#wonbin oneshot

[2amriize]

.ᐟ wonbin oneshot : amusement park date ༉‧₊˚.

req: hiii are you taking requests by any chance? if you are could you do amusements park date hcs with wonbin perhaps? its interesting because hell do anything but get on the rides and that so cute for some reason (he said he would for briize but no ew kbriize)

pairing: bf!wonbin x reader — masterlist

Wonbin had mentioned before that he didn’t like amusement parks, or more specifically, the rides at amusement parks. "Why do people enjoy scaring themselves like that? I don’t get it," he would always say.

You found it adorable knowing that about him, but you didn’t think he was that scared, until you decided to take him on a date to an amusement park. From the moment you arrived, he told you he wasn’t going to ride any of the attractions because they terrified him. While you initially teased him and tried to convince him to join you on a few rides, you eventually understood that if he didn’t want to, you didn’t need to push him.

After riding a few roller coasters on your own, you decided to do things that Wonbin would enjoy as well since, after all, this was your date. You both bought matching headbands and took pictures in a photo booth at one of the shops. You also stopped to eat at various food stalls, drawn in by the delicious smells everywhere.

"Wait, let’s try the churros from that stand too…"

As night fell, you reached the Ferris wheel. Although you were eager to ride it, you didn’t want to pressure Wonbin, so you simply looked at it for a few seconds before starting to walk away. It seemed Wonbin noticed because he grabbed your hand. After a few moments of hesitation, he finally said:

"Don’t you want to ride it?"

"Really? Doesn’t the Ferris wheel scare you?"

Wonbin shook his head repeatedly. Obviously, he was lying. He hated Ferris wheels, especially this one, it was so tall. But he decided to give you this memory, a special moment on an amusement park ride.

Once you were on the Ferris wheel, Wonbin sat beside you and held your hand tightly, avoiding looking out the window. Realizing that he was still scared, you let out a small laugh and asked why he’d gotten on if he didn’t actually want to.

"Because you chose not to do certain things so we could spend time together and so I’d have fun. I owe you this… and also because I love you."

The last part came out as a whisper, but you heard it perfectly. You couldn’t help but smile widely, leaving a soft kiss on his head.

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[x0llaz]

Bad ⋆˙⟡♡

Wonbin x Reader

WC: abt 500

Friends to lovers, pining, love confessions, it’s rlly cute I’m actually so happy

They sat on his roof, sipping soda and looking out at the darkening sky. They weren’t supposed to be up there, his parents always scolded him when they got caught as children. But now, grown up, visiting home, they sat together again, reminiscing on their youth, and how much has changed.

They hadn’t seen each other in a month, and now Wonbin was back to visit his family. His entire time away, he couldn’t stop thinking about YN. His best friend, the girl he grew up with, the face he looked for in crowds, his closest confidant. When he saw her again, he couldn’t stop himself from hugging her. He missed her, how close they used to be. And now, being back, he realized he felt something else.

His friends had teased him for how much he mentioned his Friend YN, but Wonbin never paid much attention to their comments. It was true, he brought her up all the time, often reminiscing about their time together, to the point his friends would roll their eyes when he’d bring up her name.

Somewhere along the way, he had began to really like YN.

And now here they sat, knee to knee, shoulder to shoulder. Wonbin realized how often he felt his chest tighten, how he always smiled a little wider when he was with her. He looked at her, enthralled by the way she looked so peaceful under the fading sun. And he felt it again. Something in his heart that panged when he got so focused on his feelings.

“Wonbin?” her voice sounded distant to him, as he zoned in on her. “Wonbin!” this time she brought him back to his senses, smiling in disbelief as he blinked back into focus.

“What’s up?” he asked, a bit dazed from whatever trance he was in.

“Were you listening to anything I just said?” She asked, shoving him with her elbow a little bit.

“Yeah, of course I was, what?” He scoffed a little, trying to deny her accusations to the best of his ability.

“Sure, sure,” She rolled her eyes. Comfortable silence fell between them, a light breeze brushed against them as they breathed in the night. Wonbin continued gazing at her, that fond look in his eyes present even as she looked away. The world felt so small, like it was just the two of them, and nothing could go wrong. Because how could anything be wrong when she was right there next to him?

“YN?” he said her name, voice breathy.

She turned to face him, pushing some hair away from her face. “Yeah?”

He didn’t respond, words failed him. The silence turned thick as words hung between them. Wonbin didn’t know what to do. And he didn’t know what caused him to lean towards her, and press his lips against hers.

They stayed like that for a moment, his lips pressed gently against hers. Her eyes widened in shock for a moment before closing, losing herself in the moment. When they pulled away, YN Stared at him, mouth slightly agape. Before she could say anything, Wonbin rambled out what he needed to say.

“I really like you,” He blurted out, watching her eyebrows raise. “I have for a while, I don’t know any better way to tell you-”

YN kissed him before he could say anything more, hand finding his hair like it was meant to rest their. She felt him relax, holding her other hand in his own, kissing her as the sun finally set.

AHHH IM ACTUALLY SO HAPPY WOTH THIS ONE

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[1-49]

sweet nothing.

✶ pairing: f!reader × park wonbin ⁝ genre: angst, suggestive. warnings: pinning, some language ig. wc: 1k

You are in this bed with him ───── wearing your bracelets, which he bought. With bedsheets that stank of roses and this very intense scent of sandalwood incense sticks.

His face is a blank, almost cold & emotionless, and the soft yellowish hue of the bedside table only serves to pierce and kill the reality painted upon that gorgeous canvas of his—make him less flat and give him more of a curve, coloring him in warm where in reality in this relationship that you 2 share he’s just a shadow, an absence of light.

Sure, Wonbin has made his way into your heart, through pain and heartbreak, through beautiful and less beautiful, but you are still the same stray cat at the foot of his door who is never let in... He lures you in with his smile as he speaks. As he continues to smirk through flirt and nonchalant. As his cotton lips move in a natural peach colour and his eyes enchant you at first to just leave you buried in their deep chocolate soils later, just keeping you on the edge—tense nervous.

Right, he pats your head and offers you food, but he never lets you go any further.

And you have been told. You were aware of the facts. You met them through a friend of a friend. Exes and ex casualties. For Wonbin is emotionally untouchable. He could be put on a marathon of love and run and run, never quite understanding the purpose of what he is running for other than the sense that seems logical to him, which is that a race is just a race and that it must be won. It is not required to have any—

... significance.

Yes… it doesn’t. Just like this. Just like you… just like you two. In this bed. All of it. All of you two… It is completely meaningless.

... As he lays face to face with you, his fingers twist to later push the silky strap of your dress down the curve of your left shoulder ... intently watching you. His white shirt is unbuttoned at the neck and unformal at the bottom, rolled up, revealing a little of his heavenly skin, and his loosely tied tie speaks for itself, exposing those godly collarbones.

He is unconcerned... Loose… In the present, but not fully present. His fingers continue to delicately walk the side of your neck, then tuck some of your hair behind your ear.

You swear you see an ember in his hot deaden stare.

But are you really noticing it, or do you wish it was there?

