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julyarchives · 3 years ago

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DO or NOT (M)

“Come on, I’ll be a good boyfriend, I promise” he got up and reached his hand for you

“What are you doing?” you look at his hands, then at his face.

"Let's fix your mess, baby" he smiled proudly.

→ Pairing: Wooseok x Female Reader

→ Genre: Smut; Fluff; To All The Boys I've Loved Before AU

→ Words: 9.7K

→ A/n: Look at that word count, guys! We are so happy to finally put this story out there for you guys, we hope you all like it! Thank you for your kindness and patient, and special thanks to the non who requested this story!

It was all a misunderstanding, yet you felt like you could never leave your room ever again. It was your dream to get into art school and finish your major in fine arts with honors, and right now you felt like you had ruined it forever.

It started with a literature class project, in which you had to explore the genre of letters, and you combined it with your passion for romance novels, and you took a little inspiration from your real life. You wrote letters for every boy you’ve ever had a crush on since college started. It wasn’t necessarily big crushes - Jinho from the school choir, for example, you just find it beautiful when he sings his solos; or Changgu from the Swimming team, that is just stupidly hot. They didn’t necessarily mean you had feelings for those boys, you actually exaggerated most of them for the purpose of the assignment. They were just romanticized words to sound like something out of a Jane Austen Novel.

You had no problem doing the project, you actually enjoyed sitting alone for hours fantasizing about different romantic scenarios, but you were very grounded about all of that. The real problem was that somehow the letters, meant to only be seen by your professor, ended up mixed with your actual mail, and they were delivered to each boy you had addressed the letter to.

That was it, that was the end of you.

The real problem was when your ex-boyfriend Hongseok showed up with the distinguished turquoise envelope in hand, waiting for you before your first class started. You spotted the letter in his hand as soon as you saw him, and you wanted to run away as fast as you could.

Luckily, you had seen him before he saw you, and you just wanted to take the opportunity to flee, however, skipping class was absolutely no deal when this lecture was very important for the midterms, and the teacher had warned it beforehand. You couldn’t risk your graduation with honors over ex-boyfriend problems. Your mind was racing at a thousand miles per hour, and the best plan you could come up with was to hide in the restroom until he left, and get in the class just a few minutes late.

You turned around abruptly, intending to leave as fast as you could, but you failed to give the first step, instead of bumping into someone and sending your books to the floor with a loud thump. So much for not wanting to drag Hongseok’s attention, you thought. His eyes were on you, and he was about to walk towards you.

In panic mode, you grabbed the boy you have bumped into and told him loud enough for everyone around to hear

“Finally, baby!” your voice was ridiculously high pitched “there you are, I was about to walk into class without you, the professor is waiting!” you planted a peck on his lips, lingering it enough for hopefully Hongseok to see it.

Wooseok widened his eyes at your very off-character actions. After the kiss, you hugged him and whispered in his ear.

“Please, play along” you sounded desperate

Wooseok was a guy you met in your first year of art school. You met at a party and eventually stumbled onto each other again around campus. And yes, Wooseok was a recipient of one of your letters, but in the fight or flight situation, it was better to deal with him than with an ex.

“Let’s go, baby ” he complied, smirking at the fake pet name, and holding your waist as you walked into class together.

Hongseok, who had watched everything, stood still in his place, swallowing thickly when you walked past him in Wooseok’s arm, acknowledging him only with an impersonal nod.

You released yourself from Wooseok’s embrace and rushed to your seat, throwing yourself in the chair with a sigh of relief.

“So, Y/N, I got your letter” Wooseok approached swiftly, being all his flirty self, taking a seat beside you.

“Don’t flatter yourself, it’s not real” You rolled your eyes.

Wooseok is full of it.

“Yeah, sure. Don’t be embarrassed, everyone has a crush on me” he said proudly. “Plus, you just kissed me, that was real af.”

You didn’t even respond, opting instead for paying attention in the lecture and taking notes.

“I’ll explain better later, ok? I’m busy now.” You finally said when he didn’t stop staring at you.

He was annoyed at the lack of attention he was getting, and at first, you didn’t get why he was raising his hand

“Excuse me, professor, I’m so sorry to interrupt, but she’s not feeling well, can I take her to the infirmary?”

Your eyes widened when you saw him pointing at you. The whole class turned around to look at you, and your face was immediately red.

“What are you doing?!” you whispered to him.

“Making sure you’re not busy.” he whispered back.

The professor allowed - this boy got everything he wanted, you swear - on the condition that you would have to get the notes with someone later to catch up.

You silently left the room, with him following close behind. You made sure you were distant enough from the classroom before turning around to talk to Wooseok

“I can’t believe you did this!”

“At least now we can talk” he shrugged and opened a charming smile. “Don’t worry, I’ll ask someone later for the notes, you know he’s a nerd.”

Wooseok has always been the popular kid, knows everyone, and gets everything he wants. To be fair, he had all the charm and charisma for it, and it was easy to fall into his spell. Overall he was a nice person, just too cocky sometimes. He ended up being the subject of one of your letters because he had once helped you with a photography class. He is a music major and sometimes he performs at local bars and clubs for the rap scene, and he told you that you could photograph his performances. You scored a 10 and owed him forever, and in the end, you just had to admit that seeing him performing his own songs with so much presence and passion got you a tiny crush.

But it was nothing more than that, just a momentaneous crush, that ended as fast as it began.

Wooseok pulled out of his pocket your letter, the unmistakable golden ink in your calligraphy sparkling in the hallway lights. He waved it around and wiggled his eyebrows.

“Give that back!” you jumped at him, trying to snatch the letter from his hands.

He easily dodged you, lifting his arm and making it impossible for you to reach it.

“Ah-ah” he stopped you “first you have to admit you have a crush on me.”

“I have shit for you, Jung Wooseok” you couldn’t help but roll your eyes again.

“It’s not what you wrote here.” He smirked again.

“I’ll explain that to you, okay?” you admit defeat, sighing in annoyance this time “just not here, where someone may hear it and laugh at my misery.”

Wooseok chuckled, but complied, following you to the front yard and sitting down on a bench. The campus was empty, most students busy with their classes, so the peace and quiet were rather enjoyable. What was not pleasant is having to explain all the romantic words directed to the boy in front of you.

You were straightforward and told him about the lit class project, and about you finding him attractive after watching him perform.

“But that’s just it” you finished “it was just all drama and poetry for class, that’s all.”

Wooseok, who had listened to you rant suspiciously quietly, just nodded, but you could tell something was still on his mind.

“That doesn’t explain why you jumped me in the hall.” his lips curved wickedly.

You sighed one more time, laughing to yourself at how it was becoming your signature movement.

“Do you know Yang Hongseok?” you asked

“Yeah, we share a few classes.” he nodded

“And do you know he’s my ex?” your voice died down in embarrassment.

“I do, I remember seeing you two around together.” he shrugged.

“He got a letter,” you admitted as fast as you could, just to get this over with.

Wooseok busted out laughing, his loud voice echoing through the empty place.

“You, Y/F/N, are the dumbest person I’ve ever met.” he cleaned a few tears in the corner of his eyes. Without thinking twice, you punched his arm. “Ouch! That hurts!”

“Don’t make fun of me! That’s really embarrassing!” you groaned and hid your face in your palms

“Come on, you gotta admit it’s funny” he patted your back to comfort you, but his giggles were far from soothing. “Who else got a letter?”

“So many people, I hate myself.” you muffled your words against your hand.

“Who? I can help you find them and make everything clear. I can even pretend to be your boyfriend again, so they don’t think you’re in love with them.”

“Ok, fine” you sat up straight, but not having the guts to look at him while you spilled your most embarrassing secrets. “There’s Adachi Yuto, from the baseball team.”

“Okay, that’s easy, he lives with me. Who else?”

“Lee Hwitaek”

“The President of The School Council?! You’re such a dork”

“Yan An and Ko Shinwon, but they are my best friends."

"I'm gonna pretend that's not weird but ok" he shrugged "it will be easy to clear things up, then"

"Yeo Changgu, Kang Hyunggu, and Jo Jinho” you said it in one breath, mumbling through your teeth

Wooseok’s eyes widened, and he blinked in silence for a couple of seconds, processing the information dump.

“Y/N, you’re a player!” he made fun of you, bumping your shoulders “Lucky you, I know them all, we can clear things up easily.”

“You don’t have to pretend to date me, though”

“And how will you explain things to Hongseok without sounding like you are still obsessed with your ex?” he puffed his chest like he made the wisest observation.

You just groaned and buried your face again on your palms.

“Come on, I’ll be a good boyfriend, I promise” he got up and reached his hand for you

“What are you doing?” you look at his hands, then at his face.

"Let's fix your mess, baby" he smiled proudly.

You just shook your head and got up, taking his hand and he led the way. He didn't let go of you once you were up, and his big hand wrapped around yours made you feel tiny and giddy.

"Ok, where do we go first?" He asked

"Shinwon and Yanan have already seen it, I told them about the letter when I first wrote it, so they are cool with it." You said.

"You had a crush on both of your friends, man" He almost yelled, "really, you got game."

"I told you it's not a crush!" You whined, "they are just people that inspired me, it was easy to write from reference."

"Sure" he teased, squeezing your hand "the swim team is practicing right now, so we might catch Changgu when he's done."

You nodded and let him lead you to the pool.

Wooseok found his way there quickly, and the coach spotted him as soon as he opened the door.

"Hey, Jung" he yelled, "here to reconsider my offer to join the team?"

"Not today, old man" Wooseok shook his hand and they tapped each other on the shoulder, but you were really shocked at the way he spoke freely with a member of the academia. "I'm just here because my girlfriend needs to talk to one of your boys, is Changgu here?"

"You're his girlfriend?" The coach asked you, looking surprised.

You froze in place until Wooseok gave you an encouraging nod.

"Yeah, I guess" was all you managed to say, your cheeks burning hot.

"Man, it beats me how this prick gets pretty girls to like him," he said with a loud laugh, which you played along. "Don't hesitate to smack him in the head if he starts to annoy you, he probably deserves it."

"Will do, sir" you chuckled shyly

"Changgu will be free when the practice is done, but you can wait in the bleachers meanwhile."

"Thank you, Mr. Kim." You said after spotting his name embroidered on his polo shirt.

"See you around, kiddo." He said to Wooseok "the offer is still up whenever you reconsider."

"Thanks!" Wooseok said before holding your hand and guiding you two to your seat.

Once settled in place, he threw one arm around you cockily, acting like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Why do you talk to the coach like that?" You finally asked, feeling tiny in his hold

"I don't know, he's a cool guy" he shrugged, dismissing your shock

"You really do get away with everything, don't you?" You shook your head

"That's the perk of having my endless charm" he puffed his chest, smirking sideways "everyone fall for it"

You could only scoff in response.

"By the way" he continued "you do know Kino is gay, right?"

"Who's Kino?" You asked confused

"Hyunggu."

"Oh." You blinked "yeah, right, totally."

You didn't.

"Why did you tell the coach I am your girlfriend?" You questioned

"Well, if you are going to lie, lie to everybody. That way only you know the truth, so your cover won't blow."

"Seems like you lie a lot, Jung Wooseok" you arched one eyebrow.

"And you don't, Mrs goodie-two-shoes?" He mocked.

"I do not, why would I lie?" You answered.

Wooseok tightened his hold on you, not letting you back away when he leaned his face closer to yours, looking you in the eyes and licking his lips.

"So that means everything you wrote to me was true" his voice dropped a couple of octaves.

The proximity and the vibration of his deep tone made you freeze in his arms, searching for words to refute his argument.

"That was not lying," you turned your face to avoid falling for his inevitable body language eloquence "that was a poetic license, it's different."

"Yeah, right" he scoffed, leaning away from you." you're cute when you're lying."

"I'm not lying!" You protested. "And I'm not cute" you mumbled the last part.

The rest of the period was spent in silence, Wooseok stopped taunting you and paid attention to his phone while you watched the athletes in the pool.

