#pentagon shinwon fluff

[beautifulchris]

O students

pairing: kim seungmin x gn!reader

wc: 3,4k

featuring: han jisung, loona’s chaewon, the boyz’s eric, pentagon’s shinwon, sf9’s chani

summary: for two years, you considered seungmin as a rival, until his best efforts to befriend you didn't go unnoticed anymore

genres: hogwarts!au, rivals to friends to lovers!au, ravenclaw!seungmin, ravenclaw!reader, fluff

tw: swearing, a kiss

notes: moodboard made by me, pictures found on the internet. reposting works from my old blog

order of writing: chan - jisung - minho - hyunjin - jeongin - seungmin - changbin - felix

networks: @kflixnet @k-labels @straykidsland @kwritersworld

tag list: @badwithten @soobin-chois @raethethey send ask/dm/cmment to be added!

It was common knowledge that Seungmin was an O student, and you weren’t so far behind. In the beginning of first year up until the end of second year, you were rivals. You were competitive and Seungmin was a pain. He wasn’t competitive as much, but he was better than you, and you couldn’t tolerate it. Fortunately, he asked if he could talk to you on the train to your third year and you’ve been a better person ever since; less competitive, more open and definitely more livable. Bonus, you became friends with him.

Your parents had pressured you into being the best student and it made you do and say things you regret, but Seungmin understood, which you were thankful for. They also wanted you to be a Slytherin, like them, but perhaps the Sorting Hat knew deep down who you really were.

Hogwarts had always been a second home to you. At all times, you felt cozy and relaxed despite the amount of noise and homework. Making peace with yourself made the whole experience ten times better.

The librarian came out of nowhere with an unpleasant look —the usual— and hissed to the whole library before storming out: “Pray that I won’t find out who damaged our copy of Important modern magic discoveries.”

You looked at Seungmin at the other side of the table and laughed quietly while he shook his head. You knew who it was, but you wouldn’t snitch on a fellow Ravenclaw. Especially not when he cost too much house points already.

Seungmin didn’t like studying in the Great Hall because it was too loud compared to the library, where the librarian never accepted any sound (whispers were worse than speaking out loud for her). The common room was okay, sometimes, but it was mostly a place to chill and read.

Moreover, he knew every inch of the library like the back of his hand, so he often helped restock and find books for other students if they looked lost. You found that admirable, knowing the librarian’s temperament. He didn’t seem to mind, though. In fact, she seemed to respect your friend, value even.

“I can’t believe Jisung’s scared of acromantulas,” you blurted out of the blue, the last class of defense against the dark arts still fresh on your mind.

“Me neither. He does have one fear, after all,” he shrugged. As desperate as he was, never would he use this fear to ‘tame’ his friend.

You nodded, refocusing on your task at hand, when a tired-looking Chaewon sat next to you with a light thud. She sighed, pinching her nose bridge in annoyance.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, your voice laced with worry.

“I just tutored Heejin for transfiguration but she’s not making any effort.”

“She asked the professor herself, though?”

“Exactly! Ugh, why did it have to be me?”

“Ask the professor to change tutor,” proposed Seungmin.

“Already did, but she said I was the second best choice, the first being Hyunjin, and he’s already tutoring a Gryffindor.”

“Wait. You don’t have to actually meet up, right?” You were not going to let your friend have a hard time for basically nothing.

“I guess not…”

“Then just don’t. I’m sure she doesn’t even need the help.”

“You’re right, she looked jealous over the person that genuinely needed it,” recalled Seungmin.

“I guess she likes Hyunjin or something,” Chaewon shrugged.

“Poor girl. He’s never going to see her that way,” you shook your head.

“Shhh!” hissed the librarian behind you, making you all flinch. No one saw her coming back and it put an end to your conversation.

A few days later, in history of magic class shared between Ravenclaws and Slytherins, the professor monotonously recited his 14th century’s witch hunt lesson while some classmates were playing exploding snap at the back. Seungmin was, as usual, immersed in the lecture while you were trying your best not to fall asleep. Chaewon was diligently writing down notes two rows back, next to Hyunjin who gave up on staying awake a long time ago. You’ve never spent time with the Slytherin girl, but she was close to Chaewon. You could hear mini explosions and laughter from behind you, and if you weren’t so drowsy right now, you would’ve gone to see how the game was going.

After the class, you went to the courtyard during recess with Seungmin.

“I just don’t get why flying carpets are illegal, you know? They look so much steadier than brooms,” you sighed, sitting on the low wall surrounding the courtyard, your friend following you.

“I’d tell you the reason, but you know it already.”

“Yes, they have been defined as a ‘muggle artifact’ by the registry of proscribed charmable objects, so now they’re banned. But so are brooms! I guess the ministry had to choose, and made a huge mistake.”

“Why don’t you send them an owl to make a change?” Seungmin proposed, amused by your beliefs.

“Are you out of your mind? My dad works at the ministry, I don’t fancy receiving a howler during breakfast for my ‘disrespect of the wizarding law’, thank you very much.”

You visibly shivered at the thought.

“Would be fun to—” Seungmin started, but your attention drifted off to a guy standing on the edge of the fountain.

“Anyone want to do my history homework? I can pay,” proposed a fourth year Gryffindor, Eric if you weren’t mistaken.

Seeing you were about to get up to walk in the direction of the guy, Seungmin stopped you by tugging on your robe. “You’re not seriously considering it?”

“Why not? If he pays well, I can buy some books at Fleury and Bott this weekend,” you shrugged.

“I’ll buy you every book you want but please. Don’t do it, you already have a lot on your plate.”

“Aww. Do I detect worry? You’re so cute. Every book I want, huh? You can’t back down now!”

Seungmin grimaced a bit as he watched you excitedly walking to your next class. He sighed tiredly before joining you, considering Eric’s offer for a brief moment to buy those books. That would’ve been hypocritical of him to do that, so he kept walking.

He never regretted it because he could spend more quality time with you. His wallet though, it was another story.

Out of the books you acquired, there was the ‘Quintessence: A Quest’ charm book destined for the sixth year students.

Back to Ravenclaw’s common room that Sunday, you browsed through it while Seungmin was, no big surprise, working on assignments. Chaewon was with you two for a few hours, then decided to go outside, quoting her: ‘to enjoy the first warm day of the year.’

As you were turning the pages, a spell caught your eye. It was the bubble-head charm.

“I can’t believe that spell is too advanced for me,” you whispered to yourself.

Seungmin took a quick look at your interest and shrugged, saying, “it never stopped me.”

“Me neither. I’m just saying that it’s a cool spell that we should’ve learned already! How cool would it be to swim in the black lake for hours, meet the merpeople and the giant squid?”

“Y/N, let me stop you right there,” he said seriously, bringing a hand up. “The black lake is forbidden, please don’t do anything stupid. Jisung is already a pain for losing house points daily,” he requested, his eyes pleading.

“Contrary to what you may think, I didn’t get sorted into Ravenclaw simply because I like the color blue. I know how to stay out of trouble.” Seungmin gave you an unimpressed look. “Okay. Okay, I won’t enter the black lake. Promise.”

“Thank you,” he let out a relieved sigh.

“I’m still learning that spell, though.”

“Y/N!”

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“The library is like a second Ravenclaw common room at this point,” Chaewon pointed out, sitting next to you at a table attached to one of many narrow rows. “I’ve seen a majority of blue robes since I entered.”

“Can’t deny it,” you shrugged, amused, finishing a transfiguration assignment.

Your friend chuckled lightly, stopped abruptly when she heard a ‘shh’ from the end of the row —the librarian, no doubt— and sighed quietly. “I have five minutes to cry over my potions essay.”

“Already?”

Lunch time was about to end. Passing your own potions essay to your friend under her thanks, you packed up your things and waited for her to rectify a few facts on her parchment.

“I’m forever grateful,” the Ravenclaw girl said on your way to the dungeons, where you joined Seungmin and the Hufflepuffs.

“Come on Chae, we’re friends. I would lend you my essays anytime.”

“You’re the best Y/N!” Chaewon exclaimed, a pretty eye smile adorning her soft features, as she put her arms around one of yours.

Seungmin stood there, smiling to himself at the exchange, his eyes lingering on your face, which didn’t go unnoticed by Jisung. As you all entered the classroom, he nudged his friend.

“Is this a one-sided enemies to lovers au?”

He friendly slapped his shoulder and told him to shut up. Everyone around you both knew your past. It was quite the show.

“It’s so frustrating! He’s always ahead of me, no matter how hard I try to be the best,” you told your cousin.

It was about April of your second year. You had a cousin who was in his 7th year at that time. A Slytherin, too.

“You’re being too hard on yourself, Y/N,” he smiled as he put a hand on your shoulder.

Shinwon was always supportive and cheerful, despite your family motto (‘be the best in everything’). At seventeen, he already chose his path, his parents accepting it or not. Indeed, he wanted to become a healer at St Mungo’s and save lives. It was admirable, and you wished you were more like him.

“I know your parents are putting a lot of pressure on you, but you’re only twelve. Enjoy your school years, forge your own path, make friends and, more importantly, be happy.”

Those words actually helped you get through the end of your second year. Your cousin was now a healer at St Mungo’s as he dreamed of, and to honor his kind words, you were enjoying your school days as much as you could.

After potions, you got to herbology.

You’ve spent the two last classes learning the herbivicus charm, and Seungmin particularly loved it. All week, he practiced on the few plants in the common room, or the ones outside.

Herbology was one of your friend’s favorite subjects, he loved to take care of the plants, even outside of class. The professor let him water every plant in the greenhouses on weekends— to his request.

At lunch, you were eating with Seungmin, Chaewon, Jisung, his partner in crime and Chani. The latter looked around the table, stopped for a few seconds, then offered his hand over the table for Chaewon to shake. She confusedly did.

“Looks like we’re likely to end up together, this feels like a triple date.” Chaewon removed her hand from his under the protests and indignation of the five persons concerned. Chani put his hands up in fake surrender, “That was a joke, jeez.”

“Not very funny,” muttered Jisung before taking a sip of pumpkin juice.

“Don’t scare me like that again,” Chaewon glared at Chani, gently rubbing the hand that touched his own under the table.

He sent her an apologetic smile, and you were so immersed in their conversation that —you caught Chani’s red ears and how your friend’s features didn’t match her actions— you weren’t aware of Seungmin gazing at you, his brain going blank.

No thoughts, just your pretty eyes, cute smile and soft skin.

He snapped out of it when Jisung flicked his fingers in front of him. “You okay there, mate? Looks like you were daydreaming.”

Seungmin kicked him under the table —making him dramatically yelp in pain— and resumed eating his lunch in silence, trying his best to hide his embarrassment.

Actually, he had harbored feelings for you for quite some time, a few months before you talked out your rivalry. He never said anything, of course, by fear you would reject him or worse, end your friendship with him. He always did his best to hide his secret from everyone; that was until Jisung caught up.

During defense against the dark arts this afternoon, as Ravenclaws and Slytherins were practicing the twitchy-ears hex —and, therefore, the shield charm—, Jisung and his partner in crime were half-heartedly training, preferring taking their time to chat, glancing at Seungmin and you from time to time from the other side of the room. You were diligently practicing with Chaewon while Chani was with Seungmin.

The latter wasn’t fully concentrated though, often having the overwhelming feeling of eyes boring into him. He didn’t like that. It even made him mess up his shield charm, resulting in him feeling his ear twitch. He groaned, congratulated Chani and pointed his wand at his ear, whispering: “Finite.” Then, he hexed Jisung across the room when he wasn’t looking, his partner being confused because they wasn’t the one to hex him.

Meanwhile, Chaewon and you were pretty good at this so everytime one of you casted a spell, there was no difference. Both your shield charms were perfect.

“Almost would’ve liked to know how the hex feels,” Chaewon laughed during recess.

You were at the library, working on the herbology essay you got that morning, with Seungmin and Chaewon. Without a word, you put your wand out of your robe pocket, pointing it at your friend. She raised her hands to her ears, an unpleasant look on her face.

“I said almost! It’s quite irksome, actually.” You released her from the hex and she relaxed, quickly rubbing her ears, “Thanks.”

“My pleasure.”

Seungmin was lost in thought, thinking about how smart and talented you were. He had a stupid smile on his face until he shook his head and realized Chaewon was staring at him suspiciously. He coughed and got back to his assignment, not being able to fully focus.

He was losing control of his emotions.

That night in the common room, as you three were still working —uh, boringgg— on your assignments before dinner, Chaewon decided she had enough and preferred reading a romance book on her bed. She packed her stuff and went to her dorm, leaving Seungmin and you in a comfortable silence. Until Jisung entered the room, sneakily walking behind your backs at a safe distance.

He pointed his wand at your sleeves —they were a few inches apart— and whispered: “Epoximise.” He then fled out of the room like he was never here, excitedly thinking how his plan was working perfectly.