Damn, right, the lamplight gently falls on his face and begins to warm you up. A warm tease at the end of spring that you are not sure how to handle. You have no idea how to deal with him. The warmth grows as he holds the side of your face in his palm. You should know what he means by such intimate gestures, but then you should also know better.

Hair strands fall over his face... over his eyes.

His hair is messy. Dark. Sultry. When he is not at his peak, he drives you insane. When he is at his most natural. Most lazy. When he does not seek perfection. He is a tantalizing sight... And when he looks at you with tired eyes, he runs you into the ground.

And he is aware. Wonbin is aware of the effect his dreamy looks have on you, so he employs them against you.

So you prefer to look at his loosened tie rather than his eyes. You wish you could despise him for being such a mother*ucker, but most importantly for being a mother*ucker to you, yet—

... You flinch as his thumb presses against your bottom lip, tilting your chin up. You are always far too frail! You are always too immersed in the moment, even beyond the moment... You are always further away—kissing him, loving him, even marrying him—all while he is... well, just... here.

His thumb drags indecently along your bottom soft, and the pull on your chin to keep looking at him is strong and fixed.

You proceed to grab his wrist, to get him to stop, to make this the last night, to bring it to an end, and your (his) bracelets ring with the movement. They glint slightly. A pleasant muffled clinking that, unknowingly to you, gives him a hard-on.

Because your bodies move until they, too, are brought together, the sheets begin to form bulges as they are brought together.

You are thinking about fighting him. To provide him with a broad spectrum of reasons why he is a jerk. To argue against his cruel ways. To downgrade his beliefs. To expose all of his lies—

But, yes... Wonbin has never lied to you. If there is one thing he never does, it is lie to you. Even in his pursuits, he is pragmatic.

And you are in this state... this state when you consider the end so near, just until he tightens his grip on your chin even more, and his black orbs intertwine with yours in a sadistic dance.

It takes you years to build up this courage, and it only takes him seconds to destroy it. 

And although his cards are all spread and open for you, you will never understand what he wants. Always so precalculated, firm, & rooted.

And so, of course, you can not comprehend such a mind because the moment he bites his lips, your questions begin to tingle.

That is how, instead of coming up with reasons and solutions to validate your feelings and make sense of the situation, your teeth clench as you imagine his lips and their taste of naked peach. Of course, you want them right under your ear. Of how you want them soft, then irritated as he gets the words rolling. And you begin to forget everything as you whimper and shake beneath him, his teeth raving with your neck.

“I think—” you interject. 

A “Mh-hmm” comes out muffled from the sloppy makouts with your throat, then his lips start climbing your neck.

“I,” you do your best to breathe, weakened and dumbed by the edges of his midnight hair that spill over his face in an attempt to reach you. His gaze is damned, riled, & his lips are roused from his attacks as he hovers above you.

“I think I—I want this to s-stop,” you eventually manage. Brows tying in anger with him... with yourself. In burning hums that bang on the door of his lashes.

But never… Never at his heart...

“Uh huh... I don’t think so,” Wonbin mocks, smirking. “Notice your body.” His hand reaches for the hem of your silk, gradually riding the fabric and feeling every inch of your awakened skin. “How you react,” he breathes.

And when his nose brushs against yours, you know you are about to collapse all over again. For an idiot. As an idiot... A tremor runs down your spine, followed by a series of sweet heart kicks... An absolute nothing.

Your cheeks are hot, shamed, and raged, and if he touches or kisses them, it will get worse.

... And Wonbin will. do. just. that—pushing your nerves into a corner and leaving you feverish and sweating. He is taunting and kissing your vulnerability for him. And, surprisingly, so, you are leaving him wanting more, inviting him back for another round, another loop of your lovley moans.

“Your shivers speak of anything other than what your angel mouth is letting on,” he says, his teeth peaking in an evil half-smile-half-bite inches from you. “You know, you”

Yes, you know...

“are,” Wonbin’s lips ghost along yours; “soooo,” his mouth gapes; “bad,” the tip of his tongue tases to subdue you; “for lying. You know what the consequences of lying are?”

Oh, you are so about to lose all over again.

His body is hot against yours,

as your “reasonably ” made-up lies are washed away by his truth, no matter how ugly it is. Your stifled moans & the clink of your bracelets make him dizzy.

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[evnseokz]

{ ✎ accidentally sending you a nude - riize }

pairing: riize x reader

warnings: suggestive content, mostly just silliness, mentions of nudes, and dicks, mention of trump due to tiktok reference (link here), gypsy rose reference too (sorry yall 😭😭)

authors note: first time ever doing one of these so i hope i did okay 😭 tried to make it super silly so i hope you guys enjoy!!

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[gyumibear]

Selca Day

ᝰ.ᐟ synopsis — in which wonbin is a fan of your group, biases you, and posts on your fandom's selca day, which surprisingly gets your attention.

ᝰ.ᐟpairing — fan!park wonbin x idol!gn!reader ᝰ.ᐟ genre — smau, idol! au, comedy, fluff ᝰ.ᐟ warnings — swearing, jokes about violence, wonbin is down smth terrible lol

💬 — i love wonbin! also, i wanna do the reverse version of this, but it'll be for a different member <3 so if you want either sungchan or seunghan vote pls! (i have different ideas for sohee and taro lol) | divider creds: @/enchanthings

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[enluv]

certified lover boy

pairing: non!idol/lovesick wonbin x fem!reader

synopsis: in which wonbin is a lover boy through and through who’ll do anything to win you over…except tell you himself of course.

genre(s): fluff pure fluff, smau oneshot, student riize

cast: most of riize, sungho bnd, and yuna itzy

warnings: cursing, dark humor, should be all but lmk!

coco’s <3 note: hi toots! hope you all like this post one hehe, I feel like it’s too similar to my soft launchings but I wasn’t sure how else to change it tbh…so I hope it isn’t TOO similar if that makes sense! hopefully the nonnie that requested this likes it :) as always, feedback and reblogs are always appreciated!

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[taojjang]

𐙚 riize's quiet acts of love .ᐟ

⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ masterlist! 𖦹 pairing: bf!riize x reader, genre: fluffy fluff! warnings: so cute u might fall to the floor in tears

ಇ. synopsis: the smallest yet sweetest gestures that let you know he loves you to the end of the world, even without words.

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✩ shotaro ⸝⸝ taking photos of you!

you are the most beautiful part of taro’s life. he can’t contain his adoration for you whenever his eyes land on you. even in a crowd of hundreds, his eyes gravitate to you like second nature. but when you’re not around, he misses staring at you so much :( so he got a digital camera to capture every moment with you. it was because of you that he found his passion for photography! you could be getting dolled up for a date when snap! taro's standing behind you with his camera in hand, not to mention that silly smile on his face. "you looked too pretty!" even during simple walks to the corner store, he’ll take out his camera to snap a photo of a silly sticker on a lamppost because it reminds him of you. though that flashing light is irritating as hell, it all becomes worth it when you watch him click away on his camera and beam at your prettiest moments.