Changgu was easy to spot, his toned figure standing out from his teammates, as well as his perfect timing every lap, and seeing him made you remember why he was an easy subject to write about. You two know each other because you went to one of Shinwon's soccer team parties, and of course, every varsity athlete was there. He was the one who initiated contact, and the flirting led to a hookup, but nothing else has ever happened between you two.

Which makes the fact that he received a love letter from you very awkward. But it was something you had to inevitably face, so be as it may.

When practice was over, Wooseok motioned to get up, but you stopped him.

"I think it's better if less than one person watches me embarrassing myself." You pleaded.

You waited by the locker room door for him, and to your despair, he crossed the door along with his teammates. So much for discretion. They walked past you, not noticing your presence, too distracted in their conversation. You stepped up and taped Changgu’s shoulder, making him turn on his heels to see you.

“Hi,” you said shyly “Can I talk to you for a second?”

“Of course” he smiled at you after dismissing his colleagues, who left only after giggling and teasing you

“So, I don’t know how to begin to explain this, but-” you started to explain but he cut you off.

“Is this about the letter I got this morning?” His expression was smug.

“Yeah, it is” you sighed “but you see, that was not what I seemed. I didn’t mean any of that, it was only for a project of my lit class and-” you were fidgeting with your fingers when he interrupted you again

“So you mean I don’t have an Adonis body sculpted by the most benevolent of the gods?” his smirk only grew wider

You fought the urge to facepalm, but your words got caught up in your throat

“I’m just messing with you” he laughed softly “But I am flattered. I just don’t see you that way-”

“No, no!” it was your turn to interrupt “I’m not in love with you or anything creepy, in fact, my boyfriend is right there waiting for me” you pointed to Wooseok, who waited for you a few meters behind “He even knows about this whole mess and is cool with it.”

“You’re dating Wooseok?” he asked, surprised.

“Yeah” you hesitantly affirmed, “But as I was saying, this was a project for my literature class and it is completely exaggerated and over the top, so don’t take it too seriously, ok?”

“I see,” he nodded “but I’m not gonna lie, I liked reading that.”

A charming smile lit upon his face, much like the ones he flashed you when you two met.

“Thank you” you felt flustered at the random compliment.

“see you around, then, Y/N”

You said goodbye and watched him leave, catching up with his friends at the end of the hall, and it was only then that Wooseok approached you

“So, how was it?” he asked enthusiastically

“Surprisingly easy,” you said, smiling to yourself “definitely less embarrassing than I thought it would be. Though he seemed to roll with it easier when I said you were my boyfriend”

“Told you it was a good plan” he bragged “ready for another one?”

“Yes,” you nodded enthusiastically, the success of the first talk encouraging you.

“Great, ‘cause Kino is coming” he pointed

“Already?!” you turned around to see the boy walking towards you

“You can do this, let’s go” Wooseok held your hand and pulled you over to meet Kino halfway

“Hey, guys,” Kino said when you met

“What’s up” Wooseok casually reached his hand for him, who made this weird personal high five thing.

“You two know each other?” you asked, looking between them.

“Yeah, we share a bunch of classes” Kino was the one that answered “But I actually wanted to talk to you”

“The letter, I know” you sighed “I’m sorry, that was a little creepy, I know, but it was just some writing for my lit class, I swear they are not literal”

“It’s fine, I really enjoyed it. You’re a great writer.” His soft voice was actually soothing.

“Oh,” you definitely weren’t expecting that. “Thank you”

“Why me, though?” he asked, “you do know I’m gay, right?”

“Yeah, of course.” you lied, remembering how you just found out not even an hour ago “it’s just that I remember when we were friends in high school, I had a lot of good memories and it was easy to write about that.”

Wooseok watched you attentively, your hand still securely clasped inside his, which gave you a surprising calming feeling.

“I’m really flattered, that’s amazing. Do you mind if I keep it? The letter?” Kino asked

“I guess not” you answered with a little bit of confusion as to why he wanted that, but it was easier to just comply.

“Thank you” he smiled gratefully “Let’s keep in touch, yes?”

“Of course!” you felt happy at the proposal, reviving an old friendship is always a good thing “thank you for being so nice about this.”

“Don’t worry” he answered. “I’ll see you two around then. By the way, you guys are a cute couple”

“Thanks, man” it was Wooseok who answered when you choked “see ya”

Kino walked away and Wooseok led you two once again.

“That wasn’t so bad,” he said once you two were alone again

“Not at all,” you answered “I’m surprised how easy this has been. Thank you so much for helping me, really”

“Nah, this is fun, you don’t have to thank me” he shrugged “by the way, I already cleared things with Yuto”

“You did?” When?” You looked at him in surprise

“During swimming practice, I texted him, it was easy because he hadn’t even read it yet. I told him it was something private that was mailed by accident, he said he will return it.”

“You’re an angel, really” you stopped in your tracks and hugged him, feeling truly grateful and relieved.

Wooseok knew how to find Jinho because they also shared classes, and you were suddenly aware how much you easily had crushes on singers and performers, but that was an issue for you to ponder over later. Jinho was overall understanding, but it was significantly more awkward because you’ve never properly talked to each other.

“See it as a fan mail” you tried to explain “I just really enjoy watching you singing, you’re really talented”

The last one you had to find was Hwitaek, or Hui, as he asked to be called when you two first met, and you knew that the student council met that day so it was easy to find your way into the auditorium where they gathered.

You entered the place quietly and watched as they discussed some campus issues.

"You didn't tell me Hongseok was part of the student council," Wooseok whispered to you, sliding one hand around your shoulder, the action becoming natural to him

"Yup." You gulped "why do you think I came here last?"

"Hey" he called you, placing both hands on your shoulder, turning you to face him, and staring you in the eyes. "It will be fine, don't worry"

You took a deep breath, smiling at him in gratitude.

Before you could register anything else, Wooseok pulled you closer, one hand in your neck and the other in your waist, arching your body so your lips could meet his.

His kiss was intense, and your body responded to him in a reflex. You embraced his neck, hands digging into his shaggy hair. The way your tongues danced together in perfect synch made you sigh into the kiss, and Wooseok pulled you even closer. For a second you forgot where you were and what you were there for, and the world became a bubble that only you and he existed in, and you just allowed yourself to live in that limited fantasy.

When you two pulled away, you were out of breath, knocked out of reality. Wooseok still held you in his embrace when a lopsided smirk stretched on his lips.

"Hongseok spotted you" his low voice vibrated on his chest that was flushed against yours.

"Oh" you muttered, feeling your cheeks grow red "right"

You cleared your throat and stepped back, releasing yourself from him for the second time that day.

Wooseok found your hand again and pulled you to the last row of chairs where you two sat quietly until the meeting was over. Every time you tried to come up with something to say you ran out of words, still too embarrassed for all that went on when you were kissing him. He, on the other hand, didn’t seem to be troubled at all.

Coming clean to Hui was easy, especially because he was in the same class, writing for that project himself. However he was very shy about it, but having Wooseok casually throwing one possessive arm around your shoulder could be quite intimidating. In the end, he didn’t say much, mostly just agreeing and nodding to whatever you said, but never once he was less than nice to you.

"Okay, now there's only Hongseok left," Wooseok said when Hui left, making you gulp loudly. He still held you in his sideways embrace "but we have a problem."

"What is it now?" You said, feeling mentally exhausted already.

Wooseok pointed and you looked just in time to see Hongseok closing the door behind him.

"He didn't wait for you" he punctuated.

"Oh, come on" your shoulder slumped

"It's fine, we can get him tomorrow." Wooseok tried to encourage you

"But tomorrow Saturday, and I don't really know his schedule to meet him on Monday" The defeat seeped through your voice "Besides, I don't want to take any more of your time"

"Nah, it's fine" he shrugged "You're a good fake girlfriend"

You didn't understand why you took that as praise, but the butterflies in your stomach did not hide the fact that you liked what he said.

"Let me at least pay you lunch for all the trouble." You proposed.

"I take it back, you're the best fake girlfriend" he smiled.

…

"This restaurant is so good, oh my God." He said, munching on his food while you had already finished yours. "you should take me out more, Y/N"

"Why didn't we hang out more?" You questioned, "we had so much fun when I photographed you."

"Right? I remember that I liked having you around after my gigs"

"We actually kept in touch after that, because I remember seeing you around campus and talking to you. Why did we stop talking, though?"

"Right, I remember" Wooseok deflated

"What?" You asked when his smile turned awkward "did I do something wrong?"

"No, actually not." He scratched his neck "We lost touch when you started dating Hongseok. He seemed very possessive of you, and I thought he would get jealous if we talked."

"That's nonsense," you said genuinely surprised, trying to remember what it was like, but you two broke up last year and your memory was kind of blurry.

"Oh, come on, he used to parade you around like a trophy, no one had the guts to get near you." He rolled his eyes.

"What an asshole" you blurted, frowning.

Wooseok's thunderous laugh echoed around the place, causing a couple of dirty looks at your table.

"That was adorable" he cleaned a tear at the corner of his eye.

"No, I mean it. He shouldn't act like I belong to him and keep people from talking to me."

"No, he didn't stop anyone." He tried to explain "it was just the energy, that's all"

"He was a good boyfriend.." you reminisced

"...but?" Wooseok encouraged you to continue

"No buts, really."

"Is it invasive if I ask why you two broke up?" His tone was cautious

"Wooseok, don't you know the foundation of a relationship?" You joked "how do you want to be my fake boyfriend if you don't think I can share my love failures with you?"

"My bad, I didn't know fake relationships had rules too." He held his hands up in defense and you laughed fondly at him.

"Anyway, we broke up because we wanted different things." You shrugged "I guess I just wanted to do my thing without being just 'Hongseok's girlfriend', you know?"

"I see" he nodded.

"You shouldn't be afraid to talk to me, silly" you softly flickered his forehead across the table.

"That was rude, how dare you" he acted offended, making you giggle.

"Next time I'm dating someone you have the obligation of keeping in touch with me" you huffed

"I wouldn't worry about that" He opened a sheepish grin

"Why's that?" You raised your eyebrow suspiciously, resting your elbow on the table to support your chin on the palm of your hand.

"Because right now you are my girlfriend" he leaned back on his seat, eyeing you up and down.

You let out a breathy chuckle, shaking your head.

"Yeah, sorry, you're stuck with me for now," you said half-heartedly, feeling guilty for bringing him into your problems.

"Nah, I'm having fun." He shrugged "But you'll have to do something for me."

"Shoot. I owe you big time, can't say no."

"I'm throwing a party tomorrow, half of the campus will be there."

"Why am I not surprised?" You remembered how popular he actually is.

"You'll have to be there." He used puppy eyes to convince you

"No way, Wooseok." You rolled your eyes "I don't know anyone there."

“Hongseok will probably be there, though” he argued “so you can get this over with”

You quietly ponder over your options.

"Fine." You concluded, "It's better to get this over with anyway."

"Great, I'll text you the details later."

You sighed, massaging your temples to uselessly try to soothe your stress.

…

Wooseok's house was crowded when you got there, and the music could be heard from a block away. You crossed the front yard, which was full of people too, and you were sure that student housing has some norms against this type of agglomeration, but then again, Wooseok gets away with anything.

You briefly stopped at the door, just to text him, letting him know that you arrived, and quickly let yourself in. The music was even louder inside, the vibrations of the heavy bass trembling all over your body. Indeed, half of the campus was there, red solo cups in hand and bodies moving to the rhythm of the music.

The fact that you were alone made you feel suddenly shy, and you shrink into yourself to try to make your way through the house. It was a struggle to the wall around the party, but the sooner you found Wooseok the better.

Your best bet was the kitchen, and after walking a little while you found your way there. It was significantly emptier, but still no sign of your friend anywhere. Turning on your heels, you tried to leave and search for him somewhere else, but instead, you stumbled onto someone.

"Oh, I'm sorry" you immediately said

"Y/N?"

Of course, it had to be him

"Oh" you gulped "Hongseok, hi"

He smiled at you, and you two stared at each other in silence for a couple of seconds.

"I've been meaning to talk to you." He said, and you could feel your whole body freezing.

"Yeah, I've been trying to reach you too. There's something I need to explain." You ran your hands through your hair, nervously fidgeting with it.

