his lips around her clit. Removing one of his arms, he slowly slid two fingers back into her spasming entrance. “Mmm...look at how clench around my fingers, baby.” He praises, watching their mixed juices. “Give me one more. I know you can do it, princess.” He placed a kiss on her inner thigh as her curled his long fingers into her g spot. Her back arched, fingers tightening in his soft strands. Quickly, he latched his mouth to her clit and started sucking roughly, speeding up his fingers. “Ah-ah- ‘m cumming! Daddy!” She cried out, his arm moving back to wrap around her thigh again, holding her still as he ate her out through her orgasm to draw it out. Her moans turned to cry-like whimpers and whines, body squirming at the intense overstimulation until he let up with a gentle kiss to her pulsing bundle of nerves.

She didn’t know what happened after that, waking up when the sun was shining brightly into the room with Seungwoo wrapped around her tightly and breathing into her neck. “Seungwoo...babe?” She muttered, going to move but feeling pain tense her leg, making her whimper. It wasn’t long after that Seungwoo’s eyes fluttered open to find her face full of discomfort. “What?” “My body hurts like hell, thats what.” She pouted, causing him to chuckle softly. “And yet, you’re still being a brat?” She whines, shaking her head and leaning into him. “I’m sorry.” She mutters, making him smile.

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sondpyo · 5 years ago

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𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙮𝙪𝙡 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙

a/n: this is kinda long phew ,,, i just love hangyul tOo much :(( enjoy !!

warnings: !!!!cursing

let’s put the jokes aside

hangyul is probably the best boyfriend ever

he just IS

he does everything to make you feel comfortable

he buys so you food

he gives you piggy back rides when you‘re too tired

just,,,,,what a man

he cares about you 24/7

and likes to baby you

squishing ur cheeks and kissing ur puckered lips is part of his daily routine

but we ain’t complaining

because who doesn’t want to get hugged and kissed by hangyul

lucky YOU

and let’s not lie here

when was the last time you wore YOUR clothes

yes bitch im talking to YOU

you hang out in hangyul‘s hoodies and shirts everyday you literally robbed this man

but he loves it ngl

only when he has to go out with his friends and his closet is just....

...... empty

so he always takes his things back

but the thief you are 🤫🤫🤫

„what’s inside that bag"

„my love for you“

„ haha,, lmao,,, put that shit back to where it was."

and u just 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️💨

because what can he do haha

run after you and pick you up

haha

yea that‘s exactly what he does so why did you even try honestly

and he just picks you up and throws you onto the couch

but ur mad like how can you not let ur own gf succeed in stealing ur things

at this point hes just asking himself why he’s even dating you

but yk he loves you so what can he do

y’all raised a cat together

that‘s how you two even met :(

one day you were walking down the street on a rainy day when you heard a little ᵐᵉᵒʷ

so you were like hold tf uP and looked around

only to see a little kitten on the street being comepletely wet and lost

when you crunched down you just could feel sadness radiating from her

yes it’s a female 👀

you were about to cry ngl watching a sad kittie made you sad

so you picked her up

buT sissie was a little wild 🤥

she tried to climb up your chest so you had to use ur other hand too and let ur umbrella fall

„nO kiTtIe stOP ah shit we‘re both wet now“

but after some time struggling she kinda calmed down but was still moving

you were comepletely wet

the shower you wanted to take later ?????? already done now

as you wanted to pick up your umbrella

another hand reached picked it up and held it above your head

you turned around and saw an extremely good looking guy

„ive seen a lot in my life but never someone walking outside in the rain with their kitten“

he was obv amused by the situation

you looked down to the kitten

„she’s not mine i just found her“

as you wanted to grab ur umbrella back

he pulled it back and insisted holding it for you as you walked back home

he just saw that u didn’t know anything about cats

so on the way back he told you a lot about cats and everything and you kinda started talking

and u were patting her head

when u reached ur house u were kinda unsure of what to do

because u cant just pull up to your family like lmAo look what I found

„i cant just leave her outside again“

so he just took her

„I already have two so why not a third I guess“

„but i found her >:("

„but you cant keep her“

true 😔😔

so he gave you ur umbrella and hid the cat under his jacket

so when he was already going you were like somethings not right

so you yelled excuSE ME

and he turned around

so you ran to him and gave him the umbrella

„no don’t worry I don’t need it“

but you just shoved it into his hands and walked back

before you would open your gate and get in you yelled that he should take good care of her so you waved him and went in

and he honestly just stood there

that was the moment where he kinda fell in love with you I guess

in the next days he brought you u ur umbrella back and u asked him if u could visit boba once

( i had to crackle at that name ne ways)

and he obviously was interested in you so he was like suRE !!!!!

and you eventually also started falling for him

so here you are 3 years later

a happy couple

confirmed mom & dad of a cat

boba sometimes still kinda attacks you but whatever I guess

and he always tells that story his and ur friends saying that he thought u were crazy

when he literally thought u were cute since the first second he saw you wbk

his fav places to kiss you is your face

when ur being too overly cute in his eyes he just kisses ur cheeks like a 100 times

and when ur being sad or stressed he usually kisses ur temples

but hangyul litterally is your emotional support boy

when ur sad or crying he just hugs you and doesn’t let go

he sometimes cracks up some stupid jokes just so he can hear a small laugh from you which always works tbh

there just isn’t a day where he isn’t by your side when you‘re in the wrong place

but when your upset or mad he usually gives you a little space since he knows that people usually need to figure it out themselves first before they talk to others about it

but if you want him to be with you he’s there in a second

and you appreciate that a lot

you two are the crackhead duo everyone fears

the last time played mario kart with the rest of his friends it ended with you and him laughing about some dumbass shit AGAIN

everyone is just tired by now and sighs,,,,,,,,

„is it crack???????? is that what you two smoke“

but u cant unsee the little smiles they have after watching you two for awhile bcs ofc they are also kinda happy that he found someone he can have fun and be himself with

h e e h e e fun 😼😼😼 18+

just kIdding

im keeping this family friendly

but lemme dRoP thAt real quick

hes a dancer so he sure knows how to work his hips o o p 👀👀👀👀

moving ON

teases you

all the time

„you‘re so tiny can u even see something down there.“

„you kinda grew.“

„vertically.“

„that girl there is kinda pretty don’t you also think?“

and let’s just say

at this rate

his kneecaps are pretty much injured

but he doesn’t mean it like that

when he even senses that he’s going to far he simply kisses you and apologizes

personal hypeman

you don’t know iF you should wear that dress outside because you don’t feel pretty in it????

not with hangyul SWEETIE

hes like

👏🏻you 👏🏻are👏🏻slaying👏🏻that👏🏻dress👏🏻and👏🏻thats👏🏻on👏🏻PERIODT👏🏻

physical fights with him happen a lot and are normal

fun fights

cause my man ain’t abusive 😔

and ofc he wins

once he even threw you off bed

and u eventually hit your head

and he was literally caressing your head while trying to hold back his laughter

he calls it training for actual fights

smh

hes pretty much overprotective

and swears that he’ll never let you out alone in the dark

so you kinda doubt these fights he talks about will ever happen

but whatever floats his boat 🤡

this is getting long

should I just make a part two

. shit

okay over all

hes soft for you

like everyone at first is kinda intimidated by him because he looks really manly compared to other guys even you were

but when they see how he treats you and looks at you and smiles at you and everything it’s just kinda gone then 🥺🥺

he deserves an award as best boyfriend

he also deserves all the love he gives back

don’t let him down

because he wouldn’t do that to you either even if u had a big ass fight

juST FUXKING LOVE HIM

#x1 #x1 imagine #x1 imagines #x1 fluff #x1 au #x1 scenarios #x1 flash #x1 hangyul #x1 minhee #x1 x reader #incorrect x1 quotes

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junquisite · 4 years ago

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Dangerous love 6

This is quite longer then my usual updates for this post so buckle up!

"You go that side and I'll cover the first floor." Junhee said and when he saw Chan and his team were about to protest, "it's an order." He said and the three men nodded stiffly and went away.

Logically he should have divided the team equally but Chan was shot in his arm and he needed more protection. So he will deal with any member left on the first floor himself.

When he was almost done perusing the floor and was about to go downstairs, he heard disturbance through his in-ears.

"Kwan?" He said, trying to contact the agent sitting outside the area probably on surveillance.

"HYUNG!" He heard his voice suddenly but it was breaking badly.

"they-reached-run" he heard his broken voice telling him.

"I can't hear anything Kwan. But I'm leaving." He said and turned to the stairs, only to come face to face with Hangyul, a member of the gang and her friend, smiling at him"you remember me agent park!" He said.

"Hangyul?" Junhee whispered when he heard a loud smack and felt pain in his head as he felt his vision blurring.

"so this is the NIS agent you have picked up for negotiation?" He heard her voice but she sounded far away.

And should he be hearing her voice at all?

And why couldn't he see? He took a deep breath to calm himself down only to feel intense pain in the back of his head and he remembered seeing Hangyul and then nothing after.

Was he kidnapped? For negotiation as she said?

With NIS? but why?

He tried to move his body and he found that hus hands were tied but he was sitting. Probably tied to a chair. He had a bag on his head and there was tape on his mouth so he couldn't make a noise.

What the hell was going on?