✩ eunseok ⸝⸝ keeping you warm/cool!

seok can’t stand seeing you uncomfortable. when you’re sick, it’s like hell for him. so he takes as many precautions as he can to make sure you stay healthy. on the coldest of days, he'll slip hand warmers into your pockets before you leave the house. even if the wind is only strong enough to blow your hair around just a bit, he’ll zip up your jacket and make you keep your hands in your pockets. but when it's scorching hot outside, he'll make sure to charge up a little portable fan to carry around with you. when you pass by stores, he'll always turn to you and ask if you want him to buy a drink to cool you down. seok needs to keep his baby comfy at all times!

✩ sungchan ⸝⸝ giving you the first bite!

food is channie’s love language and there’s only one thing he loves more than a good hamburger: his silly little lover. so of course he’ll prioritize your hunger over his! even when you go out to a restaurant together and he’s all antsy when the appetizers arrive, he’ll put the food on your plate and wait for you to try it before his fork even touches it. he'll impatiently stare at you, gripping the fork in his hand waiting for you to tell him if it's good or not. once you assure him you like it, he'll happily dig in! though he's generous enough to let you take the first bite, he can't guarantee he'll stay away from your food. "can i try some of that..?"

✩ wonbin ⸝⸝ fixing your jewelry!

your heart never fails to flutter whenever you’re caught up in your own business and binnie's hand suddenly brushes against your neck to fix your crooked necklace. during small conversations, wonbin will suddenly grab your hand while you’re talking and begin toying with your rings; sliding them up and down your fingers or twisting the bands. it's comforting to trace you through the silver and gold adorning your pretty frame. he just can't keep his hands to himself when you look so beautiful :(

✩ seunghan ⸝⸝ looking into your eyes!

seunghan can never take his eyes off of you. it’s such a simple yet heart-fluttering habit of his. whenever you’re deep into your work or telling him the most boring parts of your day, he’s always looking into your eyes with so much adoration. his gaze always reassures you how much he loves you and how precious you are to him <3 he also uses his adorably kitty stare to distract you from the fact that he isn’t processing a word you’re saying…

✩ sohee ⸝⸝ buying your favorite snacks!

on the way home from work or to your house, sohee always has to stop by the convenience store or even the bakery to pick up a sweet treat for his sweet baby. he always picks up small details about your preferences; some days you prefer sweet strawberry candies meanwhile on other days, you prefer deep savory brownies. somehow, sohee always knows exactly what you’re craving. “it’s my spidey senses! i’m spiderman!”

✩ anton ⸝⸝ booping your nose!

this one is quite silly but anton always has to boop your nose whenever you’re around. whenever you look irresistibly adorable, anton always lets out a giggle and leaves a delicate tap on your nose. or even when he knows you’re getting a bit angry with him, he’ll boop your nose to briefly take your mind off of it (which never works because it only makes you angrier, but hey! he finds your sulking so adorable..)

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(a/n: got a little carried away with shotaro... whoops 😅 hope u enjoyed!)

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[100203s]

ONE CALL AWAY - a wonbin smau

SYNOPSIS < childhood best friends, yn and wonbin, shared dreams and a passion for pursuing track together. wonbin suddenly moves away one day without notice, leaving YN with unspoken feelings. it isn't until YN finds herself in the debut lineup for HYBE's new girl group that the two cross paths again. >

GENRE ☕️ childhood best friends to lovers, idol au, smau, fluff, crack, angst

PAIRING | idol!wonbin x trainee/idol!yn

🎱 1-800-STATUS: started 3/5

TAGLIST 💭 open! + @hittoki

chaeTALK: this smau is my literal baby ! ㅠ pls show her lots of love T^

PROFILES: serene girlies , wonbins club (yikes)

000 whos a good boi 001 you got me 🪼 002 pancchoka

003 i hate you 004 our manager nim 005 my biggest opp

006 moonlight 🪼 007 team jcole 008 missy 009 it boy and it girl

010 gone 🪼

+TBA

100203s, 2024

[babyjinsu]

strawberry cake 🍰 — anton lee

PAIRING ⟢ anton lee x fem!reader

GENRE ⟢ social media au, written, fluff

SYNOPSIS ⟢ anton lee has been in love with you since the beginning of the semester but never had the courage to talk to you. he thought he was fine admiring from afar—until the ice prince, park sunghoon, entered the picture. will anton take the risk or lose his chance forever?!

FEATURING ⟢ wonbin, sohee, seunghan, & sunchan of riize, karina & giselle of aespa, and sunghoon of enhypen!

CHAPTERS ⟢ 01. fork found in kitchen 02. lock in

start date ⟢ 22.02.25

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💭 OMG first smau with anton (biased)! i'm so inlove with whipped idol troupe :(

[wonbadtz]

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚dating rumor

pairing: idol!wonbin x idol!reader (female!reader)

genre: fluff, suggestive

warnings: pet names, explicit language

a/n: requested by @luv-woozi86. last post of the year, hope 2025 treats you all well <3

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[squoxle]

hey…im new to ur page and i was just wondering if u write cnc and if u do can u make make one for riize

(any member is fine with me :P)

[2] MATCH MY FREAK ~ riize ot7

I mixed two themes together lol...their kinks and how they want to use you

DISCLAIMER: this is just for fun, so if it doesn't fit you, don't take it personal :)

word count: not long enough to matter :/

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☯︎ Shotaro | Bondage ☯︎

I can see Shotaro getting turned on by seeing you all tied up and waiting for him to rip you apart. Just looking so pathetic, helpless, and submissive is his favorite way to see you. Not only does he enjoy the step of binding your hands and feet, but he also loves to see you squirm beneath him.

☯︎ Sungchan | Asphixiation ☯︎

If you haven't seen this man's arms you need to go look them up right now. I know he would love fucking you in a chokehold. Just watching you fall in and out of consciousness is enough to keep him going for hours. Don't worry, he'll make sure to baby you like his dizzy little doll after he's done fucking the life out of you.

☯︎ Eunseok | Impact Play ☯︎

Whether he's smacking your ass while you ride or he's squeezing your face together and smacking the side of your face. He's careful not to hurt you too much...unless you ask for it of course. Eunseok loves to see his handprint blushed bright red across your ass, and hearing your little whimpers sends chills up his spine.

☯︎ Wonbin | Praise + Degrading ☯︎

Wonbin loves to call you his good little slut while he fucks you. The mix of praise and degrading names with the sound of your skin slapping against each other sends your body into a sensory overdrive. He loves to see your pouty face as he claims you as his cum dump, taking him like the perfect slut you are.

☯︎ Seunghan | Gagging + Size Kink ☯︎

You might as well get used to being Seunghan's throat goat. Sure he loves doing other things with you, but nothing beats watching your eyes roll back as he shoves himself seven inches down your throat. Hearing you gag and moan all over him is like music to his ears, and filling your mouth with his hot load is even better.

☯︎ Anton | Exhibition ☯︎

Oh, Anton. Can't you just hear his sweet voice whispering in your ear as he fucks you senseless? I can see him gently guiding you into positions and pleasing you all while his camera catches every second. He loves to go back and watch videos the two of you make together. Hearing your moans, watching you cum...he loves it all.