"Can we go somewhere quieter?" He proposed and you nodded, following him to the front porch.

On the way, you heard your name being shouted over the loud music, and soon enough Wooseok was right behind you.

"Hey, you made it!" He greeted you cheerfully, but his smile dropped when he saw Hongseok with you "is everything okay?"

He asked looking into your eyes, a line of concern creasing his forehead, and his hand immediately found yours.

"Yeah, it's fine, don't worry." You gave his hand a reassuring squeeze.

"Anything happens and you can call me, ok? I'll hold on to my phone" He waited for you to nod in agreement and it was almost mindlessly the way he lingered a peck on your lips.

And his action wasn't as surprising to you as the way you reciprocated automatically, already used to Wooseok's touch.

You also didn't miss the way Hongseok turned his face when he saw you two together.

Once you two got alone outside, he was the first to speak.

"So you and Wooseok are a thing now?" His tone was careful

"Yeah" you didn't know what else to say.

"How long has that been going on?"

"It's been some time" you were never a good liar, and Hongseok's presence somehow made you feel insecure.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to pry." He backed away, clearing his throat "I was just curious."

Everything went quiet again, but the anxiety was weighing too much for you to just wait in silence.

"You’re here to talk about the letter, right?" You finally mentioned the big elephant in the room.

"Yes, I was surprised to see that." He chuckled emotionlessly. "Did you mean all those things you said?"

You frowned to yourself, trying to remember exactly what you had written to him. You remember talking about craving the feeling of being safe in his arms and him reciting your body like poetry. Something passion and desire burning like twin flames. Everything was a little scrambled but you had gotten the gist.

"Yes and no." You concluded, but he only tilted his head in confusion. "Once I may have meant everything I said. I did this for a romantic literature assignment and writing about you was easy because I didn't have to come up with lies. I just revisited some feelings kept deep inside."

"I can't lie to you, Y/N, I-" he chimed in, and it was ironic to see the eloquent member of the student council stumbling onto his words "when I first read your letter it was… it brought me back in time, you know?" His hand found its way to yours, which rested on the balustrade.

He held onto you like he was pleading for mutuality.

"I really liked having you by my side and seeing what you said got me wondering what would have happened if I hadn't let you go."

"Hongseok, I-I don't even know what to say." You felt a tornado inside your head.

"Haven't you ever thought about that? I mean, you wrote that to me, that you think of me." He stepped closer to you, bringing your hands up to his chest.

"Hongseok, it's not that simple." Your gaze strayed from him

"Yeah, no, you're right." He finally let go of you, shaking his head. "What was I thinking, you have a boyfriend now."

You didn't miss the shift of his tone at the word boyfriend, and knowing Hongseok as you did, you knew that he actually meant to say 'I'm better than him

"Do you remember why we broke up?" You asked him.

"I remember we wanted different things." He pointed.

"It's not quite like that" your words were soft-spoken "I wanted something different. I wanted to do my own thing, but in your life, there was no room for another person."

Hongseok didn’t answer, so you continued

"I have not been dating Wooseok for so long," you finally looked directly into his eyes again "but he supported me so much more than you ever did. He makes time for me and he takes care of me in his own way."

"I'm sorry, Y/N, I was so stupid." Hongseok lowered his head.

You reached your palm and cupped his cheek, making him look at you.

"You were never a bad boyfriend." You caressed his smooth skin with your thumb "we're just not meant for each other. One day you will find someone that fits into your life perfectly, and that letter that I sent you will be in your past like it is for me."

You inched closer and planted a soft kiss on his cheeks.

"I'll see you around, Hongseok"

Turning around, you let out the breath you hadn't noticed you were holding, and you let the loud music engulf you as you entered back to the party.

You felt yourself shaking from the anxiety of what you just went through, and it was so hard to process that Hongseok asked to get back together, that your head was spinning a little, but when it came down to it, you felt proud of yourself for the way you handled it.

You wandered around the party not really sure what to do until you spotted Wooseok amongst his friends. He had his back turned to you, and you fonded at the way he kept his phone in hand, truly waiting for you in case you texted.

He truly was the life of the party, everyone surrounding him laughing at something he said while he gesticulated big, telling a story eloquently. You felt shy to just approach him while he was the center of attention, but you couldn't wait to celebrate with him.

Slowly you reached up and gave his shoulder a soft pat, and his lips curved into a smile upon seeing you. He stopped everything he was doing and his arm automatically rested across your shoulders, pulling you closer to him.

"Hey," he said so softly that you were sure only you could hear. His doe eyes stared at you and you felt at ease. "Are you alright?"

You bit your bottom lip and curved the corners into a shy smile, nodding a silent yes to his question, to which he responded by snuggling you closer to him.

"What happened? Tell me everything." He asked excitedly. You told how things went and how you handled it, and he gasped in surprise "Holy shit, I was not expecting that from Hongseok. But I mean, it's obvious where he's coming from, he's not dumb."

He shrugged nonchalantly, but you stared at him trying to figure out what he meant.

"Anyway" he trailed before you could ask anything "I'm gonna get us some drinks to celebrate, stay here."

You nodded again, feeling tiny due to the way he had to crouch down to look you in the eyes and ask you to not move places so he doesn't lose you.

You fidget with the hem of your shirt, looking around and basking in the party environment, the people around you having fun and the music moving them, it was pleasant and it all contributed to the feeling of happiness warming up your insides. It might also have something to do with your company for the night, but you weren't sure if you were ready to admit that just yet.

You were taken out of your head when you heard someone calling your name.

"So you're the notorious Y/N" Yuto stood by your side, his deep voice almost startling you. "It's nice to put a face to the name."

"Yeah, I don't think we've been introduced, right? Nice to meet you" you said politely, and surprisingly confident, the latest occurrences giving you an extra boost.

"Wooseok asked me to give this back to you." He took your letter out of his pocket and handed it to you, still sealed for your relief.

"Thank you so much" you took it, shoving it in your purse as fast as you could.

"In fact," he continued "he hasn't shut up about you, it's almost annoying." He chuckled sweetly.

"Really?" You involuntarily smiled, and awfully aware of the way butterflies danced around your stomach upon hearing that.

"I didn't know you were dating, but he seems really excited to be around you lately, so it's good to see you two together." He offered a kind smile in return

"Stop scaring my girlfriend, dude" Wooseok chimed in, handing you a red solo cup and back to his usual hold on you, so casually that you were almost getting used to it. Almost.

"If she's dating you, I'm pretty sure she doesn't scare easily." Yuto snaked a reply while leaving you and Wooseok alone again

"So," Wooseok said, "Wanna go dance?"

"Oh, no, no." You waved defensively "I would just embarrass the both of us"

"Don't be silly, it will be fun, let's go" he grabbed your hand and guided you two through the crowd, finding a good spot.

It was amazing to watch him dance freely and just enjoy himself while you mostly opted to move your knees and bounce yourself, keeping it low-key while sipping on your drink.

It took you back to thinking about why you first chose him to write about.

You admired Wooseok's laid-back attitude and over-the-top confidence. He had this charm that it was annoyingly attractive, and all of that just being his genuine self. And after everything he's done for you, although it could not seem much, at first sight, was a crucial part of why you made it through.

You didn't lie to Hongseok when you said those things about Wooseok, and all of that just made you want to get closer to him, even with this crazy fake boyfriend story in the middle, in a couple of days he gave you a better relationship than the ones you have had. You might be wrong and that was just because you haven't spent enough time with him, but still it felt so genuine that you wondered how the real thing would work.

"You're in your head again, aren't you?" Wooseok waved his hand in front of you.

"Sorry" you shook your head trying to get rid of those thoughts, giggling shyly.

"Come on, have some fun with me, or people will think I'm a terrible boyfriend," he said without faltering his serious expression, but you let out a soft laugh

He held both of your hands and waved them around in the rhythm of the music. It was fantastic how he got you to loosen up and soon enough you were dancing and jumping around, yelling the lyrics at each other, and it was easy to forget about your surroundings when you could just focus on having fun with him.

He had your attention the same way you had his. He didn’t mind ditching his friends for the night if he was spending time with you, and seeing you having fun so freely was the most precious thing, especially when you sang together with him with a big smile spread on your face, which was extremely hard for him to keep his eyes off.

And when you noticed his gaze falling to your lips, you couldn’t help but to do the same to him, and you just gravitate towards each other, his hands dinging your waist and pulling you closer, and suddenly you two weren’t jumping around anymore, and both of your moves slowed down to fit your bodies together, now moving in synch against each other. His eyes searched your for reassurance, trying to find any sign that he was crossing a line, but when he found you so focused on his own lips and you slowly leaning towards him, he didn’t think twice about ending the distance between you, capturing you in a kiss that he’s been dying to feel since the minute he first spotted you in the party.

He kissed you before, and it was a surprise to you, but maybe because now he saw you reciprocating it before it even began, it just hit differently when your soft lips met his, and he was glad the loud music muffled the sound of the sigh of satisfaction that escaped him. The kiss was slow like you were just savoring each other, and your thumbs caressing his cheeks made him feel like melting under your touch.

The closer you felt the closer you wanted to get, and when you just had to pull always for air, your foreheads touched and your feet just kept on dancing, giggling to each other like two teenagers who had their first kiss, and your need to feel it again excited you to an unfamiliar degree.

The acquaintanceship with it came naturally, and the night passed too fast for your liking. The songs started to slow down, the conversations became hushed and the house was getting emptier and emptier.

You and Wooseok found the couch empty and threw yourselves down, you resting your head on his shoulders as he cuddled you closer.

"How do you feel now that you're free of the whole letters' odyssey?" He asked, running his hand through his hair, letting the strands fall back into place, beautifully framing his face.

"It's so fucking relieving" you sighed "Thank you so much for putting up with all of that."

"Eh, it's been fun" he shrugged trying to act nonchalant, but the smirk on his face said otherwise

"Well, at least now you're free of your fake girlfriend and can go back to charming every other girl on campus." You joked, but you couldn't help but feel a little disappointed at that realizations

Wooseok laughed and shook his head.

"Jeez," He leaned closer, looking you in the eyes with noses almost bumping "You're the densest person I've ever met"

"Hey! That's not true!" You protested, turning your face around, and he nuzzled the sweet spot on your neck, just under your earlobe.

"Stay the night?" He asked in a low voice that vibrated close to your ear, only for you to hear, and followed with a feathery kiss on your cheek. You closed your eyes, enjoying his touch while it lingered, to only then look at him and nod, and his grin at your response made you shiver in anticipation.

He got up and reached his hand for you to take it, which you gladly accepted, and he led you away from the party, turning into a corridor where everything was already quiet, finishing his path in through a door down the hall.

Entering the room, you recognize unmistakable as his. There was just something about the messy stack of papers on the desk next to a chunky headphone, the hip hop posters on the wall and the black comforters that screamed ‘Wooseok’. He gently took your purse, which you were clinging to because you just didn’t know what to do with yourself anymore, every step into the room making your stomach freeze with expectation, and he placed it on the desk.

“Sorry it’s a little messy” he sat on the edge of the bed, leaning his weight in his hands that rested on the soft mattress, and his voice sounded soft, hushing the words like it was a secret between the two of you.

“It’s ok” you walked closer to him, looking around trying to capture every small unique detail. “It’s cozy” you concluded as you stood in between his spread legs.

Wooseok leaned back and laced his hands around your back, slowly climbing their way up inside your shirt, the skin contact making goosebumps rise on your skin and you gasp softly. When he pulled you closer you climbed up the bed, straddling him until your chests were pressed together, and you intertwined your fingers in his hair, initiating the kiss yourself this time.

You felt Wooseok's shoulder relax as your lips touched, and neither of you felt the need to rush things. His tongue asked for passage and when you let him your body felt ecstatic, just like it happened when you kissed on the dance floor. Something about kissing Wooseok felt at the same time familiar and exhilarating.

And it wasn't the first time you were kissing, but you were just as excited. His fingertips grazed along the line of your spine slowly, like he was trying to memorize the curve of your back while you were pressed against him. When he had to pull away for air, he just couldn't keep away from you and trailed kisses down your jawline and neck.

