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boyfriend! jihoon


aegyo machine
pouts a lot
specialty: naturally cute
blinks his eyes a lot in front of you to get your attention
he knows you find him cute when he does that
it runs in his blood
acts all cutesy but gets shy right away then covers his face
acts manly in front of his friends but gets all cuddly when heâs with you
posts pictures of you on instagram with cheesy captions
says pick-up lines to make your heart flutter but he ends up the one being flustered and shy
gets flustered easily
usually not the type to initiate skinships but when you do it first, heâll ride along
takes you out on animal cafe dates with max
loves watching kdramas
secretly plans a dinner date to surprise you but spoils it bcs heâs too excited
eating together is your typical quality time
nom nom nom
finishes your food when youâre already full
tries to impress you with his skills
âhey, you look so cuteâ
shy shy shy
more of a jeojang jihoon than dorm jihoon
sends cute video messages when heâs away
randomly shows you a new dance he practiced
âseriously? broccoli?â
pet grooming baby max can also be considered quality time
âmax~ your mom is with meeeâ
loves showing off to you but blushes when you give him compliments
he loves warm hugs uwu
spoils you with your favorite things
adventurous and happy-go-lucky
no boring days with him bcs he loves trying out new things with you
enjoys extreme rides & activities and asks you to come with him
laughs at you when you get scared bcs of it but holds your hand and reassures youâre safe with him
cuddles
he loves it most when you feed him
stares at you and looks away when you catch him off guard
loves it when you play with his small hands uwu
you canât resist his puppy eyes charm
acts exaggerately shocked when you tell him how did your day go
has clingy days which happens very often
gets shy when someone asks about you
you do skincare routines together
loves buying pink stuffs for you and himself
mommyâs little boy
has mesmerizing eyes, it looks like his eyes holds an entire galaxy in them
âwill you still love me even if i get fat?â
gets jealous but doesnât say anything
but he gives you silent treatment after
âyouâre mineâ glares then pouts
fights rarely happen
very polite especially to your parents
teases you a lot
teaches you basic beatbox
âpls donât be mad :<â
âi was just watching v sunbaenimâs fancamsâ
winks A LOT
you sometimes just get speechless bcs of his angelic visuals
in conclusion, park jihoon is an ultimate softie!
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Ă la nuit
They smell floral. Heady. Familiar. Itâs jammy sweetness, and rich as wine.
Heâs a freshly laundered linen, clean bedsheets, and cotton woods type of guy. His mother always called him a shower on a summerâs night.
Not this. Whatever this was. It rubbed him in all the wrong ways. Grated at his nerves, and messed with his senses terribly. But he couldnât get enough. Canât get enough.Â
He knows the scent. But from where?
{ supernatural au } kdn | bjy | pwj | osw | hmh | hsw
a/n: vampire ong for my soulmate/supernatural verse. can be read as standalone; but skimming danielâs for context is recommended. dubious consent-ish. mildy mature (itâs all⊠implied).
More than hunger, what he feels is almost akin to need⊠and hunger. Thereâs not really an accurate way to describe it. Apart from the fact that there was a yearning separating it from being a physical desire.
He thinks itâs his soulâs own way of desperately missing a part of him. The burning inside is painfully reminiscent of sunlight exposure. Sending signal for him to find them while his body moves on its own. Dazed. And his mind is dulled by the toll of daylight.Â
Whoever heâs searching for... they feel like a lullaby even when heâs sleeping.
Itâs opulent and rich in an entirely opposite way to the plush leather and carpets that he trudges through with closed lids. Carnal in the barest sense of the word.
Perhaps in the day it would be play out differently. Yet, in his drunken state there is nothing standing in his way to blindly follow.
Close enough to make out her form - she smells creamier in person, less pungent and charring. Instead of permeating through the still night air, she envelops the whole area. He registers it as a floral note - something his mother would plant in the gardens, night blooming and vining along walls, entwining and protecting the grounds.
Seeing her wrapped tightly, unmoving, heâd probably be angry in the morning if he remembers this⊠To think that while heâs suffering night after night, sheâs resting calmly without worry.
Each stride he takes, his hand lifts a bit more. Reaching for her. Seongwu kneels at the side of the low bed as he takes in the feel of being surrounded by the addictive thickness in the air â pressure pushing against his chest with each breath.Â
Murmuring intangible words on soft fragrant skin, muskier and saltier than the blood running warm underneath, he rolls a strand of hair along the pads of his fingers. He let it wrap around his hand, enjoying the feel of dark strands gliding from his hold.Â
Itâd be so easy.Â
He moved closer. There was no flinching at his touch as she chose to inch closer with closed eyes and wet lashes. No movement to wake, as he nuzzles at the crook of her neck, the pulse beating in steady staccato.
Itâs only when she reaches for him, hands in wanton search for that cool touch under the thick covers, clutching at the hand that left too fleetingly - that he blinks. Eyes wide open as they drink in alien surroundings, taking in the foreign touch and flinching away in a flurry of lost embarrassment.Â
âWhat am I doing?â
Shutting the translated book, Seongwu stretched his arms up in attempt to lessen the ache beginning to develop at the back of his shoulders. His sleeping patterns these days seemed to have a mind of its own, so heâd turned to reading to try and take his mind off things.
One book led to another, and before long, heâd ploughed through all the vampire fiction available in the school library, a part of the non-magical studies corner.
It had been amusing at first when Daniel suggested the idea - âdonât you want to know what the humans think of you?â- and being a lover of books and poetry, a no brainer as a way to take his mind off things.Â
But soon, he found himself falling deep into the rabbit hole and wondering when vampire fiction had begun to stray further and further from the truth.
Dracula started the craze; and it was admittedly truthful â at least, it was at the time it was written â though a little too dark for his taste personally, and heâd side-eyed Minhyun for having it readily available in their room.
Interview with a Vampire was of his parentâs generation. Romantic at heart, and so unapologetically gothic. Yet, it wasnât until the recent years that he learned to appreciate this gem.
Because, contrary to popular belief, vampires did age (at least⊠up until a certain point, at which, growth was drastically abated); and being a child of the 90s, he grew up at the cusp of Buffy the Vampire Slayer ending, with a new trump on the scene.
Twilight. That was the commercial poster success of vampire fiction for kids his age.
Sparkly creatures. As if a fairy had cut off its wings and been fed the same bloody diet. He wondered how Yoonmi-ssaem would feel about letting him babysit her first-born. A sanguivorous diet may not be all that bad⊠Kids needed a lot of protein.
While much of what was known about them was subject to the seasoning of human authors, Seongwu couldnât understand how little was accurate when the humans had been so alarmingly accurate in the olden days.
Was it due to the rise of more magical species of similar abilities misleading them? The lack of clear governance between the realms? Or precisely because there was so much on them â both fact and fiction â that the truth had become lost somewhere in the middle?
The boy was just grateful that the successful franchises always left one thing untouched â his race was consistently gorgeous.Â
Sinfully good-looking night dwellers. Of course, it was a marketing technique to make money. Heâs seen his share of ugly uncles. But it doesnât mean that the humans needed to know.
Tilting his head to the side in attempt to relieve the strain from another sleepless night, he let his gaze fall to the side, dark lashes catching the last remnants of sunlight reflected off the window.Â
He knew his instincts would never lie to him. Not when the sun was drowning at dusk.Â
Seongwu sighed.
âJust come out.â Eyes downcast, tired and lax figure making him seem as if heâs napping, if not for his words. Lips curling into a smirk as he confirms earlier suspicions. âI can smell you.â
His senses were dimmed during the day, his sight limited to a few meters in front, and his hearing annoyingly selective, worse of all â his sense of taste and smell â dulled to near naught â barely in existence. But at night⊠Everything he gives up for comes back at once.
Vampires were the perfect example of magical energy exchange â as with all energy, nothing ever lost. Only transferred and exchanged. And always in balance. Day and Night. Good and Evil. Yin and Yang.
Taking off his glasses, Seongwu rubbed his temples in mock annoyance when he hears the sharp intake of breath, but no movement. Still frozen at the same spot. Heâd wanted to sound hostile, dubious, but heâs not quite sure itâs worked given how he canât sense any fear. Something about the hidden figure is affecting him.
They smell floral. Heady. Familiar. Itâs jammy sweetness, and rich as wine. All at once.
Heâs a freshly laundered linen, clean bedsheets, and cotton woods type of guy. His mother always called him a shower on a summerâs night.Â
Not this. Whatever this was.Â
It rubbed him in all the wrong ways. Grated at his nerves, and messed with his senses terribly. But he couldnât get enough. Canât get enough.
He knows the scent. But from where?
You held your breath. Itâs obvious that there was no point hiding, but the fluorescent lights should mean that - unless you were a step too slow â he shouldnât have seen you.
Turning to peek at the vampire, he didnât seem angry or annoyed. But he did seem curious as to why you were currently hiding - if the tilt of his head your way was anything to go by.Â
Itâd be a lie to say that you hadnât been looking at him. Mind embarrassingly blank at the sight of him. Given how often you see him, you really shouldnât be affected, but you still are.
Seongwuâs handsome, and his tall body is all lean muscle and taut lines, but from where you were, you couldnât help but notice how small he manages to make himself, hunched over whatever heâs focused on. The way heâs able to put all his focus on something.
And he looks different too. Never have you seen Seongwu â neat, put-together, pretty-much-royalty, comma haired, and tight-uniform-immaculately-in-place-everyday-Seongwu look like this. Hair slightly mussed up from the way his hands have been threading through it, playing with the dark un-styled strands, his lips glistening a little - wet from absent-minded nibbling â hiding his fangs.
Pivoting around so that your back was no longer leant against the bookshelf â you straightened the papers in hand and walked to where he sat. Printer-warmed sheets now stale to the touch.
Knees buckling slightly - walking on such loosely tufted wool carpeting after having stood so stiffly made it hard to balance - and you fidgeted with the edges of the sheets to distract yourself, straightening the edges to line in perfection.
âYou werenât in class today. Cheetah-ssaem said to pass these on to you.â The cat demon was known to have a soft spot for him, so it came to no oneâs surprise that sheâd rather someone hand him notes instead of asking him to drop by her office if he was feeling unwell.
Or âseemingly unwellâ.Â
Because upon closer inspection- he looked to be fine. If maybe a tad bit tired. But who wasnât at this point of the year? Tousled hair and dark circles on pale skin. You werenât even sure if it really was tiredness, or if it was just the normal traits of his kind.Â
âThanks.â
âWelcome,â dropping the notes on the table, you scan over the vampire fiction skeptically.Â
Maybe reading human fiction about his kind gave him a sense of ironic humour? Perhaps he really was ill?Â
âAre you feeling any better?â
âIâm alright. Could be better.â He turns his body towards you, and up close, the dark circles do seem more prominent â almost hollowed bruising under the shadows of his eye bags. In contrast - making his eyes shine even more brilliantly under the dim light.Â
âThanks for asking though. AndâŠâ You looked down to avoid the way he scanned over you. âAre you alright?â
âYeah?â Blinking in surprise, you supposed you were. Was any reason to his worry? Did you look particularly drained? Was he even worried? The workload mustâve finally taken its toll on you as well.
âGood.â He nods to himself more than anything. As if heâd simply been confirming a fact heâd already known⊠or looking for an anomaly.
I really must be tired⊠Heâs just asking out of politeness.Â
Seongwu was known to need time to warm up to people. The way he carries himself ⊠Aloof and careful down the hallways, but cracking up in toothy (or is it fanged?) smiles and loud chuckles near his (equally famous) dormmates. There was no reason for him to suddenly be interested in your well-being.
âIs it the moon cycle?â If it was, what a bother it must be. Your race wasnât really affected by such things, but you knew vampires rarely had trouble seeking out sleep. âIs that why youâve been missing classes?â
Seongwu pursed his lips as he looks up at you from whereâs he sat. Tutting, fingers drumming over the hard cover.Â
âIs it obvious?â He asked, hating to think that it was now taking a physical toll on him. If there was one thing he took pride in, it was his appearance.
âWell, yeah. Youâre probably the only person I know who hasnât drowsed off in that chair.â The old armchair was notorious for being the worst seat if one had to study. Cursed by some old senior when they fell asleep on it and missed an exam. Misery loved company.
âIs that all?â Seongwuâs vaguely amused, as if thinking that no weak cursed chair could affect him anyway. To each their own â you werenât lining up to give it a try. Especially not after what happened at your last curse breaking exam.
âI guess you look different in a way as well?â Like he needs a good snuggle. âLike⊠youâre kinda drowning in your current sweater-â
You gesture at the soft knit. Much more comfortable looking than your own uniform. A great deal more casual than anything youâve ever seen Seongwu in. Less stiff. Less militant.
It doesnât cross your mind to say that itâs different because heâs wearing something that doesnât remind others of his rank.
âAnd youâve been blinking really hard. Like your eyes are strained. And your faceâŠâ Seongwuâs head cocked slightly to the side. Blinking as if to make a point. Like a kitten.Â
Cute.Â
The kind of cute that he shouldnât be allowed to exude because Seongwu carried himself like heâs one of the demigods, when in truth he was just another pompous blue-blood, but heâs just-Â
Really soft.
Your mind fails you momentarily. Blushing when he stares back unashamedly. Waiting for you.Â
âItâs slightly puffy.â Your hands fly up to the sides of your face to try and imitate what you think âpuffyâ might look like. No point hiding what he already knew.Â
On a more serious noteâŠÂ
âYou look tired.âÂ
The words spill out as a garbled mess. You hope he doesnât mind, your diction isnât normally so embarrassing. And you knew that a few of the older clans had pet peeves for these things.
âThanks.â He snorted at the serious look on your face. Seongwu rolls his eyes, but he did feel better, to think that you noticed these things.Â
And the scent â he could grudgingly admit - was comforting. The strings that had tied around his head so tightly â loosened, strangely dampened at your closer distance despite how it had stung at him earlier.
âI mean- you still look good though! Very good! Donât worry! Kinda messy, but like - purposefully. Like you just rolled out of bed!âÂ
That was a compliment, right? That was surely the look that people that take bed selcas went for. And Seongwu took them! Youâve seen his Instagram!
âYouâre not going to keep going?âÂ
âYour ego doesnât need to hear anymore!â
If he kept leading you to talk, itâd almost seem like he wanted to keep you around.
Noticing the chesire grin on his face - you pout, a look that he mockingly imitates â so you squint, and he squints back.Â
But Seongwuâs still smiling, so he just looks funny, which causes you to laugh too; and the next thing you know, youâre tumbling. Doubling down, Seongwu pulling you over.
Ha, Seongwu couldâve cackled â full on 90âs kids-superhero-movie-villain type of cackled - at how easy itâd been to verify his theory.Â
He didnât really want to think about the repercussions if he were to be misguided, but heâd been half prepared to start groveling and apologizing and blaming his current state of craziness on some exotic vampire illness if heâd got the wrong person.
But what he felt was right. Whatever had hold around his head loosened, and the pressing over his ears were gone.Â
It felt good to have you close. Close enough that he could almost taste the sweetness under your skin. Everything feels real. As if nothing did before. Everythingâs clearer. Less cluttered.
He wonders if heâs experiencing a sensory overload.
âBut I want to hear more.âÂ
He says, but all you hear is the wild beating of your heart. Itâs going so quick, you can feel it knocking at your ribs, the tingling of blood rushing up to your face ticklish as your breathing slows.Â
Maybe itâs the sudden wash of oxygen, but you feel slightly lightheaded. Floating and drifting.
Youâre normally good with words. Never not having anything to say. It should be easy. Yet it wasnât. Because he was messing with everything.
Thereâs no way Seongwu doesnât know what heâs doing to you.
Leaning back from his hold, you search for any signs of the sugar-rush delirium youâre feeling. But he looks perfectly at home with the current turn of events. In fact, Seongwu looks overly comfortable, slightly smug, and amused while playing with the ends of his bangs.
Your hands kinda, maybe, really want to wipe that smirk off his face.
âYou donât always get what you want.â
There isnât even time to be proud of your comeback (at least, youâd intended it to be), since it applied to you too.Â
If anything, the boy looks even more determined to keep on bothering you, tongue tracing the edges of his fangs as if to remind you that â hey, I have fangs, so if you punch my very good-looking, statue-like face you might scratch your hand â and that, he did have a very very good-looking face. Damn him.
A buzz resounds from the table that traps you against Seongwu in a weird, contorted angle, and you turn â extorting maximum amount of effort from your poor back - to look at his abandoned phone â about to say something. Anything else would be better than the awkward silence thatâs settled.Â
But instead all that comes out is an even more awkward âuuhhhâ when he starts smiling at the slip up. All kitten lips and twinkly eyes and nose crinkles (what is actually going on???).