☯︎ Sohee | Food Play ☯︎

When it comes down to sex, I can see Sohee keeping things pretty playful. Trust me, he still wants to get off, but what's wrong with making you laugh before you cum? He's definitely a switch once things get going. He'll want you to take control and surprise him, but he also wants to dominate you when he's about to finish.

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[dailylcy]

✎ᝰ.ᐟ⋆⑅˚₊ RAIN CHECK - a jung sungchan oneshot

| 정성찬 Only love can make it rain

⟢ pairing: highschool student!sungchan x highschool student!reader

⟢ synopsis: You and Your best friend have a tradition of walking home from school together but when it starts pouring and he insists on sharing his umbrella which is way too small for two people , things get…warmer?

⟢ genre: fluff 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 ⟢ word count: 1k

You can’t remember when it exactly started, but walking home with Sungchan became a daily routine for you.

Neither of you ever talked about how it started — it just did. You both left school at the same time, took the same path home, and after a while, it felt weird to not be walking together. What started as casual small talks turned into deep debates about the most random topics, races until the streetlight, and Sungchan failed attempts to impress you with his unfunny jokes.

You had grown used to him just being there.

But today, the weather had different plans.

The sky had been looking heavy all day, big grey clouds rolling in like some warning, but you and Sungchan ignored them. You both figured you’d make it home before it started to rain.

Big mistake.

The moment you stepped outside, the first raindrop lands on your cheek. A second later, the sky start’s pouring.

“Are you KIDDING ME?” you groan, pulling your hoodie up.

Sungchan lets out a deep sigh, as if personally stabbed in the back by the weather. “I knew I should’ve done a rain check.”

You watch as students search for a cover, some running towards the bus stop while others huddle under porch covers. Beside you, Sungchan reaches into his bag and pulls out—

The tiniest, most ridiculous small umbrella you have ever seen.

You stare at it. Then at him. Then back at the umbrella. “That’s it??”

“It’s all I had at home, okay?” Sungchan huffs, flicking it open. The thing could barely cover his shoulders, let alone two people. He glances between you and the umbrella before tilting it more towards you with a dramatic sigh. “Okay, we got two choices. One: we run for our lives. Two: we squeeze under this and pray for them.

You look at the pathetic excuse for an umbrella. “Guess I’m gonna have to take my chances with the rain.”

“Coward.” He teases you, but before you can start running, he grabs your wrist and pulls you under the umbrella with him. The move is so sudden that you barely process it — one second, you’re standing like 4 feet away from him, and the next, you’re way too close, his arm practically wrapped around yours as he awkwardly tries to hold the umbrella over you both.

“This is not working” you say, moving slightly.

Sungchan looks at you, and for the first time, he realises how close you two are right now. he clears his throat, tightening his grip on the umbrella. “Uh — No , yeah. This is… cozy.”

You roll your eyes at his words, but you can’t hide the smile tugging at your lips. “Remind me to buy you a real umbrella.”

“Hey, this one is functional” he argues.

Right then, a gust of wind flips the umbrella inside out.

You both stare at it for a few. Then at each other.

A beat of silence.

Then, you burst into laughter.

Sungchan frowns, struggling to flip the umbrella back while rain completely soaks you both. “This is not funny.”

“you should’ve seen the look on your face when it broke” you say between laughs.

Sungchan finally gives up, shoving the broken umbrella into his bag. “Alright. New plan. We make a run for it.”

“What happened to your functional umbrella?” you say sarcastically

He glares playfully. “Do you want to stand here all day?”

You shake your head, still smiling from ear to ear. “Fine. On three?”

Sungchan nods. “1…2…3 — ”

You take off running, rain soaking through your clothes as you race towards a small convenience store a few blocks away. Puddles splash and water getting into your shoes, but you’re laughing too hard to care.

By the time you reach the store, your clothes completely drenched and so is your hair. Sungchan pushes open the door, and the warm air inside is a nice contrast to the chilly rain. The cashier looks up, unimpressed at the two soaking — wet disasters dripping water all over the floor.

Sungchan gives them an apologetic smile before turning to you. “Well. That was something.”

“You think?” you say, shaking water from your hands.

Sungchan disappears into one of the aisles and returns a moment later with two hot packs. He hands one to you while tearing his own open. “Here. You’re probably freezing.”

You take it, pressing it between your hands. “Thanks.”

He watches you for a second, then rubs the back of his neck, suddenly looking… nervous?

“uh… I actually didn’t really mind getting caught in the rain” he says, his voice quieter than usual.

You glance up at him, raising an eyebrow at his words. “Really? Because I think I just saw you shiver.”

He laughs softly, then looks away, his fingers fidgeting with the edge of the hot pack. “I mean, I didn’t mind it because it was with you.”

You can swear your heart just skipped a beat. The warmth from the hot pack spreads up your arms, but you know it’s not just from that.

Sungchan exhales, shifting his weight. “I was actually gonna say this later — not when we’re soaked and freezing — but… I really like you.” “and i mean like… A lot.”

You blink. The words set in your chest, pushing away any leftover chill from the rain.

“You really picked the worst timing for this huh?” you say, a teasing smile landing on your lips.

“I knew you were gonna say that.”

You laugh, stepping closer to him. “You’re lucky I like you too.”

His eyes widen slightly. “Wait — seriously?”

Instead of answering, you tip toe towards him and press a quick kiss on his cheek. He freezes, eyes going impossibly big.

you were about to apologise as he didn’t react for a few seconds but before you can do that, he steps closer, tilting his head slightly — just enough to close the distance between you two. His lips are warm against yours despite the rain, and for a moment, everything else fades away.

When you finally pull back, he’s smiling like a fool

“You’re not gonna make fun of me for this, are you?” you ask, “Oh, 100%” Sungchan replies immediately. “But only because I really, really really like you.”

Outside, the rain is still pouring, but somehow, it doesn’t seem so bad anymore.

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~love on the radio... park wonbin smau series

☆ Keeho a famous influencer wants to make his radio talk show view ratings sky rocket. So what does he do, he invites two of his kpop idol friends from school to join to do a segment with him. But he had no idea the two used to rivals back in their school days. He also had no idea them bickering for half an hour would absolutely blow up and cause fans to start shipping them.

What does he do with that? He convinces (begs) them to become permanent hosts on the show and to continue to flirt (bicker) with each other. What can go wrong?

☆ pairing: idol!wonbin x gn!idol!reader

☆ genre: idol au, middle school rivals to strangers to ...?, fluff, humor, angst, slowburn lol (my fav <3).