"This is going pretty far for a fake relationship." You teased, tugging his hair just the slightest.

"Don't ruin this" he shushed you, and you giggled "just enjoy it."

He held onto your waist and squeezed your sides while sucking a spot on your neck, making you hiss in pleasure, and you involuntarily grinded down on his lap. Immediately you felt him grinning against your skin.

He felt bolder after your response to him and dared to raise his touch on you, hiking up your shirt as so, until you pulled back and lifted your arms, silently giving him permission to take it off of you. Once he was done with it, you tugged at the hem of his shirt, and he took it off of you.

"You are so gorgeous" he watched you with hungry eyes, and you felt yourself blushing.

As you kissed him again, avoiding having to formulate a coherent response to his praise, you felt his hands find their way up your body until they were cupping your breasts over your bra, his fingers molding against your curves as he squeezes them, and that made a breathy moan escape your lips.

Feeling desperate to just have you for him, Wooseok swiftly switched positions, making your back hit his mattress and he positioned in between your legs. Just like that, he unbuttoned your jeans and slid it off of you, his own pants following next, leaving you two in your underwear.

He eagerly leaned over you, anxious to kiss you again, and you welcomed him like two puzzle pieces fitting together, only this time you were too aware of the bulge in his underwear as he grinded in between your hips, giving you some release to the pressuring pleasure that built up with every touch of his.

Without breaking the kiss, he took your bra off, his fingers immediately finding your nipples and toying with them as you arch your back to press yourself against his touch. He only let go to have his fingers replaced with his mouth, the tongue skillfully circling around your sensitive bud.

"Wooseok" you let his name fall from your lips, to which he hummed in response

"You like that, baby?" He looked up at you, licking your nipples right after finishing his words.

You bit your bottom lip and nodded.

"Maybe it would be better if I do something else too?" One of his hands slid its way down your stomach, the tip of his fingers stopping at the hem of your panties. "Can I?"

"Yes, please" you buckled your hips against his hands, and he smirked as he lowered his hands further, reaching your wet slit.

One of his fingers ran along your pussy, spreading your wetness around your clit, making you squirm as he brushed over just the right spot.

"Fuck, Wooseok, right there" you gasped as he repeated the movement "please keep doing that."

He studied your face for a mere second, chuckling proudly before capturing your nipple in his lips again, all the stimulation bringing you heaven.

You grabbed his hair, tugging it to contain your own pleasure, and he hummed in approval to you. A knot started building up in your lower belly the more he moved, and you were already embarrassingly close.

Then you felt his touch spot, feeling it going down to your entrance instead, and two of his fingers entered you effortlessly, pumping in and out of you. He let go of your breast, leaning up and using his free hand to take off your panties.

"You look hot, shit." He praised you again "you're taking my fingers so well."

He leaned back down and kissed you roughly, lust clouding the whole room around you. When his thumb found your clitoris you gasped into the kiss, and Wooseok nibbled your lip.

"Are you going to cum for me, baby?" He whispered in your ear, and you held onto his shoulders, nails digging a little into his skin

"I'm so close" you mumbled, and he fastened his pace

"Let me see it, I bet you look beautiful when you cum. Show it to me, Y/N" he said before sucking in your nipple again.

Your body reacted to him like an order, and you closed your eyes as an orgasm took over you, making you tremble under him, moaning louder every time his finger hit the perfect spot inside you.

"Fuck" you gasped once he slid off of you, your chest rising up and down fast.

He opened his mouth to say something, but you used your weight to throw him beside you, climbing on top of his right next, and the surprised expression on his face was quickly replaced with a much naughtier one

You lowered yourself, taking his underwear off, letting his cock bounce back against his stomach.

"Do you have a condom?" You asked.

Wooseok reached for a drawer in his nightstand and tossed you a packet. You wasted no time opening the foil and taking his member into your hand, jerking it a few times, testing the right speed and pressure to just see him close his eyes and throw his head back in pleasure.

When you stopped moving, his eyes shot open and he watched you unroll the rubber down his length.

You moved upwards, your hips sitting against his, and you leaned down to kiss him again, savoring his taste unhurriedly, and he didn't hesitate to match your intensity.

You began to move your hips slowly, feeling your pussy press against his cock, putting the right amount of pressure to make him hiss in pleasure.

Continuing to move, you trailed wet kisses down his jaw and neck, sucking and biting softly the skin before running your tongue along the spot to soothe it.

"I didn't know you were such a tease" he grunted.

"I didn't know you were in a rush" you retorted, grinning at him.

"I've got all night, baby, but I'd much rather spend it inside you." He said, a hint of desperation showing through his voice.

Your chuckle died in your throat as he grabbed your hips and bucked his own, grinding the right away to press his dick against your clit, and you moaned involuntarily.

"I think you agree with me" Woosek said, smirking victoriously.

"Jerk" you slapped his chest and laughed softly.

His hand reached up and caressed your cheek while he looked at you with big fond eyes, and it felt so intimate that you were sure you were blushing.

"Don't look at me like that" you fought the urge to cover yourself.

"Why not?" He cocked his head "you look so beautiful, I just had an urge"

You leaned your body down and pressed a soft kiss to his lips

“I think this is a point of no return for us, right?” your voice barely came out, a faint whisper, afraid of the meaning they carry.

“I don’t know how many fake relationships you’ve had, but I’m pretty sure they never involve seeing each other naked, so we’re past the point of no return” Wooseok shrugged, his chest pressed against yours and his arms wrapping around you in a comforting hug. He kissed you again, and it didn’t surprise how it was just natural at this point to mold your lips together perfectly.

“Shit, you’re right” you giggled when he pulled away. “Okay, we’re doing this.”

You took a deep breath in a poor attempt to make your heart stop racing.

“We’ll be fine” Wooseok reassured, and you just nodded at him, putting all the truth you have in his words.

You sat up and reached your hand in between the two of you, aligning his member with your entrance and letting him penetrate you slowly, his gasp accompanied the rhythm of the movement.

Staying still, you gave yourself time to adjust to his size, and his thumb caressed your hips, his touch always so gentle. You finally started rocking your hips and Wooseok threw his head back in pleasure, a few whimpers escaping his lips. You remembered you two dancing together earlier, and how his eyes couldn’t leave your hips when you were dancing, and you tried to move on top of him just like that, his whimpers turning to lazy moans as you moved slowly, and you smirked proudly at the reactions you were getting from him.

Wooseok, always a brat, grabbed your hips a little stronger and used it as leverage to flip your positions, rolling easily on top of you, making you yelp in surprise, and the way he towered over you made you feel suddenly shy, chuckling at his victorious grin. He thrust slowly, picking up the pace with no rush, his eyes glued on yours, and the loving expression on his face made butterflies dance in your stomach.

Adjusting his hips, Wooseok hit the perfect spot inside you, making you moan his name louder than you intended, but fortunately, it was just another enticement to him, as he kept thrusting you deep and fast. Inevitably, the pleasure starts building up in your lower belly, and you knew you wouldn’t last much longer. Your walls tightened around him, and his moves started getting sloppier.

“Y/N, I’m gonna-” he barely finished the sentence, cutting himself off with a moan.

You reached down and circled your clit just how you like it, bringing yourself to the edge with him, and the room was filled with both of your moans and curses.

When Wooseok threw himself by your side, his hand cupped your cheek, bringing you closer for a deep passionate kiss, but it didn’t last long, both of you needing air too fast, chests rising up and down from the intense orgasm you had.

You quietly watched him take the condom off, tying it up and discarding it on a bin next to the bed, and when he laid again on your side, covering your lower halves with his blanket, you pulled him closer, laying your head on his chest, tracing random patterns with your fingertips on his belly.

“Is this the part where we talk about what this all means?” you mumbled against his skin.

“I guess,” he snuggled you closer, and you looked up at him “this means we may be, just maybe, dating for reals?” it was supposed to be an affirmation, but his tone was more like a question.

“But Wooseok, we barely know each other, we haven’t even had a first date, what if-”

“Y/N” he interrupted your rant, “everyone thinks we’re dating already. It’s safe to say we get along really well. The chemistry here?” he pointed between you two “wow.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his silliness, but you couldn’t deny that he had a good point. Everything inside you screamed to be near him, and you don’t want to be stupid and ignore that.

“Fine.” you pouted, then pecked his lips. “But you owe me a date nevertheless.”

“Breakfast date, tomorrow when we wake up, how does that sound?” He proposed, and you pretended to think about it, making him nervous with all the suspense.

“It’s a date then.” you giggled.

“Okay, then,” he wiggled his eyebrows “ girlfriend ”

You wanted to make a snarky comeback, but all your brain could register is that Wooseok is your boyfriend, and all the giddiness inside you turned you into mush, and he laughed at your sudden shyness.

“I like how that sounds.” you confessed, almost inaudible.

“Get used to it, then,” he kissed you briefly “You’ll be hearing it a lot from now on.”

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Stray Kids Bang Chan x Idol!Reader Summary: You're known as the gym rat in your group, and quite frankly, you only have two moods: shredding or chilling. This was why when you're not asleep in between schedules, you're spotted with a male idol you happened to meet in the gym you were at that day. It's a known fact though, that you and Bang Chan are gym buddies and each other's spotter. Word Count: 2k+ Warnings: Internet toxicity, sasaengs, vulgar language, sexism, misogyny, pining, fluff, mentions of Pentagon because why not <3, etc.

A/N: Girl, i shouldn't do this but I did. It's so funny to me someone requested this cause I have recently become an exercise junkie lol. Also, if you can't tell, there is a pov shift after the cut so yeah. I also wanted to keep the reader gender neutral but I want to write about how psychotically different people treat male and female idols because that stuff aint it. It's most definitely not what anon was expecting me to write but I hope they enjoy it nonetheless.

There's compilation in YT with growing parts centered around you flexing your physical fitness and prowess. It ranges from you affectionally touring your fans, which really meant the cameraman, through the gym, introducing your trainer, and doing your routine on camera, to your group (and others) both fawning and bragging about how strong and how hot you are.

CLIP #1: A scene from an interview of your group in Japan, struggling to talk about how you can do 40 straight push ups.

There was a male interviewer in a suit you could all faintly recognize was talking about your recent Instagram post of a gym mirror selfie.

One of your youngest members smirked and in broken Japanese, cutely said, "Wah, she does 100 push ups! Everyday, every night."

You snap your head to the maknae and raise your brows, "nani?" You begin to shake your hands in protest and begin to explain your truth, "absolutely not 100. Maybe around 40, but nooooo, not 100."

The interviewer and your group comically react in awe. The man in the suit urges, "can you show us?"

You give a face, "Excuse me, but I'm not getting paid to do that in this miniskirt."

Everyone, including the film crew, break into laughter.

CLIP #2: A scene from a variety show where you had to prove you were, in fact, yourself, by doing a shortened version of your exercise routine.

One of the hosts of the show asks, "Wait, do you honestly do all of this in your workout? Like you can do all of it?"

The list of your exercises were written on a colourful cardboard, held by the one who just spoke. It was a range of exercises in 10 sets, from jumping jacks to sit ups, to vague sounding exercises like crab pinches and robot arms.

You purse your lips at the last question asked of you, not really liking the tone in which it was asked. You answer quickly and nod proudly, "I actually do more, cause when I get in the zone and I'm already really sweaty, I feel like I should keep going until my whole body burns." You chuckle.

The older hosts, tilt their head and mutter lowly under their breath something along the lines of, "I'd rather die."

You finally do the routine, quickly, continuously, earning impressed reactions from everyone.

"That's hot," one of the hosts note.

"Ya, for some reason it looks easy to do."

The hosts begin to clamour at that statement, and force whoever said to do the exact thing you did. Clearly, they don't work out as much as you do and cannot even get halfway through it without stopping.

You break out into a breathless laugh in amusement of the comical attempt but then protest, explaining how bad it is to force yourself to do more than you can

CLIP #3: Pentagon, Hongseok especially, fawns over how fit you are

Trailing a conversation about how your group is close with Pentagon because your companies are situated closely to each other and you wind up eating together a lot, there is an anecdote about how there was a jar no one could open, no one but you, that is.