You didn’t notice for like twenty seconds, but when you moved your hand to write on your parchment, Seungmin’s left arm followed. You looked at each other in disbelief, raising your arms to see what could’ve happened.

Seungmin’s robe sleeve somehow merged with yours.

The sudden proximity —your pinky fingers touched a few times— embarrassed you for some reason, while Seungmin was a blushing mess.

“We should probably do something about that,” you finally say, gesturing to your hands.

“Right.”

“You should do it.”

“Yeah,” he murmured as he took his wand, “finite.”

“I wonder who did this.”

“I have an idea.” Seungmin looked upset, but you didn’t pry. “I’ll be back,” he said, getting up and leaving the common room in a hurry.

You took this time alone —well, almost, there were other Ravenclaws around— to think about why your cheeks burned as much as they did when your hands were touching.

You didn’t like him like that, right?

He was just a good friend you disliked before, who’s been nothing but sweet and understanding. A truly smart guy who, despite his gigantic love for academics and books, could always make time to help others whenever they needed. You loved that in him— wait.

No, no, no.

While you tried to convince yourself it wasn’t ‘love’ you were feeling, Seungmin was out for Jisung’s head. He found him on the spiral staircase leading to their common room, walking up in his direction.

“Jisung,” he shouted from a few stairs above him, startling not only the concerned, but a few paintings too.

“Oh, Seung, hey, how’re you doing?” he asked as he stopped in his tracks.

“What were you THINKING?”

Slowly walking backwards, Jisung started sweating, his friend’s anger intimidating him a little. “It wasn’t—”

“I know it was you, don’t deny it. I’ve felt you staring at me for hours today, I knew you were planning something.”

“I was going to say that it wasn’t meant to hurt you in any way, more like bring you two closer with a little push. I’m sorry.”

“I should hex you right now,” Seungmin huffed.

“Didn’t you already do in dada?” he raised a brow, crossing his arms.

“True. I guess we’re even, then.”

Jisung let out a relieved breath, “how did it go?”

“It was awkward,” he explained as they came back to the common room together, “and I won’t discuss this matter further with you. You’ve done your part,” he stopped to give the eagle knocker an answer to his riddle, “please don’t do anything else.”

Jisung nodded as he saw you were alone at the table, your hands in your hair like you were having a crisis. He excused himself before going to his dorm, while Seungmin sat next to you. “You okay?”

You shot your head up, using your hands to fix your hair. “Of course. Yeah. Totally.”

It looked like you were freaking out, which worried Seungmin, but he kept his mouth shut, gazing at your face. You finally looked at him and it was weird, your heart was still beating fast but you felt at ease. You managed to smile, losing yourself in his soft brown eyes.

“You’re really beautiful,” he whispered to himself but you heard it.

You blushed, your smile growing wider. “You’re beautiful, too.”

His eyes widened, his ears got red as he hid his face behind his hands.

Giggling, you gently took his hands in yours and brought them down, leaning towards him. You looked in each other’s eyes with adoration.

He slowly closed the gap between you in a chaste kiss. It didn’t last long, but it was sweet and made you all fuzzy inside. The euphoria ended immediately after a couple Ravenclaws cheered for you, though, but it was a nice feeling.

At dinner, Seungmin, Chaewon, Jisung, his partner in crime, Chani and you were all eating together, and you two lovebirds were holding hands under the table.

Jisung raised his glass out of nowhere, “I’d like to make a toast.”

“We’re fourteen,” Chani interrupted.

“Shut up and raise your damn pumpkin juice,” he cursed in a whisper, before smiling at his friends raising their own glasses —reluctantly or not. “To the new couple I helped”—Seungmin scoffed—“make happen today,” he announced as he glanced at you two, “next is your turn, buddies,” he added to the attention of Chaewon and Chani, who blushed hard.

“Cheers,” his partner in crime jovially said, before drinking.

“And when’s your turn?” Seungmin asked Jisung, murmuring over the table so he’d be the only one hearing.

“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that,” he murmured back.

After dinner, Seungmin and you were walking around the courtyard, holding hands and making heart eyes at each other.

“Remember when I decided to learn the bubble-head charm?”

“I don’t think I like what you’re implying…” he softly answered, already feeling anxious about your next words.

“It’s not that bad, I promise,” you giggled, “I learned how to make blue sparks too.”

You put your wand out and pointed to the night sky. Making the right hand movement, jets of blue sparks came out of the tip of your wand, illuminating the sky. “Vermillious,” you enunciated, adding jets of red sparks into the mini fireworks, creating purple sparks in the process.

Seungmin was amazed, it was such a mesmerizing view. His eyes fell on your face, and, at that exact moment, intently watching as your eyes shone and your smile held pure gratification, he knew why he loved you.

You were full of life, always by his side, a good friend and so, so beautiful under the multicolored lights.

thank you for reading! if you enjoyed, please let me know <3 and here's the masterlist!

[adachicuto]

last date before wedding with ptg

warning(s): food and wine mentions

↳ jinho: helping him with a cover of a song for youtube and it’d be a pretty romantic song maybe ed sheeran thinking out loud or john legend or maybe something else like eyes, nose, lips and you wouldn’t realize that he got you singing. i don't think he'd post it and just want to save it for the two of you to rewatch. it wouldn’t matter to him if you were an amazing singer or not, just being able to share that moment with you would be enough for him. so, it would probably become a tradition where you'd rewatch the cover for every wedding anniversary, and maybe you would cover more songs together each time as a little segment on his youtube channel and the members would text him and tease him about it every time lol

↳ hui: i get the feeling that he would bring you to a really nice yet underrated restaurant where smooth jazz is played and people are allowed to go onstage and perform a song. both of you would have the biggest smiles on your faces because the date would be reminiscent of your first one. you'd end the date off with really good wine and of course, hui would go onstage and sing (he'd claim it as practice for your big day) and would leave the audience stunned by his amazing vocals. on the drive home, his hand would never leave yours and he'd probably fidget with your engagement ring with a huge smile on his face.

↳ hongseok: your "date" would be so sweet and domestic because hongseok just gives me homey vibes. like, you'd both go to the grocery store to get ingredients for dinner and a dessert you both like. idk it would be the cutest thing and then you'd head back home and he'd start cooking while you worked on the dessert and you'd definitely catch him staring at you every few minutes with a goofy smile on his face and he'd wiggle his eyebrows playfully. you'd step away for a second to back-hug him and hongseok would smile to himself before he'd turn around to kiss you and he'd pull away to say something really cheesy but it would still put a smile on your face.

↳ yeo one: i think changgu would plan the cutest little picnic in the park for both of you. he'd pack some of your favorite foods and snacks and would even get you flowers or something. it would be the cutest thing and he'd take a flower and put it behind your ear and you'd do the same to him and then you'd go back and forth about who's the prettiest lol then the two of you would lie down and cloud gaze. idk i can see a really adorable dog running over to the two of you and it would really like changgu and it would be such a cute moment that would lead you to discuss the possibility of adopting a dog after the wedding. once the sun would start to settle below the horizon, you'd head home and would probably spend the rest of the day watching a show or movie.

↳ shinwon: both of you would agree on going to a spa and maybe a little shopping. i could definitely see him goofing around with you while in the sauna by making weird faces and telling you funny stories. then, he'd have you rest your head on his shoulder and he'd smile to himself. then, he'd tell you about how he was so nervous to propose to you. after a few minutes he'd realize that you weren't talking only to find you asleep. so, he'd make sure that you would be comfortable and would relax too. i think he'd love to spoil his s/o so he'd really enjoy going to the spa with you and it'd be a nice break from all of the wedding prep. on the way home, you'd both decide on ordering in bc neither of you would want to cook after being at the spa.

↳ yanan: he'd wake up extra early to get your favorite breakfast foods and coffee. when he'd make it back to your apartment he'd be met with you half asleep on the couch and would quickly put everything down to cuddle with you for a few minutes and then you'd eat breakfast together. afterward, the two of you would get ready to go and yanan wouldn't tell you but it would all make sense later. so, the two of you would go to multiple places throughout the city and you were thankful that they wouldn't be too far and at each stop, you and yanan would talk about what happened at each, like, one place was where he took you for your first date and another would be where you both said you loved each other for the first time. looking back on all of the memories would make both of your hearts feel so full.

↳ yuto: i think you'd go to an aquarium or botanical garden and it would be on a day when it wouldn't be so busy and the two of you could goof around and take funny pictures of each other imitating the animals. throughout the date, you'd both feel like little kids on a field trip again. both of you would stop every few minutes to stare at something you'd find interesting and the look on your faces at that moment would be so adorable and you'd have to capture the moments. after that, you would go get something to eat and then walk back to your apartment. on the walk, you'd both reminisce about how you met, your first date, and how he proposed to you.

↳ kino: i feel like hyunggu would go all out but it would still be a pretty laid-back date idk if that makes sense but he'd sign you up for a couples' dancing class where you'd learn how to tango and it would be so romantic and fun, even if you're not much of a dancer. after that, you'd go back home to shower and then he'd take you out to a really nice restaurant for dinner. the two of you would be so impressed with your meals but the highlight of your would be getting ice cream or your favorite dessert from your favorite place but then on your way back home it'd start raining and you'd have to wait it out inside a nearby cafe with steaming cups of tea. the whole situation would be pretty funny to both of you and it'd make for a nice moment to look back on.

↳ wooseok: being the youngest, i don't think he'd plan everything out and would just go with the flow. so, i think wooseok would also enjoy a night in with you as your date, especially if it would be a rainy day. he'd go and get your favorite snacks and drinks the day before and would surprise you with everything. the two of you would spend the day watching movies, playing video games, and just enjoying the calm before your wedding day. somehow, you'd end up talking about some of your embarrassing moments early on in your relationship and neither of you would be able to stop laughing and maybe you'd each go through your camera roll and it'd be a really cute moment for both of you.

[multiphandomunnies]

pentagon

reactions

accidentally seeing their gf naked

found out the wrong way social media au intros

found out the wrong way part one

found out the wrong way part two

found out the wrong way part three

found out the front way part four

s.o getting shy when they kiss

imagines

jinho

hongseok

flustered

hui

e’dawn

365 so stress

how cute

shinwon

yeo one

yanan

too much effort

kino

yuto

something special (*M*)

technology free

lovers night

wooseok

give it a rest

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Snow Fight

Summary: It’ll be your first Christmas in a new town. You’ve had no real success in making friends with anyone so far, even with the effort you’ve been putting into it. But it wasn’t until snowballs started raining down upon you that you garner some. 

Oneshot

Fluff, Strangers to ?? au

Word Count: 1,988

Shinwon X Reader

[Features! The rest of OT10]

Not Requested

Bonus Christmas Eve fic

[A/n: Ever since you told me that Christmas is celebrated on the Holy Evening, the 24th in your country. I just had to finish and publish this for you today, @jinkoh - I hope you enjoy it, even if you’ve already seen the draft. Have a wonderful evening! 🥺💖 Alternatively titled: New Friends]

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You were new to town and getting used to everything, trying to join in on events and make new friends. But today, your goal was to explore more of this place. You’re walking through the town square. When you hear someone scream, “Snowball fight!” You gasped and tried to duck and cover, but the rain of snowballs was already upon you. You quickly build a little snow shield and make some snowballs. You throw some at the other people. When someone slides beside you and under your snow shield. He asks, “Teammates?” As his shoulder is hit by a snowball, “Yeah!” You quickly agree and build the snow shield out a little wider. 

He has a great swing, so you begin making the snowballs solely so he can throw them at them. He is quick, grabbing one and throwing it before ducking back down to prevent getting hit. You're both making an impact on your opponents. You can hear their yells every time your teammate hits them. He looks at you and goes, “I'm going to make a break for it and cover them in snowballs.” You both look at each other in determination. And you tell him, “Go for it!” As he goes for it, you shout, “I’ll cover you!” He takes the snowballs in his arms and rushes at them. You do your best to make and throw snowballs at the blurry enemies. 

He returns to the snow fort, drenched in snowflakes, and you laugh, which makes him laugh too. He slides beside you again to be covered by the shield. You make a few snowballs before joining in and throwing them at your more visible enemies. He makes snowball pyramids supplying you with all the snow he can get his hands on as you pelt them. As you both get into the groove of it again, someone on the other side calls, "Truce!" You both smirk at each other before agreeing to a truce, knowing you've won. He stands up, and you follow, and he says, “We make a great team!” You laugh, and he puts his mitt-covered hand out, “I’m Shinwon.” You smile and put your gloved hand in his, “I’m (Y/n).” You both shake, “You want to meet the menaces who started the snowball fight?” You agree, and on your way to the 'menaces', you tell him that you’re new to town and that this is the most fun you’ve had since moving in. He couldn’t help but grin, “I hope to continue to make living here fun for you.” You blush, surely from the cold wind. 