☆ warnings: swearing, kys jokes (a lot), my attempt at being funny. will add for every chapter. i use some faceless photo's off Pinterest for reader, which aren't the most inclusive. also this is not an accurate depiction of the irl idols this is pure fiction

☆ note: keeho isn't an idol in the fic, he's also an sm drop out, there's a bunch of other idols (mainly from sm and hybe). the group yn is in is co-ed cuz i want to keep it gn!reader. first smau on this blog plz be nice, i'll update as much as i can <3

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★ minisode. zero - profiles. / profiles..

minisode. one - meep mop

minisode. two - neighborhood friendly ceo

minisode. three - fellow younglings

minisode. four - rebelling against sm phase

minisode. five - incomplete love story

minisode. six - lowkey crazy cool

minisode. seven - ruined being 12 and thriving

minisode. eight - photosynthesis

minisode. nine - no just no

minisode. ten - #wonyn

minisode. eleven - sound proof walls

minisode. twelve - deep caca poop

minisode. thirteen - I’m just a pookie

minisode. fourteen - there is a noise

minisode. fifteen - I have my sources

minisode. sixteen - middle school insults

minisode. seventeen - tie a tie wikihow

minisode. eigthteen - main slayer

minisode. nineteen - grow some big boy ballz

minisode. twenty - anti aespa era

minisode. twenty-one - late nights lol

minisode. twenty-two - go with the flow

minisode. twenty-three - sugar

[seobstarr]

Mask Off.

paringl: spiderman!Wonbin x best friend!fem reader

genre!: action, fluff, a tiney winey bit of angst,

tropes!: one sided pining, best friends to lovers, superhero reveal, the hero and the damsel

synopsis!: Before Wonbin had gotten bitten by the radioactive spider, he was on the path of becoming your, his longtime best friend, boyfriend but when he thinks too hard about the people around him and how devastating it would be if they were caught in the crossfire of his battles he swears to never expose his secret to his friends or you, that is until you run in front of a mechanical 20 foot Rhino to save him—or rather—to save spiderman.

warnings! profanity, mentions of blood, descriptive fight scene, mentions of broken body parts

songs! sunflower- post malone, swae lee, friday im in love- the cure, i wanna be yours- artic monkeys I. pink toes- childish gambino,

Park Wonbin swore that he was professional; he’d bet his life on it. But according to Sohee, he was the dumbest person the universe could’ve given superpowers to.

“This seems a little unethical…” Sohee sighed exasperatedly, evidently more than a little fed up with Wonbin and his escapades. Currently, the two best friends were sitting on top of one of the highest buildings of their university, watching out for somebody as they ate the sandwiches Wonbin's aunt had packed them.

“Are you Spiderman?” Wonbin narrowed his eyes at Sohee who rolled his own in return, taking another large bite out of the PB&J.

“Dude, you’re one of the most wanted vigilantes in Korea! You should be off helping an old lady cross the street, not looking for academic cheaters,” the blonde joked, chuckling to himself in self-satisfied amusement. Wonbin wanted to rebuke him, but he knew he couldn’t.

Wonbin had always joked around with Sohee like that, but today it rubbed him the wrong way. Jokes and jabs that usually bounced off him now stung like barbs, especially those directed at his job. Even though it wasn’t a job, it was his chosen path.

Yes, he should be out swinging through the streets of his city, but he couldn’t help but think about you; How you were doing, what you were doing, if you were safe. You were the third person who completed Wonbin’s small friend circle. The only person he was as close to as he was with Sohee.

He would admit, he probably should be helping an old lady cross the street, given he wasn’t looking for cheaters: he was waiting for you to finish class. He didn't have any more classes until tomorrow, so he had the entire rest of his day to spend and he wanted to spend it with you. Originally, he’d planned to wait by himself, but Sohee had caught him rushing out of his last class toward the School of Chemical Science building.

And that was exactly where they had ended up, on top of the Chemical Science building, waiting for your biochemistry class to be done. “You should eat something; you haven’t touched the sandwich at all,” Sohee spoke again, finishing his lunch with one last bite and eyeing the sandwich and chips Wonbin had next to him. Wonbin rolled his eyes, not daring to face Sohee’s determined gaze a second more.

“Go ahead. I got a 20, I can get something later,” he sniffed, and Sohee practically snatched the food from beside him, earning a small chuckle from Wonbin.

Once the doors opened and the students began to pile out, Wonbin almost broke his neck turning to spot you from the crowd. When his eyes finally landed on you, struggling to fit your textbooks back into your bag, his heart stopped, his cheeks flushed, and his chest tightened.

A smile crept across the corner of his lips as he stood up. “Okay, I’ll see you later!” Wonbin bowed jokingly and waved, his right heels leading off the edge of the building before he fully plummeted towards the ground.

“Wait!—“ Sohee gasped, hand reaching out towards his already falling friend. He groaned, how was he supposed to get off the roof if the door was locked and Wonbin had carried him up?

Wonbin excitedly, if not clumsily, threw his bag over his shoulders as he stumbled in front of you, a dorky big smile expressed on his face. “Aren’t you supposed to be home?” you sarcastically chuckled as you continued to walk, his footsteps matching yours as he followed.

“I’m actually here to walk you home,” you proceed to laugh more, finally fitting the book into your bag. “What a gentleman,” jokingly you tilt your head toward him. Wonbin had always felt like a big person in your life, his presence was always there in all of your memories, even if it was a small one. He was always the clumsy, dorky, funny, and unintentionally annoying Wonbin, but lately, for the past few months, he had been acting out of the ordinary, out of your ordinary.

Instead of showing up to class early or on time, he would now show up at least 20 minutes late and you’d have to write another pair of notes for him in a separate journal. He also would show up unannounced like he knew where you were at all times. To say the least, it started to get suspicious to you. “Made a new playlist,” his voice had broken you out of the thoughts that clouded your brain.

Your eyes focus on him next to you. “Shouldn’t you have been doing homework?” You smile, and his laugh floats through your body.

“Take it or leave it,” your hand grazes past his to take the earphone from him, and Wonbin swears he could feel his heart tighten from the little interaction of where your fingertips grazed over his.

As Wonbin continues to fool around, the familiar banter-filled walk envelops the both of you. Playful jokes and shared laughs punctuate the journey, making it feel like it’s been hours since you had left campus. As they stumble along, Wonbin spots a small convenience store and nudges the fir beside him with a grin. "Hey, wanna grab something, I’ll pay?" Without saying a word, you chuckle and nod, the light glinting off your eyes at the sound of something to eat, stomach grumbling.

"Sure, but only if you promise not to take forever picking out the perfect snack this time." Wonbin feigns shock, placing a hand over his heart. "I have standards okay, Y/n," his eyebrow goes into an arch as you both share a laugh and head into the store, playfully bickering about which chips and drinks to choose. The chatter flows effortlessly as you walk into the store, like an old record playing a familiar tune. Wonbin teases, holding up one of his favorite chip bags. “You know, I'm pretty sure these chips are made from top executive potato farms." You raise an eyebrow, matching his playful tone. "Oh, so you're a chip connoisseur now?"

His head nods in agreement. "There’s no way these chips can be this good, there’s just no way," his shoulders shrug back into him in disbelief sharing a laugh, you shaking your head, the atmosphere light and carefree. The convenience store's fluorescent lights cast a warm glow on your faces as you continue the lighthearted debate.

With one of the other hands carrying each side of the bag of snacks, you both continue on the pathway, drifting back into the comfortable city silence.

When you approach your house, Wonbin expects nothing less than to be welcomed in and hang out with you until nightfall.