The interviewer asks no one in particular, "wah, none of you could open the jar? Really? Or did you all just pretend so she could open it?"

There is a chorus of answers concluding with, "no really, she was the only one that was able to open it."

The story is backed up by how the jar had a really small lid and some hands were too big. Then came an explanation how you were recently into the new rock climbing machine in your gym.

Hongseok speaks up, "I was invited to go to rock climbing in, like, an actual rock climbing place and I was honestly so surprised when she began to climb. She said she never actually tried rock climbing on a wall, but it seemed like she had been doing it for years."

Shinwon agrees, "Right, right. I was also really curious about what they did that day," he points to Hongseok, "that I joined them one time. I never felt so out of shape in my life. I just stayed back and filmed everything."

Pentagon laughs, and then agrees that you were exceptionally fast and just super fit in all honesty.

The interviewer catches Hongseok's expression then suddenly asks, "do you like a woman like that?"

"Yeah, I like my women strong."

Then came a lot of teasing remarks from Pentagon, and a plethora of complaints from delusional fans who did not want Hongseok to ever breathe in your direction again.

With all that's been said about that, in all the parts of this series floating around in the internet, one thing remained, there was a slightly larger population of impressed fans than the still large portion of antifans who wanted nothing to do with it and only came around to hate.

It's hard not to think about it, but even the slightest back handed compliment can sometimes linger in one's mind.

And right now, as much as I kept my mind on my counting as I finished my set high knees, I couldn't help but think of how much backlash I got from posting a post workout photo with my midriff exposed.

Apparently that was not only enough to merit hate for being both a whore and an attention whore, but people baselessly began to hate on my groupmates simply for being associated with me.

It's kind of sad really, how, say Wonho, can post a fairly exposed photo of himself and get so much praise for it, and yet I couldn't even do anything remotely close to that.

And I don't even mean to come at Wonho, we all know he's a beast at the gym and should be able to show as much of his hard work as he is comfortable in showing, but why can't I?

"Hey trooper. I thought you said you were only doing 80 counts?" a voice cracks me out of my train of thought.

I turn to whom spoke and chuckle at myself as I stop my leg raises, "ah yeah, I got lost in thought, and your really good song."

I pull on my earphones and give a lopside smile, "I love working out to God's Menu."

He gives a soft, "he he, thanks."

"No need for a thank you when I'm only giving my honest opinion, Chan."

"Yeah, well still, it makes my kokoro go doki-doki," he sniggers, crossing his arms and flashing a dimpled smile. I raise my upper lip and reel back, "EWWW!"

I playfully shove him. He acts hurt, "this is violence against children."

"Chan, you're literally older than me."

"That doesn't mean I'm not a child at heart."

"You mean, it doesn't mean you're not a drama queen."

"Hey, I have no interest in having a throne, my only interest is," he leans in and whispers, "you."

I feel my soul leave my body as he snorts to himself and runs away. I regurgitate in surprise, "YA!"

"You better do your next set properly," Chan says heading off to a cable row machine, "I'm always watching."

I try to ignore the blood rushing up your neck, "creep."

He shrugs, "rather that or have you get injured, sweet heart."

Yeah, Chan has saved me from a lot of injuries I could have had. It was a bad habit. It stemmed from the same thing that made me mess up my count a while ago, my overthinking.

Sometimes I thought of rather harmless things, but sometimes I began to fixate on the hate I received for simply being. I do a lot to get my mind to realize that they hated me simply because they could and because it was easy. Exercising helped tremendously, especially when I had someone fun to work out with, especially when I was with Chan. He just... made me feel safe, y'know.

But when the news of us being work out buddies surfaced, a lot of sasaengs came for me. Of course, a lot of Stays and my own fans were really kind about, speaking out that we were our own people and exercising together did not mean anything in particular really.

But some really went for it, and made it a hobby to comment on everything I was in that I was a slut for 'working out' with different men every day."

I let out a breath as I finish my routine. I catch my breath and go for a swig of my water. I take a moment then sit down by the mirror, which was near where Chan was currently working out.

"You're doing it again."

I turn from where I was blankly staring at turn to Chan who gave me a soft look, "you good?"

I release a sigh then purse my lips, "maybe."

He pouts, "what happened?"

I shrug and stand from where I sat, "you know, the usual."

Chan then comes up to me and takes my water bottle from me, "you know, no matter how much people say you don't need water to live, you can never change the fact that you are extremely dependent on water to live."

I look at him and half- heartedly point, "are you calling me thirsty?"

He begrudgingly groans and releases a chuckle. He calls my name out in a scolding tone. I feel myself relax, "I know what you're getting at Chan."

He nods, "good. I'll always be here to remind you of that."

I smile and feel an urge to hug him, "if you weren't so sweaty, I would totally hug you right now."

Chan then gives me a look then does not hesitate to crush me into his arms. I groan and whine in protest. He chuckles, "you literally just said you wanted a hug!"

"YOU'RE LITERALLY SO SWEATY. NO ONE WANTS THIS TORTURE."

Chan huffs and gives a wounded look, "hmp. You better spot me while I lift or else I'm unfriending you."

"Hmm... I think I'll be good without you as a friend."

I half expect Chan to whine about it, but he instead smirks, "ahhhh, you must want me to be your boyfriends so badly huh."

I- I mean...

CLIP #4: A crack edit of Chan when he gets asked about his gym relationship with me in Chan's Room.

He was looking through the questions and suddenly chuckles, his ears noticeably began to redden. Cue a zoom in of his face and his red ears. Cue a clip of Cardi B saying, "that's suspicious."

He says my name then continues, "am I close with her? Yeah. I would say I'm close with her-- and her whole group actually."

Captioned: Nice save, Chris.

"The kids and I are close with her group," he says, clearing his throat.

A clip of him clearing his throat is repeated about ten times.

Chan adjust the beanie he was wearing as he thinks of what he was going to say next, "we actually do work out together a lot because she's under a trainer that works with my trainer."

Captioned: Sure, Chan. That's the only reason, right?

Chan catches another question, "Is she a beast in the gym like Hongseok says?" He breaks into a laugh. He then rubs his cheek and grits his teeth.

A clip of someone saying, "Oh he's jealous," flashes on screen.

"Yeah," Chan finally says, "she's got a really high stamina."

Cue the clip, WHAT DID HE SAY?

Chan continues, "she can go between exercises without stopping. she doesn't even take that much time to catch her breath. In fact, she sings while exercising sometimes, which helps make her vocals stable."

Captioned: Queen Tingz.

The next thing that happens is Chan breaks into a laugh and begins to chuckle. He says, "Sorry I saw a funny comment."

Captioned: WHAT HE MEANS IS HE SAW A COMMENT SAYING 'SHUT UP CHRIS, YOU'RE WHIPPED."

Then came these comments:

LITERALLY LOOK AT HOW FLUFFY BANG CHAN GETS WHEN HE TALKS ABOUT HER DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME MY SHIP IS ALIVE

They are dating period. prove me wrong. you cant

Chan literally blushes over anything, buT HE TURNED INTO A TOMATO WHEN HE TALKED ABOUT HER BYE

if you hate on your faves loving each other, you most definitely need Jesus (:

PLEASE CAN YOU SEE HOW WHIPPED THEY ARE FOR EACH OTHER

Yeah... it's not been confirmed to this day.

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adachicuto · 2 years ago

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getting a tattoo with wooseok

a/n: i didn’t specify what type of tattoo or where the reader would get it so that it’s more reader friendly

warnings: reader getting a tattoo and a vague mention of pain

when you would tell wooseok that you’d want a tattoo he’d get so excited about and would mention all of these cool ideas to you but of course he’d know that it was 100% you decision of what design you’d get

he’d still draw a few things just to show you or you’d mention some things you’d be interested in and he’d try drawing them out for you so that you could customize things a bit more to your liking before the final decision and his talent would never cease to amaze you

then there would be the time to decide on the placement of the tattoo and woosoek would be sitting next to you with his laptop and would search tattoo placement and which areas would cause the most and least pain

after pretty much everything would be figured out and you had some time to think it over, you’d find a tattoo shop near you with good reviews and wooseok would drive you there

also i feel like wooseok would make a playlist for you to commemorate the day but to also calm down any nerves that you’d have. the playlist would have all of your and his favorite songs and you’d sing along to it on the way to the tattoo shop

once you’d talk with an artist and show them wooseok’s drawings for your inspiration etc. you’d get comfortable in the chair as the artist would prepare everything and wooseok would give you an encouraging smile

wooseok would sit right next to you and comfort you when you’d need it and he’d be quick to get you a bottle of water or put on a video on his phone to help take your mind off it which you’d appreciate a lot

if you’d decide to get a tattoo on the larger side, wooseok would try his best to reassure every 10 minutes when you’d ask if it was almost done. and he’d have to hold in his laugh at the child-like frown you’d have on your face if there would be a lot left to go

when the tattoo when finally be complete, wooseok would stare at you in awe because you’d somehow became even cooler to him (not that he would think a tattoo would define you or how cool you are)

he’d do his own research about how to take of your skin after a tattoo and would probably put all of the tattoo artist’s advice in his notes app just to make sure that he could help you if needed. he’d be there to remind about taking care of it if you ever forgot but it wouldn’t be in a nagging way bc that would be that thing he’d want to do

once your skin would heal and the tattoo wouldn’t be faded, i think he would absentmindedly trace it every now and then and would always comment on how cool it would look on you

getting a tattoo with wooseok would be a very fun experience for the both of you. he would admire how strong you were during the process, even if you’d say it didn’t hurt much and you’d probably expire him to get a tattoo in the future or matching tattoos

#pentagon #pentagon imagines #pentagon scenarios #pentagon fluff #pentagon au #ptg #ptg au #ptg fluff #ptg imagines #ptg scenarios #wooseok scenarios #wooseok imagines #wooseok fluff #jung wooseok imagines #jung wooseok scenarios #jung wooseok fluff #ptg x reader #pentagon x reader

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kyswoo · 3 years ago

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Pentagon reaction

having a kid with them

pairing: yandere!pentagon x reader

genre: yandere au, fluff(?), some angst idk???

request: "can you do a yandere pentagon reaction to having a kid with their s/o?"

masterlist 🌸

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°•Jinho

the kid is like the physical representation of your love, so he will cherish them as much as he cherish you, the kid basically shows everyone that you are his

usually he treats your child really well and gives them everything they want, so they might become a little spoiled

but if the kid do something that annoys him he might yell and ground them

you have to tell him to not be so harsh on them since they're just a kid

since he doesn't want the kid to be afraid of him or something, he will give them something to make them happy

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°•Hui

you know he can get violent sometimes so you are afraid he might do something to your kid, so you are always around them

he gets jealous you give your child so much attention so he just ignores the kid whenever they come to him

your child might ask you something like "does dad hates me?", hearing it makes you feel so bad, so you try to make Hui pay more attention to them, he might give them some gifts from time to time but that's it

your kid ends up getting scared everytime you two argue because he can be really loud, so eventually they get afraid of bothering him and try to stay away from him

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°•Hongseok

he doesn't hates neither loves your child,

if they ask him something, like if they want to eat something or buy something he will gladly do it

but if they try to make a fuss he will just say something to scare them making your kid run to you crying

when you tell him to not say such things to your child he will just say he didn't said anything like that and tell you to control your kid better

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°•Shinwon

just like Jinho, he thinks the child is like a extension of you

so he will actually take good care of your kid, showering them with love

he would be like a very overproctive dad, not letting them out very often and controlling everything they do and every step they make

he will do everything he can to make them happy as well, because he knows you care about them a lot so if they are happy you will also be happy

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°•Yeo One

he will try to take good care of your kid, but he does get jealous whenever you give more attention to your child than him

he would get all pouty and you have to give him a lot of attention later

or else he would think it's all your kids fault and ignore or say something mean to them

besides that he would spoil your kid a lot so you think he is a good dad, but if you are not around he would just ignore them as well

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°•Yanan

he won't pay a lot of attention to your kid too, if he is in a good humor he might buy them a gift or something

but he doesn't likes seeing you give them so much attention and leaving him aside

so if the kid does anything that annoys him he would take it out on you

"if you didn't spoil them so much I wouldn't have to do this" your kid starts being afraid of him doing something to you, so they are always quiet when he is around

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°•Yuto

he is always taking care of your kid so you wouldn't give them too much attention and forget about him

so this way he can get more your attention than your child

if your child misbehave is all your fault because he treats them well, so you are the one that have to be punished

but he still tries to make you stay away from them as much as he can

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°•Kino

he actually likes the idea because it's one more excuse for you to stay with him

"I mean it's our kid, they need both their parents right?" he keeps saying this so you won't even think of leaving him

he is always close to your kid because that makes you stay close to him too

he tells your kid about how everything changed once he met you, so they might think it's a normal behavior to do what he does

(I wouldn't be surprised if your child became a yandere too)

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°•Wooseok

he doesn't really know how to take care of them so he usually just do what you ask him to do

he knows you would be upset if he didn't treat them well so he tries to spoil them as much as he can

if the kid throws a tantrum or something he will just ignore them and leave it for you

but whenever the kid needs something he will do everything he can to satisfy them

#I want to write more pentagon stuff #seventeen too #pentagon reaction #yandere pentagon #pentagon imagines #pentagon scenarios #pentagon au #lee huitaek #jo jinho #yang hongseok #ko shinwon #yeo changgu #yanan #kang hyunggu #jung wooseok #adachi yuto

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mymoodwriting · 3 years ago

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4k, smut, drugs, needles, pills, grinding, blue balls, fingering, eating out, yandere, supernatural, aliens, mind control, non-con, idk wot this is

“Pretty girl, wake up.”

