#wonbin x y/n

[nnight-dances]

ONE KISS, ONE LOVE

PAIRING: park wonbin x fem!reader

GENRE: fluff, hurt/comfort, suggestive dialogue but nothing explicit

TROPES: established relationship!au, idol!wonbin, age gap vibes but no real mention, reader babies wonbin like he deserves to be, texts at the end, just sickening sweet stuff

WATCH: wonbin's night routine

NOTE: inspired by the video above! once again, these wonbin fics write themselves ... he might be my favorite boy to write rn or maybe that's just my way of coping!! anyway don't be surprised if i just start spamming u with the wonbin fics i just have too many good ideas. but they're all gonna be set in this same established relationship style, he's just so bf coded lol... anyway, enjoy <3

you've been in bed for a good twenty, clad in cream pyjamas and skincare intact, when you hear the frontdoor open – signalling your boyfriend, wonbin's arrival. you pause the video you're watching on your phone and sit up to greet him, "bin? welcome home." his heavy footsteps stop where his figure finally comes into your view.

wonbin looks wiped out, no doubt, eyes shadowed by his somnolent lashes. he stares at you for a moment before humming, the sound halfway between a thank god you're here and i could die right now. he peels his layers off with speed, black leather jacket hung up on the tree-shaped rack near your closet and his other outerwear finding its place on the small cabinet next to it.

you watch fondly as even in his fatigue, he patiently makes sure no outside clothes pollute the bed. as soon as he's in nothing but his white tee and boxers though, he jumps onto you, deflating the air out of you like a body pillow.

"hello," he mumbles, face disappearing into your chest where he snuggles closer. 

"hi, love," you welcome him warmly, fingers carding through his hair as a force of habit. you breathe against his limp body, letting him unwind on top of you as he often does. it's a silent activity, a night routine of sorts for wonbin on his longest days. he'd trudge home and settle close to you, wordlessly like a cat looking for soothing. 

sometimes, you talked to him about your day and he'd hum along, eyes on yours telling all you needed to hear. other times, you would go back to doing whatever you were doing – watching a show, playing a game, or talking to a friend – while he recharged. he even insisted it worked best when you were just doing your own thing.

today, you do neither. setting your phone aside, you occupy yourself with wonbin himself, first meandering through his charcoal hair and then trailing down to his neck, tracing hearts and stars into his skin. you can feel him relaxing under your touch, his face finally coming back into your vision. 

"tired," wonbin says, voice coarser than ever. "need to sleep." 

"i know, baby," you croon, "wanna wash up first?"

he shakes his head adamantly, "no. sleepy."

you laugh softly, "angel, i'm sure you are but you can't sleep with your makeup on, can you?"

"had a few drinks with taro hyung," he murmurs as if that explains his behavior.

"really? you had time after practice?"

"he snuck it into practice. beer after all that sweating was nice."

"wow, look at you," you muse, hand brushing his bangs out of his eyes, "you sound like an old man."

"i am," wonbin pouts, "let the old man go to sleep."

"sorry, love, i can't do that," you say.

"rude."

"say what you will," you sit up fully, pulling your sluggish boyfriend with you. ignoring his groans, you kiss his nose, "wash up, okay? can't have my rockstar breaking out because he was too lazy to wash his face before bed."

he groans again but this time it's an endearment, his kiss on your cheek disguising his smile. "but i can't move, y/n. please."

"i'll help you," you snake out of the sheets, squatting as you heave wonbin out as well. he stands up unwillingly, head wilting like a sad flower. you laugh, pulling him toward the washroom, "will you listen if i do all the work?"

that gets the job done alright because two minutes later, wonbin's settled against the sink with you between his legs. you crane around his tall limbs to reach for his products, having memorized his night skincare by now. 

cleansing balm in hand, you carefully cover every inch of his face, the makeup turning into oil gradually. "okay, babe, now rinse your face for me."

"you said you'd do all the work!" he complains without missing a beat. 

you glare at him, "i can't possibly wash your face without making a mess of both of us."