"Yeah but I don't think you're going to like this." He heard a calm voice tell her and he heard her question the person.

"It's agent Park." Another calm voice said and there was a chilly silence.

"Agent park? Park junhee? MY JUNHEE?" by the end she was screaming he heard a ruckus.

Was she being held back?

"Who the hell brought him in like this? FUCKING UNTIE HIM NOW!" he heard her yelling and then there were two pair of hands opening his restrains.

Suddenly there was light and he was squinting his eyes before he felt her hands taking of the tape and holding his face.

"Are you okay?" She said, quite softly in comparison and he looked around the room to see Hangyul and three other men before nodding at her.

"Are you hurt anywhere?" She asked and he mumbled a no before she pushed his hair back off his forehead and touched the back of his head accidently and he winced.

She quickly got on her feet to go behind him and saw a a bump and a cut with some dried blood caked in his hair and she cursed loudly.

"Who. Hit. Him." She said lowly and Junhee saw how Hangyul gulped before the other one who untied him raised his hands slightly.

In two seconds she had her gun out and cocked at him while she said,"I'm going to fucking kill you Cho Seungyoun."

The shorter of the two men standing behind stepped in between them and stared her down untill she put the gun back in her pocket and huffed.

"You are not going to hurt even a single more member. We need all men on force if NIS decides to break in to get him back." He said, looking pointedly at Junhee and she sighed.

The one who said it looked at Junhee and bowed slightly at him.

"I'm Kim Wooseok. The leader of the Arcana gang. I am sorry this is the way we are meeting for the first time and I hope you can forget the way they brought you here. Since we are almost family now." He said and Junhee was confused, VERY confused because.. family? What?

"You already know Hangyul. And Seungyoun now. That is Seungwoo, her partner." Wooseok said, pointing at the other calm man.

From the voices he could tell the first own who spoke was Wooseok and the other one must be Seungwoo then.

Also what? Partner?

She had a partner?

"I am sorry I didn't meant to hit you that hard. It won't happen again. Unless you choose to hurt her obviously." Seungyoun said with a shrug as if it was natural and Junhee felt very confused. Why suddenly his kidnapping had turned into some sort of introduction to her what.. family?

"She has a partner? But I usually see her with Hangyul and the others." He said the first thing that he felt was easy to talk about.

He saw Seungwoo scoff as he came forward from behind and stood in front of him. He was intimidating and TALL and Junhee already disliked him.

"Yeah. She has recently choosen to ditch me to go with Hangyul for small missions to frolic with you in her work time. But we did crossed path once. The first mission where you saw her after your trip to Hawaii. That was me."

His first time meeting her after the trip where he actually met her, she did had someone working with her.

"You were the guy in the mask?" He asked an Seungwoo nodded.

"In fact I have only actually ever seen hangyul from you lot. Nor did I thought the leader of Arcana gang would be so young." He said looking at Wooseok who just smirked at him.

"He's actually a year younger then you, you know." She whispered to him from beside him and he nodded. He can see that.

"I usually work with Hangyul but for the time being I guess you can say me and her have swapped partners." Seungyoun said and Junhee nodded.

"We'll be leaving. He'll be staying in my room." She said, tugging at his hand when Seungwoo stopped her.

"Everyone will talk. He's supposed to be a prisoner here."

"Whoever talks can meet me in the practice room. I have a few new weapons I still haven't tried yet." She said and Wooseok rolled his eyes at him.

"I said no more hurting. We need all manpower."

"Why exactly am I here?" Junhee asked and when everyone stared at him he realised this should have been his first question.

"NIS has captured 7 of our men. We need them back. We needed someone they would actually want back and won't mind sacrificing. So it was you agent park. You're the jewel of NIS." Wooseok said and he gulped.

"NIS won't sacrifice a few agents like you said." He said and he heard snickers everywhere around him and even she was chuckling.

"You'll be surprised how many have suffered because NIS chose to keep our men locked up instead of saving their men agent park. That's why it was you. You are in public eye, the public representative and a loved agent. You can't be left to die."

"let's go." She said again tugging at him when he stopped her again, turning to Hangyul, "was this what you meant when you said remember my name, you'll see me again?" And Hangyul stared back at him, utterly confused.

"He means when you were collecting guns of the agents last time." She added and he chuckled.

"Oh that? No ofcourse not. We didn't knew this would happen. I said that because obviously you'll meet us once she'll bring you around to meet us. We're her family and you'll obviously meet her family won't you?" He said but before Junhee could respond, he added "unless you don't plan to stay long enough with her agent."

The room suddenly felt too cold to him as he looked around the other three men.

It was somehow ominous.

They were nice to him but it all felt weird. Almost fake.

Almost for her sake.

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x1protector · 5 years ago

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Chef!AU Seungyoun

Author’s note: Happy 100 followers (we’re actually at 117 omg)! This is insane we have 2 prologues guys ;;; here’s a little something I made enjoy while you wait for the first Royal AU storyline. We’re working on it but it is taking a while because we want it to be good anyway enjoy!! -Admin V 🌻

p a i r i n g: seungyoun au (extend for x gender neutral reader)

g e n r e: fluff; chef au; bullet au

w a r n i n g s: mentions of knife

w o r d c o u n t: 1k

Chef!AU Seungyoun

Read Chef!AU Wooseok here.

got personally scouted as head chef of a famous restaurant because he's That Good

handpicks everyone in his entire team and trusts them with his life

can do anything: pastry, saucer, chef de partie, meat, fish, etc--jack of all trades, master of all

pastry chef Seungwoo once saw him juggle three saucers in one hand while boning a fish with the other

an actual mess

tries to keep it together in front of his subordinates tho

graduated top of his class, but no one talks about it since he gets so embarrassed

a clumsy mess if he’s not focused tho and probably put sauce in pastries before

sous chef Hangyul swore on his life that he's never giving seungyoun a white attire because he keeps spilling things on himself

so he wears the black attire, which is symbolic as head chef in this restaurant but also;;;; to hide the embarrassment that is seungyoun's clumsiness

can handle a knife like no other

but cut his hands too often and is now required (by his staff) to wear thick gloves whenever he wields a particular sharp knife

touches hot food so often, the calluses on his fingers formed thickly and can take the heat so now he doesn't even need to use gloves

Seungyoun, holding a sizzling plate of fish: Hangyul look how cool I am!

Hangyul: the skin cells on your fingers hate you

Seungyoun: that’s assuming they’re alive

“seriously how did this kid get through culinary school in one piece?” --everyone

walks around without the chef hat and only puts it on when there's inspection

when he doesn’t have it on tho, his hair is either all clipped back with huge hair clamps or in a net for cleanliness reason

everyone thinks he looks absolutely adorable either way

goes around the kitchen checking on people and giving encouraging praises

“oooooh Yohannnn i see you garnishing with the right twist of the wrist”

“Seungwoo-hyung love what you’ve done with the brulee, it’s exquisite *chef kiss*”

never yells at anyone

except when Dohyon accidentally burned himself spilling sauce Seungyoun yelled at him and banned him from the kitchen for a week to recover

was actually more sad than Dohyon

Seungyoun: ...do you think Dohyon hate me now D;;

Yohan: NO OF COURSE NOT HE KNOWS you mean well;;;;;

Hangyul: yes lmao

Yohan: did you just say lmao out loud

Seungyoun: yes lmao

Dohyon came back fully healed and Seungyoun cried b/c he missed Dohyon so much

PROTECC

looks very soft and smiley but will fight anyone that picks on his team

one time a high-profile guest dined at the restaurant and hated one of the dishes, so they told the owner to fire whoever made it

but no one got fired because Seungyoun threatened to leave if they so much as touch anyone on his team

a very responsible head chef, takes the blame for things he didn’t do and cover up for the kids

Minhee: im sorry hyung... we lost an expensive shipment because of me, I deserved to be fired..

Seungyoun: but if you leave, we would suffer a bigger loss

Minhee: but you got scolded because of me..

Seungyoun: then I guess you can buy me dinner hehe

a precious bub

always going out of his way to make others happy

one time his team was so tired due to a particularly long, grueling day of work, so he like.. jumps and claps his feet in the air and wouldn’t stop till they started laughing

honestly if not for the obvious black attire, no one would think he was head chef of this prestigious restaurant

(keep reading for x reader)

you know head chef Seungyoun because you were the one who scouted him

as well as the one who fought management team in order for him to handpick his own staff

you’re basically an extended part of the kitchen, and you visit the team often to make sure they have everything they need

everyone adores you and saves you all the good snacks from the kitchen

Seungyoun is especially sweet on you and everyone knows but you

Minhee: did boss make you chocolate soufflé again?

You: yeah! It’s delicious as usual, do you want some?

Minhee: thanks, but I already had some! Did you know it’s very tricky to make? We only get to eat this from the boss when you’re around so thank you!