“Hm…”

You lifted your head off the pillow, squinting at the blob in front of you. As you opened your mouth to speak you felt something push past your lips and then quickly melt onto your tongue. It tasted good, and a warm feeling spread throughout your body, a content sigh leaving your lips. A light chuckle somewhat echoed in your ears, and a hand came down to pet you.

“That’s a good girl.”

“Hm…”

“Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah…”

“Did you dream of me?”

“I don’t know… I don’t remember my dreams…”

“Maybe I can help.”

You were pushed onto your back, someone climbing on top of you and pressing their lips against yours. Kissing back was just natural, and you felt hands trailing down your body, tugging up your shirt.

“Yuto!”

You giggled when you heard Yuto get hit by a pillow, pushing him off you and sitting up. You smiled at Kino.

“Are you jealous?”

“Always baby.” Kino crawled into bed, shoving Yuto further from you. “I don’t remember him being allowed to wake you.”

“Why not?”

“Cause I wanted you to keep dreaming of me.”

“Who said I was dreaming of you?”

“If not, let me make sure you do.”

This time Kino was the one to steal a kiss, moving closer and closer until he had you under him, his body hovering just above yours. His crotch achingly close to yours, and you could feel something poking you.

“Ya! Ya! That’s not fair.”

Yuto took his revenge by tackling Kino off the bed, and off you as well. You broke out laughing, letting the two fight it out on the floor as you went off to fight the one who had yet to greet you. Wooseok was at his desk, working on either music or something you couldn’t possibly understand. He was listening to some music, and as you got closer, able to hear it, you got giddy again. Pulling back his chair and taking a seat in his lap was the best way to say hello.

“Good morning.”

“Well good morning to you.” Wooseok grabbed your hips. “What are you doing up?”

“Yuto couldn’t keep it in his pants.”

“You don’t smell like sex.”

“Kino couldn’t keep it in his pants either.”

“Hm?”

“I think they stopped fighting.”

“And you want them to come hit me for getting a lap dance?”

“You want one?”

“How much would it cost?”

“You know my price.”

“Only the best for my girl.”

Wooseok stole a chaste kiss from you before reaching into one of the desk drawers, pulling out a blank pill bottle. He shook it in front of your eyes.

“Does my girl want to feel good?”

“I don’t need that to feel good, you can make me feel good, can’t you?”

“Oh I can, but this just makes it easy to fuck your brains out.”

“Promise?”

The chair suddenly turned and a mouth was at your neck. The two other boys had stopped fighting and came down to hunt you. Now you sat in Wooseok’s lap, back pressed against Yuto’s chest, his lips eager to mark you.

“It was dirty to leave.”

“I thought you might want to fuck Kino first.”

“My good girl is quick to go bad.”

“Is that true?” Wooseok teased. “Have you been a bad girl? Cause bad girls don’t get treats.”

“Ya!”

You tried to reach for the pill bottle but Wooseok held it away from you. Yuto quickly grabbed your hips, keeping you seated, and then decided to have his own fun. His grip was firm, and he started guiding your hips, having you grind down on Wooseok. You bit your lip, giving in more than fighting it.

“I guess you are my good girl. You like this?”

“Hm…”

“Wooseok, give her a treat.”

It took a second for Wooseok to register the words as he was lost in his own enjoyment. He got a pill and pushed it into your mouth, watching it melt as you let out little moans. Once the drugs kicked in Yuto took the chance to kiss you, easing his hold on your hips, but you didn’t stop. Wooseok took the chance to finish what his hyung had started, pushing up your shirt and exposing your breasts. His lips were soon around one of your nipples, sucking and making you shiver from the cold.

“Hyung, we gotta go back to the bedroom.”

“Why? You think you can make it back there without cumming in your pants?”

“I’m not gonna do it on the desk.”

“Coward.”

“Fuck, I can’t.”

Wooseok managed to shove Yuto off you, and then push the chair over to the couch. It was easy for him to just lift you up and lay you down, unbuckling his pants although Yuto came over and tried to shove him away.

“Bitch.”

“She was grinding down on me.”

“Cause I got her in the rhythm.”

“I’m about to-”

“Will one of you two fuck me!” You whined. “Kino!”

“Ya! Ya! Why are you calling him!” Wooseok complained. “You’re really asking for it.”

“Yeah, oldest first.”

Yuto shoved the other away, knocking him to the ground and crawling on top of you. His lips were greedily kissing every inch of your exposed skin, a hand reaching down into your panties.

“You’re so wet.”

“Do something about it.”

“Kino!” Wooseok yelled. “Kino, get over here!”

“You too now? You brat!”

“Ya!”

Kino dumped a box of condoms on Yuto, making you laugh. He pulled the other off you, winking at you and then throwing the empty box at Wooseok.

“You two can at least remember the basics, even when y/n is being a needy bitch.”

“I would have gotten some.” Wooseok defended, throwing the box at Kino. “Don’t lecture me.”

“Whatever, something came up, we gotta go.”

“Bull shit, you just want-”

“We got a lead on Rocky. Let’s go.”

“Ah…”

“Who’s Rocky? I think you’ve mentioned-”

You were cut off with another kiss from Wooseok, missing out on the silent agreement the other two made.

“It’s nothing you need to worry about.” Wooseok assured. “We’ll be back later.”

“But-”

Kino came up from behind you, wrapping a hand around your throat and exposing your neck. You only struggled for a bit before you felt a needle prick your skin, submitting out of some weird instinct, or habit. Kino kissed your head, gently setting your head down on the couch.

“Get some sleep princess.”

“Hm…”

♥♥♥♥♥

The first thing you registered was the faint music in the distance. You found yourself back in bed, in the moment unassured as to how you got there. Somehow you managed the strength to get out of bed, a blanket wrapped around you, and stumbled out of the room. Although you jumped and screamed when you heard gunfire. You crawled over and caught a glimpse of the boys.

Kino’s back was to you, meanwhile Yuto and Wooseok had some guy tied up and gagged on the couch. Your scream didn’t go unnoticed, nor did your little attempt at peeking. You locked eyes with the man tied up, feeling something strange in the pit of your stomach, although when Kino approached you, gun in hand, you freaked out a bit and scrambled to your feet. You wanted to run but you were grabbed.

“Sh, sh, sh, easy baby, I’m no gonna hurt you.”

“What… what’s going on…”

“It’s just business baby, let’s get you back to bed.”

“Who’s-”

“No one important.”

You were ushered back into the bedroom, Kino shutting the door. He sat you down, putting on some music, some of your favorites, and tucking you in.

“You’re still tired, so sleep. We got a surprise for you later, okay?”

“Okay… you’re not gonna…”

“Sh. Sleep.”

“Yeah…”

♥♥♥♥♥

The next time you woke the music was much louder, and you could tell those boys were having fun without you. This time you had a better reason to get up. As you leaned against the door frame you could see them dancing around, celebrating, and the guy that was tied up was now free, dancing around with them. It was hilarious, and you were about to make your presence known when you noticed Kino drop.

You weren’t so surprised, that happened, but then Yuto and Wooseok followed. The happy atmosphere quickly died as the once hostage looked at the bodies and started dragging them out of sight. You slapped a hand over your mouth, unsure of what to do, or how something like this could have happened. Once all the boys were out of sight you quickly moved forward, and when you peeked around the corner you saw them being stuffed into the trunk of their car.

You couldn’t help but think they were dead, but something in your heart told you that wasn’t the case. You had to do something, like call the cops, but before you could run off you were pulled out of your hiding spot. You screamed, fighting the one who grabbed you, but the were quick to catch both your arms and hold you still.

“Stop it! Y/n, it’s me!”

“Huh? Do I… do I know you?”

“Fuck… we can talk about this later, let’s go.”

“No! Let me go! What are you-”

“Please, just come with me. Don’t make this difficult.”

“Who the hell do you think-”

“Fine.”

You suddenly found yourself in a choke hold, desperately struggling until your world started going black. You didn’t pass immediately, aware that you were picked up and put into the backseat of the car. You tried to fight again, scream, do anything, but you couldn’t and that’s when darkness finally swallowed you.

♥♥♥♥♥

You jumped awake, your thoughts running a mile a minute before hitting a wall. You laid back down, taking a deep breath and trying to stabilize yourself. When you were good you took in your surroundings, you were locked up. The cell was white, one wall glass. You couldn’t see anything outside, only darkness. Then a figure came into view.

“You’re awake.”

“Who are you? What the fuck is this? Where are the others!”

“Y/n, it’s me. You-”

“I don’t know you!”

“You do! You just… fuck, please, you have to remember.”

“Remember what? Where are my boys!”

“Can you not worry about those assholes for five seconds.”

“Where are they!”

“Y/n, focus! You-”

“Shut up!” You stumbled back, feeling dizzy. “Fuck…”

“I’m sorry, this is my fault. I should have stopped you.”

“Make some fucking sense or shut up.”

“I don’t know if now is-”

“Talk or shut it!”

“Fine, fine… you don’t remember… but I’m Minhyuk, Rocky, we’re partners.”

“Partners?”

“We’re investigating Cerberus.”

“Investigating Cerberus? Why?”

“They’re drug dealers.”

“Drug dealers don’t get kidnapped like this! Who are you?”

“Government intelligence, like you.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“That’s what worries me the most.”

“You’re not making sense again.”

You sat down, grabbing your head. You felt nervous, a headache coming on, and you started to wonder when your last hit was, which brought up the question as to how long you were out for.

“This is gonna be a lot, but Cerberus aren’t your average drug dealers. There’s something about their product that just… hits different, like nothing we’ve ever seen.”

“They make good shit.”

“That’s the problem. They don’t have enemies, the cops don’t even bother them, and they’re not secretive about their shit either, yet they’ve been untouchable for over a year.”

“Until now I guess.”

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“This… you don’t remember but… you’re an agent with me… since everyone is so happy with Cerberus, we couldn’t find anyone to help us investigate, so we had to go undercover.”

“Undercover?”

“We moved into the neighborhood together… and we got connected to Cerberus. We were just supposed to collect samples but… shit went south real fast.”

“What… what happened?”

“You went to get some samples, we had to keep up the cover of being regulars, but they were in the middle of a party. You got dragged into it, and to keep your cover… you had to take something… and then you were gone…”

“I… I…”

Your headache got worse, and you were starting to feel very ill. You collapsed to the floor, twitching a bit. Minhyuk didn’t hesitate to come into the room, screaming for help and doing whatever he could to make sure you were alright. You felt like your head was gonna explode, but that’s when the memories came flooding in.

♥♥♥♥♥

“I’ll go.”