He introduces you to his friends who started the snowball fight. “Everyone, this is (Y/n). They’re new to town. Let’s show them around!” Hyunggu goes, “Oh, we should take them to our pizza joint.” Everyone agrees and looks at you, hoping you’ll approve, and you do. They lead the way, and Shinwon stays back with you. When they talk amongst themselves, they actively include you in their conversations. They turn the corner, and Shinwon tells you, “It’s just like a few more buildings down from the corner, but this place has the best pizza.” You smile, “Really?” He nods, “Yeah, we started going here in high school when they first opened. And we haven’t gone back to any chain pizza places since.” You nod, and Jinho pitches into the conversation, “Yeah, they make everything fresh and get all the ingredients at the market.” 

Hyunggu cheers, “We’re here!” And the door chimes as Hoetaek opens it, “After you kids.” You whisper, “Is everyone younger than him?” Jinho shakes his head, “All but me.” You laugh and walk in; the scent of tomato sauce, grease, and fresh herbs hitting you all at once. You realize why they love it with the checkered floors and general ambiance. It was perfect. You can’t see through the nine men ahead of you but assume they’re leading you to their table. Shinwon pats the chair next to him and squints at Hyunggu, who nearly sits down in it. He puts his hands up and lets you slide into the seat. You laugh, and Hyunggu sits beside you instead. You take a minute to put the rest of the names to their faces before looking over the menu. 

After another minute, the waiter comes over. And goes, “Why do you guys always come on my shift?” Hoetaek smirks, “Because we love you.” You read his name tag, “Hyojong.” And Shinwon tells you softly, “When he’s not working, he’s sitting here with us.” You nod, and the waiter catches you sitting in the middle, “Oh? Who’s this?” You smile, “I’m (Y/n). I got caught in their snowball fight.” Hyojong laughs, “Really?” You nod, and Shinwon points to you two, “We won.” He blinks, “The eight of you lost to two?” Changgu looks down and groans, “Don’t remind us.” Yanan sighs, “They pelted us.” Shinwon and you chuckle, and Hyojong shakes his head before looking back at you, “Alright, I know what these geezers want. What would you like?” You smile and tell him, and he nods, “I’ll be back in twenty?” You all agree, and Hoetaek asks, “When’s your break?” He looks over at the clock, “Whenever I want it… When I come back, I’ll pull up a chair. It’s a slow day.” They all agree, and he leaves, and everyone starts conversing.

Whenever you got shy and didn’t know what to say, Shinwon would ask you small questions like, “What’s your favorite vegetable?” And you laughed as you told him, and he smiled, “I love potatoes.” You grin, and he makes sure that whenever you clam up, he assures you that you are welcome to have input. It made you feel secure in such a big group. And when he isn’t looking, you take in all his features, finding him more attractive by the minute. While the rest of them were handsome and funny as well. No one held a candle to his light.

Twenty minutes later, Hyojong pops back out, and Yuto cheers, “Pizza!” Which makes you all cheer for it. Hyojong pulls up a chair and sits at the end of the table. Shinwon holds out his glass of pop, “To new friends!” You smile, and everyone cheers, “To new friends!” as you clink your glasses together before taking a sip of pop. You dig in, and Hongseok goes, “Parmesan pass down?” Jinho grabs it and hands it over to Shinwon, who hands it to you, and you pass it across to Wooseok, who passes it to Hongseok, who passes it around the table. It makes its way back to you again, and you use it before passing it to Shinwon again. 

Even as everyone eats, it’s still loud, everyone chatting away freely, and you can’t help but feel at home. As you eat and talk, you find your place and talk more freely with them. You didn’t see it, but Shinwon smiled proudly as you happily conversed with his friends. When he realized you were standing in the line of snowball fire, he swooped in, so you weren’t facing the snow devils alone. But as you worked together to win against them, he couldn’t help but feel his heartbeat faster. And the fact that you get along with his friends so well, he knew his heart had the right idea. 

As you finish eating, you all split the payments, “Don’t you dare tip me, you weirdos.” And you can see their smirks as they place the money on the table and rush out. Hoetaek wiggles his fingers at him, and Wooseok sticks out his tongue, “Oh well! Already did!” He shakes his head at them, and you both tell each other it was nice meeting the other. And you all head outside of the building. While everyone is talking outside the building, Yuto tells you, “They’re the kindest bunch, but they’re the worst. But I’m sure you’ll understand what I mean soon enough.” You grin, “I hope so.” 

You all laugh as you see Hyunggu visibly shiver, and Hoetaek scolds, “You should have worn a warmer coat!” As he shakes his head at him, Hyunggu pouts, “I dress for the occasion, not for the weather!” You all laugh, and Yanan asks, “You’ll hang out with us again, right?” You smile, “Yeah.” And everyone lets out a little cheer. And you smile as you let out a small “Yay!” And they grin, and Jinho goes, after a beat of silence, “I’d love to stand outside in the cold with you guys, but I do have to get home.” The others agree with his notion, and they all start parting and telling you that it was nice to meet you. 

As Hyunggu speeds home, you ask, “I thought he was wearing a warm coat?” Shinwon says, “No, I think he just met up with the other side when the snowball fight was coming to an end.” You nod, “Oh, that makes sense.” Shinwon waits for the last of them to clear the turn before he asks, “You want to get hot cocoa with me?” You smile, “I’d love to.” He smiles and walks you across the street to the cafe one building up the road. He opens the door for you and follows you up to the counter. He goes, “Two hot cocoas, please.” Before you can pay for yours, he’s already purchased both. “Don’t worry, I work here. I get them for like a dollar each.” You shake your head, still feeling dizzy from the whole ordeal. It all happened so fast. And his glimmering smile was the cherry on top. Something you didn’t know you needed to see before. But now that you've seen it, you can't get enough of it.

You wait for your hot cocoa in another line when he asks, “So, where do you live around here?” You smile and tell him the apartment building, “I do too!” You blink, “Really?” He nods, “Room 1211.” You gasp, “No way! I live on the other side of the hall, in 1210!”  He gasps, “It is a small world, after all.” You laugh, “It is.” That’s when both of your hot cocoas are served, “Would you mind if we walk home together?” You shake your head, “No, I’d love to walk home with you.” He smiles, and you both walk to your apartment building, learning more about each other as you do, like how he likes to play the guitar and sometimes the piano. You make mental notes in your head of what he says, and he attentively listens to everything you tell him. 

As you take your last sip of hot cocoa outside your apartment building, you dump your paper cups in the trash can. When you make it up to your floor level, you both slowly walk to your apartment, not wanting the day to end. When you reach your door, you have to hold back your pout. You slowly put your hand into your pocket and find your keys. You sigh, “I guess this is where we part?” He hums, “Yeah…” With all the bravery you could muster up, you ask, “Do you want to go out with me sometime again?” He smiles, “I’d love to.” He looks at his phone, “Are you free tomorrow?” He puts it away as you nod. And he says, “Let’s go ice skating.” You smile, think about your schedule, and ask, “Does 5 pm work for you?” He agrees, “I’ll wait for you outside your door.” You smile and unlock your door, “It’s a date.” And he grins, agreeing, “It’s a date.” You enter your apartment and hold back the scream but slide against the door excitedly. You hear his little cheer outside and can't stop smiling. Thinking to yourself, tomorrow and every following day in this new town will be a new adventure and make it worth moving here. 

[yunhohours]

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[unifox]

If you're still doing the little prompt game maybe Hongseok or Jaeyoon and baking cookies? 🍪

“Cookie Monster”

~Pairing: Hongseok x gn!reader

~Genre: Rotten Fluff. Established relationship

~Words: 0,8K

~Warnings: mention of food, pet names, one little (and very subtle) suggestive thought- Sorry if there are any mistakes!!

a/n: Hi Anon! Thank you so much for the request! Sorry for the wait, I hope you like it. I ended up writing about Hongseok because of his love for Cookie Monster lol. Plus, I missed writing about Pentagon!!

~Foxy🦊

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Hongseok likes your cookies. 

Ok, maybe 'like' was an understatement. He LOVES your cookies. 

He loves them so much, that even on a strict diet, he'd ask you to bake him the most diet-like cookies you've ever seen. You weren't sure if oats and bananas mixed together counted as a cookie. 

He would brag to the other members that your cookies were the best in the world, but at the same time, he wanted to gatekeep, eating all of them before the members could get a taste. This was why you called him your cookie monster.

y/n 💕- Hey cookie, could you pick up a bag of chocolate chips on your way home pls?

hong 🍪- Sure honey. I'm on my way

y/n 💕- Thanks, you're the best 🫶 

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When Hongseok reached home, you had already put all the ingredients in a bowl and had the oven on for preheating. Coming from behind and wrapping his arms around your waist he announced "I'm home. With your choco chips"

You spun around and wrapped your arms around his neck, pecking him on the lips. "You're a lifesaver, thanks babe. Now put those muscular arms for good use and help me hand mix these, please." You both chuckled as he moved to the toilet to wash his hands.

This wasn't the first time you baked together, but for Hongseok it always felt like it was. The domestic scene of you preparing trays with a baking sheet while he hand-mixed the cookies made his heart swell. He hoped that things would stay like this in the future.

When he was done you moved to get two ice cream scoopers so you both could scoop the dough into balls. Looking at the dough it was tempting to eat a little, but Hong refrained from it, remembering about the flour and raw eggs. When one of the trays was full, you moved it to the oven, while Hong kept on scooping the rest into the other tray until the dough ended.

With all the cookies in the oven, you're able to finally give attention to your boyfriend

"How was your day handsome?" You said handing him a cup of lemonade and sitting by his side on the sofa

"It was good. Went to the gym, had a shower there, and then I went to my mom's house. She wanted help with building a new cupboard she bought. The manual was really confusing..." You let him ramble about how his day went, but couldn't help but daydream about him. He was the perfect boyfriend. Caring and sweet, he liked pets, he helped his mom a lot... He even helped elderly people! You once saw him helping the old lady from the floor above you, by carrying her groceries from her car to the elevator. 

"You're not listening to me"

"I am baby" you responded quickly

"Yeah sure, what was I talking about?" he smirked

"Oh well! let me check the cookies!!"

He laughed at your antics as you sprinted to the kitchen.

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When the cookies were done he helped you put them over a grid to cool down. You pulled out a pretty paper box and covered the bottom with a cute paper towel.

Hong extended his hand to grab a cookie but you were faster, grabbing his wrist 

"Babe, these are not for you" You said while trying to contain your smile

"What!? Are you kidding me, sweetie?" He said incredulous

"These," You began sorting them out while checking if any of them were damaged "are for Shinwon! You bragged so much about my cookies that he asked a box of them for his birthday!" You said with enthusiasm even though your boyfriend glared at you.

"Really? Shinwon? Can't believe my baby tricked me into baking cookies for Shinwon" he said sulking

"Oh come on Hong! We made them together! I bet they taste amazing with all the love we poured into it!"

"Whatever... You're lucky I love you. Tricking me like this..."

"Let me make it up to you" You said wrapping your arms around his waist, which he quickly reciprocated by wrapping his own arms around your shoulders. 

"Yeah? What will you do about it?" he said smirking, which received a light smack from you

"You dirty. Let me cook for you. Dinner's on me tonight"

"Ok sweetie, I'll be expecting a full-course meal! And cookies"

"Don't worry my sweet cookie monster, It'll be the best you've ever had!"

And even though you promised to make dinner, as the sweet gentleman he is, helped you prepare the food. Indeed the best thing that ever happened to you was Hongseok.

Extra: Shinwon liked the cookies so much that he talked about them for a whole two weeks, making all the Pentagon members crave them. All of them asked you to bake them some cookies (without Hongseok knowing since he would steal them), and even Yanan made you promise to bake him some when he came back to Korea

[sadienita]

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One Shots

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BTS Married Life Drabbles Day to day life married to BTS

House Hunters (Seokjin) Sunny Side Up (Yoongi) Have You Met My Wife? (Hoseok) Babysitting Duty (Namjoon) A Dog Is A Practice Baby (Jimin) DIY (Taehyung) Grocery Day (Jeongguk)

Song Drabbles BTS Fluff

Stay Stay Stay (Seokjin) You Got Me (Yoongi) If I Could Fly (Hoseok) Moonlight in Atlanta (Namjoon) Animal (Jimin) Absolutely Smitten (Taehyung) YOUTH (Jeongguk)

The Four Seasons Season themed drabbles

Winter  

Let It Snow (Namjoon)

Deck the Halls (Hoseok)

Sleigh Ride (Yoongi)

Spring

April Showers (Jimin)

Summer

To Market, To Market (Seokjin)

How To Beat The Heat (Jeongguk)

Autumn

Apple Crumble (Taehyung)

Miscellaneous One Shots Should Have Deleted That (Hoseok)

Bulletpoints

BTS Babies Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jeongguk

Boyfriend BTS Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jeongguk

BTS Cuddles Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jeongguk

GOT7 Cuddles Mark / Jaebum / Jackson / Jinyoung / Youngjae / Bambam / Yugyeom

Mamamoo Cuddles Yongsun / Byulyi / Wheein / Hyejin

Pentagon Cuddles Jinho / Hoetaek / Hongseok / Shinwon / Changgu / Yanan / Yuto / Hyunggu / Wooseok

Twice Cuddles Nayeon / Jeongyeon / Momo / Sana / Jihyo / Mina / Dahyun / Chaeyoung / Tzuyu

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[sunflowersoonyoung]

why i hate you | shinwon

w.c. ↠ 2.5k

pairing/s ↠ shinwon x fem!reader

genre/s ↠ university au!, enemies to lovers au!, angst, fluff, smut, grinding on top of a grand piano (don’t try this at home!), french kissing, semi-public

description ↠ you never got why all your friends loved ko shinwon so desperately. not until he shared his fries with you.

warning/s ↠ some feelings of ostracisation, anger and irritation, cursing, sexual themes

a/n ↠ a short-ish but sweet (and slightly angsty) one shot that I rlly love. I adore this goofy boy with my whole heart. 

requested by anon

A few metres away stood Ko Shinwon, your least favourite person.