You: what do you mean

Minhee: heheheh I have to get back to work enjoy your soufflé

Everyone dotes on you tho b/c you’re the reason they’re all here together

You always just brush it off you’re honestly just doing your job

Seungyoun is especially grateful, and he tells you that a lot

Sure, he’s good, but he wasn’t a conventional chef and his unique cooking techniques weren’t widely accepted among the pro circle

If it wasn’t for you, he would still be looking for a job out of culinary school

But that’s not all he feels

He likes seeing you enjoy his food, hearing your voice ringing with laughters, and feeling like the butterflies from his stomach migrating to his head, making nests and driving him crazy the more he sees you smile

Seungyoun knows what this feeling is, and he thought he hid it well, not wanting to ruin your current relationship

But let’s be honest Seungyoun is so obvious his entire staff knew since day 1

The boy literally had to clutch his hands behind his back to stop himself from shaking when he’s near you

Smiles a little too much (even for Seungyoun) when you’re around

Stares at you a little too long when you’re sitting at the kitchen counter enjoying the soufflé because that’s the first recipe he made for you when you first met

heart eyes @ you 24/7 literally how do you not see this--

Hangyul: is he gonna make a move today or do we have to wait till next year?

Yohan: let him live omg he’s shy

Finally made you chocolate on valentine with a little note that read “will you be the chocolate to my soufflé?”

Corny

the entire kitchen staff: just go out with him already he keeps whining to us

so you do and gave him a little kiss after accepting the confession

y'all are cute

couple of the year tbh

Read Chef!AU Wooseok here.

--Admin V🌻

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escapingpost · 5 years ago

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Five Things I Know About Cho Seungyoun

1.) Text messaging is an art form. An art form he knows nothing about.

You were at Seungyoun’s house, a place that you knew too well. You were sprawled on his living room’s couch and he was on the floor praying to his phone. You peeked at him once in awhile and you could have sworn you saw the five stages of grief in all those times you looked at him. You click your tongue at him.

“What? What is it? Is there something wrong?” Seungyoun looked at you with a matter-of-fact expression. He held his hand out as if he were asking for you to point out all his flaws.

Which was exactly what you were going to do.

“You need to stop sending her multiple text messages. You’re scaring the poor girl.” You put down the book in your hands.

“Oh? What does your young adult fiction book say about text messaging?” He rolls his eyes.

You scoff at him. Maybe he needed someone to tell him that being desperate was not a personality trait. “Seungyoun, she’s not interested.”

He takes a deep breath and holds his chest, “You know? Your words hurt.”

You throw him a peace sign, “Only true friends.”

An alert sound comes from his phone and the both of you exchange looks.

Seungyoun opens the text message.

You wait for his reaction which came as a shriek.

“She said sure!” He shines the phone’s screen in front of your face.

“I can’t see. Its too bright.” You swat his phone out of your face and you cross your arms.

Seungyoun recites the reply from his future date, “Sure, Seungyoun. I’ll let you know.”

You rub your temples. So much for future date. “Hey, lets go to that new jazz bar in Itaewon.”

“Can’t I need my schedule as open as possible. I don’t know when she’ll get back to me.” Seungyoun gets up from the floor and shoos your leg off his couch. He sits down on the couch and you place your legs on his lap.

“Never, Seungyoun. She’s never going to get back to you. I’m sorry.” You pat him on the head.

Seungyoun groans and drops his phone. He covers his eyes with his arm.

Seungyoun always replied back to text messages in less than a minute. He wore his heart on his sleeve and did not play any of the push and pull dating games.

If you two weren’t best friends, he would’ve been a perfect partner. The last thing you wanted was someone complicated.

Seungyoun was as simple as pie.

“So, Itaewon?”

Seungyoun nodded, “Lets invite Hangyul too.”

2.) He only does soju. He had a strict no vodka/whiskey/rum/tequila policy “just because”

What was suppose to happen was an innocent outing to a bar in Itaewon.

What actually happened was Hangyul decided that jazz was not his thing and opted for clubbing instead. Of course, dumb and dumber stick together so you become the third member, the idiot who followed.

The three of you stuck together for a good ten minutes until the crowds finally separated you and Hangyul from Seungyoun.

Hangyul yells your name to counter the loud bass of the music. You move closer to Hangyul in an attempt to hear him.

“Do you want to get a drink?” Hangyul points to the bar where less people crowded.

You nod and Hangyul grabs your wrist with a smile, “Follow me.” he mouths.

Finally out of the sea of people dancing, Hangyul buys you a drink. He considered it as an apology for changing plans so last minute.

You look around for the “dumber” member.

Hangyul moves closer to your ear, “Seungyoun went to the DJ to request a song.

You give Hangyul a side glare. He wasn’t suppose to invade your mind like that.

Hangyul chuckles and he receives a drink from the barista. He offers it to you.

The thing with alcohol was you always drank it with Seungyoun ever since the two of you entered college. This was probably the second time you weren’t drinking with him.

But, you take the drink anyway because you already made the mistake of following the two of them into a club. You sniff the drink. ‘Yup, smells like strong alcohol.’ you think.

Hangyul easily finishes his drink and you tilt your head to the side letting out a defeated laugh.

He has a small proud smirk and gives you a head nod to signal you to drink.

You give it one more sniff before letting the acidic liquid hit your throat.

Hangyul nods his head in approval and lightly pats you on the head. You were sure it meant, ‘Good job, you're able to drink something else other than soju.’

You playfully smack his shoulder and begin to take another sip when a hand appears from the bottom of the cup to pull it away from you. You quickly look in the direction of the hand and see Seungyoun, “Hey!” You yell.

Seungyoun looks at Hangyul’s direction and snaps back to you. He downs the rest of the drink as your mouth gapes open in surprise.

“That was mine!” You yell over the music.

3.) As far as he’s concerned, sleep is optional.

Hangyul scratches his ear looking at the scene unfold in front of him.

Seungyoun, on the other hand, is between being present in the moment and “I don’t know who that is. I came with the handsome guy."

“I just don’t need to deal with children.” You leaned on the metal pole like it was the only thing keeping you standing. “But, why is my best friend a big child?” You look down at your fingers seemingly counting a math equation.

“Look, it was just one drink. Could’ve ended with one drink. You just had to take it away from her.” Hangyul sighs deeply.

Seungyoun had nothing to retort. Hangyul was one hundred percent right. Maybe if he did not take that first drink, she would not have to prove a point and have five more glasses of alcohol.

Both guys look back at you and click their tongues in unison.

It took exactly two hours to drop you off back home. That was with Hangyul tagging along and helping. Seungyoun was your pack mule because he decided that carrying you was faster. Hangyul was the designated person to apologize for the ruckus you were creating.

You did not remember mostly everything the next day and you were more than glad to forget the night, for the most part.

However, you did remember something about Seungyoun only drinking soju because he was a child or something like that.

Also, you ended up back at Seungyoun’s small studio because you had to escape a murder that was about to take place. Who knew being dropped off by two healthy boys in their twenties, completely wasted, and at two in the morning was such a criminal offense?

“You, get out of here.” Seungyoun answered the door with disheveled hair and last night’s eyeliner that you had forced him to wear.

You scoff at his poor attempt at being serious and slip through the door frame.

Seungyoun closes the door behind him and blows his bangs out of his face, “Do you know how much trust I lost from your mother?”

You take a seat on his couch and shrug, “Don’t worry. I’m pretty sure your her favorite child out of the both of us.”

He says your full name in a low-tone, “This is serious!”

“Cho Seungyoun.” You copy his tone. “When are we going clubbing again?” You change your tone into a cheerful one. Too cheerful to be serious.

“I am so great to see you completely rested.” Seungyoun answers back with his own sarcasm and a lopsided smile.

It was then you realized Seungyoun’s eyes are slightly red on the rim. You look around his small studio and papers are scrapped all over the place, “Did you not sleep?” You get up to get a closer look and observe his face.

Seungyoun stares back at you and you hear his light breathing.

He slowly shakes his head side to side, “What am I going to do with you?”

4.) He does, in fact, need sleep.

Beep. Beep.

You peek from your phone, ‘Oh, its his phone.’ You look back at your phone, continuing what you were doing. To be honest, the silence was killing you. Yes, thee Cho Seungyoun was giving you the silent treatment. He had his headphones on, writing his "dumb” rap lyrics. Usually, he would have filled the room with beats that he was working on. Today, you were exiled from his music as punishment.

A few minutes later, you hear multiple text message beeps from his phone.

Annoyed, you avert your attention to him. “Can you silence your phone? I get it, you’re not talking to me, but someone else.” You snap at him.

Seungyoun looks at you and silences his phone, “There.”

You sit up on his couch, “What? What is it? Is there something wrong?”

Oh, how the tides have turned.

Seungyoun leisurely sits on his chair as his fingers tap on the arm rests. He has his chin up, looking down at you.

“010.″ He starts.

You squint at him as he starts to say random numbers, “What the hell, Seungyoun?”

“Hangyul’s phone number.” Seungyoun positions his hands so that all of his fingers aligned as if he was planning something.

You hold up your hand in confusion, “Okay, so?”

“You don’t want it?” His sentences are short and concise.

“Why would I want Hangyul’s” your words get quieter and taper off into silence.

“Well?” Seungyoun raises an eyebrow at you.

You think for awhile, “I don’t want his number through you.”

Seungyoun presses his lips in a thin line, “Interesting.”

“Tell him to come get my number himself.” you add.

Seungyoun’s mouth slowly opens in awe.

The tides change once more and everything was back to how it was suppose to be.

You let out a hearty laugh as Seungyoun grabs the nearest pillow to cover your face with.

Something about the heat in his small studio with no air conditioner had the two of you sleepy after a good few minutes of fighting (read: pillow fighting).