Thereâs no slow motion and sparkling background like the dramas and webtoons⊠itâs just awkward since Seongwu is still just staring (but also smiling now) â as if this is the funniest thing heâs seen since nuguseyo, and the constant pause-and-buzz action going on behind you does nothing to help relieve the situation.
You should really be creeped out and also, maybe mildly offended. Because wow, youâve totally fallen for that âhandsome-guy does douchey things but gets away with it because heâs handsomeâ troupe â but you canât even bring yourself to be annoyed since Seongwu looks freakishly happy for some reason.Â
He just seemed⊠content.
And seeing him look happier also makes you feel good. And warm inside.
But that isnât the point. Point was - heâs already sick (or tired? Very very tired. Just not well enough to attend classes), and you were being nice because of that. And he wasnât doing more than hugging you? Half hugging?Â
Maybe he was just stressed, and all the poor guy needed was a hug.Â
If heâd looked like a sad kitten stuck in the rain earlier, now he looks like a kitten thatâs been fed warm milk and just wants a nap. Sated. And, oh - look how dark it is outside - you really, probably, should stop with the kitten comparisons before you start melting into a pile of mush- -
By now, youâre making a conscious effort to let your eyes drift anywhere but him. rubbing your lips together to spread what remains of your lip balm when the phone buzzes again. More messages coming in.
It was almost curfew. His dorm was probably looking for him before the maglocks activated.
âIgnore it.â
Seongwu says to get your attention back at him. Stretching his neck to nuzzle at the palm of the hand you raised to point at the phone. Senses dull and awake in response to the fragrant warmth.
Taking your hand back, your fists clenched, willing shudders to subside as you slip in the hole that formed between his arms and the table, opting to support yourself on the chair.Â
âOkay.â
Vampires were instinctively predators. Maybe Seongwu is also the type that lets go when prey stops struggling. (You wish your heart would also stop struggling to keep a steady pace too).
âIs this alright?â
âIs this⊠what?â
âIs this alright? Can we stay like this for a moment?â Seongwu closes his eyes, inhaling. âJust a moment.â
Nodding, you let your arms rest on either side of him, elbows digging into the couch to keep you from falling flush against him.
It was obvious that as strange as this was, he was in no state to hurt you, and whatever Seongwu was suffering from seemed to have found temporary relief.
Feeling you lean in, pulse steadying, eyes flashing the same shade of dark red to match his own - a clear sign that the strings of fate were somehow involved between the two of you. He hasnât quite grasped why youâre putting up with him. How long would you let him stay this way? To what extent?
Does she feel the same?Â
If heâd known how soft hearted you were, heâd have to keep an eye out for you earlier. Seongwu let his eyes drift from the sharp chin and ruddy lips up to the dark lashes, thick enough to form a curtain over her eyes⊠It wasnât too late to start nowâŠÂ
Echoes of the magically enhanced curtains shutting from the end of the hall cause you to look away distractedly whilst more lights and candles begin to flicker and flutter.
âDo you usually like to read?â
âReadingâs okay. I like poetry though.â
âI-â
âLike painting. I saw your watercolours the other day.â He thinks of the girl so intent on mixing the right shades of aqua and gray that she wastes half the lesson before starting to paint - while he sticks doodling black lines on paper.
âI was going to say that I like reading, as long as itâs not part of the curriculum.â
When heâs not busy pretending to be the most important person in the room, you guess Seongwu was nice. Thereâs an easy-going streak to him. And despite having pegged him as the type to enjoy dark humour and sarcasm, it seems like slapstick and hyperbolic parodies were more of his turf.
Then in a true case of awkward timing - a yawn escapes to break the supine pattern of low mumbles and slow breaths, the comfortable conversation youâd fallen into â as if reminding the two of you that the locks were definitely going to be switched on soon; and youâd have laughed at Seongwuâs instantaneous reaction to throw you off him if not for the worry evident over his handsome features while you try to re-balance yourself.Â
Your hands fly to the nearest offer of support â which in this case â end up being Seongwuâs shoulders (kinda bony, you make note of absently), as his hands come around your waist help to lift you off. Settling you on the ground again.
Huh? From being haughty to friendly, cuddling to leaving, everything seemed to be going at his designated pace.
âShall I walk you back?â Collecting the papers, he looks to the entrance, books floating back to their original spaces on the shelf as his gaze narrows at the darkening sky.
âUh⊠No. No. Iâll be fine to go back myself. I think.â
âAre you sure you donât want me to go with you? Itâs getting dark and your place is far.â
It doesnât strike you to think how Seongwu knows where you stay. Nor does Seongwu seem to think too much of how he knows. All you notice is the almost guilty look on his face. Wearing his features down further. And when he blinks â again â as if readjusting his sight. Itâs like heâs straining.
In truth, you think, Seongwuâs the one you should be walking back in that state.
âIâll be fine. You go back and have an early night. See you in class tomorrow?â
âIâll try to make it.â
He doesnât.
Itâs clearer that night, as if mist had cleared amidst the dawnâs arrival, Seongwu supposes it has in a way; and itâs with knowledge of his destination that he heads out, more aware of his surroundings and the security cameras at every turn. Mind is only half awake, body taking the reins once again.
His consciousness is very much present, and he wills himself to travel faster, stealthily drift towards the figure that kept haunting him at night. Body remembering its way as it drifts through the halls.
This time, however, he pauses at the door.Â
Takes his time to pick up the whoosh of air escaping your pillow, of the duvet sliding off your limp body, and the barely-there sighs of slumber as you toss and turn.Â
Seongwu blames this stupid primary-school-stalking-his-crush behaviour on natural instincts. And the watching-her-sleep part largely on reading Twilight.
Itâs strikingly familiar regressing the room, once again occupied by the young winterâs first breaths of midnight chill. A cause for the soft duvets and blackened-wick candles spread atop the coffee table heâd neglected to noticed on previous visits.
Seongwu isnât even able to muster surprise when he finally sees his sleeping beauty for the first time.
Itâs her. Of course, itâs her.
Heâd known the moment you stepped out the library that night. There was no way you couldâve seemed so familiar. Intimate.Â
Youâd been more effective than valium, and more addictive than opium. Becoming this form of cacoethes to bother him night after sleepless night.Â
Just one taste.
Pliant and trusting, leaning towards his warmth as he sat by your side - he could picture it â how easy itâd be to mark you. Behind each nibble of flesh under his teeth, a bud of pink would bloom. Then if you let him, heâd indulge in more â and each bite would blossom fragrant petals of red.Â
Seongwuâs biting so damn hard on his own lips - just to hold back from biting something else - that its strange to think that he isnât bleeding when its usually so easy to draw blood with a scrape of his fangs.
One taste. And itâll all stop.
Rubbing his sideburns now, really making an effort to not lose concentration, dragging it up with his fingertips until he feels the slight burn, heâs sure that whatever control he has wonât last any longer â
Seongwu widens his jaw carefully, the slow motion usually causing his jaw bone to crack as he widens his mouth to let his fangs fully form. Letting the cool ivory graze upon the pulse point. He could already tell that itâd be delicious from the scent.
The fangs are cool metal on warm skin, and from the way you squirm away slightly, he can tell that your neckâs ticklish. How cute.
When the first signs of red begin to leak from the small incision heâs made, Seongwu tentatively laps at the blood. Sweet and fragrant donât even begin to describe it after so many nights. This was the blood heâs been looking for.
Shifting to the side to try and rid of the ticklish sensation, you seem to be having the strangest dream. Thereâs trickling water down your neck and a dark shadow by your side. Yet despite their hidden silhouette and presence, you donât feel fear.Â
Just the need to see them. Know them.
In the dim light of your room, your blurry eyes seem to have painted a mop of black hair and pale skin, a smattering of colour over his lips, with thin wrists and beautiful hands⊠ones you recognize.
â⊠Seongwu?â Your dreams seem to have formed a constellation in his image. âIs that you?â
â... y/n?â Pulling away, his hands remained between your head and the pillow.Â
âWhy are you here?âÂ
Was it fair to ask a figment of your imagination why they were there? One who wore Seongwuâs face because your mind unconsciously wanted it so? To listen to words you wanted to hear spoken by Seongwuâs images? And hope to hear that he was here for you?
Proof that he also felt the same pull you did.
Seongwu stood in place, studying the dazed look in your eyes. You certainly seemed to be awake instead of sleep talking, but too calm to think him a threat despite the drawn blood.
Heâs the one that wants an explanation. A reason for you to keep on bothering his thoughts, but not while youâre still in a state of confusion. Subtly intoxicated with vampire venom.
âYour blood called me.â He whispers. Raspy. His throat is dry. Thirsting for more.
Draping his hand over your eyes, Seongwu closes his fingers over your temple firmly, another hand supporting the back of your neck to lay you back on the bed. Willing for control and power as his hands begin to glow.
For now, heâd lay you down on a throne of pillows, make you feel like royalty. Seongwu hoped that in the future, perhaps youâd find it in your graces to allow him another taste.Â
âForget the night.â
Dorm arrest is fun, Seongwu mused, now with a proper reason to stay away from classes.Â
But itâd be a lot more tolerable if the others stopped making fun said dorm arrest.
And if they alone in his misery instead of bringing their lunches over because Minhyun was going to murder him if any crumbs fell on their carpet.
âWhat was it again? You felt her or something? Thatâs how you know sheâs your soulmate.?â
Not feel, but more like â sensed. Some type of magnetic forcefield sci-fi shit he couldnât explain. But that sound too corny, so Seongwu changed his approach-
âI just seem to smell her everywhere.â
âNormal people tend to say that they see them everywhere when they like someone, hyung.â Guanlin offered, gently, as if trying to gauge whether it was a cultural difference thing. But nevertheless, worried about his senior. âIs it the lack of sleep? Do you want me to ask Daehwi to brew you a sleeping draught?â
âDonât worry so much.â Sungwoon laughed at the scandalized look on Seongwuâs face after hearing what the maknae had to say. âOngcheongie isnât exactly normal.âÂ
âLove makes you blind, hyung.â Woojin adds in between mouthfuls of food while Jihoon nods absently, already used to simply agreeing with whatever his same aged friend had to say whenever they had (loud) group discussions as long as it didnât affect him and the fried chicken in front of him. âMaybe thatâs why you smell her.â
For members of a four-legged race in the pack, it was norm to primarily locate mates through their scents. Was there a point in worrying over something like this? Once again, Seongwu was overreacting.
âOngie-hyungâs as blind as a bat!â Daniel adds cheekily, prodding fun at his similarly blood-feeding friends, before bursting out in laughter over his own joke. Repeating the word âbatâ at himself and giggling each time, only pausing in between his laughs to take a bite of his burger.
âAt least Iâm not a big puppy that likes to pretend to be a cat!â
âYah!â
Sulking, Seongwu folded his arms in front of him to lean on, pushing his chin onto his wrist until his lips formed a pout. âAnd Iâm not in love.â
âRight.â Guanlin nodded in disbelief, evaluating the current situation. For such a hopeless romantic, heâd thought that Seongwu would be happier finding his soulmate. âIs she giving you a hard time? Does she not like you back?â
âUhhhâŠ.âÂ
âDid she not like him back?âÂ
Who wouldnât like him back? Seongwu paused, thinking of the best way to explain without making him seem like an idiot.Â
âI mightâve tried to wipe out her memories.â
âHYUNG!â The lower classmen shout at him in chorus while he defends himself.
There were so many reasons why he had to do that!Â
For one, he couldâve got expelled for sneaking into the girlâs dorms (Daniel snickered at that); and two, if he wasnât expelled for that â he couldâve been stuck with a permanent record if he suddenly lost control of his appetite and fed too gluttonously (âBut you didnât, and I know you wonât,â Sungwoon reassures).
âThe fact that youâre Minhyun-hyungâs second-in-command makes me worry about the future.â
âAhhh, hyung!â Even the maknae looked disappointed in him.
âYouâre on your own.â Jihoon decides halfway through his chicken (and by proxy, his explanation). âIâm not involving myself in some idiot-hyungâs love life., or lack of.â He took one last bite to finish off his meal, reminding Seongwu of his own â untouched â food. âIt might give me indigestion.â
âDemon!â
The demon only raises an eyebrow, pretty face hiding his evil intentions (evil evil eeeevvvvviiiiilll, Seongwu chants). âWas I supposed to be offended?â
âAnd I already said Iâm not in love!â He sighed. Burying his head under his arms now. âIâm just. Maybe. In like or something.â
âIn like.â Daniel repeats, nose scrunching in attempt to hold back his laughter.Â
He loved his hyung. Really, he did. Ride or die, brothers under oath, travel all three realms and back type of thing, but the things that came out of his mouth sometimes-Â
Daniel scrunched his nose.
âDonât.â Ong warned. âDonât laugh.â
âToo late.â Sungwoon bursts out in laughter with the rest of the table following. âSo what do you plan to do now? Itâs not like you can get those memories back after wiping them off.â
Seongwu opened his mouth, but closed it again when he realizes that â yes, indeed â while doable, it was risky considering he had no reigns over the amount of time he could give back to you.Â
Spots of memory were even more dangerous than a clean slate. Especially when you were in the advantageous state for memory manipulation, being half-awake.
âAnd youâre under dorm arrest now that you were caught outside after dark.â Woojin pointed out. Unhelpfully, might Seongwu add. âSo, no more midnight stalker visits to knock her off her feet, maybe you should-â
Ears twitching at the sound of someone else about to enter the dorm with food, Woojin and Daniel stood abruptly to race each other to the door, ignoring Seongwuâs cries of âso what should I doooooo?â
When the door opens, itâs not who you expect.
Youâd expected Ong Seongwu whose been bothering your dreams ever since that night in the library. Ong Seongwu whose hands gently comb through the knots of your hair, fingers sweeping along your neck in those dreams. And Ong Seongwu who made your heart race whenever the thought of him enters your mind.
But instead of the vampire, itâs crown prince, Hwang Minhyun looking down at you blankly.Â
Not âlooking downâ as if you were a peasant (even though, thatâs exactly how Hwang Minhyun â and by extension, Seongwu had initially made you feel), but because you kind of shrink into their front carpet under his calculating gaze. As if heâs looking for a third eye or something.
You knew that Seongwu shared a room with the gumiho since it was one of the many strange conditions the royal family had set for âsecurity reasonsâ in order to keep the general and advisor close to the future emperor; but whilst seeing Seongwu out of uniform made you want to take care and coddle him â seeing Minhyun in his casual wear made you want to cower away.Â
It wasnât the way the carried themselves, or the glowing aura that always seemed to exude from the dorm 101 boys⊠but just a feeling, inside. None of the comfortable familiarity you found synonymous Seongwu is there.
âIf youâre looking for Seongwu, heâs not in.â
âBut heâs ill!âÂ
He shouldnât be going out in his state⊠Peeking through the door, you can see that itâs indeed dark in the room.Â
âYes. Seongwuâs very ill.â The fox repeats in the empty room.
âI brought some iron tablets with me and the notes from todayâs lesson. Heâll need them since theyâre probably gonna show up in the test-â next Saturday, you want to say. But catch yourself when you notice the amused look Minhyun is wearing.Â
There was no reason you had to explain to him when it was Seongwu you wanted to speak to!
âYou should come back tomorrow.â
Nodding, youâre about to ask to pass the things over him instead, but quickly catch yourself before you make any more attempts to ask a member of the monarch for favours.
âI mean⊠If I may bother you again soâŠ.â
Minhyun laughs at this point, unable to hold the poker face any further when he sees how uncomfortable you look.
âDonât worry, I probably wonât be in since I have a full day tomorrow.â
He looks to your right as if signalling for you to make a move on, and as youâre making your turn, the door shuts as abruptly as it opened. Lock loudly clicking in place.
âOngie!âÂ
Ongie! You blushed, hearing such a cute nickname, while your jaw dropped with the knowledge that he was inside. Liars!Â
âYou canât just hide at the back of the room. Itâs not going to fix anything.â
âNothing will fix it! Unless-â Seongwu whined, last words mumbled into the pillow he was beating in annoyance. âYou donât understand!â
âEvidently.â Rolling his eyes, Minhyun slid the pillow out of Seongwuâs grasp.
âBut I canât even control it. Weâve locked everything and even put a shifting charm on this place. You know I canât risk altering the room too much in case we catch their attention.â
âJust speak to her. Iâm sure sheâll understand.â
âHow~?â He dragged the syllable out, wrapping the duvet over himself now that the pillow was gone. âHi, itâs Seongwu, and hypothetically I may have been visiting you at night. You also seemed to like me the last time we met but you just donât remember it?â
âBe serious.â Minhyun chided. Knowing that Seongwu defense mechanism was sarcasm when cornered.