Your closest friends surrounded him, a flirtatious aura wafting into the atmosphere. He was basking beneath their lovestruck gazes, evidently enjoying the attention thoroughly.

Once again, you were left on the outside.

You had never understood why everyone flocked to him as they did. In the few interactions you had had with him, he had been quite irritating.

Shinwon was mildly entertaining, but whatever humour he had was thwarted by that stupidly wide grin he always wore. In addition, he seemed to enjoy messing with you, kicking the backs of your shoes and then raising his eyebrows innocently when you turned to glare at him.

And this - stealing your friends. You knew in a few moments he would leave, and you would hear it all again.

You breathed a sigh as Shinwon passed you by before leaving, flashing you a mischievous smirk. It was as if he were wordlessly telling you, “what are you going to do about it? Your friends love me.”

As your friends fawned over him now that he was gone, you tried to tune it out, but chunks of it bled through.

“He’s so different to the other guys, so much softer and funnier.”

“And he’s so handsome, too.”

And you simply could not comprehend it. Of course, it was not as if Shinwon was unattractive…but that was not the first thought that came to your mind when you looked at him.

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom,” you mumbled, going both unheard and unnoticed as you slipped away to ease the irritation tight in your chest. You had barely taken a few paces through the university hallways before you were interrupted.

“I piss you off, don’t I?”

Shinwon was trailing behind you, once more wearing that wide grin and running his hands through his curls of chocolate hair, both actions that made you endlessly hot with emotion.

“Yes,” you answered honestly, “you do.”

“That annoyed expression you make is so cute, though. I can’t help it,” Shinwon teased.

Your cheeks flushed with a combination of anger and embarrassment, and you retorted with a rush of adrenaline, “well, don’t look at me then. Stick to flirting with all my closest friends.”

Shinwon took a lengthy stride with his impossibly long legs, blocking your path.

“You annoy me too, you know,” he began, ducking his head slightly to force you to meet him in the eyes, “would you like to know why?”

A small, genuine smile graced his lips, one that made your heart flutter, much to your mingled confusion and annoyance.

“I would not,” you huffed curtly, stepping around him.

“You’ll find out eventually!” He called as you stalked away from him, heading directly to the bathroom because now you really did need some space, your steps long and hurried.

Upon reaching the bathroom, you stared back at your flushed, pink face. You splashed cold water against your skin, taking slow breaths to soothe your racing heart. Shinwon always made you like this, irrational and flustered.

Why did he continue to pursue you like this, even as you had made your dislike of him evident?

Why was he so persistent for you and you only?

That evening after your classes concluded for the day, you found yourself waiting for your friends in a McDonald’s. Their classes finished half an hour after yours, and so you chose a booth and ordered a drink in waiting.

As you sat alone, contentedly sipping on an iced coffee Frappe, someone joined you, sliding a tray of food across the table.

You looked up to see Shinwon.

“Oh, fuck,” you muttered under your breath, asking bitterly, “why are you here?”

“Your friends invited me, but I guess it’s just you and I for a bit.”

You huffed, taking a long sip of your cold drink and tasting a hint of whipped cream. Shinwon simply observed you, leaning on his palm and watching you. You tried to avoid his interest for as long as possible until it became uncomfortable.

“You’re not going to leave?” He asked, finally breaking the elongated silence that stretched between you both.

“No,” you answered, “they’re my friends. Which one of them invited you?”

“Does it matter?”

No, it did not matter, really. You would not be surprised if all of them invited him.

“Want some?”

You looked up upon hearing his inquiry to find him offering you his fries, a smile on his features. You stared back at him dubiously, raising an eyebrow.

Shinwon beamed at you, “come on! Have some.”

Your skin burned beneath his abrupt kindness. You stole a few fries, expecting something, a retaliation of sorts. For him to tease you or tell you that you owed him, but instead, he just wordlessly left the bright red container filled with chips angled towards you.

Shinwon only gave you brief attention as you neatly licked the remnants of salt and oil off of your fingers, your core twinging in excitement as he watched you closely with those dark, pretty eyes of his.

But then he returned his interest to his phone, leaving you in silence for the remainder of the half-hour. It was a strangely relaxed silence, free of tension. You refused to admit the obvious fact that you were enjoying his presence.

Eventually, your group of friends joined you. Chorong sat beside Shinwon closely, her shoulder brushing against his.

Throughout the hangout, you could not keep your interest off of Chorong and Shinwon. She consistently flirted with him, laughing and smiling and making skin contact with him at every opportunity.

You could feel fury bubbling up in the pit of your chest. It rose from your neck, warming your ears, and yet it was not just anger; it was another emotion that you could not place. Something new and uneasy.

And yet the entire time, Shinwon kept his gaze trained on you, even when it became noticeable from outside perspectives. The combination of those two things made you feel messy and dizzied from your heat.

“I-I’m gonna go,” you announced abruptly, standing and gathering attention. You were tired of feeling ostracised from your own friend group. To be blunt, fucking tired of watching your friends flirt with Ko Shinwon.

“Ah, wait, (F/n)!”

You turned on your heel as you had begun to leave, your brows furrowed in disbelief to see Shinwon was standing as well.

Why was he acting so strangely tonight?

“Let me walk you home, at least,” Shinwon offered kindly, a genuine smile on his lips.

“It’s fine,” you mumbled, feeling suddenly shy, “it’s not far.” But despite your protests, Shinwon pushed past Chorong and followed you.

You could not say much as you both walked beneath the navy blue night sky, with him close at your heels. You felt a lump form in your throat as you recounted his unsubtle gesture from moments ago. Finally, you had to ask him.

“Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?”

“Because you looked so upset that you were on the brink of crying,” he responded, his voice so soft that it barely travelled to your ears. You were taken aback - you had hardly noticed it yourself.

“And also, you looked lonely.”

This comment resonated throughout your body, triggering the tears that you had been trying to hold back. You quickly wiped them away, hoping that Shinwon had not seen them. Unfortunately for you, he had been staring pointedly at you for the entire walk.

He reached over, and you flinched as he brushed his fingers through your hair, an attempt to comfort you. You blushed and pouted, and he smiled.

“Besides, I was getting tired of Chorong flirting with me,” Shinwon laughed, and you laughed as well, relieved to hear that he was just as sick of it as you were.

You continued to walk, now side by side, layered by a comfortable silence. Eventually, with a twinge of disappointment in your gut, you arrived at your car.

Shinwon bid you goodbye and waved you off. As you drove away and watched him disappear into the darkness, you realised that pleasant feelings of fondness were beginning to wash over you.

The following day, as once again your friends buzzed around Shinwon, you no longer watched with disdain. Rather, you watched him with growing curiosity.

You began to understand him better, now that your hatred had dissipated and your head was clearer. It was not due to some malicious intent of his that all of your friends gravitated towards him.

It was they who approached him, after all, and the moment he talked to them as himself, they fell for him - just as you eventually had as well.

You felt guilty for judging him so harshly, observing him from a distance and chewing your lip anxiously.

Later that evening, as you finished your late class and the university campus began to clear of people, you searched for him with dimmed hope. As you traversed the scattered buildings, you became distracted by the sound of a piano.

It was muffled and barely audible, but you could hear it well enough to follow it. It led you to a closed door with a frosted window.

You peered inside, seeing the barely visible figure of someone sitting at what you could assume was a large black grand piano. As you squinted and pushed yourself further against the door, those thick waves of dark brown hair became vaguely familiar.

“Shinwon?” You gasped softly.

Suddenly, the figure stopped playing and approached the door, cracking it open to reveal Shinwon’s cheeky smile. You stumbled backwards, your cheeks blushing a rosy tint in embarrassment.

“I knew it was you, (F/n),” he laughed, “are you spying on me?”

“I-I didn’t mean to. I just followed the music,” you stammered, pouting beneath his mischievous smirk.

“Do you want to listen?”

You opened and closed your mouth as you studied his invitation, considering it for a moment with growing weakness in your knees.

“Alright…if that’s okay with you,” you finally answered, feeling strangely shy about it.

Shinwon’s smile was warm as he clasped your hand by your hip and interlaced his fingers with yours, and he briefly sunk his teeth into his bottom lip. You were in a silly daze as he led you inside the music room, closing the door behind you.

He stopped in the middle of the room and turned you to face him, and you looked up at him with a baffled expression.

And then you felt it. That electric tension that hung in the air and settled on your skin. You inhaled quietly as Shinwon’s gaze grew serious.

“Shinwon, what is it?” You asked, his hand in your searing all of a sudden.

“Do you know why you irritate me so much, (F/n)?” He inquired softly.

You shrugged, “I wasn’t very polite to you.”

Shinwon laughed in a relaxed manner, but the hot, thick tension in the room was still present.

“Well, I did mess with you a few times, so I deserved it. No, it’s because you’re so pretty.”

You furrowed your brows at him, “how does that make sense, Shinwon-ah? Aren’t you teasing me?”

“I’m serious,” Shinwon mumbled, his gaze dropping to his shoes out of sincerity, “it frustrated me that you wouldn’t even look at me. You smile and laugh for anyone but me, and you’re so beautiful when you do that. It pissed me off.”

On pure impulse, you leaned on the tips of your toes and kissed him.

Shinwon flinched, his free hand instinctively hovering over the small of your back. You pulled away, parting from him with a soft pop, and for a moment, you stared at each other, expressions unmasked and lit up with emotions.

He swallowed, taking a few steady breaths and then cupping the back of your head and kissing you once more, far deeper this time.

Soon you were kissing each other desperately, pent up fervour pouring out into the heated embrace. By the time you stopped, you were both breathless, your lips swollen and glossy.

Shinwon’s hands ran down to your hips and then to the flesh of your ass, squeezing lightly. You gasped, “Sh-Shinwon, not here!”

“We can lock the door,” he hummed, gradually trailing kisses down your cheek, your jaw, nibbling at your earlobe, and you groaned lowly in response.

“Fine,” you relented, and he laughed softly, releasing you and returning to the door to click the lock.

And then Shinwon was back to his previous ministrations, showering your bare neck with butterfly kisses. Next, he slid his palms over your breasts, your hips, back to your ass, gradually pushing you backwards till the grand piano behind you stopped you.

Shinwon reached around and closed the top, lifting you to sit atop it and wrapping your legs around his waist.

You inhaled sharply upon feeling his boner, straining against his jeans and meeting the softness of your inner thigh, “are you…?”

Shinwon’s grin was sheepish, “I couldn’t help it, baby. You were making such cute noises earlier when I was kissing you.”

You hummed, grabbing a fistful of his fluffy hair from the back of his head and drawing his face closer to yours, basking beneath his happily surprised face.

“Well, why don’t you relieve yourself?”

Shinwon growled and kissed you deeply, his tongue tangling with your own, his sweet saliva mingling yours. His hips rolled against you slowly, and you groaned. It was a roughly pleasurable experience, the harsh fabric of his jeans digging into your soft cotton shorts.

“Fuck,” he cursed, rutting against you at an increasingly faster pace until the varnished wooden surface beneath you began to creak.

“Shinwon,” you puffed, applying pressure in return, “I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that.”

“Oh yeah?” Shinwon replied, his breathing laboured, “me too, baby.”

The room was filled with the sound of heavy panting, the sound of you both desperately grinding up against each other, creating a flurry of clothing.

And then his cock forcefully pushed against your clit through layers of clothes, and your orgasm abruptly welled up and burst, wrenched from your possession. You exclaimed uncontrollably, hanging your head back and sobbing out of pleasure.

“Shush,” Shinwon hushed, clasping his large hand over your mouth. Your vision was blurred as you looked up at him, your eyes half-lidded. His irises seemed to darken upon meeting your dazed gaze. Abruptly he squared his jaw, and then released a long, drawn-out groan, rather obviously cumming in his pants.