It was merely a cause of the heat.

Since there was only one pillow, you had no choice, but to fall asleep on his arm while he selfishly took the one pillow.

The two of you wake up at different times, but both of you continue to fall asleep even after that fact.

That damn weather.

5.) He has a problem.

There was definitely nothing more than friendship. Teasing each other, getting into petty fights, the childish banter, and all that happened every time you were with him. It definitely was not a feeling of love.

When Seungyoun hung out with his friends, it was the same question over and over again.

Are you guys dating yet?

The answer was the same every time. It became a default.

“Bull. Shit.”

Seungwoo reaches over to smack Dongpyo on the side of his head, “Watch your language.”

“But, hyung. They stick to each other like their life depends on it.” Dongpyo says as he massages the side of his head.

“That’s because, if they don’t, they might actually start missing each other. That would cancel all the denial they have.” Wooseok answers.

Dongpyo looks up trying his hardest to understand the situation.

Seungwoo lightly touchs Dongpyo’s hand, “Don’t try to understand it. None of us get it either.”

“Listen. I know for a fact that I can put all your suspicions to rest.” Seungyoun leans in.

“Oh yeah? Let me hear it. I’m ready for a good laugh.” Yohan scoffs.

Seungyoun ignores Yohan’s remark, “I gave her Hangyul’s number.” Seungyoun claps, “Boom.”

Seungwoo knits his eyebrows together and Dongpyo curses again, but he lets it go because it was actually called for.

“That’s not evidence. It’s just plain stupidity on your part.” Wooseok put his palms to his forehead.

Yohan looks at Seungyoun with pity in his eyes, “It wasn’t even funny.”

Seungyoun looks clearly offend at all of their remarks, “Damn it, guys.”

“I’m going to explain this to you slowly because you’re one of my precious juniors.” Seungwoo says softly.

Seungyoun has a sour look on his face, but continues to listen.

“You gave her Hangyul’s phone number so they could get to know each other, eventually date because, lets face it, Hangyul is a great guy.” He leaves out the part where Hangyul was not completely oblivious to his own emotions, unlike someone.

“And then, after they date, they’ll become official. Because Hangyul is the perfect package.” Wooseok makes sure to say his last sentence a little louder for the people in the back.

“Meaning you can see bye-bye to sleeping next to your “best friend” or getting into one of your fake fights because you guys have weird kinks like that.” Yohan continues.

“Hyung, I can take most of your bullcrap, but introducing her to Hangyul-hyung is really not it.” Dongpyo says.

Seungyoun looks around the table and slowly nods. Disappointed, he looks down at his lap.

The four boys exchange looks.

Yohan pats him on the back, “Its okay. Lets just see what happens.”

“I guess the only thing you can do is just do better than him.” Wooseok suggests. “I mean, you can sing, dance, and produce. You’re a great guy too, Seungyoun.”

Seungyoun looks up in realization.

That was it.

“So if I want to keep our friendship, I need to get her away from any type of relationship with any guy.”

“Huh?” Dongpyo widens his eyes.

“Relationships will only end in heartbreak, so I just have to stop her from seeing anyone, ever.”

“No. No. No.” Seungwoo repeated multiple times.

His problem was Lee Hangyul.

+1.) He knows too much about you.

“Hey, can you help me with my zipper?”

But he was going to carry that to his grave.

Sequel

#x1 scenarios #cho seungyoun #seungyoun imagines #hangyul #seungyoun scenarios #lee hangyul #hangyul scenarios #x1 #x1 fanfic #hangyul imagines

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x1musings · 5 years ago

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“do you need a hug?” + “it’s cold, take my jacket.”

☆pairing: hangyul x reader

☆request: #19 + #21 from 101 prompts by anon

☆genre: fluff + christmas

☆word count: 1.7k

☆a/n: disclaimer: i have never experienced snow so everything about snow in this one-shot is from things i’ve read and watched. i was meant to write this before christmas but i’ve been so busy and i’ve been experiencing writer’s block lately, hence why it’s so late. anyway, i hope you enjoy, and let me know your thoughts :)

christmas time had always been a beautiful time for hangyul. the sounds of children’s laughter filled the air, and if you listened very carefully, you could hear the soft christmas carols playing through the speakers. the walls were decorated with different shades of red, white, and green, with the tree in the corner being covered in tinsel, fairy lights and baubles of every colour in the rainbow. the children’s artworks were showcased on the windows, each showing the christmas wishes and memories the children held. there was a magic in the air that made the orphanage brighter at christmas, than it was at any other time of the year.

for as long as he could remember, it had always been a tradition for the lee family to spend christmas eve at the orphanage, and hangyul loved every second of it. but this year, it was even more special for him, because it was the first time he had brought his girlfriend along with him.

you watched as the children played happily with the leftover decorations, running around with tinsel in their hair and glitter on their faces, without a worry in the world. you could help the smile that graced your lips when you felt one of the children tug at your pants.

“can you help me?” the child asked, eyes wide in the cutest expression that made your heart swell at the sight.

you crouch down to their level, and asked, “what do you need help with?”

“this.” they raised their hand up, showing you the red ribbon they were holding.

“ahh, do you want me tie it in your hair?”

the child nodded, enthusiastically, giving you the ribbon. you tied the ribbon loosely around their head, adding a cute ribbon in the front. the child gave you a hug, yelling a thank you as they ran off to play with the other kids.

as you stood up, hangyul made his way over to you, with a big smile on his face.

“you’re really good with kids.” he stood next to you, wrapping his arm around your waist, as the two of you watched the children run around.

you raised your shoulder in a half shrug, “i guess. i mean, i am dating a child, so i guess i have experience,” you said, the teasing tone evident in your voice and smile.

hangyul raised an eyebrow at you. “oh, is that how it is?”

he pulled you closer to him, tickling your sides. you covered your mouth to muffle the squeal that threatened to leave your lips. you tried to escape his hands, but he was holding you too tightly for you to move.

“take it back.”

you giggled, unable to hold in your laughter as he continued to tickle you. “never!”

“then accept your punishment.”

“what are you two doing?” the voice sobered both of you up, making you jump apart. you turn to see the owner of the voice, your cheeks becoming warm when you see hangyul’s mother staring at you two with knowing smile.

“mum, she called me a child! and she won’t take it back,” hangyul whined, pointing his finger at you.

“well, is she wrong?” his mum retorts, making you laugh. you resist the urge to poke your tongue at him.

hangyul gasped dramatically. “wow i can’t believe my mum and my girlfriend are both ganging up on me.” this time you don’t resist the urge, and you poke your tongue at him, making him narrow his eyes at you.

his mum laughed, shaking her head at you two. “go eat before all the food finishes.”

as his mum walks away, he whispered in your ear, “you’re walking home.”

you gasped, and moved closer to him, giving him your best puppy dog eyes. “you would never let your beloved girlfriend walk home in the cold, cold snow, would you?”

he struggled to keep his poker face on. “i might change my mind, if you-”

you cut him off, leaving a chaste kiss on his pouty lips.

as you pull away, hangyul scoffed. “that was a pathetic attempt to change my mind.”

“did you forget there are children here? do you really want to corrupt these innocent children?”

he blinked, clearly just remembering where you two were. “nope, i don’t want them to ban me from coming here. but you owe me, when we get back home.”

“yeah, yeah,” you laughed, as you dragged him to the kitchen, “now let’s get food, before it runs out.”

as you ate, you took a chance to look around at all of the volunteers and their families. you couldn’t help the empty feeling that had settled in your stomach as you watched the families laugh and talk to each other. you loved hangyul’s family and you loved how they had embraced you with open arms, but all of it just made you miss your family more. it had been a few years since you had moved to south korea to study, and in those years, you barely had the time or money to fly back home to see your parents. every week, you made sure to video call your parents at least once, and you texted them daily, but if anything, it just made you miss them more. and it was even harder during the holiday period, when every where you looked, you saw families enjoying their time together.

not wanting to bring the atmosphere down, you sneaked off, and stood outside, watching the snow fall. no matter how many times you see snow, the beauty of it still left you in awe. the blanket of snow outside the patio was thick, and you had to bite back the urge to play in the snow. you smiled to yourself; you had just teased hangyul for being a child, but you weren’t that different from him.

“what are you doing out here?” hangyul asked, dragging you out of your thoughts.

you smiled and pointed to the snow. “i wanted to see the snow. it’s so beautiful.”

you watched in awe as the snowflakes melted on your outreached hand, not noticing that hangyul was staring at you with a lovestruck expression. it was then that he noticed the way you were rubbing your arm.

“it’s cold, take my jacket.” he pulled off his thick coat and draped it over your shoulders.

you started to reject it, feeling guilty that he was the one feeling cold just because you had forgotten to bring your jacket, but he heard none of it.

“i’m fine, y/n,” he said with a reassuring smile. “i’m wearing a thicker sweater than you, anyway.”

“are you sure?” you asked. you knew your boyfriend had the tendency to act tough, even when he was suffering.

“yeah.” unfortunately for him, the tiny shiver he gave didn’t go unnoticed.

you smiled to yourself, shaking your head. “do you need a hug?”

hangyul grinned widely, realising what you were doing. “always.”

he stood behind you, wrapping his arms around you tightly. he rested his head against yours, as the two of you watched the snow fall softly on the ground. you leaned back into him, enjoying the heavenly warmth radiating from him.