You unlock the front door to your empty house and turn to Wonbin, ready to do what he had just thought, but he stops himself from smiling into your gaze. Quickly the goofy smile on Wonbin’s face fades down into a serious line, a sudden tension seizes him and the hairs on the back of his neck stand straight up to alert him.

His hand goes back to pet them down, trying to ignore the pressing feeling, but the unsettling feeling is making him nauseous, his hands starting to sweat as he physically looks uncomfortable. “Bin?, You okay?” Worriedly you ask, sensing that something was wrong.

“Wonbin!” You shout into his ears, blocking your concern. “I’m so sorry, y/n, I forgot that my aunt needed help around the apartment tonight,” a held sigh escapes, and you nod in disappointment.

“Okay, you owe me one though, a hangout, I mean.” Suddenly, your smile gives him some sort of relief, even if it was a small dose. He nods. “Of course, I know the drill.” He’s already making his way down the front steps of your porch when his body tenses even more with the now overbearing feeling of discomfort. His eyes closed, trying to calm his annoyed nerves as his fists curl inward to form a tight ball, knuckles turning white.

The reaction his brain had become overwhelming, the thought of hundreds of people in danger replaying over in his head, as he walked down the street, away from your house and hoping to god that you were safe from the destruction he was about to overcome. His phone rings rapidly with a call from Sohee.

His nerves calm down from the recognition of his best friend's number, and he picks up the phone, beginning with a simple “What’s up dude?” before he is cut off by a panicked Sohee. “bin, where are you right now?” His tone sounded frantic, but overwhelmingly calm, like he was trying to deescalate the situation, make it seem under control. “Just left y/n's, why?” Wonbin concluded, his serious tone beckoning Wonbin to speed up the slow walk he had sported.

"You need to come to the campus, right now." The serious tone in Sohees voice was drastically different from the usual playful one he would have in his earpiece during missions. Wonbins thumb hits the red end button on his phone before aiming his wrist to the nearest street pole and swinging himself up into the air.

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When Wonbin made it to the school's campus, he was met with a sight that would make a regular person's heart stop. Luckily, Wonbin is nowhere near a normal human. Through the dotted specs of his suit goggles stood a machine that could’ve reached the clouds if built a little taller.

Standing at the end of the quad area and in Wonbin’s way was one of the enemies he had made along his way to success, Rhino. A bulky almost 20-foot Machinery in the shape and build of a Rhinoceros, complete with the guy behind the machine in the dead center controlling it. Wonbin stretches, rolling his eyes at how relentless this guy was. Just because he had stopped the guy's bank robbery did not mean that he had to build a 20-foot-tall steel animal as revenge.

“Y’know..” He shouts, voice cutting through the warm hues of the afternoon, a mix of confidence and sarcasm “When I said “Get stronger before you face me” I didn’t mean add missiles to the outer of your suit,” he chuckled, the red and blue hues of his costume standing out against the shadows.

Rhino, his yellow-tinted teeth seething menacingly, growled in response. "I hate that snotty mouth of yours, Spider."

Wonbin grinned beneath his mask, allowing his agile feet to guide him closer to Rhino. "Yeah, I’ve heard that before, don’t worry," he sighed, the rhythmic thuds of his web-shooters accompanying each step.

“Okay…Let’s get this over with, yeah? I’d hate to speed things up, but I got somewhere to be, Rhino,” Wonbin mumbled a bit, his words trailing on and on as he shot one of his webs to grab the closest object near him and slung it into Rhino, making the heavy machinery falter backward. Wonbin’s eyes widened. “Maybe that wasn't the right move…” Before he could react with another snarky remark, his opponent was already charging toward him, the tip of the steel Rhino horn rapidly approaching Wonbin. His web from his left arm shot and swung him out just in time before Rhino shook into the wall Wonbin was in front of.

Wonbin prayed that Sohee was safe as he swung effortlessly through the cityscape, the rhythmic thud of Rhino's heavy steps echoing in the narrow alley. He didn’t know what he would’ve done if Sohee was off bleeding out somewhere and Wonbin wasn’t there to help him. The night air crackled with tension as the two adversaries faced each other, the glow of the city's lights casting dramatic shadows.

Rhino's massive form loomed before Wonbin, who quirked an eyebrow beneath his mask. "Missiles, Rhino? Stepping up your game," he quipped, a playful smirk on his face.

The villain grunted with anger, his horned helmet gleaming in the dim light. "Can't wait untill I put a hole through that body, maybe that'll get you to stop talking"

Wonbin chuckled, a characteristic humor lingering in the face of danger. "Good luck with that, big guy," and with one last snarky remark, the clash began, a symphony of punches, kicks, and maneuvers as Wonbin skillfully dodged Rhino's powerful attacks. He flipped and swung around, using the urban landscape to his advantage. His webs wrapped around various parts of the close-witted apartments to land blows.

"You move like a wrecking ball, Rhino! No wonder they call you that," Wonbin taunted, ducking under a powerful swing.

Rhino snarled, charging forward with renewed fury. "I'll smash you into the pavement!"

Wonbin’s spider-sense tingled as the battle intensified, warning him of Rhino's next move. He leaped up into the air, narrowly avoiding Rhino's onslaught. The sounds of impact echoed through the open city streets, followed by the misdirected shrieks of pedestrians as they paid witness to the fight.

But one scream had caught Wonbin’s attention. If he didn’t have his senses, he wouldn’t have noticed your terror-filled screams. His attention redirected itself to where you were, his panic-ridden eyes desperately scanning the crowd of sprinting people to spot you.

As his eyes dart to find you, Rhino had spotted an opening, landing one big spring full blow to Wonbins side, and from the hit, the fabric on his leg and right side of his arm is almost completely disregarded, blood sparkling down the open cut. His legs shakily tried to push himself up, but the blow was powerful enough to weaken the superhero's stamina.

“Spiderman!” The voice rendered him still, his masked eyes following the sound of your voice as you rapidly ran towards him. He had almost gasped if it wasn’t for his enemy watching for his close reaction to the stranger helping him up. The last thing he would want was for Rhino to know your connection with him

“Are you alright?!” You didn’t know why you had decided to run in the middle of the crossfire to help up the vigilante that had been swinging over your city's cold nights, but something had compelled you to recollect yourself out of your terror and help him as the hit from the mechanical rhinoceros came in contact with the hero's side.

“Oh yeah, Totally fine,” he coughs in between words as you help him up to his feet. Wonbin tried to let out a big huff of breath, but the puncture on his body didn’t let him, every time he tried to breathe the gain of pain became worse.

With a squeeze of his shoulder, he realizes who helped him up, and his panic-filled thoughts circle back to you. His head turned. “Oh my god, you shouldn’t be here. Like at all,” he squeaked.

“Shit, shit, shit—” His mumbles become incoherent as his hand holds out, web wrapping around the light post and pulling both of you into the sky. You scream, understandably, not everyone is normal about swinging for the first time; hell, Wonbin couldn’t even grasp the concept of it for the first few months of his new persona. His breath hitches at the pain surrounding his body as he utilizes his power more deeply, desperately trying to get you to safety while also desperately trying to lose Rhino.