“No, no, I’ll go.”

“Come on, I can do this, buying drugs isn’t hard.”

“Yeah, but these guys are already weird, it’s too dangerous.”

“Then admit it.”

“Admit what?”

“You know what. I saw their files, they’re hot as fuck, and you don’t want me near them cause you think I’m gonna fall for them.”

“And what’s wrong with me protecting you from that?”

“Nothing, but it’s been a month now, it’s gotta be suspicious if you’re the only one getting the drugs if they know you have a girl. They have to meet me at some point or else they’re gonna think you’re lying.”

“Ugh, fine, whatever, go, but don’t stick around. Those guys aren’t normal.”

“No shit, if they were normal I’d wonder why we were doing this. I’ll be back soon, order some take out.”

“Got it.”

You took the car and drove to the warehouse. This Cerberus group was really cocky, not really doing anything to hide themselves from the cops, but at least it made it easy to keep an eye on them. As you approached you could hear the loud music, but didn’t think much of it, until you walked in and realized there was a party going on. This was absolutely the worst time to come, and you knew you needed to leave immediately, but then Wooseok had an arm around you.

“Well, hello there, and who might you be?”

“Uh, Jesse… I’m with Rocky.”

“Ah, you’re his girl? I’ve heard about you, nice to finally meet you, come in, you came at the right time.”

“It’s okay, I wasn’t invited. I’ll just be going.”

“You came for a reason, right?”

“Yeah, to buy, but you’re clearly-”

“You like our stuff?”

“Yeah, of course, it’s good shit.”

“Then stay baby girl, have fun with us.”

“I’m good.”

“Hm… alright, you came to buy, so let’s get you set. Come with me.”

“Thanks.”

You followed Wooseok into the warehouse. He kept his arm around you, pulling you along to a room in the back. On the way over he made some gestures to his partners that you didn’t notice, and they followed you too.

“I don’t need much, just-”

You were grabbed and shoved into a chair, Yuto holding you down while Wooseok tied down your arms. You tried to scream but Yuto’s grip was fierce, and you were worried he’d break you if you pushed him hard enough. Once you were secured the boys stepped away.

“What the hell is this? Some fucken-”

“Who are you?” Kino asked.

“A customer! Is this how you treat-”

“All our customers are happy.” Wooseok commented. “You may be buying from us, but you’re not using. It was never weird with Rocky, figured he was buying for you, but this, who are you?”

“What are you talking about? I-”

“Baby girl, we know who’s using our product.” Yuto said. “And you aren’t.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

“Last chance.” Kino warned. “Tell us the truth, or we’ll get it out of you.”

You scoffed, glancing at all of them. You had to get out, fast, even if it meant blowing your cover. At least you were lucky these guys were amateurs, you easily escaped the bonds, throwing the chair at Yuto and bolting for the door. Although they reacted just as fast, Kino caught up to you and kicked you to the ground. He pinned you beneath him, glaring down at you with a fire in his eyes.

“You stupid bitch, you have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into.”

“Let me go, you freaks!”

“Wooseok, bring me something strong.”

“Get off!”

“It was so easy to tell you weren’t on our drugs, you want to know how we knew?”

“I said-”

“Cause you’re not our bitch.”

“What?”

A needle went into your arm and you screamed again, but the sounds of the party outside meant no one would hear you. Again you tried to fight, but you felt a strange feeling starting to overtake you, a fog rolling into your mind.

“That’s it, don’t fight it, cause you can’t. Just listen to my voice, got it?”

“Hm…”

“Who are you? What are you doing here?”

“I… I…”

“Be a good girl and answer me.”

“My real name is y/n… I’m a government agent sent to investigate Cerberus…”

Kino scoffed. “I figured. What do you know?”

“Very little… you guys just appeared on the market and are seemingly untouchable.”

“Yeah, what else?”

“Your drugs… it’s dangerous… it’s more than what you say…”

“Good instincts, you should have stayed away if you didn’t want to get involved like this.”

“What… what are you… doing to me…”

“We gave you… the raw formula, it opens up your pretty little mind. That’s why you’re aware of all of this, the stuff we actually sell, that’s the fun stuff, but don’t worry, you’ll get to try it soon.”

The days blurred into weeks, the weeks into months, and slowly you forgot yourself. The night you were discovered they packed up and moved. This time they weren’t so open about their business, not like before, but they certainly kept you a secret, something only they could have. You got used to that, the drugs, and the boys blowing your mind every other day.

“What are you working on?”

“Some music, why?”

“You sell drugs and make music, an interesting combo. I don’t get it.”

“You want to?”

“Yeah.”

Kino pulled you into his lap, putting his headphones on you, kissing you as well.

“Our drugs put you in the right mood. So when I play this…” He played a certain clip and it just made you happy. “You melt, cause my voice is just that sweet, resonating with your mind and making me irresistible.”

“Yeah…”

“You were some big shot secret agent, and now look at you, our biggest accomplishment.”

“Hm?”

“You so easily fell under our control. If you can’t resist, how can anyone else?”

“But… drugs and music… it still doesn’t…”

Kino changed the music, and you giggled, leaning against him and cuddling. He pet your head, taking the headphones off.

“We don’t need the drugs or music to do what we want, it’s just more fun this way.”

♥♥♥♥♥

You gasped awake, out of breath. Minhyuk was still by your side, other medical officers there as well. You were still processing everything, unaware of the scene change.

“Y/n, are you okay?”

“You need to isolate them… no interaction… and mute them.”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s not just the drugs… it’s not the drugs at all, they… they… mind control… has the government known this whole time? Is that what they-”

“Hold on y/n, take it easy. We’ve been studying their drugs, remember? We can counter-”

“It’s not the drugs!”

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s them… this is what they wanted…”

“Huh?”

“They’re far smarter than we thought… they could take over so easily… but they just wanted to have fun… until we stuck our nose in their business…”

“Now you’re the one not making sense. Y/n, what do you mean?”

“How did you get them here?”

“I managed to get back on their radar and they came to me as I planned. They’re junkies so it wasn’t so hard to drug them.”

“That’s what you think… what was the fucken plan?!”

“To talk to them first and then maybe-”

“We have to go.”

You got out of bed, but you only took a step before collapsing. Minhyuk picked you up, getting you back in bed.

“Easy, you’re going through withdrawal. They’ve really been pumping you full of drugs these last few months.”

“Months… I don’t…”

The light suddenly went out, emergency lights coming on. Your mind was still swimming with memories of being with them, and what they did to you. It was freaking you out, but you knew you couldn’t stay put.

“We need to get out of here.”

“Don’t be stupid baby.”

You swallowed nervously when you heard Yuto’s voice. It shouldn’t surprise you he had found his way to the infirmary, where you were. Minhyuk was quickly on the defensive side, standing in front of you.

“How did you escape?”

“It’s easy. Baby, hold him down.”

“What-”

Without really meaning to you grabbed Minhyuk’s arm and held it behind his back, shoving him onto the bed, holding him down.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I can’t-”

“Yes!” Yuto cheered. “It works like we theorized.”

“What did you do to me!”

“You think all those months with us was just fucking and fun, it was good to have a little guinea pig. Spend enough time with a subject and it seems you can deeply brainwash them. I don’t need to take full control to have you wrapped around my finger.”

“Stop…”

“I’m assuming you remember somethings, right?”

“Yes…”

“You remember the drugs are just our creation, right?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t need to pop a pill into your mouth to turn you into a good girl.”

“Just a kiss…”

“I had something else in mind. Knock him out.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Y/n-”

You did as you were told, hating every second of it. You didn’t even get the chance to feel guilty before Yuto pinned you to the wall. He looked you over, a hunger in his eyes.

“Should we just go back to having fun, or should we do what you humans are so afraid of.”

“Please… please let me go…”

“We didn’t just keep you cause we wanted to run tests, you’re good. Smart girl we can make stupid, a good little girl who will do whatever her oppas tell her. Sounds like a much better life, don’t you agree?”

Yuto didn’t wait for an answer, ordering you to stay still. He tugged down the shorts you were in, along with your panties. His cold fingers rubbed between your folds, massaging your clit to get you excited. You were hating yourself for enjoying it so much, and he knew.

“Conditioned by pleasure too, such a good girl.”

“Stop…”

“Sh, just a kiss, and you’ll be happy. Stay still and have fun.”

“I…”

When Yuto knelt down a million things went through your head, but it was too much for anything to get past your lips. He grabbed your thighs, his warm breath right against your core. You knew what came next and there was no stopping him. He teased, kissing your inner thigh, a nibble here and there before he dove in.

“Yuto!”

You screamed out his name, your mind dropping into the bliss of submission in an instance. In the moment you focused on nothing but the pleasure, unable to stop yourself from grinding down on his tongue, wanting him deeper, wanting to feel more of him.

“Please… please…”

“Hm? Please what?”

“Cum… I wanna cum…”

“I know babe, but not here.” Yuto got up, kissing you so you could have a taste of yourself, of your own stupid submission. “There’s a lot to think about. Us that is, you don’t need that brain.”

“There you are.” Kino entered the infirmary with Wooseok. “Security has been dealt with, what about her?”

“I got our girl. She might be needy right now though, anyone got a condom?”

“Plenty.” Wooseok scoffed. “Let’s get out of this hell.”

“Right, come on baby, we’ll have more fun later. All of us together, sound good?”

“Yes please…”

“Good, that’s our good girl.”

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wooandthesun · 3 years ago

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[ 09:17 ] wooseok

paint you wings - all time low

— you and wooseok have some time to spend together on the last day of pentagon's world tour in los angeles, california. (pure fluff!!)

the sun looks as if it was being sucked into a vortex on the horizon, letting streams of orange and red hues break through the cracks of thin clouds. summer has come, and gone, and it was now the last day of your boyfriend's group's world tour.

as the both of you walk hand-in-hand up the hill, the city erupts into a show of light, all bright and multicoloured. from where you stood, the lights seemed no bigger than a dot, and the stars in the sky were fading from the intensity of light pollution; but they were there nonetheless.

these moments were normal: the wordless presence of the both of you, the mystics of the universe playing on your minds were concrete enough to keep the atmosphere delightful. you sneak a glance at wooseok as he hums a random tune, perhaps unconsciously.

when you reach the summit, you can't help but feel the burning desire to hold on to the moment and never let it go. fame is chaos, and wooseok has plenty. nothing could possibly get as calm as it was now, at least not in the near future.

"thinking?" he blurts out, catching you off guard. you nod, letting a tiny smile slip and he releases your hand to instead wrap them around your shoulders, placing his chin on the top of your head. "i'm so happy we get to spend time like this in such a monumental city," he admits, taking a deep breath before letting it out with a sigh.

"i wish this could last forever." you agree, letting your hands find his once again, and balling them together like yarn. "how do you feel?" you ask.

"accomplished. i feel content." he says, and you break into a wide smile. you're thrilled at his happiness. "y/n?" he murmurs, his voice making it sound like he was humming your name. you feel the gentle vibration of his voice as it flowed, and you nod as you hum in response.

"thank you for not giving up on us. on me. thank you for not letting me let you go. God, that sounds so cliché," he speaks, slightly swaying along with you. the sky is nearly pitch black now, save for the dark blue gradient at the horizon.

"you don't need to thank me, you know?" you comment, feeling your way with your hands, from its initial position to his cheeks. this gesture earns you a boyish chuckle. "the feeling is mutual." you finish, dropping your hands back to your sides.

wooseok snuggles into the curve of your shoulder where it meets your neck, his hair carelessly tickling the spot. you stifle a giggle, using one hand to caress his cheek as you slightly tilt your head to look at him.

he opens his eyes, takes one look at you, smiles, and you felt more complete than ever.

im sorry my formatting is inconsistent (and i dont have any intentions of keeping it consistent actually lmao but) anyways wooseok fluff i miss his humph era hair pls make it come back

#wooseok #pentagon wooseok #ptg #ptg wooseok #pentagon imagine #pentagon au #pentagon fluff #fluff #kpop #kpop au #kpop writing #kpop imagine #pentagon #jung wooseok

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hansols-yoda-boxers · 4 years ago

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Tales From Bingo Night

[8:23]

“Hey Jongho!”