âShould I just keep wiping out her memory?â
âI think the idea is to stop doing that.â
Summoning your strength, you grab the door handle and force it open, feeling the mechanics loosen under your touch momentarily. Authority be damned.
Neither of the boys looking too surprised at your entrance.
âStop what?â
What did you say youâd been doing?
âWhy are you still here?â Seongwu asks as if thatâs the only thing on his mind when he should â in your opinion â be a lot more worried depending on how he answers your question.Â
Now was not the time for him to be curious.
âGo.â Minhyun says, and you note that thereâs definitely something different in his tone from before. The authority, the latent power from his royal blood affecting the magic that runs in your veins.
Seongwuâs unmoving. Eyes shifting from Minhyun to you.
âNo, you two were talking about me. I have no reason to leave. Not unless Seongwu comes with me.âÂ
You needed answers.
The gumiho stands between the both of you, tension pulling back and forth, shaking his head as he takes leave.Â
But not before looking back at Seongwu as if asking for silent confirmation that he can handle this- you- as if you were some form of political coup practice question, while Seongwu and you stand in stalemate.Â
You donât know whether to be honoured or offended.
ïżœïżœïżœWhat have you done to me?â
Why do I dream of you, Ong Seongwu?
âNothing.âÂ
lies lies lies lies lies
Why has he taken over your mind, and made your blood boil in anticipation... for what you donât know - if thereâs nothing?
âYou should stay away from me.â
One step.Â
Two steps.
Three steps.Â
For someone whose been so adamant of avoiding you, despite what he says, heâs not doing much to stop you from getting closer.
âWhy?â You challenge, he may be able to use that haughty tone of his easily around here, but not with you. âUnder the Peace Treaty you canât do anything to me during the day.â
Or more accurately. Between daybreak and sundown.Â
The more powerful the race, the stricter the regulations and restrictions, and the harsher the punishments.Â
As a vampire - Seongwu wouldnât even be able to lay a finger on you while the sun is up, lest he accidentally cut skin. Drawing blood without the donorâs consent was prohibited. Punishable by expulsion. And a record.
Seongwu glanced back into his room, well aware of the law, as the umbrage of the autumn foliage masks shadows in his room.Â
Internally, he gave himself a pat on the back for good timing as a smirk creeps onto his face â damn him and his good-looking face âÂ
âBut weâve only seen each other after sun-down, havenât we?â
Heat rose to your face â as Seongwu reaches to touch, his skin cold against yours.
âWhat-?â
Stroking the side of your cheek, he can feel every movement of blood that rushes to meet his touch. And heâs mesmerised by his image reflected in your eyes. The way you look straight at him.
Stupid girl, he thought. So trusting, so unprotected. Guess heâll just have to be the one taking care of you now till you find someone better.
Which you wonât. Because heâll make sure to treat you the best. Cherish you until the only things between the two of you were warm promises and pretty tones. The only mistreatment heâd let you suffer was him holding your hand too tight. And maybe some neck nibbles.
Seongwu resisted the urge to bare his fangs, body remembering the taste it craved.
âYour blood called me.â
âHow do you know aboutâŠâÂ
It wasnât a dream?
Seongwu cocked his head to the side, reminiscent of the time you met in the library.Â
âQuestion is. How do you remember?â
Was it the effects of you being his soulmate? Did it mean that his abilities didnât work on you?
He must feel as nervous as you. You can feel the nervousness coming off as waves through you while your gaze traces the movement of his adamâs apple swallowing down the tension.
âYouâre not scared?âÂ
And you are. Youâre scared of the connection you feel to him. The need to stay close and claim him as yours, the thought of smelling his shampoo in your bathroom and seeing his toothbrush next to yours. It scares you because youâre not usually fond of physical gestures â and yet, you want his arms wrapped around you.
Youâre scared. But not of him.
âNo. Should I be?â
âVery.â His hands wander up your sides, stilling behind your neck. Cradling. Pulling you towards him. âYou taste too good.â
âAnd you wanna drink?â You ask. Knowing full well the answer. Youâve suffered too much thinking youâve gone crazy with the amount of times you see him in your supposed âdreamsâ lusting over your blood.Â
Locking your arms around him too. You lean close with the knowledge that he was nowise less attracted to you than you to him.Â
Two can play a game.
âWanna do more than drink,â he mirrors, mumbling on your neck, addicted; eyes tightly shut, retreating into your warmth, drowning out his senses as the beating pulse calls out to him.
Lifting your hand - you slap him on his forehead, and his eyes snap open abruptly.
âWhat was that for?!â
âI expect payment if Iâm going to be your blood bank.â
âYouâre not-â Seongwu pulls back, appalled that youâd refer to yourself as such. âYouâre not my blood bank!â
âWell, technically. Iâm not your anything yet.â
âWhat do you want?â He snaps. Hurriedly. Absently. Heâs just saying things without thinking now. Too distracted by the sight of you becoming clearer in front of him as the night begins to cover the room in darker shades.
âWhat do I want? Are you sure you can give me anything I ask for?â
Yes, he can. If he canât â heâll find a way - so that he can. Anything for you.
âYes!âÂ
You didnât expect the vampire to be⊠so placate. Seongwu just stands there accepting everything you had to say with a nod. Almost like a pet being reprimanded. Even you canât deny the pull in you towards him, but a soul-bond shouldnât affect him that much.Â
Itâs kind of endearing seeing him lose control so completely.
âI donât have anything I want right now.â
Seongwu has his thinking face on. The one youâve marvelled over countless times upon during class whenever he attends. A hint of the lack of patience from before remains, but his craftiness has definitely been amped up.
Seems like sunset does apparently mean that heâs a lot more in control of himselfâŠ
âThen youâll have me until you know what you want.â
{ epilogue }
âWhat are you doing tonight?âÂ
Now more than ever, Seongwu loathes that theyâre only allowed to feed without fear of being caught in the brief bracket between dinner and lights-out. Why were the dorms so freaking far apart?
It helped that his urge to feed had been satiated these last few days, but vampires were nocturnal creatures, and heâd much rather spend the night by your side.
He was well aware that thereâs been an assignment youâve been working on too. Which meant â in the words of Woojin - no midnight stalker visits, even though Daehwi could technically organize a portal for him, he shanât bother you while you were working.
Such was his sad fate. Dating but alone. He sighed.
âI dunno. Sleeping. Maybe.âÂ
âShame.âÂ
Youâd just handed in your assignment earlier and saw that Seongwu had neglected coming into class again, and decided to indulge in just a little teasing.Â
Your cool response does nothing to placate him. If anything, it urges him to seek for your attention even more as his hands rest at your side, leaning in, and you let his fangs sweep along your nape.Â
âI thought - we might be seeing each other tonight.â
âOh?â He pulls back, wide smile creeping onto his face, eyebrows wagging. Expression all too cocky for you to willingly cooperate.
Rolling your eyes, you lift up two fingers to flick his forehead away from your neck.
âIn your dreams.â But despite the joking you do fall into his embrace easily, letting him breath in your scent, hands creeping from waist to the small of his back, pulling him flush.
Up close, you can see that his eyes are half lidded, pupils blown wide catching streaks of light; his lips slightly rosy from your lip gloss, and it really shouldnât be allowed for him to look at you like this.
Sliding his lips against yours, Seongwu kisses as if trying the take the air from your lungs. Demanding as always. He kisses with arrogance because he knows heâs good.Â
Thereâs no reason he wouldnât be when heâs already fallen so deep, and Seongwu only wants to fall deeper and deeper until thereâs no return back to reality.
The way you make those small squeaks of surprise, but continue letting him hold you and pull him closer only makes him want more. To lose his mind to desire. As if youâre letting him whatever he wants, moving to accommodate the growing greed in him to keep you close.Â
And itâs maddening. It shouldnât be allowed because Seongwuâs going crazy.
Gods, he thinks he can hear you holding back on whines. The gods were really out there playing with him, huh?
Youâre clawing at him to bring him closer and panting under him, and for what? Seongwuâs already driven crazy just from your presence. Strung tight and overwrought. And so so crazy.
He shuddered at the noises you made. Noises you normally wouldnât let him hear until sundown because theyâre so faint and he wants to tell you to stop before he loses control even further, but thereâs words dying at the tip of his tongue.
Why should you have to do anything else to push his senses into overdrive?Â
He wants you. Wants you so much he could monopolize everything and let his manipulative streak take over if need be.Â
Seongwu wants to devour and be devoured all at once. He wants everything.
ây/n?â Seongwu searched for your eyes; wanting to look at you. His equal. The one person that can calm the sunlight burning of his cold blood and relight it with fire. Wonders how he has it so perfect. How he managed to live so long without you.
âHmm?â
âIâm glad itâs you.â
Sniffing the air, Minhyun sighed as he paced around the palace grounds, enjoying the lilting breeze characteristic of this time of the year.
Leaving the institute for the holiday was perhaps the most appropriate choice. Heâd had enough of Seongwuâs pining to last a few decades. There was no need to surrender himself into listening to his roommateâs poetry-writing process for the âlove of his immortal lifeâ if he could avoid it.
His roommate and confidante fancied himself to have a keen nose, yet it was nothing when compared to one of the four-legged clanâs.Â
None of the werewolves or fellow gumihos were going to let the vampire live when they smelt the new marking. He remembers scoffing at Seongwuâs plan to pretend to not know that the girl was still outside their door.
Speaking of scents⊠how strange it was that the peach blossoms trees were all pushed into full bloomâŠ
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Competition - Seongwoo x Reader
Pairing: Ong Seongwoo (WANNA ONE) x Reader
Warnings: smut
Genre: kinda angsty at first, enemies to lovers smut
Requested: Yes
A/N: Well this took me a while âcause I wasnât really inspired to write smut (which I am now and Iâm gonna write all the smut requests I can while it lasts) so here it is finally! Thank you for requesting, hope you like it~
- This situation is disgusting... - When will you realise that you are the only disgusting thing in this room?- you said, looking away from him. - Excuse me? You know you're trapped here too, right? It had barely been a few minutes since you realized that you couldn't open the door and you had already lost it. In your defense you had to say that it was your enemy you were trapped with. Ong Seongwoo, the "cool kid" that had everything and always felt the urge to rub his success in your face. You were so done with him. You had been trying to compete with him for years, but you never had a chance to win. Everyone had assumed that you would always occupy the second place, right behind Seongwoo. Everyone but you. You had been working on your photography project for weeks, you had the greatest idea ever and you wanted to make it perfect. Even though not many people signed in for the competition, the only person that mattered did. You felt like this was your chance to finally win the first place at something and defeat Seongwoo. So you always spent extra hours in school to edit the pictures you took. And surprise, so did Seongwoo. That became a competition as well, who could stay longer in the room without getting tired or going home. You had to proove you were better than him at something so you never gave up. It became pretty often for you to stay in the room every friday afternoon, and if it wasn't for Seongwoo you would be totally fine spending your free time like that. That brings us to the current situation: both of you being locked in the room with no idea how to get out. - Okay I'll just call someone and we can go out.- he said after a short silence. - Do you think I haven't thought of that, Sherlock? There's no service in here... With your few ideas being discarded, you decided to wait until someone passed by and scream for help right then. But after a couple of hours all your hopes started to vanish. Would you be trapped for the whole weekend? No way, you'd break a window and jump out first. - Why are you always so rude?- Seongwoo broke the silence. You couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous you found his question.- I'm totally serious, Y/N, what have I done that's so bad? - Do you really not know?- you asked, looking at him. He shook his head and you scoffed.- You have been showing off for years, always laughing at me being in second place, and you ask me why I'm rude? - I... I didn't think you'd take it personal, I'm like that to everyone. - Yeah that's the problem, you're an asshole. - Yeah I am, maybe that's why I don't understand why you're so mad.- Silence became heavier after he said that.- Look, Y/N, I'm sorry, I didn't think it would hurt you. - Then why did you do it?- you lifted your head and looked at him again. He sighed deeply. - I don't know... I didn't really know how to start a conversation with you. I just wanted us to be closer I guess. "How on earth would someone become close to a person that's been making them feel like shit for years?" you thought to yourself. You couldn't think of an answer to that. Maybe he was even more stupid than you had anticipated. - Y/N the truth is that I really like you. I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm really sorry. - Forget it, we're fine.- you never thought you would be saying this to him, to the person who had become your worst nightmare. - Are we?- you could feel his eyes brightening up even without looking at him. - Yeah. You actually pushed me to the limit and made me work harder. Not in the best way maybe, but it worked. It became a motivation to surpass myself, I guess. You sat beside him, feeling his eyes on you. You finally dared to look at him after a while and damn, you had never noticed how cute he actually looked. Maybe the fact that you never saw him smiling plus your own anger didn't let you realise it before. In the blink of an eye you noticed you had unconciously pulled him closer to you and now only a few inches separated you from him. - You have no idea how long I have been waiting for this to happen.- he whispered against your lips. He placed his hand on your nape and brought you close enough to kiss you. His lips felt smooth, in contrast to the needy kiss you both shared. It wasn't long until you felt his tongue on your lips, like asking for permission to enter your mouth. The kiss became a new competition: who would take the lead. You gave in easily in this one, though, and Seongwoo's hands travelled down your spine, finding their place on your hips. The feeling of his firm grip gave you shivers. You could tell he liked your reaction when you felt him grin against your lips. Suddenly he took you and sat you on his lap, facing him, and kissed you again. His hands caressing your back under your shirt made your breath hitch and you could feel a familiar heat through your body. You began to rock your hips by instinct and Seongwoo's moans got muffled in your mouth. He thrusted up a few times and you swore you were going crazy. The heat got unbearable but you couldn't separate from him because you felt like you would loose your breath if he stopped. Soon both your clothes were on the floor and his hands were all over your body, still shaking and looking for release. Your moans and panting filled the thick air of the room. Your nails digging on his back as he kissed your neck. - I could do this for years.- he said, moving his hand towards your clothed core. - Fuck...- you moaned at the feeling of his warm fingers touching you. He smiled at your reaction. -Suddenly the idea of being trapped here doesn't seem so terrible, right?- he cooed.
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REQUESTED:Â âmr teddy bearâ [w1: jihoon]
genre: angst + fluff
ficstyle: bulletpoints
anon asked:Â â Hello! In honor on I.P.U may I request a scenario with Park Jihoon when you two had broke up bc of his busy idol life, but tries to get you back with teddy bears? Some kind of angst with a fluff ending plz! Thank you~ â [featuring SEONGWOO + Wanna One]
note:Â SORRY FOR THE WAIT / I do have a life outside of this so please understand if I donât post as often as I shouldÂ
âSTOP BEING SELFISH!â
âIâM NOT ASKING FOR A LOT; I JUST DONâT WANT TO BE IGNORED!â
you and JIhoon were fighting once again...