“hmm, i’m so warm now,” hangyul said, pulling you closer to him and planted a kiss on the side of your head.

you scoffed, nudging him with your shoulder as you said, “maybe next time you should just tell me that you’re cold, instead of acting like the tough guy.”

“only if you promise to hug me every time i’m cold.”

you look at him and smile brightly at him. “always.”

he planted a soft kiss on your lips, pulling away with a smile. he turned back to the snow, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

“you miss your family, don’t you?” he asked, genuine interest in his voice.

you weren’t shocked, hangyul always had the ability to read you like an open book, so you nodded slowly. “i always miss them. and being around your family, this time of the year, just makes me miss them more.”

he nodded, humming in sympathy. there was something in the way that he was acting that suddenly made you suspicious. it might have been the barely hidden smile or the glint in his eye, you couldn’t put your finger on it. but you knew he was hiding something.

“what are you hiding, lee hangyul?” you asked, not bothering to hide the suspicion in your tone.

he smiled, which did nothing to calm your suspicions, and reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out an envelope.

“i know it’s not christmas yet, but i couldn’t wait.” he gently pushed the envelope into your hands. “open it.”

“this better not be filled with glitter, again.”

hangyul laughed, remembering the last time he had pranked you with an envelope filled with glitter. “i swear on my life, there is no glitter in there.”

“ok.” you opened the envelope slowly. he might have said there was no glitter, but that didn’t mean he didn’t put something else in there.

hangyul scoffed, “how can you be this distrustful of your own boyfriend?”

you rolled your eyes at him. “maybe if you didn’t prank me all the time, i would trust you more.”

he put his right hand over his heart. “scout’s honour, i am not pranking you right now.”

“fine.” you reached into the envelope and pulled out the paper inside. you opened it up, your eyes widened as you read the paper. “is this-”

“it’s a plane ticket, well 2 plane tickets. we’re going to spend new year’s eve with your family.”

you could feel the tears prick your eyes, and you took in a shaky breath, unable to wrap your head around what he said. part of you wanted to reject it, knowing that this gift was too expensive, but you couldn’t find it in your heart to reject it, especially when he was looking at you with the most hopeful expression.

he laughed to break the silence. “wow, did i just render y/n speechless? i didn’t think that was possi-”

you wrapped your arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply, cutting him off. it took him less than a second to respond, wrapping his arms around your waist. he kissed you back with just as much passion, biting your bottom lip gently, as he deepened the kiss. you could feel the tears running down your cheeks, but you couldn’t care less.

you pulled away slowly, opening your eyes to look at him. “i love you so much. thank you.”

he wiped your tears away, with a warm smile. “i love you too.”

#x1 #x1net #x1 scenarios #x1 imagines #x1 au #x1 fluff #lee hangyul #101 prompts #mine: x1 #mine: fluff

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eunsangst · 5 years ago

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[ 18:49 ]

note: angst

he watched silently from across the room as you danced alongside your new boyfriend, seungwoo.

he missed your touch, the way you massaged his shoulders when he was tired, the way you pulled him down to kiss him, the way you laughed at his stupid jokes, the way you felt like just the right size when he spoons you from behind after a long day.

he missed you.

"stop staring or she'll see you and get pissed," yohan waves a hand over wooseok's face. "party's pretty boring, huh? without her little body to dance next to?"

"shut up, yohan," he says, grabbing the canned drink from his hand and taking a sip. "i don't care about them."

yohan lets out laugh. "tell her that."

"i will, then," wooseok says, puffing his chest.

"you're a pussy," yohan says. "i'm gonna find hangyul. you comin'?"

wooseok sighs and waves him off. yohan leaves, and once again, he stands alone in the crowded room as he looks at you kissing seungwoo right in the middle of the dance floor.

it has been 6 months since you two broke up. after being together for over a year, things just became too difficult to handle. you'll fight over the stupidest things, and your affection for each other seemed to die down. you couldn't kiss him anymore. you couldn't hug him with the same tightness anymore. and you couldn't even let him touch you anymore.

and then you found seungwoo, and told him how matured he was. and maybe... it was better to call it quits.

wooseok makes his way towards the restroom just to bump into you, almost making you fall to the ground.

"oh sorry!" he exclaims, and grabs your hand. when he looks up, he sees you and your beautiful face again.

your eyes squint as you try to register who this boy is right in front of you. and then, his face becomes clear and you instantly pull your hand back.

"what the hell, wooseok!?" you yell over the music. "what are you doing here!?"

"i—" he stops himself.

you try to tie your hair with the little elastic band from your wrist and fail when it snaps. "fuck!" you yell in frustration.

wooseok taps your shoulder and hands you a sturdier hair tie. you look at it for a moment before taking it from him.

"where'd you get this?" you ask as you tie your hair successfully this time.

"you left it in my bathroom," he quietly says. "after you left... i.. i wore it as a bracelet everyday."

"wooseok, what are you doing?"

at this point, wooseok's emotions fail him. he didn't know what to say, especially that you're right in front of him. his tears start to tun down his face as he slowly slips to the ground and grabs your waist to hug you.

"i—i'm sorry. i'm sorry you weren't happy with me," he cries.

you're taken aback by his actions. the last time you both talked, he was swearing at you and telling you all the nastiest things that... maybe you knew weren't true. you knew that he just said those things out of anger. but it still hurt you.

"i—i swear, i'm going to be better," he says, grabbing your hands as he stands back up. "i'll be extra patient. i'm going to wait for you." you look into his sad, red eyes and something inside you made you want to comfort him, and hug him... and take him home.

but then, you're reminded that you're with someone else now, and that if you can move on, he can too.

"wooseok," you say, wiping the tears from his cheek. "stop it. stop crying. you're going to be fine, okay? you'll find someone—"

"no, please," he says, pulling you into a hug. "we can make this work this time."

"no, wooseok," you say. "you know i'm with someone else now. and he really makes me happy. i've never felt this happy in a long time."

your words seemed like bullets. and hearing this actually come from you broke his heart even more. he knew he was losing. he knew you weren't coming back.

"i just want to say i'm so sorry for all the things i've said to you," he says.

"i know," you answer, stroking his cheek. "i'm sorry too, wooseok. but i still think it was the right decision."

there's a long pause, and you feel your phone buzz from your hind pocket. you finally let go of wooseok's hands.

"i have to go. seungwoo's looking for me."

and with that, he's left alone staring at the space where you were just standing. and the worst part is, you took the very last memento he had of you— your hairtie.

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heliomeraki · 5 years ago

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Drunken Confession

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Seungyoun x Reader (no gender specified)

Summary: You get drunk and confess to Seungyoun but he refuses to believe you until you’re sober.

I had a dream that I liked so much I decided to share it with the fandom in the form of an imagine. I don’t know if it’s good or if i’ll write more of these but I hope you guys will enjoy xx

It’s been three hours since your friend Jimin’s birthday party started, needless to say you were far from being sober. You were not being obnoxious or loud like clichés often portray drunk people to be. Alcohol simply gave you the boost of courage and confidence you lack in your daily life. Which is why you were now standing in front of Seungyoun, the man you’ve liked for so long. You were ready to confess while the “magical elixir” was in your body.

“I’m so in love with you Seungyoun, it doesn’t even make sense”, you said giggling. The expression on his face was difficult to read, almost blank but the gleam in his eyes was enough to give you even more confidence than you already had. You gently cupped his face with your hands to kiss him but your surprise was great when he grabbed your wrists and took a step back. You tilted your head to the side as a demand for him to explain himself.

“You don’t know what you’re saying, you’re drunk”, he said with a small voice. You looked at him with disbelief in your eyes and started laughing. You tried to quickly collect yourself because the alcohol in your system made you very dizzy.

“Sweetie, I’m also in love with you when I’m sober” He suddenly looked at you with a lot of hope in his eyes but quickly shook his head.

“I’ll kiss you if you confess to me when you’re sober”, he said before joining Hansol near the pool. This left you thinking hard and heavy. You were not sure you’d remember what happened tonight and even if you did, there was no way you’d get the courage to confess.

The next morning, you woke up next to Jimin, pretty hungover. You managed to get out of bed and walked straight to the kitchen. Somehow, you were the first one awake in the whole house. You made your way past the mess on the floor, towards the fridge and poured yourself a glass of water.

“Good morning” You got startled by the voice coming from behind you and dropped half the content of your glass on the floor.