“Oh my god, Oh my god, I’m in the air—I’m swinging through the air. Holy shit—”

“Technically I’m swinging through the air; you are flying, I guess,” he corrects amidst the tension of the situation. The air circling through your nose had made it unable to grasp the feeling of being so high. “Make a left!” you shout at him. “Not to be that kind of superhero, but I do not think I should be taking orders from a girl who risked her life to help a regenerating spider-human hybrid,” Wonbin snaps back, making another swing forward. “And I don’t think you should be flying—”

“Swinging,” Wonbin grunts. “Okay! Fine, swinging. I don't think you should be swinging through the air while you could potentially be internally bleeding.” You had made a good point, swinging through the air would only make his injury worse.

“Make a left, my friend's apartment is down on 17th Street.” He mentally nods before making a sharp left, trying to make it to 17th Street before he had weakened even more. He makes another hard left but this time pushes himself up more.

His feet land on top of the building you had ordered him to go to. “Thank god we lost him on that last turn—”

“What the hell were you thinking, Y/n?! You could’ve seriously been hurt, let alone died,” Wonbin’s voice laces itself with frustration. His first instinct was to check you for any bruises, shaking your body side to side forcibly. “Wha-What..?”

“God, I know you could be a little dense, but I didn’t think you’d be this stupid—”

“How do you know my name?” You question, ignoring his cries of worry.

“What? Don’t tell me you have whiplash from being launched in the air,” his voice fades out as he realizes what he has just done. There was a moment of silence, the cold air of the now nightfall surrounding the tense situation. “Well, I know every civilian's name,” he huffs out.

A bluff, you thought “You do?” Y/n deadpans. “Of-Of course!”

“Take your mask off,” Wonbin gulped at the command. His hand twitched in contemplation. He couldn't say no to you, even if it meant putting you in danger by telling you his secret. But if it meant keeping you safe, he wouldn’t mind telling you no.

He promised himself that nobody close to him would get hurt as long as he had these powers. When Sohee had found out, a part of him had felt disappointed in himself for letting that happen. But if you had found out, Wonbin would have to harm himself before letting you fall into the hands of endangerment.

He just couldn’t do it. “I-I can’t, at least not right now, Y/n,” his voice becomes raspy as his air shortens, the injury becoming worse with every second he sits here and rattles his brain about you.

“I’m not going to judge, nor am I going to act surprised. Just please, I need to know who you are,” you beg, the scraps and little cuts on your hands going up to feel the warmth of his mask. “I cannot put you in danger as I did—like I did my other friend,” your fingertips slide slightly under his mask to pull it up, but his covered hand stops you from doing so.

“You aren’t going to put me in harm's way; I can handle myself…”

“I can’t—”

“Wonbin, please.” It was like Wonbin’s heart had dropped, his feet felt unstable, and dizziness wandering up from the back of his head, part of him wondered if it was because of how much blood he was losing but a part of him knew it was from the name drop the way he froze up.

His larger hand softly unwraps yours as he finally lets you lift his mask and pull it off of his face, revealing the busted lip and potential black eye he had gotten from the fight. “How did you—”

“I only have two friends that care about me that much. And I know Sohee would not be the type to ruin his face battling a mechanical Rhino the size of a tennis court,” a soft smile reaches your lips as the taller stands in front of you in shock, his messy hair rubbing against his long eyelashes. “I’ve been racking my brain on why you’d been acting so strange lately. Why’d you never show up to class, or be late to the few you have attended, Why you wouldn’t go to karaoke with me and Sohee—”

“Okay, okay. I get it, a lot of questions little amount of breath,” Wonbin weakly chuckles, holding his side tightly. “But we can save those for a later date. I’m just glad that you are safe.” If he wasn’t beaten to a pulp right now, you would’ve said that this was the most handsome he had looked in the time you had known him. His hair messy, the air drying up his lips by the minute, the weak warm smile he sported while looking at you in desperation.

You step closer to him, almost too hastily, because when you softly smash your lips into his he stumbles back a bit before stabilizing himself on the rooftop's rubble. It had felt like the world had rejoiced at the sight of you two, like the air had been stripped from the gasses and the cold air from the night had become warm as both of your lips had synced together. You giggle in between pecks, an endearing sight to Wonbin’s eyes.

You never wanted that moment to end, the pure bliss of the moment filling your gut with butterflies but then your eyes spot down to his torso, where he holds it roughly with the little strength he has left.

You push him off slightly. “Oh! Let’s get you to a hospital. You could die—”

“NO! No hospital, I’m fine,” he grunts. “You are not fine—”

“I’ll be okay since I inherited spider senses, that means my body heals itself faster than the average human. I just need to rest; the longer I put pressure on it, the longer it’ll take to heal.” You nod at his explanation. You are not going to say no to his methods, considering how he’s the one with the superpowers.

His arms wrap around your waist, hugging you into him tightly. “Good thing I was your first choice when you thought about a hiding spot.” He chuckled, his apartment being 3 levels down from where you both stood.

-

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A warm towel lays upon Wonbin’s head as he lays in his bed watching television, the remote flipping through various movies. It had been the next day, you had spent the night taking care of his wounds because

1.) You couldn’t let your newly pronounced boyfriend suffer alone with little to no treatment,

and 2.) he begged you to stay with him.

“By the way...” you trailed on from his desk chair, fidgeting with his Rubik's cube.

“Why didn’t you tell me? I could’ve been your guy in the chair,” you exclaim, huffing into a pout, and he chuckles at your personal dilemma. “I mean, I could still be your guy in the chair—”

“You will not be my guy in the chair; Sohee is that already.”

Your eyebrow cocked upward. “Oh, so Sohee knew about this before me?”

“ON ACCIDENT,” he protests. “Yeah, okay, I doubt that.”

footnotes!

notes!- hi, it's been a while lol. This was supposed to be a zb1 fic but I changed it last minute bc I miss my pookies. please let me know how you like it feedback is always appreciated!!! maybe I'll even do a part 2 with the events (Gwen death scene) of amazing Spiderman 2 who knooowss also if it says gyuvin or tricky anywhere let me know...please.

[ywnzn]

11:30 pm ☆ p.wb

park wonbin x fem!reader

notes.  toothrotting fluff, established relationship, made this at 3am in an attempt to fight off writers block ><

wc. 448 ☆ m.list

there was only one thing on wonbin’s mind when he got back home. holding his one & only; it was simply therapeutic to him.

yn had already went to bed long before he got home, however, as he was in the shower; she woke up to the sound of running water and couldn’t get back to sleep.

a few minutes later, wonbin finally emerged from the bathroom, wearing a pair of loose fitting sweatpants. the faint scent of his body wash lingered around the room.

the moment he saw his lover laying on the bed, his gaze softened. "hey," he said quietly after making his way towards their shared bed. he climbed in next to her, the mattress dipping slightly under his weight.

yn hummed in response, which earned a gentle smile from the boy. he propped himself on his elbow to look at her as he reached to brush a few hair strands off her face.

“why are you still up?”