Jongho shuddered, spinning around towards the voice. A tall boy was coming towards him, someone he had seen once or twice. Maybe? Was it Wooseok? Or Jun? Or Wonwoo? He had barely had time to learn anyone’s names yet. And they all must have had something on their bingo sheet telling them to get a picture with him because already this was the third person to come up to him. Was it because he was young? Or new? Would he ever know?

The tall boy stuck out his hand. “I’m Wooseok.”

Well, that answered that question.

“D-Do you need a picture?” Jongho asked.

“Yep,” the boy said happily. “Can I take one?”

“Sure,” Jongho sighed.

Wooseok put an arm around him, crouching just a bit from his height.

“Don’t worry,” he mumbled, quietly enough for Mingi, Wooyoung, and San not to hear. “They do this to someone every year. But everyone’s nice and they all make for good friends.”

Jongho smiled nervously for the picture and Wooseok patted him on the shoulder. “If it gets overwhelming you can take a break and just tell people you need some space.”

“I can?” Jongho asked quietly.

Wooseok shrugged. “Of course, I did it my first year. These people are all super nice, they’re just a lot.”

“Y-Yeah I gathered that from the first week,” Jongho mumbled.

“Hang in there,” Wooseok smiled at him. “It’ll be a great summer, and a good night.”

“Thanks,” Jongho grinned, feeling his nerves ease a little.

“No problem,” Wooseok gave him an easy smile and a fist bump. “See you around.”

“Sure thing,” Jongho felt much better as Wooseok ran back to his group.

#camp north star au #cns au #pentagon imagines #ateez imagines #wooseok imagines #jongho imagines #choi jongho imagines #jung wooseok imagines

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nose-bandaid · 4 years ago

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the trees, the grass, the stars

Hi tiny!! I've been reading your stuff... and I love it 🥺 I'm a sucker for royal AUs and the masquerade one with Shinwon was lovely, I was wondering if I could request a Royal AU with Wooseok? I like the idea of rebel prince/princess!! But you can write whatever you like💛💛

Prince!Wooseok x (gender neutral) Reader | royal AU fluff + a little bit of comfort? | 2k words

synopsis: getting engaged to someone you barely knew, getting lost in the forest and tripping over a talking stump. none of it made sense, and yet they all added up to one of the greatest meetings in your life.

a/n: hihi !! @raspberrymuffings this is for you<3 prince wooseok hgngngn i loved writing this, sorry it ended up getting a little emotional, idk that’s just a habit of mine LOL, but i hope you enjoy:)

image from pinterest !!

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Did you mean to get lost? Of course not. You swore you saw something flash in the forest nearby and decided to follow its trail. That was it. A little curiosity never hurt right?

Though it turned into an unintentional adventure when you traveled a little too deep into the woods.

Were you upset that you were lost? Not particularly. Being lost meant that you were away from the party and even better, you had a valid excuse to be absent.

Was it a big deal that you weren't at the party? Perhaps, because the whole purpose was supposed to celebrate your engagement with some prince from a nearby kingdom. The two families had finally decided that they wanted to come together, and they decided that the best way to do that (supposedly) was to have the two heirs married.

But yeah, to you, it was still just a prince from a nearby kingdom because you've literally never met this man before.

Sure, you knew of him. That his name was Jung Wooseok, that his parents frequented your place for dinners. You've seen him milling around the town square sometimes — it's hard not to notice him when he towered over pretty much everyone else. And you’d say he was pretty good looking, if you had to give an answer, though you were usually distracted by the fact that his actions were the embodiment of youth. Last time you saw him, he sprinted by with 10 baguettes in his hands as curious whispers and frightened shouts followed him. They didn’t stop the boy in the slightest bit.

So hopefully this Wooseok was a really good guy, or else you'd had to do some major convincing to get yourself out of the engagement.

But that wasn't the concern right now because you were truly, genuinely, very much lost at the moment. You were certain that you've passed the same tree almost six times by now and all the mossy stumps looked the same.

You’ve never explored the forest on your own before, and now you regretted all the missed opportunities you had to play outside with the other children when you were little. Instead you thought your studies were more important.

You bit back a yelp when you tripped over something and almost face-planted into the tree in front of you.

"Ouch."

That was not your voice. That was most definitely not your voice.

The ground does not talk, the ground does not talk, the ground does not talk.

"The ground does not talk..." You whispered the mantra to yourself and dared to look down.

Your eyes followed the pair of shoes up to the mysterious man's face. His eyes bore right into yours and you finally came to terms that he was, in fact, laying on the ground, white suit and all.

"What?"

"Geez, I really did think that no one would bother me here, but I guess I was wrong." He sighed and rubbed his neck, bending his legs to make more room for you.

"What are you doing on the ground? In the middle of a forest no less?"

He held a hand up and began lazily counting on his fingers. "Resting, relaxing, thinking... sleeping."

You didn't even hear his answer when you scanned his face once more and realized why he seemed so familiar. "Aren't you my fiancé-to-be?"

"I suppose so." He got up, brushing off the leaves that had fallen onto him and you wondered just how long he had been laying on the grass for. He then held a hand for you to take and he bowed. "A pleasure to meet you officially, my name is Wooseok"

"Likewise, I’m y/n." You replied and pondered over your next question before deciding that you didn't have to filter yourself so much in front of him. "Don't you care about your outfit? You have a party to attend."

"I could just get someone to clean it or replace it." He answered nonchalantly without missing a beat.

"So that's what it's like to be rich, huh." You deadpanned. "No pressure to keep an image? Lucky."

"Oh, I'll probably get scolded like hell when I get back, but I couldn't care less about my image. The only time I did was when I had my portrait done. They painted my eyes perfectly, and that's all that matters." Wooseok mentioned that last part haughtily.

"You do have nice eyes...." You admitted quietly, though you quirked your eyebrows at his odd fixation on that specific memory.

"What was that?" He teased way too obviously.

You decided to humour him and repeated, this time a little bit louder. "I said you have nice eyes."

He blushed and you watched him lick his lips in nervousness. It's as if he wasn't expecting you to give in so easily and you took note of that. You could definitely take advantage of his true shyness in the future.

"Th-thanks." He stuttered and you laughed. In the distance, you heard cheers coming from the party and the music started up again. Food must’ve been served.

You looked at Wooseok and tried to break the awkwardness. "I take it that you don’t really want to be here either. How long do you think we have until they come to hunt us down?"

His eyebrows furrowed as he went into deep thought. "28 minutes, on the dot."

You tilted your head. "And how are you so sure?"

He dropped a hand onto your shoulder. "Just trust me on this one."

You pursed your lips but didn't argue with him. "And what should we do during those 28 minutes?"

"I don't know about you, but I don't mind getting to know you better. At least, as much as I can, before our families force us to kiss in front of the crowd or something." He threw that out casually as he stretched (it was the truth, after all), but his voice wavered a little.

"True that..." You replied softly. The atmosphere grew a little awkward again as he kicked around the stones near his feet in silence.

"What were you doing before I tripped over you?" You asked to strike up yet another conversation and he let out a laugh at your question.

"I was looking at the stars."

"The stars?" You echoed as you strained your neck to look at the decorated sky. It wasn't often that you got to be outside at night, much less all alone, and you quickly realized how much you've taken the stars for granted.

They were beautiful.

"Yeah." Wooseok let out a huff as he returned to the ground to lay on his back again. He patted the spot next to him. "Want to join me?"

"Sure..." Your voice dwindled off when you touched the damp grass and then looked down at your outfit. There was no way you're going to get out of this without staining the fabric and you paused at those thoughts. What's a good excuse for a bunch of grass stains on your back? Would a clumsy trip cover it?

Sensing your hesitation, the other sat back up and began taking off the white coat that covered his suit. He then settled it onto the empty spot beside him. "Here, you can use this. I really couldn't care less about the stains, but I know you still got a reputation to hold."

"Unfortunately, I've already lost mine." You heard him quietly add to the side.

"Thank you, I appreciate it." You said.

He was a tall boy, so it made sense that he also had a long coat and you never would’ve thought of the benefits of that fact until today. Though it still wasn't enough to protect your entire outfit, it was sufficient damage control and you reasoned that you'd be able to come up with some kind of excuse for the few, inevitable stains.

For a while, you both laid on the grass in silence, watching the stars and occasionally putting the music history drilled into your minds to the test, naming the new song each time the band at the party switched pieces. The conversation then drifted back to your hobbies and you listened to Wooseok talk about his stargazing again.

He pointed a long finger at the sky and you tried your best to follow his gaze. "That's Aquila over there. Its brightest star is Altair. That one."

"I honestly have no idea which star you're pointing at, but you sure know a lot about stars." You commented lightly.

"I have a friend who loved space." He chuckled. "He always wanted to be an astronaut and wouldn't shut up about it. Then he got caught up in all his 'princely' duties and suddenly disappeared with his studies." He hummed. "I wonder where he is now, probably looking at the sky the same time we are. He always likes to keep his habits a secret."

Your expression softened at his wistful tone. "Maybe one day you could visit his place and see how he's doing? I could come with you if you'd like, keep some company. It could be another adventure, invite him along with us."

"That'd be nice. I think you would be good friends." He clicked his mouth and you waited for him to say more.

"You ever feel like everyone's growing up and you aren't?"

"Definitely." You replied.

"I know I'm immature, that's a well-known fact about me, but it's really because I'm clinging onto the childhood that I feel like I missed out on. All those classes and formalities, looking out the window and watching other kids play — why couldn’t I do those things too? Now that I'm all grown up, I have the freedom to do whatever I want, but suddenly all of my friends have turned into the person I was when I was little. They're grown up and stocked up on responsibilities and it feels like I missed out on my only opportunity to have fun..." He trailed off and cleared his throat.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to put that load onto you so suddenly. All this thinking has, well, got me thinking, I guess. And the fact that I'm getting engaged today is a little off-putting, no offence. It's a big responsibility and I worry that I'm too immature to commit to it." He let out a deep breath and waited for your answer.

You never really thought about your life that way until you heard Wooseok put it into that perspective. Perhaps it’s because you’ve always begrudgingly busied yourself with your royal duties, but you suddenly found yourself agreeing to everything he said. The two of you were more similar than you initially thought, now that you've witnessed what's underneath his childish persona.

"If it makes you feel better, I understand what you're saying." You didn’t know why, but you felt the need to whisper. "I couldn't care less for titles, sometimes I wish I could live life as a normal person. Sounds more exciting."

Your conversation was interrupted by someone shouting your name, followed by Wooseok’s. That shout was followed by several more from different voices and you perked up, realizing that they were beginning their search for you. It must've been time for the actual highlight of the party.

Had it already been 28 minutes? That went by faster than you would’ve liked.

"They're finally coming for us." You looked over at Wooseok.

All of the downcast emotions he was pouring out before were absent and a small smile was planted on his face instead. He took one of your hands into his and planted a soft kiss on the back of it.

"How about we run away?" He suddenly suggested, and you choked at his words, not even having the chance to wrap your head around the fact that he kissed you. Even if it was just on the hand.

"You want us to run away?"

"Like not, run away, run away. I'm not going to pull a Romeo and Juliet on us, but we should mess around for a little while longer; get them to chase us." He smirked. "It'll probably give us about an extra five and a half minutes or so."

"You seem to be really confident with your numbers." You responded, hesitantly standing up to return the jacket which he slipped on without a second thought.

He shrugged. "If I sound confident enough, eventually someone will come along and believe me."

"Are you implying something here?" You laughed, appalled at his impudence.

"Maybe." He cheekily smiled and you felt your cheeks heat up. You couldn't tell if it was because of his jab or because he looked quite stunning under the moonlight, hair dishevelled and clothes stained.

The shouts got louder and the music stopped, but you ignored them and continued to laugh.

"Alright then, Sir Wooseok," You held a hand out to help him off the grass.

"Lead the way."

#kdiner #kloveletternet #pentagon #pentagon wooseok #wooseok #jung wooseok #pentagon x reader #wooseok x reader #pentagon fluff #wooseok fluff #pentagon royal au #wooseok royal au #nose-bandaid

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