“You can’t possibly still be drunk” said Seungyoun while chuckling. He grabbed some paper towels and wiped it on the floor before you could even move. “I’m not drunk anymore, just hangover” He looked at you with a soft smirk. “Yeah, you did drink quite a lot last night”

He pulled a chair for you, inviting you to sit before opening a cupboard, pulling a cooking pot from it. “I’ll make a hangover soup for you, it won’t take too long” You looked at him with absolute heart eyes because he always took such good care of you. You thanked him and watched him as he was working his magic. “Do you even remember anything about last night ?” That was a very good question. Did you ? You tried to think but the only thing you remembered was helping with the decorations and welcoming the guests with Jimin, Jinwoo and his girlfriend. “I don’t, actually... Why ? I didn’t do anything embarrassing, did I ?” You were suddenly worried about what could’ve happened. You never had to think back about your drunken nights because you never do anything regretful or out of place but Seungyoun asking that question put your senses in alert. You glanced at him and your worry became mixed with curiosity when you saw his disappointed face. That’s when it all came back. Your confession. You remembered your every word and suddenly wanted to leave the kitchen and go hide under the blankets of Jimin’s bed. You couldn’t even look at him. You almost swore to yourself you’d never drink alcohol ever again when Seungyoun’s words came back in mind. “I’ll kiss you if you confess to me when you’re sober” A lightbulb flashed above your head. He liked you back... right ? You couldn’t think of a single other reason he would say that to you. He snapped you out of your thoughts when he put a bowl of steaming soup in front of you. “Drink up”, he said, sitting in front of you. You grabbed the bowl and started blowing on it to cool it down. You started thinking deep again. You felt a brand new rush of confidence. Maybe the little amount of alcohol that was still left in your system gave you a kick in the ass but you decided that you needed to say it.

Seungyoun ?” He looked at you with hope in his eyes. That’s what you thought, he was waiting for your to confess again. You took advantage of this newfound rush of confidence to grab his hand before looking at him in the eyes. “Could you pour me a glass of water ?” He was taken aback, you could tell. You decided to play a little with him. You were in position of power for once, you couldn’t let that go.

During the whole day, the two of you, along with a few members of X1 and a couple of Jimin’s friends stayed to clean up the place. You played with Seungyoun a few times throughout the day. Even when Hangyul briefly mentioned your confession, you managed to completely dodge it.

When the house was clean and everybody started leaving, you decided that you’d had enough of the teasing. Seungwoo, Hangyul and Seungyoun being the last ones in the house, they were saying goodbye to you and Jimin. Your girl friend accompanied the boys to the leader’s car but you decided to have a talk with your crush right then. You called out his name but he barely even looked at you.

“I have to go, the boys are waiting for me” He looked upset and started walking towards the car. Maybe you took all this teasing a little too far. You instantly felt very guilty and quickly grabbed his wrist. “Seungyoun... please”, you begged. He stopped and turned around, looking into your eyes, waiting for you to speak. You had trouble letting your feelings out so you stayed mute for a little while. That confidence you had when you woke up was nowhere to be found anymore. You had to force yourself to hold his gaze. I’ll kiss you if you confess to me when you’re sober. His words resonated in your head to give you motivation.

“I love you” Finally, you said it. And it felt very good. “I’m so in love with you Seungyoun, it doesn’t even make sense” You thought confessing the exact same way you did the night before would put him at ease... and it did. His gaze on you softened and he gave you a warm smile. “You were playing with me all day, weren’t you ?” You nodded, an apologetic smile creeping up on your lips. “I genuinely thought you didn’t remember anything about last night”, relief in his voice. Feeling a little bit of shame, you looked down at your feet.

“It’s actually the only thing I remember” You felt a bit more relaxed now that you had confessed but this time you were wondering if he remembered his promise. And just at this moment, he took one step closer, lifting your chin to look you in the eyes. You had just the time to see the cheeky and confident look in his eyes before his lips softly lended on yours. At last, the kiss you’ve dreamt about. Just as you put your arms around his neck to deepen the kiss, you heard the honk of a car, startling the both of you. You had completely forgotten about your friends.

“HOLY SHIT IT WAS ABOUT TIME”, Jimin yelled, making everyone laugh. Seungyoun chuckled before putting his gaze back on you. “I love you too, Y/N”

#sorry if this is bad djdhjd #x1 #x1 imagines #x1 fluff #x1 one shot #cho seungyoun #seungyoun imagine #produce x 101 imagine #pdx101 #produce x 101

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hwayoungscorpioshin · 5 years ago

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Faceless | final

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Summary: Junho is hiding something and only you can uncover it.

Also known as Junho’s everyday life as a robot…or is he really?

“Good evening, gentlemen. This is your Captain, Lee Hangyul, speaking. Welcome onboard Flight X1 bound to YN.”

Few minutes ago, Junho has been dragged out of his dorm room and shoved into a black van parked outside the building where the others were already waiting inside.

Now, he’s seated between Hyeongjun and Seungwoo as Hangyul continues to recite his ridiculous pseudo-airplane captain announcement.

“Please turn off all personal electronic devices, including laptops and cell phones and fasten your seatbelt. Thank you for choosing Quantum Airlines. Enjoy your flight.”

Seungwoo slides the door closed and runs his hand across his face exhaustedly. “Just drive, Gyul.”

“What are you doing?” Junho asks when the van easily passes the South Gate, the guard of which probably has already been bribed by the other boys in advance.

Dongpyo, who’s seated at the very back with Minhee and Eunsang, makes an annoyed sound. “What does it look like we’re doing?”

“Kidnapping me?” Junho quips.

“No.” It‘s Wooseok, sitting behind their row, who answers. “We’re helping you.”

Junho feels trapped and cornered. So, he ponders, if his friends think they’re helping him with anything, they’re dead wrong, because it doesn’t feel like it at all.

The car jolts a little and Junho’s stomach makes an uncomfortable churn. “Where are we going, anyway?”

“Didn’t you listen to Hangyul earlier? We’re going to see YN at the airport,” Hyeongjun tells him.

Junho’s chest constricts at the mention of her name. She’s been sending him messages after that night at the bus stop but he hasn’t responded to any of them. That’s three days ago. This morning, just as he wakes up, she sends him another text, one that Junho is prepared to ignore again until he reads it.

She’s leaving.

He remembers himself thinking that he’s never going to see her again and that he’s fine with that. He needs to be fine with that, because if he can’t, he doesn’t know how much pain he can still handle.

“Hey, guys,” Eunsang yells from the far back, breaking Junho’s reverie.

When nobody answers, he continues, holding up his phone to his face. “Dohyon says they’re already at the airport but since his sister wants donuts, they’re going to buy some first before she goes into immigration.”

Seungyoun, who’s been silent all drive long, sits up in panic. “How long till we get there, Gyul?”

“I’m not sure but we’re really really near the airport now,” Hangyul replies.

And as if for emphasis, they hear the sound of a plane taking off. Underneath the noise, Hangyul’s phone rings. He tosses it over to Yohan who immediately answers without even looking at the caller ID.

Dohyon’s deep voice speaks in a whisper when the call connects. “Yo, Lee Hangyul, where ya at? My sister already has her donuts. You said you’d be here!”

Yohan brings the phone closer so Hangyul can speak over the phone. “We’ll be there in time! Just distract her a little. Like maybe cry or something.”

“Cry?” Dohyon whispers harshly. “You want me...to cry?”

Junho watches the cars outside. They’re almost at the drop off area now. But with the speed that they’re going, he’s not sure whether to believe they’ll be able to make it on time or not. He hears Dohyon on the phone tell Hangyul to hurry the fuck up or else they’ll miss her completely and Junho decides that he doesn’t believe they’ll make it. So, before Dohyon hangs up, he grabs the phone himself.

“Dohyon, where exactly are you?”

“Who the f—Lee Hangyul, is this the dumb boy who—“

Junho cuts him off instantly. “Please, just answer me. Where exactly are you?”

He hears Dohyon sigh on the other side and for a second Junho thinks he would not answer but then he suddenly gives him the instructions before ending the call with a ‘good luck’.

Junho doesn’t bother explaining. They probably have understood him anyway since Hangyul does a full stop and Seungwoo, who is sitting next to the door, quickly opens it.

“Thanks,” Junho breathes and then he leaps off the van.

His feet don’t land on the pavement as gracefully as he has imagined but he doesn’t care. Yohan yells at him to be careful and he sends him a thumbs up before immediately dashing away.

Dohyon’s mom gives the girl a tight hug before pulling away and brushing the hair from her face. She lovingly pats down the girl’s hair with a tight smile, like any moment now, she will suddenly burst to tears.

The girl doesn’t understand this woman’s affection towards her. After all, she’s not even her real mom. Still, she listens to what her father’s wife tells her and nods when she’s asked.

“I can’t believe you’re leaving us again. You haven’t even been here for a year, YN,” the woman says, almost teary-eyed.

She smiles at the lady and pats her on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, Auntie. I’ll be back before you know it.”

Dohyon moves closer to her when his mom finally lets go and he gives her a long hug, longer than she expects and for a while, she thinks he’s probably stalling her, which he most likely is, but she lets him, anyway. She doesn’t plan on waiting for too long, though, because the moment Dohyon lets her go, she grabs her bags and turns straight to the departure gates.

She sees the panic in Dohyon’s eyes when she walks away and she hesitates a little. Because she knows, even when she’s promised Dohyon’s mom that she will be back before she knows it, she will also take her time away healing and possibly forgetting all the pain that she’s leaving behind. This could be the last time she’ll see them in a long while.

“Noona,” Dohyon calls, but he says it so softly, like a plea.

The girl looks at her watch. She doesn’t need to be in the immigration for at least an hour and a half. She’s got time but somehow, she doesn’t want to stay. There’s a nervousness that surrounds her when Dohyon reaches for her hand and she gives in.

“Stay a little longer, please, noona,” her little-not-so-little brother says.

She smiles. Her brother has never been this affectionate towards her their entire lives. She knows what’s up. Yet, she stays a little bit more, if only to accede to his request.