both of you knew the consequences of dating
but at the time
you both were willing to take it
but this time
it was too much to handle
there were times where he acted like he didnât know you or even acknowledged you
especially when other members wouldÂ
you and Jihoon were fighting before he went to go shoot for a MV for âBOOMERANGâ
everyone was watching the both of you but neither of them were going to but into a personal conversation; not even the members
âIâM NOT IGNORING YOU, AM I IGNORING YOU NOW?â
you scoffed in frustration
âYOU IGNORED ME FOR ONE WHOLE MONTH, I EVEN FORGOT WE WERE EVEN DATING UNTIL YOUR FAN ASKED ME IF WE WERE STILL DATING? WHAT IS THAT?â
he rolled his eyes back
âyou need other peopleâs opinion to see if weâre still dating?â
you were so fed up with his attitude
âno I donâtâ
you stood up and struggled to take your guysâ couple ring off
âya...what are you doing right now? donât do it..â
he was getting even more annoyed at this point
you threw the ring at himÂ
the studio echoed of your ring spinning on the ground
âI just needed your opinion in our relationship... but I guess thatâs asking for too much..Iâm done..â
you flailed your arms in the arm; pointing as you were on the verge of tears
âIâm done with this....âÂ
you gave him one last hurtful look
âIâm done with you..â
you stormed off
you felt his fingers graze your wrist
SLAP
but you turned around and slapped it away
âIâm doing you a favor... so do me one.. donât talk to me again...â
SLAM
the sound of the heavy door echos
Seongwoo, your childhood friend, looked at Jihoon before running after you
Daehwi reaches out to Jihoon
âhey-â
âDONâT TOUCH ME..â
Jihoon storms off to get his solo shot done
using work as an excuse to cool off his head
but then again...work was the reason why this happened
âY/N!!ââ
Seongwoo runs after you
you stopped in your tracks but you didnât reply to him
he sees your shaking back as a sign that you were crying
Seongwoo turns you around
âhey now...â
he wipes your tears from your face
Seongwoo was always there for you.. regardless of who his friends were, he always came to you first
you always thought that it was because youâve been friends with him longer and he knows how sensitive and fragile you were
even though you acted tough
but in all honesty.. it was because all this time.. he loved you
even when you were dating his closest friends
he sat you down in a bench near byÂ
he let you cry your heart out
you didnât have to worry about crying in front of anyone else but him
âwhy do you keep doing this to yourself y/n..â
Seongwoo tucks your hair behind your ears
you didnât reply to him
you wanted to ignore what he said.. as you were filled with regret and emptiness
there was an emptiness on your right index finger that you didnât like
the token of Jihoonâs love was gone
âthanks Seongwoo.. Iâll... be fine...âÂ
as you were getting up to leave, you felt a light grip on your hand
âif..if you need anything else... Iâll be here..âÂ
you tried your best to smile at him as you left
Seongwoo goes back to the filming area as Jihoon bursts the door opened
âwhereâs y/n..â
âshe left..â
Jihoon tries to run past Seongwoo but Seongwoo pushes him back into the building
âleave her alone, she doesnât want to see your face...â
Seongwoo gives Jihoon an icy glareÂ
but Jihoon doesnât budge
âdonât make me repeat myself.. dongsaeng...â
JIhoonâs knuckles turn white and exhales sharply before he stomps back into the building
A FEW DAYS PASSED
Jihoon felt worse and worse as time went on
he realized how much he neglected you
how much he ignored you
andÂ
how much he missed you
especially after seeing an article about the questioning of the break-up between you two
he knocks at Seongwooâs door
creakk
âwhat do you want?â
Jihoon shuffles his feet back and forth
âI..I wanna apologize to y/n....Iâve been...Iâve been a real asshole...she deserves better...but..I want a second chance..â
Seongwoo looks at Jihoonâs phone as he sees the article on his phone
âa second chance after seeing a news article? honestly... do you even think you deserve a second chance?â
Jihoon hangs his head low
but doesnât say anything
Seongwoo sighs deeply
seeing you upset was already bad enough
but seeing his teammate just as broken..
made him feel helpless to the both of you
âIâll help you...â
Jihoon looks up happily
Seongwoo grips Jihoonâs shoulder tightly; with a little too much force
âif you ever..EVER.. hurt y/n like that again... Iâll leave this group just to kick your ass.. you got it?â
JIhoon nods; agreeing with what Seongwoo said
di-ding
you got a text from Seongwoo
âhowâve you been? letâs go to xxx cafeâ
you smiled
(at least someone checks up on me more often than not..)
you got readyÂ
sporting a high messy ponytail, black leggings, an oversized white tee and checkered slip ons
you went to xxx cafe but it was empty
the cafe was cozy; it had fairy lights everywhere
âmaybe heâs not here yet...â
the barista led you to a table next to a gigantic teddy bear that was sitting in the corner
she also brought out a drink without even asking you
âI didnât order anything yet...â
she smiled
âitâs on the house...â
she bowed and walked into the back of the store
there Seongwoo was watching you and giving the barista a fist bump
you smiled at your drink
it was a favorite of yours and Jihoon
âa simple cup of mocha with lots of whipped cream, huh...â
you took out your phone and snapped a picture of the drink with the teddy bear in the background
typing in a caption as you read it out at the same time..
âmoments like these...are moments that I miss you the most...â
âREALLY?â
you fell out of your chair
eyes widened as you were staring at the standing bear
you grabbed your chair and raised it the defend yourself
âWA-WAIT!! CAN YOU PUT THE CHAIR DOWN!!â
you looked around for the barista but she wasnât there
Seongwoo and the barista were trying so hard not to laugh
âWHAT DO YOU WANTâ
the bear stuck his arms out
âJUST LISTEN TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAYâ
you put down the chair but you didnât let it go
âI...I canât have you look at my face right now..but ..y/n..Iâm so sorry...â
at this point you realized that it was Jihoon
you sighed as you turned to leave
you didnât want to deal with thisÂ
but you felt a warm and fuzzy pair of stubby arms hug you from behind
âI neglected you...I ignored you...I was stressed and I took it out on you....but honestly...at the end of the day, you were always there for me... and I never took it into consideration...â
you slowly turned around to face the bear
ây/n...am I worthy enough for a second chance to prove to you..that I can actually treat you right...?â
you knew how hard his life was...but all you wanted was a little recognition from him that he knew that you were there for him
you pouted..not wanting to fall for his current appearance..and his hard efforts
âpromise me.. that youâll be a better version than your old self?â
he stretches his arms out
âarenât I already a better version of myself...â
you looked at him; unamused
âhaha. beary cute. no but seriously, JIhoon...â
he takes off the top of the bear costume
you could tell heâd been crying and stress-eating
his face was red and bloated and his eyes were all puffy
âiâm serious, y/n, with all of my heart, soul and body.. I could never be anymore serious than I am now..â
you smiled
âyouâre lucky that Iâm a fool for you...â
he shimmies out of the costume and gives you a little teddy bear
you saw that the bear was wearing your ring, that was attached to a string, around itâs neck
âmr. teddy bear says that you should drink your mocha soon before it gets cold..â
you pecked him on the cheek
âmore like, mr. teddy bear is telling me that Jihoon wants my mocha but is telling me to drink it before he does..â
Jihoon pouts
âwell.. youâre not wrong...â
he dashes over to your drink and you chase after him
with that Seongwoo quietly leaves out of the back of the cafe and walks in front of the cafe
just to look at you one last time
for a second you glanced up at the windowÂ
âI swear...I just saw Seongwoo...â
Jihoon places whipped cream on your lips
âwhatâd ya say?â
âoh..nothing...â
you pecked Jihoon on the lips
you were happy once again
END / I kinda wanna write about Seongwoo and the barista / LEMME KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINK
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April Foolsâ
fluff, bit angst
ong seongwoo x reader
âOw!â
You exclaimed when you felt a hand hitting your head. You knew exactly who it is and you glared at him.
âOops! Your head is just too perfect for hittingâ, he nonchalantly replied. You kicked him back.Â
You and Seongwoo had been in this game for years. It started when you were still in high school and it continued on to college. He gave you one last glance before disappearing. Whatâs with him?
You fixed your hair then you touched.. something. You quickly looked for a mirror and you raced after him.
âYaaaah! Ong Seongwoo!!!!â
He heard your voice and run fast while laughing. That guy just placed a gum on your hair. The bell sounded and he went to his class immediately. Of course, you canât follow him inside since the professor is already in.
Iâll get him in the next class.
You share two classes with Seongwoo and it always give a headache to your professor. Before you went to your class, you went ahead and cut your hair to remove the gum. Thanks to him, you now got a short-hair which definitely doesnât suit your circle-shaped face.
Before entering the class you shared with him, you made sure that you have an extra bottle of juice. It would be perfect with the white blouse he worn today.
When you opened the door, everyoneâs eyes was on your hair you. You walked towards him. He had this smug look on his face that you absolutely want to remove.
âYouâre looking goodâ, he teased.
âReally? Well, let me thank you for that.â You poured the juice on his head and stains were left on his blouse.
âNow, you got the wet look. Pretty sure, girls will like you more nowâ, you said with a fake smile. He glared at you. He stood up to get revenge but the professor just arrived. The professor looked at the scene and sighed.
âItâs you two again. Seongwoo, clean up then come back.â
You stifled a laugh as you looked at his angry face. At first, the professor scolded you for doing such pranks but he later gave up. Seems like it will not end even with a scolding so he just dealt with it calmly.
When you went home, you marked the calendar with an X. Tomorrow, huh?
Tomorrowâs April 1 aka April Foolâs Day. Yours and his friends refrain from approaching you two on that day. The worst pranks are done on that day. Letâs just not mention those pranks âcause they were really embarrassing. You prepared a dress that he can wear. Youâre planning to pour juice again on him and heâll probably think thatâs it. But youâll follow him to the toilet and as soon as he removes those clothes, youâll grabbed them and leave that dress, leaving him with no choice. Itâs the perfect plan.
 After the preparation, you lied on your bed. When will this end? You wanted to end this for a long time but you were afraid that the only connection you have with him will vanish. The truth is, you like him from the start but your stubborn self refused to believe your feelings. Instead of confessing, you did jokes and pranks on him and because he is quite playful, he went along with your games.
The next day, you were walking along the corridor and you saw Seongwoo walking towards you. You observed him with scrutinizing eyes. Youâre not letting your guard down.
âGood morning!â, and he left. What was that? Is this his new scheme?Â
When you entered class, you worn a raincoat. You remembered that last year, he prepared a bucket of water and flour to pour on you. It was hard to remove all that mess from your body. This time, when you entered, nothing happened. You heard his giggles.
âI ainât doing that.... In fact, I wonât do anything today.â
Huh? But itâs April 1???
Now, you are hesitating to do a prank. What if he really meant it? You thought that this is the opportunity you were waiting for to end all of these. What if heâs lying? You hated the feeling. You donât know what to do.
You postponed your plan and waited for him to do something first. But itâs already 4 in the afternoon and still, nothing happened. Was he telling the truth? After your classes, you decided to go home immediately. You were almost at the school gates when someone pulled you.
âSeongwoo?â
âHey. Do you have time? Letâs talk.â
Suddenly, your guard is up. This day is not yet done. He led you to the back of the Engineering building. At this time, no one passes in this area.Â
âSo, why are we here?â, you asked.
âWell, the truth is... Wait. Give me some time. Iâm a bit nervous.â
He really did seem nervous. He touched the nape of his neck and continued talking.
âThis is a bad time to say this since itâs April 1 but Iâm not joking. I like you, y/n.â
Wait.. What?
You did not reply and he noticed it.
âIâm not lying, y/n. I really like you. I actually did all of these to get your attentionâ, he added.
Really? Then we actually felt the same way?
You were happy. You can finally stop these pranks and can move on to the next level at the same day.
âMe too. I also - - -â
âApril Foolâs! Hahaha!â, one of his friends was secretly filming everything behind the bushes. Then, your heart dropped. His friend run away, thinking that you might grab the camera from him. You were left with Seongwoo. It was quiet.Â
He heard your last words and he got the gist of it. To escape from this awkwardness, you faked a laugh. You kept your head down. You approached him and lightly hit him.
âYou got me.â It was perfect until your voice cracked. Youâve never felt this embarrassment before.
ây/n...â
âI should go. You won today.â
You walked away but the tears started to fall on your cheeks so you soon run away.
The next day, you desperately wanted to miss class but you canât. Exam week is near and you canât miss any lessons. Fortunately, your eyes are not puffy. You look.. okay.
You attended all your classes. Some of your friends were bewildered that no pranks happened. Unlike before, you donât even look at Seongwoo if he ever pass by.
One afternoon, Sungwoon, the one who took a video of you approached you.
ây/n, do you have time?â
âUh.. sure. Whatâs the matter?â
âDonât worry. I did not show that video to anyone. Only the three of us knows about it.â
You havenât even told him anything. Why is he approaching you?
âUmm.. okay. Thanksâ, you replied shortly.
âNow, can you please talk to Seongwoo? That guy is becoming weirdâ, he added.
âHe jokes less and heâs quiet. You know thatâs not the normal Seongwoo, right? So can you talk to him? Heâs afraid to approach you firstâ, he explained.
Later on, you saw him alone at his classroom after class.
You threw a rolled paper to his head. Usually, he would over exaggerate but not this time. He simply rubbed his head.
âThereâs really something wrong with you, huh?â
Upon hearing your voice, he stood up and looked at your direction.
âSo is this all because of what happened on April Fools?â, you asked. He didnât reply and just stared at you. You lightly hit him and that woke him up from his daydream.
âOh come on~ Itâs not a big dealâ, you lightly laughed.
âIâm sorryâ, he said.
You can tell the sincerity from his eyes. You gave him a smile.
âItâs fine. You are forgivenâ, you replied.
After that, he finally had a smile on his lips. He picked up his things and went out of school with you.
âOkay, so just donât post that video anywhere. Or else Iâll be mad at you. That video is an embarrassmentâ, you chuckled.
âSo you really....--
Before he can finish, you ran towards the bus station and as if it was timed, the bus arrived. You waved him goodbye and entered the bus.
âSee you tomorrow!â, you shouted.
Whew! Good thing, the bus came in time.
The next morning, you were on the hallway, going to your room when you felt an arm on your shoulders. Itâs Seongwoo, with a smirk on his face.
This guy... Just because I forgave him yesterday, heâs starting already.
You pushed his arm away and did some karate stance.
âAre you starting again?!â
You laughed and grabbed your arm. He again rested his arm on your shoulders.
âIâm not but Iâm definitely starting something today.â
You looked puzzled.
 âLetâs meet at Mistea Cafe laterâ, he told you.
âHuh? Why?â
âLetâs go on a date.â
You looked at him with a blush on your face. You pushed him away and ran. Of course, typical Seongwoo ran after you and asked you plenty of times to agree.
You agreed. ;)
Note: Iâm so sorry for posting this sooo late. I should have post it on April 1st but I got too busy at work and failed to finish it on time. I have plenty of drafts so hopefully, I can finish all of them and I can share them to you. Enjoy reading!
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Call The Shots
Prompt: #21 for @miracloud â âI need a place to stay.â
Pairing: Ong Seongwoo x female reader
Genre: romance
Warnings: suggestive content
Word count: 504
You stared at the man standing in your doorway, blinking a couple of times. He smiled at you, though you couldnât trust such a gesture. You knew Ong Seongwoo was trouble.
âItâs one in the morning,â you said pointedly and he nodded. âWhy are you here?â
âI need a place to stay.â
No, you couldnât let him in. You remembered the last time you did that and chewed on your bottom lip. It had been the most tumultuous two weeks of your life. You relived the highs and the lows of your memory before you shook your head. Seongwoo placed a hand upon the doorframe, angling himself so he was leaning down closer to you. It irked you when your body instinctively moved towards him, instead of being repulsed. You cursed his good looks, especially as his smile returned.
âPlease? You know I wouldnât ask unless I need to.â
You willed yourself to reject him. Seongwoo had come into this apartment, carried you to multiple levels of euphoria and then left you reeling after him last time. You knew your body craved him like no other. And even though it had been damaged, your heart was foolish. Your resolve was weak. You couldnât resist him even if you wanted to.
Seongwoo knew you werenât going to deny him and reached down to cup your face in his hand affectionately before he stepped inside. You shut the door behind you both and followed him up into your small home. You needed to set ground rules before he tried to this time. âYou can take the couch.â
He quirked an eyebrow at you but didnât refute your offering. It made you anxious with how placating he was and you rubbed at your arms lightly.
âIâm only allowing you here for three days. You can find somewhere else after that.â
âRelax, Y/N. You wonât even know Iâm here.â
As you laid back down in your bed, however, you couldnât fall asleep. Your eyes were peeled to the door, and you were breathing more heavily than one needed to. The idea that the man who you had felt your soul awaken to being through the wall was maddening. You still couldnât understand how you had ended up in Seongwooâs arms the first time you had. But you remembered it all too well and you yearned for it now. You scolded yourself internally, instructing yourself to fall asleep and deal with what mess you had agreed to in the morning. But your eyes wouldnât close and your body was wired. Without realising it, you had thrown yourself out of your bed and through the door, Seongwoo glancing at your approach and opened his arms readily.
âDonât you think if weâre going to share, we should use the bed?â he teased as you climbed over his waist, his hands already winding their way under your bed shirt and resting on your hips. He smiled up at you as you started unbuttoning his shirt.
âThis time around, Iâm calling the shots.â
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by Imjustreallytired16
A collection of one-shots about the groups I currently stan. Full Fandom list and request form inside.