After your shared orgasms, you stared at each other, affection bleeding onto each of your expressions.

“Shit,” Shinwon cursed, his head dropping to stare at his crotch, chewing his bottom lip, “I made a mess. It’s a good thing I do my own laundry.”

You laughed, turned on simply by the sight of him biting his lip and his long eyelashes hooding his dark eyes, and then by the image that formed in your head of him cleaning his cum-stained boxers.

“I can help you with that,” you drawled, and Shinwon smiled at you crookedly.

“Oh, is that right? Let’s go, then.”

With that, you intertwined your fingers with his and began a slow walk back to his car.

You shared a comfortable, relaxed silence between you as you strolled.

It felt as if you had been a couple for a long time.

[key201303]

Ahhh it’s me again 😅 Since I watched the forest we:th Ptg clips (is that the actual name? Lol) I’ve been thinking about camping with the boys🥰 can you write #10 and #31 from the fluff prompts with Shinwon pls?? Thank you😅💕💕🦊

Heyy! Good to see you’re requesting again!! Sorry for taking so long to write this 🙏🏼🤧 I actually have no idea what’s the name of that but I perfectly know what you mean 🤣🤣 Here you have it and I hope it was more or less what you imagined ❤❤

Word count: 593 words

Warnings: None!

The boys have been waiting this day to come for the past four years. Working nonstop in their comebacks and music made them deserve nothing else but holidays in which they could relax and take a rest from idol life. Even though that was what it was supposed to happen, they found out you would be going with them for filming a reality show. And there you were, in the middle of a forest with nine boys and carrying tons of bags.

You had to admit that you all enjoyed it more than you expected. Out of the professional relationship you had with the boys, you considered them close friends and so they did. Especially Shinwon who would always come to you whenever he had something good or bad crossing his mind. For him, you were someone he could rely on a lot and even though you were a year younger than him, he always admired your maturity and the way you always had the right words for him to cheer up. Little did you know the crush he developed on you for the past year.

The cameras were finally off and you all enjoying a delicious dinner. It was a beautiful night. Stars twinkling above your heads creating a beautiful image that seemed to be out of a fairytale, the sound of the crickets in the background making you feel the nature surrounding you and some fireflies coming over from time to time making the scenery even more magic. 

For a moment you were left alone with Shinwon. You had no idea why but you started to feel nervous with his presence. Of course you have been with him alone other times but this time there was something different. The way he looked down at you as you both shared a can of soda and as you stared at the beautiful sky was pretty different from the way he used to look at you in other situations. “Apparently all our friends have a bet going about when we'll end up together.” He suddenly said looking back at the sky, too shy to look at you and too scared about what your reaction would be. You were shocked and you felt how your cheeks started to heat up at his sudden comment. You didn’t know what to say. Of course you liked him back but you never imagined he would have such feelings for someone like you. You always expected him to end up dating another idol in case he got the chance instead of dating a normal girl that worked for his company. “And actually… if I was the one deciding… They would win the bet.” He said shyly. “I never knew what I felt for you was love because you were always so caring and nice to me but when I asked Jinho hyung about my feelings he said it was love... “ He added. You were still shocked and had no idea of what to say or do. “Move away if you don’t want this kiss.” He said turning to face you and leaning in to kiss your cheek. You stayed there frozen like a statue. “I didn’t expect you to stay still.” He said blushing hard after softly kissing your cheek. Both of you were a blushing mess by the time and without even noticing you were holding each other’s hand as you stared at the sky. You had to admit it was an unexpected love but it was the best thing that would happen during those little Forest holidays.

[kpoppwriter]

Pentagon Reaction - Having a Short S/O

❧ Anon asked: Ptg reaction to having a short and/or chubby S/O? 👉🏻👈🏻 (your writing gives me life btw! It's so good!)

❧ A/N: I’ve been in a ptg mood recently

~※ Main Masterlist ※~

Jinho

The short king Jinho himself definitely doesn’t mind that you’re short. If you’re shorter than him, it actually gives him a bit of an ego boost. He likes having you shorter than him since it makes him feel like your protector. 

Hui

Hui may be on the shorter side himself but he’s gonna tease you a bit for being short. He actually likes that you’re short. It makes it so he can really wrap himself around you when you cuddle. 

Hongseok

Oh man. Hongseok is such a little tease. He teases and pokes fun at your height all the time. If you get bothered by it, he will stop. He thinks you’re so cute -- especially when you get angry and try to be all intimidating. 

Shinwon

Shinwon doesn’t mind that you’re short. He actually likes being able to drape his long limbs around you and fully envelope you. He might poke fun here and there but he doesn’t make it a regular thing. 

Yeo One

Aww Changgu thinks you’re just the cutest thing. He thinks you’re cute regardless of your height but it just adds to your cuteness. Oh, he might just combust when you have to get on your tippy toes to kiss him.

Yanan

Yanan doesn’t really think much about your height. To him, it doesn’t matter what his s/o’s height is. He loves you regardless. He does sometimes put stuff on the top shelf just to mess with you.

Yuto

Yuto is a sweet but teasing man. He’ll put things on the top shelf just so you have to come ask him for help. He does like that ego boost. He doesn’t verbally tease you much though. 

Kino

Kino thinks you’re cute all the time; your height is just a bonus to that. He likes to play around a bit but he never really teases you. He loves being able to wrap his whole body right around your smaller one. 

Wooseok

Wooseok is that guy that uses your head like an arm rest. He also calls you shorty and other short pun nicknames. He’s just a menace. He does do it out of love though.

[pufflix]

O students

read the revised version here!

masterlist

wc: 3,3k

pairing: kim seungmin x gn!reader

featuring: han jisung, loona's chaewon, the boyz's eric, pentagon's shinwon, sf9's chani

summary: for two years, you considered seungmin as a rival, until he did his best to befriend you

genres: hogwarts!au, rivals to friends to lovers!au, ravenclaw!seungmin, ravenclaw!reader, fluff

tw: one curse word

notes: after two years, i'm finally back :') enjoy this piece and please show seungmin some love! moodboard made by me, pictures found on the internet

order of writing: chan - jisung - minho - hyunjin - jeongin - seungmin - changbin - felix

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hogwarts series tag list: @starlighthan @sulfurcosmos @zeawkwardpterodactyl

It was common knowledge that Seungmin was an O student, and you weren’t so far behind. In the beginning of first year up until the end of second year, you were rivals. You were competitive and Seungmin was a pain. He wasn’t competitive as much, but he was better than you, and you couldn’t tolerate it. Fortunately, he asked if he could talk to you on the train to your third year and you’ve been a better person ever since; less competitive, more open and definitely more livable. Bonus, you became friends with him.

Your parents had pressured you into being the best student and it made you do and say things you regret, but Seungmin understood, which you were thankful for. They also wanted you to be a Slytherin, like them, but perhaps the Sorting Hat knew deep down who you really were.

Hogwarts has always been a second home to you. At all times, you felt cozy and relaxed despite the amount of noise and homework. Making peace with yourself made the whole experience ten times better.

The librarian came out of nowhere with an unpleasant look —the usual— and hissed to the whole library before storming out: “Pray that I won’t find out who damaged our copy of Important modern magic discoveries.”

You looked at Seungmin at the other side of the table and laughed quietly while he shook his head. You knew who it was, but you wouldn’t snitch on a fellow Ravenclaw. Especially not when he cost too much house points already.

Seungmin didn’t like studying in the Great Hall because it was too loud compared to the library, where the librarian never accepted any sound (whispers were worse than speaking out loud for her). The common room was okay, sometimes, but it was mostly a place to chill and read.

Moreover, he knew every inch of the library like the back of his hand, so he often helped restock and find books for other students if they looked lost. You found that admirable, knowing the librarian’s temperament. He didn’t seem to mind, though. In fact, she seemed to respect your friend, value even.

“I can’t believe Jisung’s scared of acromantulas,” you blurted out of the blue, the last class of defense against the dark arts still fresh on your mind.

“Me neither. He does have one fear, after all.”

You nodded, refocusing on your task at hand, when a tired-looking Chaewon sat next to you with a light thud. She sighed, pinching her nose bridge in annoyance.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, your voice laced with worry.

“I just tutored Heejin for transfiguration but she’s not making any effort.”

“She asked the professor herself, though?”

“Exactly! Ugh, why did it have to be me?”

“Ask the professor to change the tutor,” proposed Seungmin.

“Already did, but she said I was the second best choice, the first being Hyunjin, and he’s already tutoring a Gryffindor.”

“Wait. You don’t have to actually meet up, right?” You were not going to let your friend have a hard time for basically nothing.

“I guess not…”

“Then just don’t. I’m sure she doesn’t even need the help.”

“You’re right, she looked jealous over the person that genuinely needed the help,” recalled Seungmin.

“I guess she likes Hyunjin or something,” Chaewon shrugged.

“Poor girl. He’s never going to see her that way,” you shook your head.

“Shhh!” hissed the librarian behind you, making you all flinch. No one saw her coming back and it put an end to your conversation.

A few days later, in history of magic class, the professor monotonously recited his 14th century’s witch hunt lesson while some classmates were playing exploding snap at the back. Seungmin was, as usual, immersed in the lecture while you were trying your best not to fall asleep. Chaewon was diligently writing down notes two rows back, next to Hyunjin who gave up on staying awake a long time ago. You’ve never spent time with the Slytherin girl, but she was close to Chaewon. You could hear mini explosions and laughter from behind you, and if you weren't so drowsy right now, you would've gone to see how the game was going.

After the class, you went to the courtyard during recess with Seungmin.

“I just don’t get why flying carpets are illegal, you know? They look so much steadier than brooms,” you sighed, sitting on the low wall surrounding the courtyard, your friend following you.

“I’d tell you the reason, but you know it already.”

“Yes, they have been defined as a ‘muggle artifact’ by the registry of proscribed charmable objects, so now they're banned. But so are brooms! I guess the ministry had to choose, and made a huge mistake.”

“Why don’t you send them an owl to make a change?” Seungmin proposed, amused by your beliefs.

“Are you out of your mind? My dad works at the ministry, I don't fancy receiving a howler during breakfast for my 'disrespect of the wizarding law’, thank you very much.”

You visibly shivered at the thought.

“Would be fun to–” Seungmin started, but your attention drifted off to a guy standing on the edge of the fountain.

“Anyone want to do my history homework? I can pay,” proposed a fourth year Gryffindor, Eric if you weren’t mistaken.

Seeing you were about to get up to walk in the direction of the guy, Seungmin stopped you by tugging on your robe. “You’re not seriously considering it?”

“Why not? If he pays well, I can buy some books at Fleury and Bott this weekend,” you shrugged.

“I’ll buy you every book you want but please. Don’t do it, you already have a lot on your plate.”

“Aww. Is that worry? You’re so cute. Every book I want, huh? You can’t back down now!”

Seungmin grimaced a bit as he watched you excitedly walking to your next class. He sighed tiredly before joining you, considering Eric’s offer to buy those books for a brief moment. That would've been hypocritical of him to do that, so he kept walking.

He never regretted it because he could spend more quality time with you. His wallet though, it was another story.

Out of the books you acquired, there was the ‘Quintessence: A Quest’ charm book destined for the sixth year students.

Back to Ravenclaw’s common room that Sunday, you browsed through it while Seungmin was, no big surprise, working on assignments. Chaewon was with you two for a few hours, then decided to go outside, quoting her: ‘to enjoy the first warm day of the year.’

As you were turning the pages, a spell caught your eye. It was the bubble-head charm.

“I can’t believe that spell is too advanced for me,” you whispered to yourself.

Seungmin took a quick look at your interest and shrugged, saying, “it never stopped me.”

“Me neither. I’m just saying that it’s a cool spell that we should've learned already! How cool would it be to swim in the black lake for hours, meet the merpeople and the giant squid?”

“Y/N, let me stop you right there,” he said seriously, bringing a hand up. “The black lake is forbidden, please don’t do anything stupid. Jisung is already a pain for losing house points daily,” he requested, his eyes pleading.

“Contrary to what you may think, I didn’t get sorted into Ravenclaw simply because I like the color blue. I know how to stay out of trouble.” Seungmin gave you an unimpressed look. “Okay. Okay, I won’t enter the black lake. Promise.”

“Thank you,” he let out a relieved sigh.

“I’m still learning that spell, though.”

“Y/N!”

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“The library is like a second Ravenclaw common room at this point,” Chaewon pointed out, sitting next to you at a table attached to one of many narrow rows. “I’ve seen a majority of blue robes since I entered.”

“Can’t deny it,” you shrugged, amused, finishing a transfiguration assignment.

Your friend chuckled lightly, stopped abruptly when she heard a ‘shh’ from the end of the row ��the librarian, no doubt– and sighed quietly. “I have five minutes to cry over my potions essay.”

“Already?”

Lunch time was about to end. Passing your own potions essay to your friend under her thanks, you packed up your things and waited for her to rectify a few facts on her parchment.