—

Junho is dripping in sweat. He has already asked a couple of people to point him to the departure area and still, he cannot get the instructions right. Ha has been running for almost fifteen minutes now and he does not know how long he can last until he loses the strength and will to look for the girl.

The last person he has asked for directions is a security guard who has given very straightforward instructions how to get there. He takes a moment to catch his breath and read the overhead signs. Nothing says ‘Departure Area’ like the guard has told him. Feeling defeated, he almost cries as he slumps down the pavement.

It’s over.

He will never be able to see her again.

He will never be able to talk to her again.

He will never be able to hear her sing again.

He will never be able to tell her he loves her.

At the last thought, he almost breaks down. What they say is true after all, Junho realizes. People will never realize how important someone is until they are gone.

“Hey, are you okay?”

Junho sniffles and waves off the stranger who is kind enough to ask. “I’m fine. Thank you.”

“Are you sure, Junho? You don’t look fine to me.”

He whips around so fast, he almost blacks out. And there she stands, in thick black hoodie and jeans, giving him a small smile as he takes in her features. Besides the tiny smile on her lips, the rest of her expression is unreadable. Junho thinks he is hallucinating the girl and the world is playing tricks on him for all the terrible things he has put her through.

He probably deserves this, too, he surmises.

So, instead of actually speaking, he stares at his hallucination of her as he stands up. She looks too real to be actually there. Soft, wispy hair and red lipstick. Junho smirks a little since this hallucination of her is just as good as the real deal.

“Hey, are you sure you’re okay?”

And just like that, the spell is broken. Junho realizes the girl is actually in front of him. She’s not a hallucination after all.

"YN..."

“What are you doing here, Junho?”

He scrambles for something to say. His legs are so tired they’re almost giving in again, but he feels like he needs to get it all out. Otherwise, it will consume him or the both of them. He does not know which is worse, not being able to tell her he loves her, or being able to but get rejected. Right now, though, he no longer cares.

He wants her to know.

“Junho,” she starts, “I need to go in a few minutes.”

“I know, I know,” he says, wiping his hand over his face. “I just need you to hear this, YN. Please, just this one time.”

Her eyebrows shoot up a little but she does not say a thing. Junho does not waste time, too. His desperation has overcome him and he is afraid if he does not say it now, he is not going to be able to say it ever.

“That night when I went to your room to apologize about the song, you asked me why can’t I be just me. To be honest, I’m still unsure how to answer that even now. But, YN, if there’s anything that I’m sure of at this moment, that is every time that I was with you, I was real.”

Junho meets the girl’s eyes and goes over to her. In the background, an announcer calls for the passengers of a certain flight. Feeling the urgency, he reaches out for her hand and holds it in both of his own. Her placid expression wavers a little, but she still does not speak.

“I can atone for all the things I’ve put you through and it would still not be enough. I just wanted to tell you I’m so sorry...for everything.”

The girl takes a sharp breath and squeezes his hand back. “I already forgave you, Junho. Stop beating yourself up.”

He tears up a little at her words. He thinks he does not deserve this girl. For all he knows, she probably does not even feel the same thing for him anymore. At least, not after the past few weeks. A small part of Junho tells himself not to tell her anymore. After all, she is going away soon and she does not need to bring with her anything that will trouble her more.

Still, the bigger, more insistent part of him tells him that it is now or never. If he does not say it now, he will never get the chance to say it at all.

So, Junho resolves, as he steps closer to her, to finish what he has come to do and if all hell breaks lose after that, then so be it.

“YN, there’s something else I need to tell you,” he starts, “I’m sorry I took so long to realize this but I want to let you know that I love you.”

The girl breaks into a smile. Then, everything starts to happen all at once. His friends are suddenly yelling and running towards him in a festive mood. Dohyon, who is standing somewhere nearby, yells ‘finally’. And the people surrounding them erupts to an applause.

“We thought your dumbass would never be able to do it,” Eunsang tells him as he ruffles Junho’s hair.

Hangyul and Yohan crashes him into a hug before shaking him crazily and passing him off to the other guys. Wooseok gives him a pat on the back while Dongpyo, Hyeongjun and Minhee all congratulate him in various degrees of teasing. At the back, Seungwoo and Seungyoun are standing behind all the chaos and Junho tips his head to the both of them which Seungyoun returns with a small salute. Seungwoo meets his gaze and nods back.

Junho looks back at the girl. She’s smiling and laughing at them. He untangles himself from his friends and makes his way back to her.

“Sorry about that,” he tells her.

The girl wipes something under her eye and flashes his friends another smile. “It’s okay. I kinda knew they’d do that. They’re so funny.”

“Hey,” Junho calls her attention. “I hope you know I’m serious about you.”

She turns to him and gives him a knowing look. “I know. I just needed you to say it.”

Then, she pulls him to her and whispers in his ear, “I still like you, if you’re wondering, but you need to win me over again if you want to be together.”

Junho can only stare at the girl as she pulls away and winks at him. She smiles over his friends again and bids them her goodbye. When she turns to him last, she places a hand on his face.

“I’ve got to go. Don’t forget to call me,” she says and pinches his cheek before turning around and walking over to her family who has been waiting the entire time.

He is suddenly dumbstruck and the fact that she is acting so coyly now confuses him a lot more. Still, one thing he definitely knows right now is that the girl still feels the same way.

And it is only a matter of time before he wins her over.

A/N: I was so excited to post this. So, here it is 😊🎉 I hope you guys enjoyed Faceless as much as I did. See you all in the next series 💓

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chocafe · 5 years ago

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— dohyon as your best friend

pairing: bestfriend!dohyon x reader a/n: i’m sorry for any mistakes you may find in this post and i’m also very sorry for not being capable of writing a dohyon as your bf post ;___;

having dohyon as your best friend is such a blessing

or . . .

that’s what many people think

in reality, you frequently view dohyon as a little devil

as he purposely screams into your ear

at the most unexpected moments

just to annoy the living hell out of you

“what the hell, dohyon?” you furrow your eyebrows as you soothingly rub your ear. “why did you scream in my ear?”

“i don’t know.” dohyon nonchalantly walks away, acting as if nothing had just happened. “i just felt like it.”

in return

you scare him

him screaming in ur ear and u scaring him is an ongoing prank the two of you do and have never let go of yet

similar to dohyon’s prank, you usually scare him at the most random moments and you don’t care about where you guys are located at either

if anything, you love scaring him in public

and you also enjoy scaring him in the library

just so you can get him in trouble by the librarian hehe

“boo!” you jump out of the walkway, placing your hand on top of dohyon’s shoulder, so you can give him a little shake

“aAaAaaAAAAAAAAHHHHhhHhH” he screams on the top of his lungs as he falls onto the ground. “oh my god, i can already feel my heart beating!”

by the time dohyon stands up from the ground

the librarian is standing right in front of him

“mister, i need you to leave. you’re disturbing the peace.” the librarian requests as they begin to walk dohyon out of the building (and you’re just laughing at him from behind as he gets kicked out even though you’re the one who caused it all)

says he’s going to sleep on twitter, but ends up texting you right after he clicks send tweet

[txt] dohyon: r u awake….?

[txt] you: i thought you said you were going to sleep? that’s what your tweet said

[txt] dohyon: i said goodnight to twitter i didn’t say goodnight to you 🙄

[txt] dohyon: so are u trying to talk on the phone or what

[txt] you: yEs let me grab my earphones real quick

here’s something i can imagine you two doing

LISTEN

laying down on the living room floor

binge watching a bunch of musical films (such as la la land, hairspray, the greatest showman, ect.)

while eating and sharing your guys favorite snacks °ʚ(*´꒳`*)ɞ°

you’re always the first one to listen to his self-produced songs

and he even forces you to promote his songs on your social media accounts too

your instagram bio and twitter bio are just a link that redirects everyone to dohyon’s youtube channel and his secret soundcloud account

buys your coffee without even asking you in the first pace

and he even remembers your order by heart too

draws on your face when you fall asleep

and let me tell you

he does not hesitate to upload your ugly photos onto his snapchat story

you used to attack dohyon for uploading your horrible photos

but now you’re so used to it that it doesn’t even phase you

minhee: did you see the photo that dohyon posted of you?

you: am i ugly in it?

minhee: ……. maybe ……

you: then i don’t even want to see it

if dohyon isn’t by your side

then he’s probably with hangyul and seungyoun

and when he’s not with these two boys

then they’re constantly ringing your cellphone as they ask “y/n, dohyon hasn’t been home for the past hour and we were wondering if he was with you?”

“nope, i’m not with dohyon. let alone, i’m not even in town right now.”

right after you say that

dohyon comes walking through the front door all like “sorry guys i walked past by a cat cafe and i couldn’t help but to go inside and pet some cats”

and the three of you are yelling in response (especially you through the phone) “yoU WENT WITHOUT ME???!!!!??”

such a smart little big boy

he’s always there to help you with your homework

and when you need extra help

he’s there to tutor you when he has free time

he doesn’t mind doing all of these things for you

because that’s what best friends are for!

and dohyon is glad that out of everyone on this planet

you’re his best friend ♡

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sunghoonied · 4 years ago

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Drunken love - Kim Yohan

this scenario was inspired by @seungyounloveclub ‘s drunk!classmate!yohan blurb

warnings : a few drunk people

Your reading gets interrupted by your roommate’s voice, as she needed your help to choose an outfit for the upcoming party. You stood up, letting out an annoyed groan, before walking towards her room.