Words: 526, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: WAYV, ë°©íìë
ëš | Bangtan Boys | BTS, Stray Kids (Band), NCT (Band), NCT 127 - Fandom, NCT Dream, NCT U - Fandom, ATEEZ (Band), Monsta X (Band), GOT7, SHINee, EXO (Band), ASTRO (Band), The Boyz (Korea Band), Day6 (Band), Wanna One, Super Junior
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M
Relationships: Kim Seokjin | Jin/Reader, Kim Namjoon | RM/Reader, Min Yoongi | Suga/Reader, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Reader, Park Jimin (BTS)/Reader, Kim Taehyung | V/Reader, Jeon Jungkook/Reader, Bang Chan/Reader, Kim Woojin/Reader, Lee Minho | Lee Know/Reader, Seo Changbin/Reader, Hwang Hyunjin/Reader, Han Jisung | Han/Reader, Lee Felix (Stray Kids)/Reader, Kim Seungmin/Reader, Yang Jeongin | I.N/Reader, Lee Taeyong/Reader, Moon Taeil/Reader, Suh Youngho | Johnny/Reader, Nakamoto Yuta/Reader, Qian Kun/Reader, Kim Dongyoung | Doyoung/Reader, Chittaphon Leechaiyapornkul | Ten/Reader, Jung Yoonoh | Jaehyun/Reader, Dong Si Cheng | WinWin/Reader, Kim Jungwoo (NCT)/Reader, Xiao De Jun | Xiao Jun/Reader, Wong Kun Hang | Hendery/Reader, Huang Ren Jun/Reader, Lee Jeno/Reader, Lee Donghyuck | Haechan/Reader, Na Jaemin/Reader, Liu Yang Yang/Reader, Zhong Chen Le/Reader, Park Jisung (NCT)/Reader, Kim Hongjoong/Reader, Park Seonghwa/Reader, Jeong Yunho/Reader, Kang Yeosang/Reader, Choi San/Reader, Song Mingi/Reader, Jung Wooyoung/Reader, Choi Jongho/Reader, Son Hyunwoo | Shownu/Reader, Lee Hoseok | Wonho/Reader, Lee Minhyuk/Reader, Yoo Kihyun/Reader, Chae Hyungwon/Reader, Lee Jooheon/Reader, Im Changkyun | I.M/Reader, Im Jaebum|JB/Reader, Mark Tuan/Reader, Jackson Wang/Reader, Park Jinyoung/Reader, Choi Youngjae/Reader, Kunpimook Bhuwakul | BamBam/Reader, Kim Yugyeom/Reader, Lee Jinki | Onew/Reader, Kim Kibum | Key/Reader, Choi Minho/Reader, Lee Taemin/Reader, Kim Junmyeon | Suho/Reader, Kim Minseok | Xiumin/Reader, Zhang Yi Xing | Lay/Reader, Byun Baekhyun/Reader, Kim Jongdae | Chen/Reader, Park Chanyeol/Reader, Do Kyungsoo | D.O/Reader, Kim Jongin | Kai/Reader, Bae Joonyoung | Jacob/Reader, Kim Younghoon/reader, Lee Jaehyun | Hyunjae/reader, Lee Juyeon/Reader, Moon Hyungseo | Kevin/Reader, Choi Chanhee | New/Reader, Ji Changmin | Q/Reader, Ju Haknyeon/Reader, Kim Sunwoo/Reader, Son Youngjae | Eric/Reader, Park Sungjin/Reader, Park Jaehyung | Jae/Reader, Kang Younghyun | Young K/Reader, Kim Wonpil/Reader, Yoon Dowoon/Reader, Park Jinwoo | Jin Jin/Reader, Kim Myungjun | MJ/Reader, Lee Dongmin | Cha Eunwoo/Reader, Moon Bin/Reader, Park Minhyuk | Rocky/Reader, Yoon Sanha/Reader, Yoon Jisung/Reader, Ha Sungwoon/Reader, Hwang Minhyun/Reader, Ong Seongwoo/Reader, Kim Jaehwan/reader, Kang Daniel/Reader, Park Jihoon/Reader, park woojin/reader, Park Jungsoo | Leeteuk/Reader, Kim Heechul/Reader, Kim Jonghoon | Yesung/Reader, Shin Donghee | Shindong/Reader, Lee HyukJae | Eunhyuk/Reader, Choi Siwon/Reader, Lee Donghae/Reader, Kim Ryeowook/Reader, Cho Kyuhyun/Reader, Liu Xian Hua | Henry/Reader, Han Geng | Hankyung/Reader, Kim Kibum | Kibum/Reader
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one in a lifetime love
ONG SEONGWOO X READER Type | Genre: drabble | fluff/angst Word Count: 535 A/N: Heâs my current obsession, so I just wanted to write a small something!Â
How many years had it been? ... Too many.
So what were the chances youâd run into him here, at the Seattle airport, out of all places?
âNoona...â He spoke first. His voice was cautious, as if he was worried he might scare you off. It wasnât an unreasonable thought. You would probably have turned around and walked away if you werenât frozen to your spot. â... How have you been?â He added softly. Unlike you, he didnât seem uncomfortable at all, but his fingers gave him away as they continuously twisted against each other.
The first thought that ran into your head was, the nerve of this guy. He broke your heart almost a year ago, walked straight out of your life, and never looked back. And now he was here, asking you how youâve been... âFuck you!â, you wanted to shout.Â
But you wouldnât let him see how pathetic you were. After all, the last image he had of you was you sobbing on the floor, gripping the lining of his jeans tightly, begging him to try and make things work. You had never been a desperate person, but for him, you had been willing to throw away the last few shreds of dignity just for the chance to stay by his side. Â
You werenât ashamed of it. If anyone asked about your break up, you didnât lie to make yourself sound more apathetic and cool. âYou know that once in a lifetime kind of of love?â Youâd say. âHe was that for me.â A sigh would always escape your lips before admitting, âBut I guess I wasnât that for him.â It was a hurtful, shitty truth... but a truth you had to face nonetheless.Â
And after 10 months, you had thought you had successfully picked yourself up and moved on. It would be a lie to say you were completely over him, but you were at a point where the thought of him only popped up twice a week or so, and even then just oh so briefly.Â
But all of that resolve and pride you had regained suddenly weakened at the mere sight of him. And with the sound of his voice, you felt like you were completely crumbling. He was slowly coming closer. You didnât realize you were holding your breath until you had to take a big breath to catch some air. Your hands were pure white as they wrapped around your backpack straps in a death grip as if theyâd give you some sense of support.Â
â... We didnât leave things on such a great note, â he mumbled. âBut um... I... I hope youâve been well...â You almost scoffed at his ill-timed sentiment. âUh... well, you look great,â he added in a lame attempt to keep the conversation going on his own. âShort hair looks good on you.â
âThanks,â was the only thing you could manage to mumble out. He seemed slightly surprised to hear your voice, but then a small smile quickly replaced his agape expression. â... Are you headed back to Incheon too?â He asked, holding up his ticket. You bit your lip and nodded. âFlight KE020?â You silently cursed in your mind and nodded.Â
âI know this is the last thing you probably want to hear but... I missed you.â
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A Gift
Summary: Youâd always kept that part of yourself hidden, or so you thought. But what if you werenât as clever as you thought, and someone had seen it all?
Characters: Ong Seongwoo x reader
Genre: fluff / magic / witchcraft au
A/N: Welcome to my first story for Frightful October!
Word count: 1,717
It happened again. You couldnât explain it, rationally at least. No one would believe you, and no one had. When you told your bestfriend she just looked at you  skeptically before laughing it off, thinking youâd consumed too much caffeine. It was then you decided to not breathe a word of it to anyone else, surely it was just your imagination, your head playing tricks on you. You couldnât actually freeze time or make things move on their own.
You laughed nervously at yourself as you turned around, making sure no one saw you as you picked up your backpack from the desk, quickly gathering the rest of your belongings and shoving them inside. Pushing the chair in you closed your eyes briefly, taking a deep breath as you headed towards the exit.
Were you not careful enough? Did someone see? All these thoughts were running through your mind as panic started to set in. Your heart started to beat faster in your chest the closer you got to the large wooden doors of the library, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up as you suddenly felt like you were being watched. Â
âY/Nâ
You stopped as you heard your name. With a deep breath you turned around. Lifting your head higher your blue eyes were met with his brown ones, a smug smile on his face.
âYou forgot theseâ he said, handing you a few loose sheets of paper that had fallen out of your notes. âThey looked important. Why are you reading about mag-â
You snatched them from his large hands then, cutting him off mid sentence. Heat rushed to your cheeks, a light blush suddenly colouring them.
âYah Seongwoo, who said you could read something that doesnât belong to you?â you questioned him. He continued to smile at you, his eyes washing over your flustered appearance, clearly enjoying watching you squirm.
It had been this way for as long as youâd known him. Ong Seongwoo, the boy next door. He took every chance he got to annoy you, to pester you and make you have a complete meltdown. You had no idea what made you so fascinating to him, you rarely hung out during school times, being in different cliques and all. You saw him every now and then when you were home, a habit of living next door, but other than that he always seemed to pop up unexpectedly every time. He shrugged at your question, his hand now moving to readjust his backpack.
âYou seemed in a rush to leave and i noticed your notes. I figured you would need them back. I was only trying to be nice Y/N. I am a nice person you knowâ he responded, staring at you incredulously trying to get his point across.
You sighed. There was no point in trying to argue with him, he always found a way to outtalk you.
âThank youâ you simply said. âYou still shouldnât have snoopedâ
âI couldnât help myself, itâs not every day you read about people moving things with their mindsâ he teased, his arms now flailing about as he got animated âI mean how awesome would it be. Wouldnât you like to? You could get yourself a snack without having to get up-â
âSeongwoo!â you whispered hastily scolding him, your own hands reaching out to stop him from making a scene. He just looked at you, the smirk appearing once more.
âWhat?â
You stared at him, unable to believe that heâd ask you that, especially since the topic you were both talking about wasnât your everyday conversation starter. Let alone you were currently still in the library, a place of silence and Seongwoo was anything but. He waited for your response, the smirk still spread across his face, his eyes now forming half moons as he realized heâd wound you up. âNevermindâ You sighed deeply in defeat as you turned away from him and made your way to the exit once more.
âWhat itâs not like you can actually do magic Y/N. Or can you?â
You froze for the second time in a matter of minutes. You fought with yourself on whether or not to continue the conversation, knowing very well that heâd most likely only said that to rile you up again. He didnât actually believe what heâd asked. Or did he? You stood contemplating your next move.
âAre you going to answer me?â You could hear it in his voice then, he was getting impatient with you. He teased you or worked you up, but very rarely did he get impatient. You turned to face him again, finding yourself playing into his games, even though you didnât want to.
You couldnât form a proper response, you watched as his face contorted from impatience, to confusion, to something else entirely. Something youâd never seen before.
âHow could- I mean why would..I donât have time for thisâ
That was when it happened. Again, but this time you were in control. Your hands reached out as if you were pushing him away. It all happened within a second. Everything around you had now frozen. You scanned the scene in front of you. Students at their desks mid flip through a book, some having a conversation but nothing was coming out. And then you turned to Seongwoo. He was still glaring at you, though he would know no better. You walked over to him and lightly touched his hand.
âIâm sorryâ you whispered as you finally left the library and his never ending questions.
Sitting in your room on your bed a few hours later you found yourself in a state of restlessness. You had never knowingly used your magic on someone before, yes at times your emotions were out of control and things froze or exploded by themselves, but you hadnât known that would happen.
This time however you had done it with intent and that didnât sit well with you. You were always told by your grandmother to never harm another living soul, that the magic in your veins was a gift, and one to treasure. Technically you didnât harm him, he wouldnât know, he would just think you left really fast, but that didnât change the fact that you had invaded into his mind.
Suddenly you were shaken out of your thoughts as you heard a loud banging coming from your front door. Getting up from your bed you rushed towards the door, the banging increasing the longer you took to answer it.
âHold on, Iâm coming!â You shouted.
Turning the knob as you began to open the door, you didnât get very far as it was pushed open further by the person making the incessant noise.
He walked straight into your house, taking the handle from you and closing the door behind him quickly before he turned back towards you.
âOng, what are you doing here?â
Your eyes washed over him in confusion and panic as you noted his appearance. He was breathing heavily, as if for some reason he couldnât calm down. He stood there for what seemed like an eternity, just watching you. You started to become uncomfortable, not used to being scrutinized by someone, let alone Seongwoo, who had still yet to say why he was here.
âWhy do you always do that to me?â he finally said, his voice much quieter than you anticipated.
âPardon?â
âYou know what I mean. You always brush me off, one second youâre there and the next youâre notâ
âI donât know what youâre on about..â
âDon't play dumb with me Y/N. You know exactly what I meanâ he moved closer to you then, the space between you almost non existent âYou think I donât know what you are? What you can do? What you do to me?â
His voice became pained then, one hand reached for yours, as the other found  its way to your cheek. The air around you seemed to disappear as you struggled to breathe. Was this really happening? Seongwoo pulled you into him, his brown eyes pleading with yours to hear what he was trying to tell you, to show you.
âW-what do I do to you? W-what do you think I am?â you stuttered.
He smiled then.
He leaned down ever so slowly, both hands now cupping your cheeks as he gently grazed your lips with his. Your body froze momentarily before you realized what was happening. Ong Seongwoo was kissing you. And you were kissing him back. Your arms reached to wrap around his neck as you moved to deepen the kiss, your body now alight with desire, but before you could lose yourself completely to the feeling, a loud smash startled you both.
Letting go of each other you turned in the direction of the noise to find the hallway mirror shattered into pieces, nowhere near where it had previously hung.
âWhat just happened?â
âI think we broke the mirrorâ
âI.. we didnât do that..â you stumbled, realising that yes, you could have done that. Your emotions were heightened.
Seongwoo chuckled softly as he pulled you into his arms.
âYouâre a witch Y/N. Thatâs what i -know- you areâ
âWh-â He shushed you with his index finger, to tell you he wasnât done talking.
âAnd you drive me completely crazy. Iâve known for years, why do you think I always pester you and enjoy working you up?â
Your mouth hung open then, and he continued to chuckle at your lack of observation.
âI needed to find proof, to make you use your powers, and to make you see that I donât think youâre a weirdo. That you can trust meâ
You were completely and utterly shocked. You had thought you were always careful, that no one had seen you, but he had seen you. Seongwoo, the boy next door who continuously pestered you, who always found ways to make you flustered, it all made sense now.
Your vision began to blur as tears filled your eyes. How had he known? How did he not find it unbelievable, instead he just accepted it. Accepted you, how you were entirely.
âReally?â
He nodded happily, his arms wrapping around you even tighter.
âWhat can i say, youâve put a spell on meâ
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In Terms of Fire & Ice {7}

A/N: yâall, iâm officially back from haitus two months after i said i would and iâm sorry for disappearing! i just got run over by responsibilities and life ^-^;;;;;;;;;; but please enjoy the latest installment of in terms!
Pairing: Wanna Oneâs Seongwoo x Reader
Genre: Angst, fuckboi!seongwoo, rich!seongwoo, enemies to lovers!au
Word Count: Roughly 2k
Parts: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7
âSo, how was the date?â Nayoung asked as the two of you stood side by side in the cramped bathroom; she was leaning against the sink, watching you remove your makeup intently.
âCan you not stare a hole into my temple, please?â you retorted. Your mascara was proving to be difficult to remove. âAnd it wasnât a date. It was just me paying back on a favor.â
âY/N, the moment you came back, your hair a mess, your clothes covered in grass, and that,â she jabbed at the bruise blooming on your collarbone, âit was confirmed a date.â
âWell, we did do some,â you paused, âdate-like things, but it wasnât a date.â
âWell, what are those date-like things, Miss Y/N?â
âYeah,â you said softly, leaning yourself closer in to him, âyou can kiss me.â With those words whispered, Seongwoo closed the gap between the two of you. At first you didnât register the kiss. It was something foreign to you. After years of no practice, you seemed to have forgotten exactly how to conduct yourself. As your brain goes into overdrive on how to react to the kiss, your body freezes.
âNervous?â he murmured against your lips. You could feel his lips forming a smirk, brushing fleeting touches against yours.
âShut up,â you mumbled back, âbefore I change my mind.â
âDonât have to tell me twice, princess.â He leaned back in to capture your lips, bringing his hand up to cup your cheek. You shut your eyes tight, slowly finding yourself reciprocating. Seongwoo gently pushes you back until you feel your back hitting the mattress. You moved your hands to the back of his neck, trailing them upwards to thread into his hair. It seemed like all of your perfectly practiced self control had flung itself out the window the moment you realized exactly how long ago you last kissed someone, and it maybe also has to do with the fact the asshole that was trailing his hands down your body also happened to be a very good kisser.
Your mind was a flurry of trailing thoughts, hazy with ideas of where exactly was this night leading. His lips moved against yours languidly, breaking away every now and then, only to return to their previous motion after hearing you whine. Seongwoo was still hovering over you, but he shifts his legs, wedging one between yours. The hand that had found purchase on the curve of your neck moved its way down, fumbling with the buttons of your dress. You didnât notice exactly what he was doing until he reached the third button and the cold suddenly hit your bare skin.
âH-hey, what are you doing?â you asked nervously, pushing yourself up. Seongwoo didnât seem to hear you as his hands continued their ministrations. âStop it!â you exclaimed, shoving his hands away from you. Your face started to heat up, and you quickly blinked away the tears that threatened to fall from your eyes. âOf course,â you thought, âof course this is why he asked you out.â
You began to button your dress back up with trembling hands. âIf you just wanted an easy lay, you couldâve asked another girl out,â you said, surprised by the steeliness of your voice. Once your top button was refastened, you stood up, smoothed down your dress and glared at Seongwoo. âI canât believe your actual nerve, Ong.â For a split second, you almost thought you saw fear cross his eyes, but you werenât an idiot. This was Seongwoo you were dealing with; that guy knew exactly how to play with someoneâs heart, and you thought yourself way too smart to fall for his ploy. âTake me back to the school,â you said. When you realized he was still rooted to his seat, you uttered, âPlease,â your voice wavering slightly.