“i couldn’t sleep,” yn mumbled, snuggling closer to wonbin, who had his arms around wrapped her now.

the two shared a few moments of silence, while yn idly traced imaginary shapes on the skin on his shoulder, her index finger brushing over his little moles and freckles.

wonbin couldn’t help but smile at her actions, he found everything she did endearing. he would’ve usually teased her but right now, he couldn’t help but to admire her features as she seemed so engrossed in the act.

her touch slowly trailed up until she reached the mole on his chin, the corner of her lips tugged up slightly. now gently cupping the side of his face to caress it.

“you know, they say every mole and freckle is where you've been kissed the most in your past life by your soulmate…”

wonbin couldn’t help but chuckle, he wasn’t sure if he believed in the old wives’ tale, but nonetheless, he found himself amused by her words. "is that so?" he muttered, his gaze tracing over her facial features before his eyes settled on the beauty mark just above her upper lip.

she only answered with a soft hum, too engrossed in her thoughts. he took advantage of her state and leaned in. placing a gentle kiss on it and letting his lips linger there for a moment. he could feel the sudden hitch of her breath against his skin, her scent filling his lungs.

once he finally pulled back, he locked his gaze with her surprised one, "i suppose we’ll have a few more of those in our next life," he muttered, before he closed the distance between them; this time capturing her lips in a gentle kiss.

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[wonbriiize]

pairing; park wonbin x reader, genre; best friends to lovers, warnings; none

note; i finished watching ‘one day’ (netflix show) a few days ago and decided to write this inspired by it,, it’s quite long but i hope u guys like it !!

unspoken feelings

in which you want wonbins help to prepare yourself for your first date but things take a different turn…

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“𝓪𝓻𝓮 you sure this looks good?” you swirl around in the dark blue dress that you’ve just put on.

after waiting for a few minutes and not getting an answer, you see that your best friend wonbin isn’t paying much attention to you — he’s laying on your bed and looking at his phone.

“wonbin, help me out here and stop looking at your phone!” your voice sounds so desperate that it makes you mad. you absolutely hate sounding like that.

wonbin sits up and throws his phone next to him.

“yeah, the dress is pretty good.”

“only good? oh god, no, it needs to look perfect.”

full with panic, you start walking to your wardrobe to look for another dress.

“why do you care so much anyway?” wonbin asks, trying to hide the jealousy he has been feeling the whole time since you’ve told him that you’re going on a date with someone.

“because it’s my first date ever and i want it to be good and it’s only going to be good when i also look good!!”

wonbin watches you look through your clothes, throwing them to the ground and desperately trying to find a new dress. he bites his lips, asking himself if you’ve ever been this stressed about looking good when the two of you were out together.

“how come you never dress up when we go out?”

you laugh at his question, not understanding why he’d ask this. “well, we don’t go on dates. we go out as friends.”

friends.

that word slaps wonbin right back into reality. he gulps, tearing his eyes away from you.

“yeah but you could still try to match my coolness with your outfits.”

“oh shut up,” you laugh, grabbing after the white dress that’s been sitting at the bottom of your wardrobe.

“what do you think about this one?” turning around, you hold your dress up so wonbin can see it, but you catch him looking to the other side of the room, not acknowledging what you’ve just said.

“uhm, hello, earth to wonbin, you here?”

he snaps his head back to you but it still looks like he’s not really here, with you. his mind seems to be somewhere else.

you wave the white dress in an attempt to attract his attention. “so? how about this one?”

slowly, he nods. “yeah, this is the one.”

proudly, you smile and stand up. wonbin is still staring at you, hating the fact that he can’t even be happy for you. he absolutely detests that he’s here, helping you out for your first date and the date isn’t even with him.

maybe he's not a good best friend for thinking this way, but who can blame him? he‘s been in love with you for so many years. seeing someone else taking you out on a date, making you smile this much, and filling you with such excitement and eagerness to dress up — it hurts him deeply.

it’s my own fault, wonbin thinks. he should have gathered up the strength to confess to you way before, but now it’s too late.

he’s about to lose you to someone else.

wonbin grabs his chest, feeling like it’s hurting so much that he can barely breathe.

“wonbin, can you do me a favor and unzip me please? i can’t reach it,” you ask him.

“hurry, i need to be ready in an hour and i still need to do my hair and make up!” you whine, wanting wonbin to stop being so slow.

wonbin stands up, his heart beating very fast as he approaches you. he hopes that you don’t realize how heavily he’s breathing.

once he stands behind you, he gulps, realizing how close to you he is. his hands carefully make their way up to your hair, moving it to the side.

you can feel wonbin's breath in your neck. being this close to him gives you goosebumps, and you pray he doesn't notice.

he can't possibly know the effect he has on you. whenever he's near, your heart races, and every moment feels so alive, so fulfilling, so utterly consumed by love.

wonbin has been your best friend for so many years and you don’t want to lose that.

confessing to him would put the two of you in a tough spot because what if he doesn’t like you in that way? how could you two ever recover from that? it would change everything.

you don’t want to lose him.

you agreed to go on a date with someone else just to stop thinking about wonbin, but he's always on your mind. every moment feels like a battle against these unspoken feelings for him. you thought the date might help you move on, but it's only making you feel like you're betraying him.

but there’s no going back now; you need to do this. it’s for the best.

noticing that wonbin still hasn’t unzipped the dress, you ask if he can hurry up.

wonbin doesn't respond. it’s like his throat is closing up, choked by the knowledge of you going out with someone else. he thought he could handle it, but the reality hits him like a tidal wave, devouring him in a whirlpool of agony and longing.

“no, i don’t want to hurry,” he whispers. he doesn’t understand why he’s so brave all of sudden, but he’s not going to back away now.

“what?” you’re confused.

“i actually lied,” wonbin whispers in your ear. “you look absolutely perfect in this dress.”

it feels like you’re having a hard time hearing because of how fast your heart is starting to beat.

wonbin touches your shoulders, slowly turning you around to him.

“i just didn’t want you to wear this to your date.”

as you stand face to face with wonbin, you‘re struck by the realization that you‘ve never been this close to him before.

it’s a moment you've yearned for endlessly.

“why?” you whisper, your gaze flickering down to his lips and then back to his eyes.

“because..” wonbin murmurs, his hands leaving your shoulders to caress your waist, pulling you closer. the proximity makes your head spin.

is this surreal moment truly happening?

“i want to be the sole reason you wear this dress,” he confesses, his right hand delicately tracing your lower lip.

your knees tremble, threatened by the imminent collapse under the weight of overwhelming desire.

“and i also want to be the only one who takes you out on dates, who brings that radiant smile to your lips, and who..." he pauses momentarily, his gaze lingering on your mouth.

“..gets to kiss you, if you allow me to, of course.”

your heart is pounding with anticipation. the realization that this long-awaited moment is finally arriving feels surreal, yet undeniably thrilling.

without a word, you rise onto your tiptoes and meet his lips in a fervent embrace.

wonbin is taken aback at first, but starts kissing back enthusiastically when he realizes that you've been meaning to do this just as much as he has.

in that moment, everything around you seems to fade away, leaving just the two of you in your own little world.

it feels like time is standing still as you are drawn together, your connection becoming the only thing that matters.

amidst the quiet, your love shines brighter than anything else, filling the space around you with warmth and intensity.