“Come on Y/n, you should go!” she tried once more to drag you to the party, but you still refused. You shook your head.

“I need to study.”

She eyed you suspiciously, knowing full well you didn’t have any homework to do this week.

“We don’t have anything to do for next week, and I won’t wear these jeans, you know they don’t look good on me.”

“Then why did you buy them?” you laughed sarcastically.

“I don’t know, maybe I liked them back then.” she shrugged. You rolled your eyes before tossing her a navy blue skirt.

She caught it and smiled, “This is the one. I still need a t-shirt though.” she said while applying some makeup. You rummaged through her closet, looking for the perfect shirt.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go?” you felt two hands on your shoulders. You didn’t even bother to turn around and just shook your head once again.

“You’re so stubborn.” she said before rolling her eyes.

“Maybe I’ll go to the next party, who knows.” you sighed.

Staying alone wasn’t very fun, but you wanted to avoid certain people that you knew were going to this party. A small smile came to your face when you finally found the t-shirt you wanted her to wear. You put it in her hands before walking out her room, wishing her a good night. As you had your back turned to her, you couldn’t notice the sad look she sent your way.

You went back to your room and sat on your bed, taking your book to continue your reading. You heard your roommate close the door and sighed, you were going to spend yet another night alone. Slowly, you let your back fall onto your mattress, eyes fixed on the ceiling, thoughts racing through your mind. “You shouldn’t let him affect your social life, Y/n.” you muttered to yourself. This was all it took to make you think about Kim Yohan again. You had developed a huge crush on your classmate after getting paired up with him for a History project. He was a very kind boy, always offering his help. He was a very serious student too, therefore it was very easy to work with him. He also had very good grades, and professors often asked him to tutor other students, no matter the subject. On top of that, you found him really handsome, and that didn’t really help you moving on.

“I need to get him out of my mind.” letting a frustrated sigh escape your lips, “he has a girlfriend, for fuck’s sake!” This was going to be another sleepless night for you, too busy thinking about this boy who made your heart race.

The next morning, you woke up to your roommate curled up against your side. She often did that when she was drunk, so you guessed she had got pretty wasted at the party. You stroked her hair before escaping her grip and going to the kitchen to cook breakfast.

Just as you were going to sit at the kitchen table with your plate of pancakes, you heard very slow footsteps coming from behind you. You turned around and smiled at the sight of your friend sluggishly making her way towards you. You froze when you heard her speak, though.

“You should’ve come. Yohan was there.”

Even though her words were slurred, you still managed to understand what she said, so you gave her a warning glare. You were not in the mood to talk about Yohan, not after spending most of your night awake, thinking of him. She ignored your glare though, and went on.

“I know you don’t like talking about him, but you need to know that he broke up with Mila.” she stated, not even looking at you. She grabbed a pancake, put some sugar on it and started munching on it before asking if you had any painkiller for her headache.

It took you a few seconds to snap out of your daze and actually look for some medicine. You went to the bathroom and came back with a tablet. You put it in her hand before taking a glass, pouring some water in it and handing it to her. She took it happily and gulped it down before continuing her speech.

“So you should try making a move, or someone else will steal him from you.”

You rolled your eyes at the last bit of her sentence.

“He’s not mine, so nobody will ‘steal’ him from me for sure.”

“Whatever, you should still talk to him. I’m sure you two would make a great couple.”

Her words made you blush slightly, which she noticed and teased you about it for a long time.

A while later, the thought of Yohan’s breakup popped in your mind again. You were watching TV with your friend and turned your body to face her, making her look up at you. “How did you know they broke up?” She faked innocence by looking at you with seemingly confused eyes. “Yohan and Mila. How did you find out about their breakup?” “Oh,” she smirked, “I’m friends with Hangyul, Yohan’s best friend.” Your eyes went wide, “You never talked to me about him though? Who’s this guy?” you asked, wiggling your eyebrows at your roommate. “Maybe, just maybe, we are… friends with benefits.” she chuckled before putting her hands on her mouth. You laughed with her and congratulated her.

“Y/n! Hangyul just told me there’s a party coming up next week!” your roommate yelled from the bathroom, where she was washing her face and doing her makeup. A few weeks had passed, but most importantly : finals had ended. You were free to go to this party, to relax and unwind from the stress that finals had caused you.

“I’ll probably go.” you said, walking towards the bathroom. Your roommate stormed out, rushing to you, and took your face between her hands. “What are you doing?” you mumbled, your cheeks being squished by your friend. “Are you serious?” “I am.” you smiled. She returned your smile and went back to the bathroom to finish what she was doing.

The night of the party came sooner than you had expected, but you couldn’t wait to finally have some fun.

“Y/n, I can’t believe you’re coming. I’m so happy, you know.” your roommate stated, making you smile softly at her kind words.

“Didn’t know it would make you that happy, but your happiness is my happiness! Let’s not drink too much, though. I don’t want to deal with the headache tomorrow.” you answered, and she giggled.

When you arrived at the party, there were already many people packed in the living room, dancing lazily to the loud music. You decided to go to the kitchen to get a drink. You would only get one, in order not to get too wasted.

You returned to the living room with your roommate and some other friends, chatting, dancing, and joking around. Overall, you were having a good time. It had been so long since you had so much fun at a party. And it had been a long time since your mind was free of any thought about Yohan.

Around 2 AM, you started to feel physically tired, but your mind was still wide awake. That’s why you accepted your friends’ request to go upstairs to play a game of “spin the bottle”.

Of course, your roommate was with you, and of course she smirked when she saw Hangyul and Yohan sitting across the circle of people. The latter seemed to be pretty drunk, since he didn’t even notice your presence in the room, and continued giggling at someone’s lame jokes.

A few minutes passed before it was your roommate’s turn to spin the bottle, which landed on Yohan. She glanced at Hangyul before she smirked and asked the question she’d had in mind for a few weeks now.

“Why exactly did you break up with Mila?”

Everyone in the room went silent and turned to Yohan, impatient to get an answer.

“Why, I broke up with her because I fell in love with Y/n, of course!” he managed to articulate.

All the eyes found your confused figure, waiting for your next move.

“He… He’s drunk, he probably doesn’t mean it…” you said, your voice getting lower with each word you pronounced.

The boy felt his face heat up when he realised that you were actually there. He had just involuntarily confessed to you, drunk, in front of other people, and without even having noticed that you were also playing this game. He hid his face behind his hands, wanting nothing but to disappear in this moment.

The game awkwardly went on for about an hour before everyone started to get tired and went home.

You stayed awake all night, thinking about Yohan’s words. You couldn’t figure out whether he really meant what he said or not, and that confused you.

The following day, you were eating dinner with your roommate when she brought up Yohan’s confession.

“Y/n, can you tell me why exactly you didn’t confess back? It was the perfect opportunity and you missed it! What was on your mind?” she scolded you.

“He was drunk!” you retorted before taking a sip of water.

“And what about it? He was drunk but not unaware of the situation.”

You sighed and looked away, thinking about what to tell her next, while she stared at you with a serious look. Just as you were about to give her a piece of your mind, you received a text from Yohan.

‘Can we meet soon? I need to talk to you, please.’

“He wants to see me. He said that we need to talk.” you stated, glancing at your roommate.

“What are you waiting for? Say yes!”

“What if he tells me he didn’t mean anything that he said last night?”

“He meant it. Say yes.”

You let out a breath before typing your answer.

‘When and where do you want to meet?’

A few minutes later, you were inside the cafe near your dorm, waiting for Yohan while sipping on your green tea. Your heart started beating faster when you saw him enter the building. He greeted the employees politely before ordering a cup of tea, and looked around the room to check if you were already there. He gave himself an internal motivational speech before walking towards you.

“Hi.” he said with the softest voice possible, as if he were scared of disturbing you.

“Hi.” you waved at him while a small smile crept up to your lips.

Yohan blushed. He had always thought that you were the cutest human being that ever existed, and he wanted nothing more than to take you in his arms and kiss your forehead, your nose, your cheeks. His eyes followed his train of thoughts and scanned every inch of your face before falling to your lips.

You blushed under his intense but loving gaze, and coughed to break the awkward silence.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” you asked, making him jump slightly.

His eyes locked with yours, making both of your cheeks even redder than before.

“I,” he started, not sure if he was doing the right thing, “I wanted to apologise for last night. I’m really sorry for making you uncomfortable. Though you need to know that even if I was drunk, I meant it,” he looked away for a few seconds before adding, “I’ve had feelings for you for a few months now. I tried to move on, because I thought you would never like me back, that’s why I stayed with Mila. I wanted to get rid of these feelings, but they never disappeared. So I figured it would be better to break up with her, so that I would not hurt her anymore.”

Silence fell upon you two again, making Yohan even more anxious about the situation.

“I’m so sorry for wasting your time, but I wanted to be honest with you. I’ll go first.”

He stood up, ready to leave the cafe, but you wrapped your hand around his wrist, holding him back. You looked at him in the eyes, blushing, and tears threatening to appear in your eyes. He sat back and waited for you to talk, his foot bouncing under the table out of anxiety.

You took a few more seconds before smiling.

“So, where are we going to spend our first date?”

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