âHey, Y/N,â Seongwoo finally got up, âprincess, I didnât mean to go that far.â He tried cupping your cheek, but you turned away.
âBut you did go that far,â you snapped, âIâm not just something you can use as you please, jackass. I actually thought you were interested in me and wanted to go on a date, but no, youâre just after my goddamn fucking virginity!â You were raging at this point, all the angry words that jumped around your brain came tumbling out of your mouth. âNow Iâm here feeling like an absolute idiot knowing Iâm just another one of your trophies! I fucking hate you!â Those last four words were accentuated by you jabbing your pointer finger into his chest.
âY/N,â he said as he grabbed your wrist, âcan you just listen to me?â You tried pulling away. âY/N, please?â You continued trying to escape from his steel grasp. âY/N!â
âWhat?â you spat back, âIâm not one of your playthings, Ong. Your lies wonât work on me.â
âBut Iâm not going to lie to you.â You scoffed at his statement. âY/N, listen, you know how many girls Iâve been with? A lot.â
âYouâre not really helping your case.â
âNo, hear me out. Look, Iâve been with a lot of girls, but none of them make me feel the way I feel about you.â
âWow, how romantic,â you mock-swooned, âI really want you to just,â you paused before deadpanning, â fuck off right now.â
âYou know how goddamn scared you make me? I canât act around you like I do with other girls, okay? You see right through me. And Iâm sorry I went to far, but you drive me absolutely insane. All I could think about when I was kissing you was-â
âWhat?â you asked, âStripping me of my virginity? Wow, I really want to punch you in the face right now.â
âNo. I was thinking how, for once, I actually felt something besides lust while kissing you. I swear this is the gayest shit I have ever uttered in my entire life, and Daniel will roast me into oblivion. But,â he took a deep breath, âY/N, I really like you, and I know youâre pissed beyond my comprehension right now, but Iâm telling you the absolute truth. I am 100% head over heels attracted to you. Iâm attracted to the way your brows furrow when youâre solving a problem in math. Iâm attracted by how your tongue slightly sticks out when youâre organizing files at work. Iâm attracted to how intimidated you make me feel, how you actually call me out on the misogynistic bullshit I accidentally end up doing or saying. I am wholeheartedly attracted to you. Just give me another chance to not fuck it up?â
âWhat did you say?â Nayoung asked, now that the two of you were lounging in your respective beds.
âI told him if he really liked me, heâd pull a page from every other asshat who went after me and just leave me alone,â you grumbled, shifting under your blankets.
âEven after he declared his wholehearted affection for you?â
âThe guyâs a professional casanova. Of course heâd say lies like that to get me into trusting him, only to lure me into his bed and leave me the moment he gets what he wants.â
âAnd what exactly does he want?â she teased. You sat up to give your friend an unamused look. âWhat?â she asked, âYou never know, he could like you.â
âYeah right,â you snorted, âand I like him.â
Monday morning came about quickly, and Seongwoo had not messaged you since the âdateâ Saturday. Even though you kept yourself angry at the certain raven-haired boy, you couldnât help but check your phone all throughout Sunday for something. Maybe it was that part of you that hoped maybe he did mean it and would try even harder to win you over. But again, itâs Ong you were thinking of. He couldâve easily found some other girl; someone easier, someone who would give him just what he wanted. Those thoughts made you scoff, angry at the thought of possibly trusting him. Yet, you found yourself with that ugly green monster making itself at home in your mind, obsessively checking his social media for any form of another female to occupy him for that one day he left you in silence. But nothing popped up. âIt was as if his dick could actually control itself for a day,â you mused as you walked into the mathematics building...only to stop abruptly at the sight that laid before you.
The male underclassmen were lined up on either side of the hallway, each one holding onto a small envelope. You spied Seongwooâs group of friends standing at the end of the hallway, beckoning for you to walk towards them. You finally regained control over your feet and began walking towards your classroom. Â The underclassmen handed you their envelopes and suddenly the intercom clicked on.
âAttention, Evanson students,â Seongwooâs voice rung out, âbefore Dr. Harris realizes Iâm hijacking the morning announcements, I would like to say something to a very special person. Y/N L/N, I am sorry. Like, I acknowledge Iâm an asshat who treated you like any other girl I usually go after when you are so much more to me than an easy lay. No offense to those girls, but like, sorry, itâs true. You mean way too much to me for me to just let you get away, so in a very extra way, I apologize, and hopefully youâll find it in yourself to forgive me and give me another chance. Plus, I hope you open all those envelopes in secret; Iâd rather not lose my manhood today. Actually, do whatever you want, just please give me another chance. And-â
His voice was cut off by a loud screech, indicating Dr. Harris had indeed realized he had hijacked the morning announcements.
âWhat did the envelopes say?â Nayoung asked, eyeing the stack you clutched tightly in your hands. The two of you were walking back to the dorms after eighth period, passing by the deanâs office on the way.
âI think thatâs for me and him to know,â you cheekily stated, motioning your head to the deanâs office where Seongwoo now sat, probably getting the lecture of the era. Nayoung gave you a funny look before simply shrugging and making her way towards the dorms, leaving you to wait outside the deanâs office.
Fifteen minutes passed before Seongwoo emerged from the office, looking completely drained of energy. âY-Y/N, um, hey,â he said sheepishly, âI see you got the envelopes.â
âYeah,â you looked at the boy that stood in front of you. The usual confidence was gone. He averted your gaze, choosing to look at the linoleum floors instead. âLook, did you mean everything you said in these notes?â you inquired. He nodded slowly. âAll 206 of them?â you pressed.
âYou kept count?â he asked, that telltale smirk emerging. You faltered, trying to find a reason for keeping count without letting on too quickly he was forgiven.
âW-well, we didnât do anything in econ today, so-â your lie was cut off when he enveloped you in a hug.
âGod, I was so scared youâd still be upset with me,â he mumbled into your hair.
âAnd why would you be scared?â you asked, fully knowing why. But you needed to hear it again. You needed those words molded in his voice.
âBecause I like you, and it scares me,â he said the moment he let go of you. âThis is the first time I havenât been on the receiving end,â he dryly laughed at that statement. His smile faded the longer you stayed silent. âAre you still upset?â he asked softly.
âA little,â you finally caved, âbut Iâm giving you another chance.â He lit up at those words. âBut,â his smile died down, âit has to be on my terms. Agree?â He nodded eagerly. âGood, youâre doing all the coffee runs at internship this week. You have to walk me to all of my classes,â you paused to think of the run heâd have to do for your fourth period class, âAll. And, you cannot engage physical contact with me for a week. No hugs, hand holding, nothing. But, I can engage with you. Can you handle that, Ong?â The smirk that graced his lips threw you for a loop.
âAnything for you, princess.â
âGood, if you can handle that, consider yourself forgiven.â
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Produce 101/Wanna One: Ong Seongwoo
Preview:
You learned something months ago, Ong was stubborn, stupid, reckless and ungrateful; however, you always wanted to pry him open until you get to break down his great wall that he built himself to look strong and see who he really is to himself and to other people. In the end, you were kind to him and him not so much.
Keep it simple, not too rushed nor too long. You moved your head to get a closer look at the model when you messed up his brow. You hung your head to start at the ceiling before letting out a sigh, âI fucked up your other brow.â
âJesus, whatâs up with you today?â Mark asked, his face scrunching up as he scratched the side of his nose. The boy gave you a curious look when you dropped your materials on the desk and brought the mug to your lips. He was waiting for you to tell him exactly, but he refused to push you.
Slowly, you brought the mug back down then grabbed a cotton pad for the mistake you created to retouch the make up on his face. Mark watched you struggle to keep your breath even until eventually you grunted with a small âfuck.â
Mark said, âIâm all ears.â
âAnd one malicious mouth.â You retorted to which Mark glared at, he said, âIsnât always true.â
Mark fluttered his eyes until you spoke for him, âItâs the next door water boy.â
âWhat? Did he try to get in your pants?â He asked while furrowing his brows. You answered frankly, âNo.â
Mark clicked his tongue against the back of his teeth, âThen whatâs the problem?â
âHeâs wasted on my doorsteps and heâs inside my room now. Honestly, Iâm panicking because we donât really like each other.â You explained making the model sigh. âI thought you were all ears.â
âI did say ears, not body.â He commented.
âWhat was his name again?â Mark asked, watching the male devour a bowl of cereal. He added, âHe looks homeless far from what water boy should look like.â
You pinched the bridge of your nose whilst saying, âYou know we only call him water boy because he always drinks.â
âCouldâve called him alcoholic instead. His name?â
âOng Seongwoo.â The other male replied shifting his gaze to you after wiping the remains of the milk on his lips. He then turned his gaze to the clock before grabbing his jacket and searching for the apartment keys in each pocket.
Mark tilted his head to look at you only for you to stare down at Ong. He kept his head low as he walked closer to the door without a word even a little appreciation. Mark said once Seongwoo left, âHeâs frank.â
âHeâs very moody too.â You uttered before brewing yourself another cup of coffee. Without wasting time, you retouched and refined the make up of Mark before he bid goodbye and left you behind your apartment.
The studio was spacious if there werenât clothes scattered on the ground like before when you first moved in. You moved in during the mid of June, just a few months after Ong. Most nights you were completely satisfied always out to party and coming home with a guy to waste the drunken night on. Now, your home was just another mess--a reminder of how much youâve fallen into a pit of a dark and lonesome place.
You shut your eyes for a moment to clear your mind from any thoughts that could only make the situation worse. Then, you heard it, âWait!â
You walked closer to the door, eavesdropping, âIâll pay my rent in a few weeks. All Iâm asking for is a little time.â
The old woman replied, âYou havenât paid in months and you believe weâll wait. Get out.â
After their conversation, you waited for a few seconds before opening your door only to see Ong clench his jaw and ball his hands into fists. He turned to his right to glare at you, âWhat?â
You werenât disturbed by his anger, youâve witnessed too much of it despite differently from other people. You asked calmly, âYou need a place to stay?â
You learned something months ago, Ong was stubborn, stupid, reckless and ungrateful; however, you always wanted to pry him open until you get to break down his great wall that he built himself to look strong and see who he really is to himself and to other people. In the end, you were kind to him and him not so much.
He didnât respond to you, he never felt the need to. So he went back in and slammed the door shut leaving you to yourself once again.
You didnât really like recounting the days, you disliked looking at the time or even the date. There was no need for you to remind yourself what month or year it was, no one ever asked you either. However, you did recall a certain knock on your door on a Sunday evening. It was a hard one, short but loud.
When you unlocked the door, you saw a shivering Ong Seongwoo. It was pouring that night, so you left the door open for him to enter before heating up a cup of tea. Simple enough for his taste.
âHere.â You said as you handed him the porcelain cup, he willingly took the warm beverage.
This time you asked him, âWhat happened to you?â
âMind your business,â he said.
You offered him a sly smile, âThen fuck off.â
He let out a shaky sigh before muttering a small apology then returning to his normal state. He didnât speak a word as usual, so you offered him the couch, a set of dry clothes, and some dinner.
It became a normal routine the next day, only he prepared breakfast for the both of you as his way of showing thanks before leaving yet again.
You saw him in the gym, it was one of your day offs--a Thursday. You were actually supposed to stay in Markâs studio when you saw him jogging down the streets and into the UBC, Universal Boxing Center, gym. You followed him in and saw him throw a couple of punches at the trainer.
The trainer pointed to you and told Ong, âLook a girl.â
âWonât work, coach.â He gritted his teeth when you let out a cough making him turn to you and knocking him on the ground immediately.
âKeep your eyes focused, Ong!â His coach reminded him to which he grunted and pushed himself up, sparing you a long glance which you raised one of your brows at him.
One of the males laughed, âIâm sure heâs focused.â
âFuck off, Kai.â Ong retorted before turning back to his coach and kicking him on the side and shin. The older male groaned in pain, Ong said, âServes you right, old man.â
He took off his gloves and wraps when you approached him. He sighed, âWhat the fuck are you doing here?â
âCuriosity brought me here since you never bother to talk to me at all.â You said while folding your arms in front of your chest. He said, âThereâs nothing to talk about.â
âThereâs a lot to talk about.â You huffed out. He placed his wraps inside of his bag and changed his shirt without paying mind to your presence, âWell, what do you want to talk about?â
You slowly gulped, âWhat is your job, Ong?â
âIâm a boxer.â He clicked his tongue. You questioned, âA professional one?â
âNo.â He said before asking you one of his own, âWhat about you?â
âIâm not a boxer, Ong.â He rolled his eyes at you until you answered him correctly, âIâm a make up artist.â
He muttered, âIt suits you.â
It had been a year when he first moved in your studio and he tried to leave a couple of times, but he couldnât. Most nights werenât innocent, he didnât frequently sleep on the couch anymore; he liked your bed, he liked having you next to him. Those nights heâd keep you under him almost making it too hard for him to leave.Â
Mornings were the same, youâd lie completely bare beside him and none of you would mind it. He wasnât always naked, but he did like skimming his fingers against your skin.
Ong talked to you a lot more than before, he realized he wanted a better life and he loved you a lot more.
âHey.â He said one morning, âThank you.â
âWhat for?â You asked.
âFor following me into the UBC,â he added, âI fell in love with you there.â
You smiled curling up against him, âReally?â
He slid his palm against the skin of your arm before inhaling your shampoo, âHonestly thought you were cute when you followed me. Thought it might work out if I started running near your friendâs studio.â
âYou planned it.â You laughed when he brushed his nose against yours.
Seongwoo said, âCouldnât wait for fate to do it all alone for me.â
You nodded, âI fell in love with you when you came back that evening.â
He didnât ask why, he never wanted to ask you why because what he found important was that you were with him over all the others who couldâve given you a better start--he could never ask you why.
Yet you answered his untold question, âBecause you decided on me instead of anyone else.â
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Fin. | Ong Seongwoo
Genre;; ANGST
Warnings;; cheating mentioned, swearing
Pairing;; Ong Seongwoo x reader
Requested;; yes,, by anon here (I hope this is sad enough)
Summary;; When did he stop loving you, and why didnât he tell you earlier?
Style;; bullet point
Word Count;; 1052
Other (happier) Seongwoo works;; Mafia | Swimmer | Friends to Lovers
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Seongwoo wasn't sure when he started to fall out of love with youÂ
it seemed to all happen so quickly, too quickly
almost like he woke up one day, and suddenly your smile didn't make his heart skip a beat anymore
he wasn't sure when he started looking at other people, falling in love with someone else
when did your laugh go from being music to his ears to something that annoyed him?
as much as he may have fallen out of love with you, he didn't want to hurt you that was for sure
even if there was no love, he still liked you as a person
but he'd already done the worst thing he could do, worse than breaking up with you straight
there was a girl, at a party he went to with his friends
she'd flirted with him, and maybe it was the fact that he was drunk or maybe it was something else, but he flirted back
but he ended up doing more than flirting back
he didn't come home
all he'd told you that he was meeting some friends for lunch, people you knew and were also friendly with
you were expecting him to be back, but when the clock struck midnight and the dinner you'd made for him was sitting stone cold on the kitchen table of your apartment
you gave up
maybe he got caught up? decided to stay out for drinks? got too drunk and crashed at a mates place?
you had no reason to doubt him, he was loyal to a fault and well... you loved him to such a point where it blinded all other possibilities
so when he turned up the next day, fumbling with his keys outside your apartment at gone 1pm, you let him in - no questions asked
quite frankly, he looked like shit, the massive hangover he had making his movements sluggish and the secret he was now keeping from you making his face sullen
"Did you have fun last night?"
when your bright eyes met his, he almost jumped back
you chalked this up to just... the fact that he was hungover as hell
"I'm sorry..."
you laughed at his mumbled words and handed him paracetamol and water, thinking he was just apologising for staying out and not telling you
"Why are you laughing?"