“I’m forever grateful,” the Ravenclaw girl said on your way to the dungeons, where you joined Seungmin and the Hufflepuffs.

“Come on Chae, we're friends. I would lend you my essays anytime.”

“You’re the best Y/N!” Chaewon exclaimed, a pretty eye smile adorning her soft features, as she put her arms around one of yours.

Seungmin stood there, smiling to himself at the exchange, his eyes lingering on your face, which didn’t go unnoticed by Jisung. As you all entered the classroom, he nudged his friend.

“Is this a one-sided enemy to lovers au?”

He friendly slapped his shoulder and told him to shut up. Everyone around Seungmin and you knew your past. It was quite the show.

“It’s so frustrating! He’s always ahead of me, no matter how hard I try to be the best,” you told your cousin.

It was about April of your second year. You had a cousin who was in his 7th year at that time. A Slytherin, too.

“You’re being too hard on yourself, Y/N,” he smiled as he put a hand on your shoulder.

Shinwon was always supportive and cheerful, despite your family motto (‘be the best in everything’). At seventeen, he already chose his path, his parents accepting it or not. Indeed, he wanted to become a healer at St Mungo’s and save lives. It was admirable, and you wished you were more like him.

“I know your parents are putting a lot of pressure on you, but you’re only twelve. Enjoy your school years, forge your own path, make friends and, more importantly, be happy.”

Those words actually helped you get through the end of your second year. Your cousin was now a healer at St Mungo’s as he dreamed of, and to honor his kind words, you were enjoying your school days as much as you could.

After potions, you got to herbology.

You’ve spent the two last classes learning the herbivicus charm, and Seungmin particularly loved it. All week, he practiced on the few plants in the common room, or the ones outside.

Herbology was one of your friend’s favorite subjects, he loved to take care of the plants, even outside of class. The professor let him water every plant in the greenhouses on weekends— to his request.

At lunch, you were eating with your friends, Jisung, his partner in crime and Chani. The latter looked around the table, stopped for a few seconds, then offered his hand over the table for Chaewon to shake. She confusedly did.

“Looks like we're likely to end up together, this feels like a triple date.” Chaewon removed her hand from his under the protests and indignation of the five persons concerned. Chani put his hands up in fake surrender, “That was a joke, jeez.”

“Not very funny,” muttered Jisung before taking a sip of pumpkin juice.

“Don't scare me like that again,” Chaewon glared at Chani, gently rubbing the hand that touched his own under the table.

He sent her an apologetic smile, and you were so immersed in their conversation that —you caught Chani’s red ears and how your friend’s features didn't match her actions— you weren't aware of Seungmin gazing at you, his brain going blank.

No thoughts, just your pretty eyes, cute smile and soft skin.

He snapped out of it when Jisung flicked his fingers in front of him. “You okay there, mate? Looks like you were daydreaming.”

Seungmin kicked him under the table —making him dramatically yelp in pain— and resumed eating his lunch in silence, trying his best to hide his embarrassment.

Actually, he has harbored feelings for you for quite some time, a few months before you talked out your rivalry. He never said anything, of course, by fear you would reject him or worse, end your friendship with him. He always did his best to hide his secret from everyone; that was until Jisung caught up.

During defense against the dark arts this afternoon, as Ravenclaws and Slytherins were practicing the twitchy-ears hex —and, therefore, the shield charm—, Jisung and his partner in crime were half-heartedly training, preferring taking their time to chat, glancing at Seungmin and you from time to time from the other side of the room. You were diligently practicing with Chaewon while Chani was with Seungmin.

The latter wasn’t fully concentrated though, often having the overwhelming feeling of eyes boring into him. He didn’t like that. It even made him mess up his shield charm, resulting in him feeling his ear twitch. He groaned, congratulated Chani and pointed his wand at his ear, whispering: “Finite.” Then, he hexed Jisung across the room when he wasn’t looking, his partner being confused because she wasn’t the one to hex him.

Meanwhile, Chaewon and you were pretty good at this so everytime one of you casted a spell, there was no difference. Both your shield charms were perfect.

“Almost would’ve like to know how the hex feels,” Chaewon laughed during recess.

You were at the library, working on the herbology essay you got that morning, with Seungmin and Chaewon. Without a word, you put your wand out of your robe pocket, pointing it at your friend. She raised her hands to her ears, an unpleasant look on her face.

“I said almost! It’s quite irksome, actually.” You released her from the hex and she relaxed, quickly rubbing her ears, “Thanks.”

“My pleasure.”

Seungmin was lost in thought, thinking about how smart and talented you were. He had a stupid smile on his face until he shook his head and realized Chaewon was staring at him suspiciously. He coughed and got back to his assignment, not being able to fully focus.

He was losing control of his emotions.

That night in the common room, as you three were still working —uh, boringgg— on your assignments before dinner, Chaewon decided she had enough and preferred reading a romance book on her bed. She packed her stuff and went to her dorm, leaving Seungmin and you in a comfortable silence. Until Jisung entered the room, sneakily walking behind your backs at a safe distance.

He pointed his wand at your sleeves —they were a few inches apart— and whispered: “Epoximise.” He then fled out of the room like he was never here, excitedly thinking how his plan was working perfectly.

You didn’t notice for like twenty seconds, but when you moved your hand to write on your parchment, Seungmin’s left arm followed. You looked at each other in disbelief, raising your arms to see what could’ve happened.

Seungmin’s robe sleeve somehow merged with yours.

The sudden proximity —your pinky fingers touched a few times— embarrassed you for some reason, while Seungmin was a blushing mess.

“We should probably do something about that,” you finally say, gesturing to your hands.

“Right.”

“You should do it.”

“Yeah,” he murmured as he took his wand, “finite.”

“I wonder who did this.”

“I have an idea.” Seungmin looked upset, but you didn’t pry. “I’ll be back,” he said, getting up and leaving the common room in a hurry.

You took this time alone —well, almost, there were other Ravenclaws around— to think about why your cheeks burned as much as they did when your hands were touching.

You didn’t like him like that, right?

He was just a good friend you disliked before, who’s been nothing but sweet and understanding. A truly smart guy who, despite his gigantic love for academics and books, could always make time to help others whenever they needed. You loved that in him— wait.

No, no, no.

While you tried to convince yourself it wasn’t ‘love’ you were feeling, Seungmin was out for Jisung’s head. He found him on the spiral staircase leading to their common room, walking up in his direction.

“Jisung,” he shouted from a few stairs above him, startling not only the concerned, but a few paintings too.

“Oh, Seung, hey, how’re you doing?” he asked as he stopped in his tracks.

“What were you THINKING?”

Slowly walking backwards, Jisung started sweating, his friend’s anger intimidating him a little. “It wasn’t—”

“I know it was you, don’t deny it. I’ve felt you staring at me for hours today, I knew you were planning something.”

“I was going to say that it wasn’t meant to hurt you in any way, more like bring you two closer with a little push. I’m sorry.”

“I should hex you right now,” Seungmin huffed.

“Didn’t you already do in dada?” he raised a brow, crossing his arms.

“True. I guess we’re even, then.”

Jisung let out a relieved breath, “how did it go?”

“It was awkward,” he explained as they came back to the common room together, “and I won’t discuss this matter further with you. You’ve done your part,” he stopped to give the eagle knocker an answer to his riddle, “please don’t do anything else.”

Jisung nodded as he saw you were alone at the table, your hands in your hair like you were having a crisis. He excused himself before going to his dorm, while Seungmin sat next to you. “You okay?”

You shot your head up, using your hands to fix your hair. “Of course. Yeah. Totally.”

It looked like you were freaking out, which worried Seungmin, but he kept his mouth shut, gazing at your face. You finally looked at him and it was weird, your heart was still beating fast but you felt at ease. You managed to smile, losing yourself in his soft brown eyes.

“You’re really beautiful,” he whispered but you heard it.

You blushed, your smile growing wider. “You’re beautiful, too.”

His eyes widened, his ears got red as he hid his face behind his hands.

Giggling, you gently took his hands in yours and brought them down, leaning towards him. You looked in each other’s eyes with adoration.

He slowly closed the gap between you in a chaste kiss. It didn’t last long, but it was sweet and made you all fuzzy inside. The euphoria ended immediately after a couple Ravenclaws cheered for you, though, but it was a nice feeling.

At dinner, Seungmin, Chaewon, Jisung, his partner in crime, Chani and you were all eating together, and you two lovebirds were holding hands under the table.

Jisung raised his glass out of nowhere, “I’d like to make a toast.”

“We’re fourteen,” Chani interrupted.

“Shut up and raise your damn pumpkin juice,” he cursed in a whisper, before smiling at his friends raising their own glasses —reluctantly or not. “To the new couple I helped”—Seungmin scoffed—“make happen today,” he announced as he glanced at you two, “next is your turn, buddies,” he added to the attention of Chaewon and Chani, who blushed hard.

“Cheers,” his partner in crime jovially said, before drinking.

“And when’s your turn?” Seungmin asked Jisung, murmuring over the table so he’d be the only one hearing.

“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that,” he murmured back.

After dinner, Seungmin and you were walking around the courtyard, holding hands and making heart eyes at each other.

“Remember when I decided to learn the bubble-head charm?”

“I don’t think I like what you’re implying…” he softly answered, already feeling anxious about your next words.

“It’s not that bad, I promise,” you giggled, “I learned how to make blue sparks too.”

You put your wand out and pointed to the night sky. Making the right hand movement, jets of blue sparks came out of the tip of your wand, illuminating the sky. “Vermillious,” you enunciated, adding jets of red sparks into the mini fireworks, creating purple sparks in the process.

Seungmin was amazed, it was such a mesmerizing view. His eyes fell on your face, and, at that exact moment, intently watching as your eyes shone and your smile held pure gratification, he knew why he loved you.

You were full of life, always by his side, a good friend and so, so beautiful under the multicolored lights.

[adachicuto]

shinwon’s love languages

⇾ physical touch:

from what i’ve seen over the past few years, shinwon seems like a very touchy person. so, i think he’d always have to be holding your hand and have an arm wrapped around your shoulders etc. because it’s just second nature to him

i think during the early stages of your relationship he would be very mindful about things like holding your hand and hugging you bc he’d know that he’s a touchy person and he would hate to make you uncomfortable. so, he would be very observant and would hold back on the hugs etc. and probably to the point where you’d be like ?? ‘does he actually like me’

but after communicating your feelings with each other, everything would be pretty smooth from there on out and shinwon would still make sure you’d be okay with all of the hugs and kisses

so, there would be a lot random hugs, massages, welcome and goodbye kisses, and slow dancing in your tiny kitchen at weird hours of the night but you there would be no arguments from you about it

⇾ gifts:

he’d love to give you random little gifts just because. made it through a tough week? he’d get you you flowers and something you’d been eyeing for a while. got a big promotion? he’d take you on a little weekend vacation and in the future you’d go somewhere you’d both been hoping to visit

one of his favorite gifts to give you would be gifts in the form of food and beverages. since you’d always bring him and the rest of ptg food and drinks, he wouldn’t mind returning the favor and would get you your favorite dessert or drink

if there’s a hobby that you’d be really passionate about, he’d get you things that would make you enjoy it a little bit more. into baking? he’d get you oven mittens that reminded him of you

playing piano or guitar for you and you’d be so in awe of how talented he is and it’d be considered a gift to you that you would be able to witness moments like that

⇾ words of affirmation:

even though we’ve all seen him be pretty goofy, i get the feeling that he’s really good with his words. like, maybe you wouldn’t be feeling the best and he’d assure that you’re doing great and that would make you feel better

he’d always compliment you about your cooking, your smile etc. because he’d know that there would be a some things that you’d be a little insecure about and he’d want to help boost your confidence

shinwon would always thank you whenever you’d support him and the boys because he’d know that his career is very time-consuming and that being away from him would be pretty difficult for you. so, he’d always thank you for putting up with him

would definitely say nice things about you to the other members but not in a overly annoying way. he’d also brag here and there about you “y/n is so smart. look what they did” etc. shinwon would always write little notes and slip them into your bag or stick them around your apartment and they’d range from silly to very heartfelt

[international-kpopfan]

It's always been you - Ko Shinwon (F)

Summary | Your friendship with Shinwon is something that you would never change for a thing in the world, but what if feelings are getting involved?.

Genre | fluff, high school, non-idol boyfriend.

Warnings | none.

Pairing | femxreader x Ko Shinwon

WC | around 2.4k

Note | Requested by anon.

Note | I will be on holiday from the 12th of January till the 1st of February. I won't post anything during these days, but I will of course try to write as much as possible for you guys in my notebook. Please be patient if you have any requests.