"You think I'd be mad at you for staying out with your friends?"
he shook his head as you spoke, taking the pills quickly and holding his head in his hands
"That's not what happened."
something wasn't right
his voice was cold, icy, something you'd never heard directed towards you
when he'd been drunk or hungover before he was just very... clingy... but this was different, and not in a good way
"Seongwoo-"
"You're not going to like what I'm about to say..."
any words you tried to say seemed to get stuck in your throat as you waited for him to continue, an odd feeling of fear brewing in your heart
"I slept with someone else."
those 5 words seemed to be like daggers, hitting you right in the heart
your legs failed you, and you clung to the kitchen counter in a desperate attempt to stay standing up
"You did what?"
you looked into his eyes, searching for something, a hint of it being a joke, a prank him and his friends pulled
you desperately thought of excuses in your head, thinking he'd suddenly burst into laughs like usual and claim all he meant was that he slept in the same bed as one of his friends
but the look on Seongwoo's face, the words that slipped from his lips, they were stone cold with no hint of joking
if it was true... who was it? someone you knew? a friend? a set-up by his friends?
"I'm sorry, y/n, really-"
"Who?"
"What?
"Who did you sleep with?"
Seongwoo stepped back from you, sighing slightly and taking another sip of water
"She was from a bar-"
"Do you love her?"
he frowned at your spat out question, raising an eyebrow and putting down the glass of water
"Why does that matter?"
you took a deep breath, your own eyebrows furrowed as you stared him in the eyes and repeated yourself
"Do you love her?"
"I don't understand why-"
you balled up your fists in frustration, rolling your eyes at his response
"I asked you a question, Seongwoo."
"I don't understand why that matters."
you let out a deep sigh, breaking eye contact and turning away from him, looking at him seemed to make you feel sick to the stomach
"It matters because you say you love me. If you love her, then all that is a lie."
"But I don't-"
"You don't what, Seongwoo? Understand? Answer me!"
"I don't love you anymore, why does it matter if I love her?"
it took you a second to process his words, your mind going over and over them
he... doesn't love you anymore? what was that supposed to mean?
how could he be saying that, when just seeing him made your days easier, his laugh making even the worst situations seem like nothing but a drop in the ocean
how can he say that, after all this time of saying the exact opposite?
you turned back to face him, recognising the regret that flashed across his face as he saw your tear filled eyes
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"Is it true? You don't love me?"
"I didn't mean for it to turn out like this."
"Screw what you meant for it to turn out like, do you love me or not?"
"I don't."
"Then, please, get out."
you stood for a second, face to face
you still searched his eyes, desperately looking for the sparkle that was there when you first fell in love
but they were dark and cold, just like how he was acting
he was the first to move, breathing out slowly and picking up his keys off the kitchen table
"I'll come back and pick up my stuff later. If you don't want to see me, go out."
he walked towards the front door of your apartment, past the pictures of you two that lined the walls, not once looking back
and then, he was gone.
seongwoo im sorry
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about last night
gif originally posted by woojinÂ
requested: yes! but i decided to change it up a bit format: in paragraphs characters: Ong Seongwoo x Reader, Wanna one genre: fluff, angst (?), implied smut word count: 2.9k summary: What would happen if Seongwoo picks you up from the bar from drinking after a break up and takes you to his apartment? warning/s: steamy scenes, implied smut and language authorâs note: it took so long for me to actually finish this but i really wanted to do better and improve my writing! i still hope that youâll like it! if you have any comments or suggestions about my blog or this scenario, please donât hesitate to let me know! other than that, i hope youâll like it! have fun reading!
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Seongwoo reached his apartment door with a tired, exhausted face. With all the strength left in his body, he managed to unlock his door. He sighed. He felt relieved that he was finally home ready to bury himself under the soft blankets that laid untouched in his bed.
It was supposed to be a night where he can take rest. And it was relaxing until the clock hit 11:30 pm. Unknowingly, he passed out in the living room as soon as he finished eating the leftovers that he heated up as soon as he got home.
In Seongwooâs deep sleep, his phone rang from the side table in the living room. With a blurry vision as he just woke up, he was able to read the callerâs name.
âKangâ, it said. Seongwoo immediately picked up the call.
Seongwoo, who was still half-asleep, immediately answered the phone with âheâhelloâ
âWeâre at Jisungâs house right now! come over! Everyoneâs here except for youâ Daniel excitedly exclaimed to his best friend on the other side of the call.
âW-wait whatâ Seongwoo who was confused and was trying to process what his friend just said.
âWhatever man, just come over! weâre all waiting for you here, just bring yourself⊠and maybe if you want to bring y/n, your BEST FRIEND, then go aheadâ Daniel laughed.
Seongwoo on the other line scoffed and rolled his eyes, âShut up, sheâs probably with her boyfriend right nowâ
âSo sheâs not with you?â once again, Daniel was dying out of laughter, teasing Ong.
Seongwoo couldnât say anything other than, âWhatever, Iâll be there soonâ so he just ended the call.
He groaned as he got up from his comfortable position in the couch wanting to lay there for the rest of the night but also wanting to get drunk to relieve some stress and to forget about the feelings that heâs been trying to conceal even just for a bit.
âYOURE FINALLY HERE, WEâVE BEEN WAITING MANâ Daniel screamed as soon as Seongwoo entered Jisungâs place.
As cliché as it sounds, the laughter and the positive atmosphere of being with his friends allowed Seongwoo to lighten up and it lessened his tiredness.
Most of the guys were already tipsy and but it wasnât to the point where he would say theyâre drunk or wasted.
Seongwoo sat on the couch beside Minhyun, he took the shot glass while Minhyun poured a shot for Seongwoo.
âYou okay?â Minhyun genuinely asked as he pour his friendâs drink, out of all of Ongâs friends, Minhyun was the one who didnât normally tease Seongwoo about his situation with his girl bestfriend, you.
âYeah Iâm fine, just stressed and tiredâ Seongwoo responded casually.
âHow is she?â Minhyun asked again as he placed the alcoholâs bottle back to the table.
âSheâs great, sheâs probably with her boyfriend right now out at the barâ Ong managed to fake a chuckle after finishing his response, he attempted to give Minhyun a fake smile but Minhyun knew Seongwoo so well that he knows the difference between his friendâs genuine and fake smile.
No matter how hard Seongwoo tried to hide his feelings, no matter how hard he tried to ignore the fact that he loved you, Minhyun knew, he knew deep inside what his friend was feeling, he somewhat understood him.
The night went on with such great company, everyone was drunk at this point except for two men; Seongwoo and Minhyun.
As expected, theyâre the ones who will take care of the ones who were drunk, both of the two remaining men were a little tipsy but they can still manage.
Minhyun cleaned up a bit while Seongwoo tried to get Jaehwan and Sungwoon to get up and sleep in the room, Jisung already passed out in the couch while the younger ones were still in the guest room playing video games.
As Seongwoo tried to help Minhyun clean up the living room, his phone that was in his back pocket rang.
It was almost 3 in the morning and he was confused as his phone rang, who would be calling him at this time?
âY/Nâ appeared as the caller id.
Seongwoo sighed as he answered the phone while Minhyun stood in front of him wiping the table.
âHello?â Seongwoo answered.
âHe-heyyy ba-bbbyyâ you drunkenly responded to your bestfriend.
âWhat? Are you drunk? Whereâs your boyfriend?â Seongwoo was worried as he looked at Minhyun who had a confused expression.
âW-what arenât you m-my boyfriendâ you sarcastically laughed. Unfortunately, Iâm not, thatâs what he thought.
âWhere are you right nowâ Seongwoo said as he tried to wear his coat getting ready to head out.
âI h-have a quick questionâ you paused and Seongwoo stopped as he sensed the change of tone in your voice as you speak to your phone.
âWhyâ you sighed âWhy did you leave meâ letting out a fake laugh. There was a long delay and Seongwoo started to hear a slight sobbing on the other line.
âMy dumb ass r-really thought you w-were different. Just b-because I didnât give you what you w-wanted, youâll leave me? bullshitâ you had your head down on the counter of the bar.
At this point, Seongwoo who was on the other line was becoming furious and anxious, you sighed, âBabe, c-come back to meâ you weakly said to the phone.
âStop begging him to come back. Heâs not coming back. Where are you, Iâm gonna come and pick you up now. Its and late youâre drunkâ Seongwoo said with slight anger that was noticeable in the tone of his voice.
where are you, the only question that you were able to process at the moment
âYouâre gonna p-pick me up? Iâm at the bar near m-my Ongâs placeâ after saying where you were, you hung up and went back to the dance floor.
It wasnât new for Seongwoo to be called âMy Ongâ, you always called him that. Even if you were in a relationship, you would always call Seongwoo, âMy Ongâ. It got his hopes up that maybe, maybe one day, youâll stop wasting your time around guys who didnât actually treated you the way you should be treated. But as soon as he thought that it was only normal for you to call him that, he lost his hope again.
As soon as he opened the door of the bar, the overwhelming scent of alcohol and the sight of drunk people almost gave him a headache. He wasnât the type to go out and drink at the club, he would only be here during the times when he needs to pick you up because youâre drunk after breaking up your boyfriend.
He walked in and started to scan the place with his eyes. He was starting to get impatient because he couldnât spot you in a crowd of people until he spotted a familiar figure dancing with an unfamiliar guy.
Seongwoo became furious upon witnessing this. He tried to stay calm as he stepped closer into the both you dancing.
He felt a slight rage coming into him as the guy you were dancing with was starting to come closer and touchy with you. You personally didnât like it anymore and decided to leave but, the man you were dancing with gripped your wrist and turned you around .
âWhere are you going? We were just starting to have some funâ he smirked as he started to slip his hand around your waist.
You felt kind of scared but you didnât show him that. âNo, I gotta goâ, you tried to remove his hand from your wrist and waist.
He pulled you closer and you couldnât do anything about it because you werenât strong enough to prevent him from getting closer.
âCome on babe, letâs have some funâ
âI said no, let go of meâ you used all of your strength but there was no way to get out until you felt someone grab your wrist and said âShe said let go, so you better let goâ
You looked stunned to find out who it was. It was Seongwoo and you could see the furiousness from his eyes while he looks at the guy.
The man, however, did not let go of his grip from you. He laughed and said âWho are you to stop me?â
Seongwoo was becoming angrier each second that passes. He tightened his grip on you and pulled you away from the guy. Seongwoo forced a smile as he said âIâm her bestfriendâ
The guy you were dancing with laughed as if what Seongwoo said was funny. âYouâre just her bestfriend so get out of hereâ, Seongwoo felt insulted and you felt it.
Ong was about to hit this guyâs face with his fist that curled up because of anger but you stopped him by holding his fist and by going in between the two men.
âAnd heâs my boyfriendâ, you didnât know what you just said, maybe it was the alcohol that gave you the guts to say that, you didnât know how you managed to get that out of your mouth but a part of you felt accomplished after saying that.
You felt shy to say it out loud especially because he wasnât your boyfriend and you didnât know what he would feel about it. But you noticed that it calmed Seongwoo as you felt his fist loosened.
You turned to him and he looked at you shyly but you decided to intertwine your hands together to really prove it.
Seongwoo felt the heat rush into his face and he felt his ears turn red when he heard what you said. What more did he feel when you held hands?
After stating that he was your boyfriend, the guy was stunned and Seongwoo didnât wait for him to respond to what you said so he dragged you out of the bar with his hands wrapped around your waist to support you.
The car ride to his apartment was quiet and sort of awkward. It wasnât usually like this but as soon as the both you entered his apartment, Seongwoo guided you to his bedroom and you sat on his bed.
He hasnât said anything to you and you were too shy to start the conversation. He gave you one of his shirts and an unused boxer for you to change from your fitted dress.
You looked at him with concern in your eyes but he didnât make any eye contact with you and after handing you his clothes, he left the room silently.
After changing, you felt better and sober, you sat in his bed and a few seconds later, you heard a knock from the door.
âCome inâ you said.
Seongwoo came in with a glass of water and was about to head out right after but he stopped when you said âCan we talk?â
He turned around and sighed, âTalk about what?â He started to walk towards you and you panicked but you realized that he was only going to sit beside you.
âAbout earlier, Iâm really -â you werent able to finish what you were going to said because he interrupted you.
âWhy were you drinking? Again?â he let out a slight sigh.
âI broke up with my boyfriendâ you were nervous because you felt the tension in the air as you speak.
Seongwoo stood up and he said, âWell then maybe you should stop dating assholesâ, he sounded angry and you knew he was because he started walking towards the door.
âI only date them to forget my feelings for you, do you know how hard that is?â you felt nervous again, ready for what would happen next.
He stopped and turned to look at you with confusion drawn in his face, âWhat? What did you just say?â
âNo, Iâm not repeating what I saidâ, we all know he heard it but as usual, seongwoo was trying to play dumb and pretend he didnât hear what you just said.
He sat back to where he was sitting, now a little closer than before.
âWhat? How? Why? How is this possible?â he said to himself trying to avoid any eye contact from you
You felt rejected and you thought that he didnât feel the same way, âWhy? Do you hate me?â
âWhat? No no no, I mean I feel the same but ââ you interrupted him as he seemed really tensed.
âBut what?â you said, âI just canât believe, I mean, I can because who wouldnât fall for their bestfriend whoâs got everything rig-â
You didnt let him finish talking, you cupped his face with your hands and pressed your lips to his.
Seongwoo gave into the kiss as heâs been waiting for this moment that he never knew would ever happen. His hand wrapped around your body, pulling you closer to deepen the kiss.
The kiss was starting to deepen each second, none of the both of you didnât want to let go for air until Seongwoo slightly pushed you with a frowning face.
âDonât kiss me if youâre just going to forget about it in the morningâ he wanted more. You both did. But Seongwoo didnât want to take advantage of you in this state. He wasnât even sure if your feelings were real or if you just said that because you were drunk.
He stood up from his position but you grabbed his hand which prevented him from walking out. You pulled him back to sit down.
You match his eyes as you slowly place your arms in his shoulders sliding your hands around his neck. You pulled him closer and said, âDonât worry, I know what Iâm doing nowâ, you closed the gap in between the two of you and kissed him again.
Things escalated quickly and before you knew it, his hands were already inside his shirt that you were wearing. Hands roaming around your body, each touch sent shivers down your spine.
He slowly took over the situation. He placed you on his lap while your fingers run through his hair, leaving it in a messy state. His hands wrapped around your waist supporting your back as you both aggressively kiss each other like there was no need for air.
Seongwoo gently carries you to lay you on his bed. He pauses for a moment as he was on top of you, he admired how messy you look. A slight smirk on your face and your hair all over the place. Who knew that he would ever be in this type of situation with his beloved bestfriend?
He took off his shirt and he leaned down to kiss your forehead right after. He slowly began to remove your top and he stared at your body for a moment. He pressed his lips on your neck, slightly biting it to leave a mark.
In between your passionate kisses, he stopped and said âI need youâ with a burning look of love and lust in his eyes
You hesitated for a bit because it would be your first. But, out of every single guy in this world, your best friend, Seongwoo was the one you trusted the most. You nodded to him, the moment you nodded to him, you knew it was something that you would never regret.
You woke up covered in white sheets with Seongwooâs hand wrapped around you. Your bare body against his. You buried your face in his chest and pulled him closer to tighten your embrace with each other.
You look up to see him and he was still sleeping. You cherish the moment as you stare at his dreaming face. Remembering what happened last night, you couldnât help but smile and silently chuckle to yourself.
That slight chuckle managed to wake up Seongwoo though. You pretended to be asleep when you realized that he was finally awake.
You felt seongwooâs lips on your forehead and you thought it was the signal for you to âwakeâ up.
âGood morning, loveâ his morning voice alarmed you and you look up to see him and he had a sweet smile looking down on you.
You pretended to not know what happened so you lifted up the sheets to check if you were wearing something, âOh my god.. what happened last night..â
Seongwooâs smile slowly faded into a frown which made you feel guilty but he was so cute with it.
âOh, I think I should leave you for now so that you can get dressedâ he moved away from the position you both were in and was about to get up to leave.
You pulled him back, now facing you with a blank, sad expression on his face, he sighed and said âYou really donât remember anything?â
You laughed at the current situation and you looked at the handsome man infront of you who looked at you with a baffled expression.
âI was just kiddingâ you paused, âI remember every single bit of itâ
Ongâs gloomy expression immediately lightened up and he pulled you into a hug which made the butterflies in your stomach go wild.
He pulled back a bit and he looked at you with a sincere face and said âI love youâ
You smiled, âI love you tooâ
Exchanging âI love youâsâ seemed surreal. All this time, you both thought that your feelings for each other would stay unrequited but now itâs not because of what unexpectedly happened last night.
Seongwooâs embrace felt different this time. This time it was more intimate and romantic, not as bestfriends but, finally, as lovers as well. What more can you both wish for? Something about his embrace made you feel so safe and secure, as if no one can hurt you, it felt like home. All this time, this was where you belong, in his arms.
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Friends to Lovers!Guanlin
Requested: hi! I recently found your fics and i LOVE them!!! may I request a lai guanlin fic where reader is related to one of his cube entertainment sunbaes, please? thanks in advance!