Note | thinking about a part two?. Let me know if you want a part two (this will probably contain smut)

Original request |  hi! could i request something with shinwon of pentagon? something fluffy, like a slowburn friends-lovers? if theres smut at the end its ok too but i'm not picky :o

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Shinwon will do anything for you, whether it's 3 AM or 4 PM when you need him, he's there. You met him when your parents decided to move to South Korea and enroll you in a Korean high school. There was only one problem, you didn't speak a word of Korean. The first days were hell, nobody spoke to you, partly because the language was a problem, but also because you looked different from others. You didn't belong to the Korean stereotype. For a few days, you were mostly on your own, trying to understand every word that the teachers said and find yourself a place in Korean society. A new house, a new city, new culture. Everything was different from home.

The moment Shinwon walked into class after a few days off due to a death in his family, his eyes were on you. The young lady at the back of the class, sitting quietly leafing through her book with an annoyed expression on her face. His best friend slapped him on the shoulder and gave him an update on who the new student was.

Shinwon had his full attention on you. You on the other hand were too focused to understand a single symbol written on the board. Your eyebrows furrowed, eyes fixed on the board and your tongue sticking out beyond your lips. Shinwon had to and would talk to you no matter what.

Most students thought it was weird. One of the hottest guys in school who took an interest in just one of the least popular ladies, as if they'd landed in fanfiction on Wattpad. Shinwon was careful on his first attempt to talk to you. His English was not at all what it should have been, if only he had paid more attention in class instead of making paper airplanes and then tossing them at his best friend. It could have helped him so much right now.

Sitting on one of the picnic benches outside in the square you scribbled something in your notebook, sometimes they were drawings, and sometimes you wrote a simple story about a bird that just flew over. Suddenly the book was snatched from your hands, your hands actively trying to get the book back from whoever had the guts to pull it out of your hands, but as soon as you saw his face you lowered your hands.

Shinwon flipped through the booklet, the occasional nod, and an approving hum as if it were a project for an exam. In his best English, he commented that he liked it. A smile appeared on your face, the first in a few days and you slowly took the book back from his hands.

''I'm Shinwon, nice to meet you''.

''I'm Y/N, nice to meet you too''.

*

"Where the hell are you with your thoughts?". Shinwon throws his bag down on one of the tables in the room and then takes a seat in the chair in front of you. His English has improved and, to your surprise, your Korean has gone faster than you expected. Those three evenings a week have paid off.

"Zac Efron," you mutter and Shinwon rolls his eyes. "Sure, like you're ever going to meet that guy." Meanwhile, several students enter the room. Over the past few years, as your Korean got better, more and more social contacts came. Likewise at school. Not everyone was talking to you, but no one was ignoring you either. Shinwon turns leans over the back of the chair and prepares to speak as the teacher slams the door shut. A wink is all you need to know that he has plans.

The friendship between you and Shinwon has grown in recent years, from not being able to communicate with each other to learn each other's language by studying to completely trusting each other about two years later.

A lot has happened in those two years. Shinwon is still the popular dude, you the less popular lady. You often got the idea that when you hang out with Shinwon, you are automatically popular, and often it is. Shinwon on the other hand is the most chill guy you can have in your group of friends. He doesn't care if he's seen as popular, because popularity doesn't define you as a person.

"Psst..." You are startled by Shinwon tapping your arm. "Lesson is over." Surprised but still deep in thought, you grab your things and put them in your bag.

"Let me guess, Zac Efron?". Woo, one of Shinwon's best friends, yells from the doorway, laughing.

"Shut up," you mutter as you pass him into the hallway. Shinwon follows but stops when Woo grabs him by the arm.

"You better get that Zac dude out of her head."

Shinwon chuckles as he wraps an arm around his best friend. "Don't worry, I can handle Zac."

*

''How many pizzas did you order?''. With some great surprise, you drop the five pizza boxes on the table. Shinwon gets up from the couch with a grin on his face. "What, I'm hungry." You open the boxes of pizza while Shinwon stands behind you. He leans over your shoulder, one arm close to your lower back as he takes a slice from the box. The way he grabs a simple pizza slice is new. Normally he takes one of the boxes from your hands before you close the door at all.

"Yummy," he mumbles with a mouth full and leans against the table, his eyes on you. A smile appears on your face when you see how much he enjoys food.

''Better for your life that it's nice because I don't like to spend money on your addictions''.

You are both sitting on the couch in the meantime, each with a box on your lap. Shinwon's is almost empty, yours is still half full with delicious pizza slices.

Shinwon casts his gaze on you. The past few years have been nothing but great for him. He got to know you, improved his English, you became best friends and graduated together and then both went on to study different directions. He the entertainment, you in law enforcement.

Many things have changed, but there is one thing that will never change until he has the guts to do something about it himself. He's seen plenty of guys hanging around you over the years, but none came close enough to the ideal son-in-law to come home with.

Despite being the popular guy, his attention has always been on you. From the moment he stepped into the room and set his eyes on you, it was clear to him. The butterflies that happily fluttered around again after a few months of being single, said enough.

*

Shinwon's behavior has changed, that's for sure. The moment he's alone with you, it's like a completely different Shinwon is there. Shy, observant, careful in his actions, and above all, he withheld from touch. Hugs were shorter. And the usual kiss on your forehead when he said goodbye he completely dropped.

It makes you insecure somehow. Why?. No idea. You're his best friend, yet the actions that seemed so normal in years past now seem abnormal.

You drop onto the bed, legs and arms spread like a starfish while closing your eyes. Lots of thoughts running through your head. You turn on your side, facing the wall of polaroid photos from past years. Parties, graduations, dinners, and much more. Shinwon is in almost every photo, even the one from Valentine's Day. A smile appears on your face when you think back to the last school year. Shinwon arrived at school with a balloon, you thinking he had his attention on another lady but no, the balloon came your way. Several students watched the whole view with their mouths open, while you took the balloon uncertainly with a feeling of nervousness. Shinwon assured everyone that it was purely amicable, that best friends can love each other even though there is no intimate relationship. Hearing those words made your heart clench. It hurt to hear, but you didn't know any better. You were best friends and that was it. You don't remember when the butterflies started fooling around in your stomach, you don't even remember the moment you fell in love with him. Maybe it gradually changed from friendship feelings to actual feelings, without even noticing it. What you do know is that you don't want to lose him, even it means that you need to push those feelings away.

A tear slips from the corner of your eye, leaving a wet spot on your pillow. Why does it hurt so much?.

*

Shinwon parks his car in the university parking lot, he sends you a quick message that he's there and waits patiently until he hears the door open.

"Hey, thanks for picking me up." Shinwon winks and starts the engine as soon as you are safe and sound in the seat.

His behavior, according to you, is still the same. He does the things he's always done, but a little differently. Still no forehead kiss, he will hug you but it feels very distant and he has been very distant the last few days?.

"I have a date tonight," Shinwon says, keeping his eyes on the road. His voice is flat. There is no emotion in it at all and thinking about him being with another woman tonight brings the same feeling again. A stab in your heart.

"Oh, great!. What are you going to do?". You ask with fake enthusiasm. Shinwon runs a hand through his hair as you stop at the traffic light.

"Eating out, she can choose the restaurant. I'll pick her up at 7 o'clock." The same voice again, flat as can be. You lean your head against the car window and sigh. Your gaze falls on his clothes, a small chuckle escapes your lips.

"I hope you're going to wear something different than this." Shinwon quickly glances at his clothes. What's wrong with jeans, a shirt, and sneakers?. "She'll just have to accept me as I am," he mumbles, a little irritation audible in his voice.

"Okay okay, clear. It's your date." Even though you try to be there for him, be happy for him and support him in everything he does, it changes your mood.

"I hope she's the one you're looking for, if not?. You know where to find me'', you blurted out as you get out of the car, with a light blush on your cheeks. You never expected that you would dare to say this. A smile appears on Shinwon's face, the first in the entire car ride. A smile you've never seen from him before.

"You'll hear from me," he calls after you and he quickly drives off, on his way to his date.

*

Shinwon knew the moment he saw his date walk through the door that he had made a big mistake. This was not what he wanted. His date was a beautiful woman, nothing could be further from the truth. But not the woman he expected. Woo, his best friend, thought it was about time Shinwon started dating. With the reason to get you out of his mind as long as he was too scared to do anything. One of Woo's colleagues thought Shinwon was a handsome man, and Woo didn't have to think twice about pairing the two together. Shinwon didn't know anything, not what she looked like, what she was like, and who she was.

It didn't sit well with him. It's not easy for him either. Having feelings for your best friend is often the worst thing that can happen to a friendship. At least that's what he read on the internet after he researched on google. He wants so badly to be more than that, but he knows full well that it is one-sided. You see him as your best friend, and nothing more. He should have known. A blind date would help him to change his mind, but this doesn't help either.

"Sorry, I have to go," he mumbles and puts some money down for the bill, grabs his coat, and storms out of the restaurant. He can't take it anymore.

*

Several loud bangs startle you from the series that has been watching for the past few hours, to avoid being busy with Shinwon as much as possible. You rush towards the hall where you take the door off the lock and open it. The very man you tried to fight out of your mind is breathless with one hand leaning against the door frame. "What the hell happened?".

Without saying a word he walks into your apartment, you close the door behind you and follow him. He stands with both hands on his sides in the middle of the living room, shaking his head and turning around.

"Sorry, I have to do this."

He walks up to you, takes your face in both hands, and presses his lips to yours. Eyes as big as the china saucers in your grandmother's closet, hands clenched in fists and your body that can't move in any way, that's how you react to the man who, after all these years, finally kisses you.

Shinwon lets go, a little unsure of how you're going to react, but the frozen attitude your body had taken doesn't give him a straight answer.

"I'm sorry," he mumbles and prepares to disappear from your apartment as quickly as possible.

''For what?. For the fact that it took you years?. Or for the fact that you seriously think I'll agree to just one kiss?".

You are amazed that you can speak at all, your body is slowly thawing from shock, your heart is pumping like crazy and a small blush forms on your cheeks. And you wonder where the confidence comes from. Maybe you are just sick and tired of not being honest about your feelings.

Shinwon chuckles uncertainly, not knowing what to do in this situation.

"So this means that..."

You don't let him finish, you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss his lips.

"It means we were both wimps." Shinwon smiles and without any warning, he grabs your body and lifts you up. Automatically you close your legs around his waist, his hands move from your lower back to your butt.

"Then these wimps should make sure that doesn't happen again," he jokes as he presses a kiss to your lips and makes his way to your bedroom.

*

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[yunhohours]

hi! could you do a fluff prompt for shinwon of pentagon. w lines 26 + 31 if you're srill accepting?

I'm not gonna lie, I'm having feelings after writing this one. I think I made myself fall in love with Shinwon? Help. jk aren't we all in love with him already

26. “Please just kiss me already.” 31. “Are you flirting with me?” “You just noticed?”

The sound of about a dozen pairs of feet heading in your direction suddenly fills your ears. You put your phone in the pouch of your hoodie as you hear them getting louder. By the time you look in the direction of the sound, you see them–eight members of Pentagon and about a handful of staff members.

They had one of many performances for their new comeback scheduled today and your best friend, Changgu, had invited you to come wait for him in the back. You wouldn’t normally come to a scheduled activity like this, but you’re leaving for a month-long trip tomorrow and Changgu offered to help you pack tonight despite how full his day was. He was always lovely like that, going out of his way to help you without you even having to ask. Even when you would protest his help in favor of his own self-care, he would insist. It’s just how it goes with Changgu.

Changgu smiles when he sees you, waving at you from across the room while a couple staff members quickly remove any equipment or fragile accessories from him. The other members all nod, smile, or say their hellos to you, Hongseok taking the time to make small talk with you as he removes his own performance gear.

“I’ll be back in twenty! Going to change and wrap some things up and then we can go.” Changgu announces with a tap on your shoulder and a reassuring smile before he disappears through one of many doors and hallways littered around the room. You start to pull out your phone again to pass the time, but then you feel a warm body sitting next to you on the small couch. You glance over and see a smiling Shinwon. “Hi, beautiful.”

Your cheeks tinge pink, not expecting such a sweet name from such a handsome man–not that you’re complaining. “Oh, hi Shinwon.” Your voice is soft but confident and he seems to be able to pick up on that because his smile changes to one of intrigue. “I’m really happy you’re here,” he says, his tone sincere. Shinwon is always sincere but it feels different in a very nice way when his tone matches it. Your cheeks feel even warmer but you don’t want him to see how he affects you, knowing he’ll happily point it out for his own fun. You decide to respond to him without words, matching his smile instead.

“You look very nice.” He adds, making you very aware of the fact that you’re sitting beside him in sweats and sneakers and he’s dressed like a literal work of art. You giggle and scoff at him, tilting your head to look up at him through your lashes for dramatic effect. “Don’t flatter me.”

“What if I want to?” His quick wit catches you off guard as it often does. You just sit there for a moment, holding eye contact with him that he has no intention of shying away from. You feel like this can’t possibly be happening right now. The confident, alluring image they’ve been presenting on stage this comeback must be rubbing off on him in a big way.

“Are you flirting with me?” You ask, not letting the eye contact falter. “You just noticed?” He asks back, a small smirk forming on his lips.

You can’t help but beam, even though you roll your eyes at the same time. “You’re something else.” He’s definitely heard that before but he still grins like it’s the first time. It’s the first time from you and that’s the point. He glances at the clock on the wall and then stands up as if he has somewhere to be.

“Time for a smoke break.” Your face contorts in confusion. You know he doesn’t smoke. Even if he did, he wouldn’t do it here. “I need a bodyguard to come with me. Are you up for the job? When I look this expensive, I am a target for criminals. And anyone with good taste.” The smirk is back with the last sentence and as obnoxiously confident as he’s being, again, you can’t help but smile. “Sure thing. I wouldn’t want anything to happen to Changgu’s friend.” He appreciates the banter and offers you his arm.

As the two of you walk out the back of the building to an empty slab of concrete and alleyways, you suddenly feel the vibe change. You’re alone with Shinwon. No one can see you here and most don’t even know you’re here at all. Butterflies flitter about in your stomach. You never thought you would feel this much attraction to Shinwon. Of course, you’ve always thought he was incredibly handsome and one of the funniest people you know, but you’ve never been more than just playful friends with one another. In this moment, you feel like two people that are starting to see each other in a different light. It feels foreign, but good.

Shinwon turns to face you and you shrink back against the wall, your nerves getting to you a bit. “So, you’re leaving for a while?” He asks, not showing any recognition of your nerves as he looks at you the same way he did inside. You nod excitedly. You’ve been looking forward to your trip for months and it’s finally time. Shinwon’s frown pulls you out of your excitement and you wonder if something is wrong. “So I have to wait a month to take you on a date, then?”

“Shinwonnnn,” you whine playfully, wiggling your body in mock mini-tantrum. The truth is that you would love to go on a date with him but the feelings you’re having are overwhelming you and you don’t know how to accept them so you’re opting for playing them off. The bright, adoring smile on his face in response to you doesn’t help anything. It feels like the butterflies in your stomach will fly right out any second.

“What? Don’t you want to?” Goosebumps cover your body at the change of his tone. His question is asked low, slow, with more eye contact than you can handle in this already-exhilarated state. You realize he’s somehow closer to you now, his long waves falling over his face as he looks down at you. You forgot he’s asked you anything at all, your eyes taking in every beautiful feature of his face before settling on the pretty pink pout of his lips. They look so soft, inviting. If you just leaned in a little bit you could just–

No, that’s crazy. The blush on your cheeks from earlier has nothing on this new shade. You glance down, feeling embarrassed by the way you were overtly gawking at him. A choked gasp leaves your lips when you feel the soft red velvet of his gloved finger lifting your chin to meet his intense gaze once again. “Please just kiss me already.” The same low, honey tone makes you do as requested.

The kiss is short and sweet but full of possibilities. His lips are even softer than they look and you miss them the moment they pull away, though the giddy smile on his face almost makes up for it. You feel like you should say something, but what do you say after a moment like that? Shinwon takes it upon himself to break the silence, his mouth forming a sentence that you’ll never get to hear.

Changgu’s head pops out of the back door that squeaks loud enough to announce his presence. You’re grateful he didn’t open the door a minute sooner to see you kissing one of his many best friends when you’re meant to be there for him. You two are awfully close, yes, but you can explain that away much easier. To your relief, Shinwon handles the situation for you–something he seems to be doing a lot today.

“Thank you for lending y/n to me,” he starts as he walks back to the door, gesturing dramatically all the while. “She saved me from vile criminals during my smoke break. You really ought to give her a raise.” By the time he’s finished with his imaginative tale, his elbow is resting atop the shoulder of the one and only Changgu, who is looking at him like he’s insane. That probably happens a lot.

“...Okay.” Changgu laughs and shakes his head, not sure what is going on with Shinwon but deciding it’s most likely not worth the time investigating. “Y/n, are you ready? I placed a delivery order to your place so we should probably get there asap.” Reliable Changgu, even making sure you’re well-fed. You smile at him fondly and nod as you make your way back to him.

He’s already making his way back through the door when you reach him, undoubtedly on his way to grab his things so you two can leave. You follow after him but Shinwon stops you, his arm holding yours to him just long enough to whisper a reminder in your ear. “Think about what kind of date you’d like me to plan for us when you get back.” He smirks at you one last time before releasing you to tail your best friend in a Shinwon-induced daze.

[unifox]

Pentagon Masterlist

Main Masterlist

fluff ⛅️ | comfort 🌦️ | angst 🌧️ | suggestive 🌩️ | requested 🫧 | other ☁️

Pentagon

Pentagon as Owl City songs Pt.1 | Pt.2

Hui

Busy ⛅️🌦️ ⤷ When you think you're being a terrible girlfriend and Hui is there to comfort you

Jinho

Morning~ ⛅️ ⤷ Waking up to that sweet smile is the best way to wake up... If it weren't just a dream...

Hongseok

Duet (bestfriend! hong) ⛅️ ⤷ When Hongseok hears you sing for the first time, he's VERY excited Cookie Monster ⛅️🫧 ⤷ Baking cookies with your cookie hog boyfriend

Shinwon

Who is this? (Platonic) ⛅️ ⤷ Besides the nice demo track he received, Shinwon also acquired a best friend with that unknown KakaoTalk number McDelivery (sequel to Who is this) ⛅️ ⤷ Shinwon finds himself questioning that person that came to deliver McDonald’s without him ordering anything

Yuto

Stress ⛅️🌦️🌧️ ⤷ When stress gets the best of you, you bf is there to help

Wooseok

Daisuki da yo (BestFriends to lovers) ⛅️🫧 ⤷ Studying a different language with your best friend takes an expected turn

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Found You

Summary: The royal courting ball is a ball that happens once a year where all the folks in the kingdom dance to find their match. 

Oneshot

Fluff, Strangers to something more?, Royalty au, courting ball au, ice-skating, and Cinderella elements [such as the dance and lost and found thing–]

Word Count: 1,488

Shinwon X Reader

Not Requested

[A/n: Absolutely self-induldgent. This is based off of a dream I had, and I just elaborated on it. And made it end the way I wanted because I woke up before it finished. I really resisted making it a soulmate au–. I have not touched this for a while and like I edited three things and called it a day. So if you see a mistake just know it was not intentional.]

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I was dancing in the outside ballroom located five feet away from the castle. His checkered brown jacket and brown wavy hair immediately catch my eyes. We danced on our respective sides but with us both on the farthest outreaches of the circle. So, we could watch the other, and overhead someone announces, “Okay, go find a partner!” And I immediately lose him to the crowd, and I go over to see his section to try and find him. Unknowing of the fact he had already passed me. When I feel someone's arm lock with mine. And I look over, and it’s him. He smiles at me. “You dance well, beautiful.” I grin and tell him, “You do too. What’s your name, charming?” He smiles and leans into whispers in my ear, “Shinwon, and yours?” I whisper his name to myself and feel butterflies rupture in my stomach. I lean in and whisper to him, “(Y/n).” He does the same with my name, and we’re off following the crowd to the ice-skating rink. 

Even as we tie on our skates, he never leaves my side. And I can’t help but feel enamored by him. When we both have them tied up, he helps me up and pulls me into the ice rink, “Can you skate?” I nod, “Not well, but enough not to fall.” He grins, “then that just means I’ll have to hold your arm the whole time to make sure you don’t.” My cheeks blush bright red, but I hope it’s not noticeable due to the temperature of the skating rink. We link arms, and I tell him, “I guess you just have to then.” We laugh and skate around the rink together, arm in arm. “What do you think of the castle?” I look back at it, “It’s quite pretty. The people there take care of us pretty well. Beauty comes from within.” He smiles, “I think so too, but I have to say you are the most beautiful person in the whole kingdom.” I blush red, “Even compared to the crown princess?” He laughs, “Of course.” I look over at him with a smile, “I think you’re more handsome than our prince.” He laughs, “I’m glad you think so.” He tells me before he pulls us into a spin. And it was then I noticed that the crowd of people had moved so we could spin around in the middle. I don’t think of much of it. But just like his name is familiar, I can’t seem to place the feeling. 

I shrug off the feeling and hold his hands as we spin around on the ice. He holds my hand before he spins me out, and with a firm tug, he spins me back in. I feel free yet, completely safe as he holds me in his arms. He looks down into my eyes and just like when we were dancing. I fall deeply into his chocolate brown eyes and never wish to come back up for air. He asks, “May I kiss you?” I feel my heart get caught in my throat as I whisper out, please. He places a finger under my chin and brings my lips up to his. And as I kiss him back, I hear gasps and cheers, but I ignore them. Because not only is he a brilliant dancer, a skilled ice skater, and gorgeous, but he’s also a great kisser. Whoever his parents are, I'm going to have to thank them for making him. When we finally break away from each other. We lean our foreheads together, and he smiles, “Wow.” I grin, “Wow, indeed.” He places a gentle kiss on my nose before guiding us back to the outer ring of the rink and following the crowd. In its clockwise pattern, true to his word, he keeps his arm interlocked in mine the whole time. 

We share little details about our lives as we continue around. And I can’t help but feel completely infatuated with him. The crowd starts to thin, and as we near the exit of the rink. He goes, “I have to go, but I will find you, okay?” I nod and tell him I have to use the restroom. He smiles, and he helps me out of the rink. Once we return our skates, we go our separate ways. My heart sinks to my stomach. He probably won’t be able to find me. I think to myself as I head to the bathroom to freshen up. I sit down in the stall when a crowd of people comes in. “Did you see who was skating with the prince?” I hear a collective groan, “Yeah, it should have been me!” As they continue talking, it finally clicks why he was so familiar. But he doesn’t match his painting at all. Because in the painting his hair is slicked back. There he’s wearing a decorated military jacket and a very straight face. In person, he was all long hair and waves, with a beautiful grin spreading from ear to ear. He didn’t match the description at all. But alas, he is the prince, Go Shinwon. And I think I’ve fallen for him, a commoner, falling for a man like him. And I even kissed him, oh gosh, what was I thinking? I wait for the crowd to exit before I do. 

I go over to my mother’s stand and wave to her, “Did you have fun, sweetie?” I smile, “Yeah, I did.” She tilts her head at me, “But you don’t sound happy. What’s wrong?” I let out a small groan, “I think I ruined it all.” She shakes her head, “If you had fun, how could you have ruined it?” I shake my head, “It’s hard to explain.” She pats my head, “Well, whatever it is. You’ll pull through. Tell me when you can.” With a nod, I head away from her stand and find a clear bench and sit on it. Contemplating what to do if he finds out I’m nothing but a commoner,... I’m doomed. I sigh and stretch out before sliding down from the bench and sitting down on the gravel in front of the bench. He was the epitome of everything I ever dreamed of finding. Of course, he had to be the crown prince. And now, I’ll never see him again. As I wallow, I hear, “I was talking to your mother, and she said she made these cookies. And I saw you looked quite sad, so I brought one over to you.” A chocolate chip cookie appears in front of my line of sight. And with it, the checkered brown sleeve appears, and I realize he found me. And he knows who my mother is, oh no, I take the cookie nonetheless, knowing her cookies always cheer me up. I take a bite and watch as he sits down next to me. My eyes grow wide in surprise, “Oh! You shouldn’t be sitting in the gravel! It’ll dirty up your princely clothes.” He looks over at me with a small smile as he rubs his hand behind his neck, “You found out, didn’t you?” I nod, “You found out too, huh?” He nods, and we both look down at our shoes. I ask, “What do we do now?” He leans his head against the bench seat before looking over at me, “Well, there are a few things. But first, I want you to know that I’m absolutely infatuated with you.” I let out a heavy sigh, “Well, that’s one weight off my shoulders. Because I’m heavily infatuated with you too.” He lifts his head off the bench, “You are?” I grin, “Who wouldn’t be? You’re a magnificent dancer, a skilled ice skater, true to your word. And well, a great kisser, too.” He turns bright red, “Not just because I’m the prince?” I shake my head, “No, even if you were the crown jester, I’d still feel the same.” He grins and reaches out to hold my hand, “I’m glad, even if you were royalty from another kingdom, I would still feel the same.” He pulls my hand up to his lips and places a kiss on it. 

“Well, your grace, what are we going to do?” He shakes his head, “Shinwon, is perfectly fine.” I shake the smile that starts to crawl up my face, “Well, Mr. Shinwon, what are we going to do?” He gets up from the gravel, takes the cookie from my hand that I had several bites out of, and eats the rest. “I was gonna finish that!” He laughs, “Too slow!” I laugh, and he pulls me to my feet, “What about another dance, my dear?” I shake my head, “(Y/n), is just fine,” He grins, “What about another dance, my (Y/n)?” I smile, “Sounds perfect.” 

And that’s the story of the first night that Shinwon and (Y/n) shared together.