Pairing: Wanna One Lai Guanlin x Gender Neutral Reader
Warnings: none
Sorry this took so long anon đ I was watching Buzzfeed Unsolved when writing this and so kept getting distracted.
Guanlin loved being a part of Wanna One
He really did
But when he was the victim of all his hyungs teasing, well, not even his superior height could save him
And currently, he was sitting in the middle of the dorm during dinner with his members
Nothing unusual
But, thanks to Ongniel and their gossiping like village grandmothers, they had discovered something that he had hoped would stay secret from them, for this very reason
And this was the massive crush he had
The crush on you
Jisung and Seongwoo were currently crying about how their baby was growing up
Daehwi was giggling and clapping his hands together excitedly
And Guanlin was just sitting red faced in the middle of all the commotion, being questioned left and right
"Are they cute?"
"They're probably shorter than you aren't they?"
"Are they the same age as you?"
"Who else knows?"
"Oh my god, have you flirted?!"
It was safe to say, Guanlin regretted letting Seongwu and Daniel accompany his to the CUBE building
~*~~**flashback**~~*~
It was currently 7.30 in the evening, and Guanlin was making his into the CUBE building to pick up something of his from Seonho
But due to it being darker than usual thanks to winter, Jisung decided to turn into a mother and insist that he take someone with him
Which Ong overheard and offered to drive him in the managers car, and of course Daniel decided to tag along
So there they are, Ongniel trailing behind the maknae like lost puppies
That is until they suddenly bump into his back, Guanlin having suddenly stopped
They look at each other, then at Guanlins face
Only to see that he has gone bright red, nerves plastered across his expression
Identical grins spread across their faces as they see the source of all this
You, the cute high school student currently talking to someone in a room they are passing by
Seongwoo and Daniel decide not to say anything right then, and instead wait until they are back at the dorms to tease him
~*~~**end flashback**~~*~
Which is how Guanlin ended up in this situation
With his face buried in his hands as he overhears the other boys planning what seems to be a Mission: Impossible level plan, to find out who this mysterious crush Ongniel saw is
~*~~**a few days later**~~*~
You love your brother
You really do
He gives pretty good advice
You get free tickets to his concerts, which is always cool
And his group mates are also brothers, and love to treat you, which is never a bad thing
But when he wakes you up from your after school nap to bring him food, in the cold weather with the plastic bags of chicken digging into your palms and your nose freezing off
Well,,,
Kang Hyunggu is better let you have some of this chicken
Walking into the cube building, you are pretty sure you feel eyes on you, but you just shrug it off as the security cameras facing the entrance
However, that is not the only time you feel this as you are heading to the practice room Pentagon currently occupies
(Why did they have to be in the one furthest away?)
The second incident of something weird happening is when you are just exiting the lobby
The door behind you quickly slams shut again
And as you spin around, you are pretty sure that you see a piece of cloth quickly disappear round a corner
But against, you simply brush it off
And make your way into the elevator, and head off to the right floor
Incident number three happens as you get off the lift
As the doors close behind you, to your right the door to the stairwell slams shut, and you hear the faint rush of footsteps and distant giggling
OK
Now you are starting to feel a little freaked out
But you press on and head through the dim corridors to the room Kino said he is in
The floor is eerily empty for it being only 17.45 in the evening, so you walk a little faster than usual
Behind you, you hear faint whispers
Eyes widening, your speed walking becomes a light jog
You turn the corner
And suddenly you are on the ground, a light squeal making its way out of your mouth
Your heart is beating a million times a minute
You look up, kinda expecting to see the ghost of a axe murderer or a demon child in front of you
What, or who, is actually there has your breathing a sigh of relief
"Oh god, I am so sorry!"
In front of you stands Lai Guanlin, swaggy rapper and major cutie
He holds out his hand and you take it, him easily pulling you up to your feet
Thanking him, you stand up, picking JP the thankfully intact food bags
Now, you know Guanlin
Pretty well in fact
He is actually a good friend of yours
Ever since you moved to Seoul with Kino, staying with a relative in the city so you could attend the highschool you wanted to, you became a constant around the CUBE building
And you became friends with trainee Seonho, who introduced you to Guanlin
So you feel at ease enough to blurt out
"I think this place is haunted"
The boy laughs slightly at your serious face, before a sheepish look crosses his face and he rubs the back of his neck
"Uhh, that's just my hyungs. They decided to play James Bond."
"Here? Why.....?"
"Who knows why they do anything?"
Faintly, from around the corner you hear sounds of protest, and knowing that it isn't actually ghosts, you laugh
"So, I am playing delivery person and am being layer with one of the boxes, so if you aren't busy would you want to join me for chicken?"
Guanlins face lights up at the mention of chicken, and glad that he won't have to try and wrangle his hyungs together, quickly agrees to your offer
So off you walk side by side, to drop off your brothers food
What you don't know, is that 10 boys spill out into the corridor you just vacated
Half of them cheering that their youngest got himself a 'date'
The other half complaining that he was getting chicken and they weren't
To which Minhyun gets tired of their whining and says he'll buy some for them, as he and Jisung shuffle the boys out of the building
The little "chicken date" as Woojin dubbed it, only brought more teasing upon Guanlin
And on your end of it, you were being teased by Hyunggu and the nine other Pentagon boys
See, they had always known of the small crush you harbour for Guanlin
But being the supporting "brothers" they are, they hyped you up, insisting that your feelings were definitely returned, and that you should definitely ask him out
They really boost your confidence, and so you confide in Seonho, asking for advice on how one would go about asking Lai Guanlin out
Which Seonho finds hilarious
Because just a few days before, Guanlin had come to him asking the exact same thing
So, deciding to be good wingman (read: sneak) he tells you that Guanlin has a crush on you too
And after finally managing to convince you he was telling the truth, he helps you come up with a plan
So you find out when Guanlin next has free time, and invite him out to one of the basketball courts along Han River
Thankfully, he agrees, and one afternoon you meet him there
He greets you with a gummy smile, and you return it before passing a basketball to him
"So, how about a one on one? Winner gets to choose what the loser does?" You ask him
"You're on," he replies, playfully glaring in determination at you
Now, you really weren't expecting to win
In fact, your plan was to simply tire him out a little so you have a reason to buy him food and drinks, where you could confess
So when you made the final basket, declaring your victory, you turned to face Guanlin in disbelief
Only to find him already staring at you with a small smile on his face
Later on you would find out that you only won because Guanlin kept getting distracted by you looking way to cute, with a determined look on your face and hair falling into your face - it wasn't anything to do with your skills
Going up to him, you punch his arm and ask him what's up
Shaking his head, the tips of his ears turning red, he replies with "nothing."
And deciding to take the chance that fate has given you, you change your plan a little
"So, I won. That means I choose what you do."
"That is what we agreed on, yes."
"I want you to ask me on a date."
You grin at the look on Guanlins face, and watch in amusement as he stutters slightly, eye wide and a blush on his cheeks
But finally he works up the courage to say "Would you like to go out with me?"
Of course you agree, and your first date is to a convenience store where you share ramen and warm up after the being in the chilly outdoors
And that is the start of your relationship with Guanlin
When Hyunggu finds out that he is your boyfriend, and as a result as do the rest of Pentagon, they become the usual overprotective older brothers and much to your embarrassment, corner the poor boy on one of his visits to CUBE
And the boys of Wanna One still tease him relentlessly
Though now he just shoots back a "I don't see any of you dating."
That quickly shuts them up
Oh, and Seonho gets hit by Guanlin for betraying his trust
Guanlin is so sweet on you
He loves to treat you with little trinkets from all the countries he visits while on tour with Wanna One
There's keychains, plushies, even an 'I heart Tokyo' cap
A big part of your relationship is texting
Guanlin has your contact name set as a series of emojis that he won't tell you the meaning to
And in the midst of all the memey texts you send each other, there are cute good morning/night texts to each other that neither of you will admit you send, lest the teasing get even worse
Also, you become really good friends with Jihoon (because Panwink4lyfe)
And basically, you two have the usual adorable teenage romance
And Guanlins hyungs are so jealous of the maknae
But they love you two together
Except when you encourage his savage ways
Then they banish you two from their location
Though they are thankful that you two aren't big on PDA
But cute little kisses are shared in private
And hugs are given by him a lot
He loves being big spoon
And chicken
Chicken dates forever
Requests are open!
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My lovely writing wife~ I do hope that you have a nice and relaxing time with Chelle Chats today! ^o^ Itâs been a bit since I requested, and I struggled coming up with a word prompt today. >
You know, with his release and everything (which I havenât heard yet whoops), I have to choose your Ong. The word snapshot just suits him perfectly.Â
But so does angst >_> Iâm sorry my writing wife!Â
Pairing: Ong Seongwoo x reader
Word count: 173
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âI donât look good!â
âSo let me capture that,â he teased, chuckling when you slapped him away.Â
You soon learned that taking photos was important to Seongwoo. Having a snapshot of the moment in time meant he could look back over the good times together, smiling happily as he fingered a couple of the polaroids as the memories came back to life in his head.
Although it was harder to document them, sometimes he caught the bad times in his lens as well. They were equally important to Seongwoo, knowing not everything could always feel good.
Right now felt the worst though. He wished there was more bad to outweigh the smiles before him on the wall littered in polaroids of your relationship. He knew that it was a selfish thought that stemmed from the pain of losing you, and yet he longed for the memories to erase away. Seongwoo resigned himself to the task of removing each photo from the wall in front of him.
Sometimes taking snapshots only prolonged the pain.Â
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my flower
member: ong seongwoo
summary: idol!seongwoo and female idol!you are chosen to be the new MC of Music Bank!
genre: fluff
a/n: requested by anon! so i wasnât sure how to end this iâm so sorry and i canât help but to use jbj here lol because it fits this plot anyways female reader x ong btw!
so youâre one of the the candidates to be the new MC for music bank and you really wanted to be a music show MC ever since you became an idol
because your fans and even your own members had told you that youâre great at talking and interacting with people easily as an MC
and when you received the news that youâre one of the chosen candidates for music bank, you were excited to show your skills to the producers
and when you went to talk to them, it went pretty well and you knew you could make it through, without knowing who are the rest of the candidates
and a week after that, your manager had told you that you got the position and you literally cried dramatically-- your members even recorded you doing it
and there were news headlines on you being the new MC and you came across another name before yours, and you were like âhold upâ and you read that name repeatingly
âwanna oneâs ong seongwoo?â your lips slowly mumbles out his name, your heart just drops because youâre going to work with a member from a very popular group wow
and currently right now itâs a friday which mean itâs music bank and you havenât met seongwoo yet because heâs busy with his schedules and youâre actually pretty worried since you both havenât rehearse anything
but youâre also trying to stay calm because you got this by yourself like all you need to do is be professional like how you always are whenever you become the MC for your group
as you prepare yourself to go up the stage for the first introduction, you see seongwoo coming out from his dressing room and he looks at you before smiling
and you stand there in awe because he looks handsome, and you realized you both are wearing matching outfits because music shows always do that
but the only difference is that the staff there seem to like how you and seongwoo match??? like their eyes are just focusing on you both when seongwoo approaches you
âheyâ he greets you for the first time ever, and you smile at him, âhey, ready to hit the stage?â
he nods happily and his hand gestures for you to walk first, âladies firstâ he smoothly say, as you just chuckle nervously because of this unknown feeling you have but you just throw that away,,
and you both havenât notice that the staff behind you both are squealing secretly
you and seongwoo are up on stage right before the first performer finishes, and youâre actually nervous as hell but you see seongwoo giving you smile and it calms you a little
âokay, weâre starting in 3, 2,â the producer directs, as the cameraman starts to film you both
âhello everyone,â seongwoo greets, his smile charms to the camera, as you smile, âiâm y/nâ you continue, âand iâm ong seongwooâ he follows along, before you both look at each other, smiling even wider
âand youâre watching music bankâ you both mention, in sync, now looking back to the camera
âthis week is a little special, right, y/n?â seongwoo asks you, and you nod at him and focus back to the camera, âyes thatâs right, itâs because weâre the new MCs for music bank!â you cheer happily, with seongwoo clapping his hands
âthis is our first time being MC for a music show so please show us some loveâ seongwoo says, while you tap his arm playfully, âshouldnât we show how we are first as MCs before they give us love?â
âah, thatâs right!â he says, his eyes widen, acting like heâs surprised, âbut iâm pretty sure theyâll love us because the next performer is--â
âkassyâ you smile to the camera, giving a finger heart with seongwoo as your head bumps softly on his, âi want love!â he finishes, as the light from the camera finally turns off
âthat was great!â the producer compliments, making you both happy, âthe flow was good so keep it like that and i guess you both didnât need any rehearsal after allâ he says, making you and seongwoo laugh a little
and so the entire time seongwoo and you talk naturally, without getting nervous anymore, with seongwoo acting dramatic when he introduces the next group and with you cheerfully introducing the following group
and before you know it, thereâs already articles news about you both having a good chemistry as MC together while the show is still ongoing
and to make it even better is that seongwoo prepares something in secret and youâre raising your eyebrows in confusion when you both step onto the stage again after few performances are done
and seongwoo just looks at you like he didnât do anything so you just shrugs it off
âso seongwoo, letâs talk about the next groupâ you start, grinning at him when he places his index finger on his cheek as he taps softly on it, âitâs their comeback this week and their title song is about youâ
âabout me?â your expression remains calm, but your mind turns confuse over what seongwoo has said that isnât in the script
âyes, the title is what i want to call you byâ he smirks playfully at you, before looking forward at the camera, his hand finds its way to his inner pocket of his jacket
âmy flowerâ he smoothly say, showing a cute little flower to you as your eyes look at it dumbfoundedly
âmy flower...â you mumble, before realizing that youâre on camera, âright! my flower by jbjâ you speak, embarrassed that youâre actually distracted by seongwoo, but your hand picks up the flower from his hand
the camera light turns off once again, ending with seongwoo still looking at you, his smile never leaving him when he sees you getting red over everything
âhow was i?â he dares to question you, as you lightly punch his arm
âthat wasnât part of the script...â
he leans closer to your face, âsame goes to the ones beforeâ
you back away from him, getting shy with his sudden closeness to you, âthatâs because...â
âbecause?â
âi donât know-- iâm going back to the dressing roomâÂ
seongwoo sees you walking off quickly, finding you cute that youâre affected by him which heâs starting to like about
you scroll through the phone that your hairstylist gave few minutes ago, your thumb scrolls even faster seeing the never-ending articles about you and seongwoo
âeveryone likes you bothâ one of the staff says, while the rest agrees excitedly
âwait wait, correction, everyone loves you bothâ another one says, making you close your face with your palms
âbut itâs only the first dayâÂ
âwell, besides the fact that seongwoo is popular, everyone seem to like the idea of you both togetherâ your hairstylist mentions, taking away your hands from your face, âdonât pretend like as if you donât like it, y/nâ
you look at her, busted from your true feelings, before you look away from her, âi donât like itâ you lie, itâs an obvious lie to everyone
âwhatever you say, y/n, just--â
before she could finish, thereâs a knock on the door of your dressing room and everyone seems to start to whisper and youâre pretty sure that they think itâs seongwoo
which you hope it isnâtÂ
but it is, when one of the staff quickly opens the door, revealing the handsome male
âready for the ending?â his soft voice makes you get a little affected again, as you stand up and nod, trying not make any eye contact with him
he looks at you passing by him, before he looks at your own staff, wondering whatâs going on
âsheâs shyâ one of them whispers, while seongwoo makes an âoâ face before he happily smiles, and try to catch up on you
âthe first day is going to end soon, huh?â
you hum a little, still walking without looking at him, âyeahâ
âare you...shy?â he teases, now stepping to the front to stop you from walking further
âiâm notâ you say, looking at him giving you that same smirk from just now, âwe have to go, or else weâll be lateâ
âokay then,â he shrugs, âoh by the way, i love how you put the little flower i gave to you in your pocketâ he winks at you, hopping away as your face flush in embarrassment
ây/n...why did you put there againâ you mutter to yourself, looking at the flower thatâs showing off in the pocket, as your lips slowly smile, âheâs really something, huh?â
âhey, y/n!â
your eyes looks back up quickly, with seongwoo stopping his track, his smile turns broader than before, âget ready for more flowers!â
âand then what happens when jbj finishes with their promotion?â you walk towards him, your playful grin comes onto your face
âiâm pretty sure you donât need any more flowersâ
âhow so?â
âbecause youâll already have enough flowers to see how much iâm starting to like youâ and you just get shy again,,,
and after that, you and seongwoo are casted in more shows together because of seongwooâs never-ending impromptu cheesy lines to you using song titles and everyone just loves it
besides, you love it too anyway hehe
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