"sounds like an excuse to me."

sulking, he turns around, washing the balm off. next, you go in with his foam cleanser, gently circling his cheeks and forehead. despite all his earlier declarations, he watches you attentively, his hand loosely clasped around your waist to keep you in place. you have to scold him midway at one point when he gets cheeky and sneaks a hand down your pyjamas, feeling the hem of your panties. 

eventually, you dry his face off with a hand towel. "there," you peck his cheek, "all clean."

when he doesn't let go of your waist, you raise a brow at him. "you only love me when i'm clean," he scowls, "don't you?"

you narrow your eyes at his tantrum, "i think you're forgetting how i'm sacrificing my screen time before bed to clean you up right now."

he looks unconvinced as he tails you out of the bathroom. he's about to throw himself back onto the bed when you stop him by his hand. "change first," you explain, pulling out fresh pyjamas and throwing them at him. 

wonbin stands idly and it's only when he starts raising his arms up that you realize he wants you to do it. you sigh, "bin, you're such a baby today." but you smile as you pull his shirt off, disregarding the way he instantly flexes when he catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror. slipping his pyjamas on, a piece at a time, you clap when he's done.

"i would make a great mother," you pat yourself on the back.

"you can adopt me if you want," he shrugs and you snicker, "i don't think i need to." 

"you want anything to eat before you sleep?" you ask as if you hadn't quite literally brushed his teeth. "chocolate," he says without any conviction and you roll your eyes at him, watching as he launches himself at the bed.

"quick, come here," wonbin whines. you pad over to your side of the bed and join him, giggling when his body curls around you instantly. his nose finds its indent against your neck this time, cold and fresh. 

for a minute, you think that's all you'll hear out of your boyfriend for the night. but it's just as you're about to reach for your phone when he speaks up again, "sorry if i'm boring."

you're not sure if your ears hear right, "what?"

but his voice is solemn, "...i'm probably kinda boring lately. so i'm sorry."

you turn on your side to face him completely, hand coming to rest against his cheek. "bin, you idiot. you coming home is the best part of my day."

"really? even though i'm too dead to do anything?" he perks up but his eyes gloomy, "we don't even fuck anymore. or go to the movies. or go out at all."

you laugh, "you're making us sound like an old couple on the verge of divorce, baby. you're just busier because of your comeback! i'm so excited and you should be, too."

"i am. but i don't want bore you."

"you don't, though. i'm lucky enough i get to see you at night and take care of you when i can. plus, it's not like you won't have more time after your promotions, right? we can do everything you want then."

wonbin blinks at you, his cool hand finally coming to meet yours where it was still caressing his cheek. he kisses your palm, "thank you. i'm glad."

"of course, love. now, go to sleep or you'll regret it tomorrow," you chirp, rolling over and shutting the lights off quickly.

"...you really would be a great mom," wonbin laughs at your behavior. 

"good night, wonbin."

"good night, mom."

you hit his arm at his brazenness but when he just laughs again, the sound is too sweet for you to even pretend to be mad. so instead, you hug him closer, hand on his bicep and his legs tangled with yours. 

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bin: I AM FREE AT LAST

bin: FROM THE SHACKLES OF IT

you: …

you: how would ur fans react if i leaked our texts

you: so much for being mysterious

you: "shackles of it" boy have you ever touched a book

bin: okay so you're rude today

bin: i miss y/n mom version

you: ew?? if u have a kink i dont think this is gonna work

bin: because…? 

you: is sungchan still single

bin: i was kidding! haha!

you: ok.

bin: seriously tho let's do smth fun 2nite

you: i get off work late today :(

bin: whatttt you have a life outside of me :0

you: do you WANT me to break up with you???

bin: what i meant was i will be there to pick you up <3

you: wtv man idgaf anymore

bin: noooo

bin: i'll do anything you want don't be mad

you: anything?

bin: well other than leaking our texts ofc

you: i want to live together

bin: ???

bin: we alr do

you: wonbin 

you: baby

you: you just always come over to my place

bin: i sleep there it's my home wdym

you: and you still pay the bills for your place?

bin: i don't make that bag for nothing

you: ok so what if we lived together instead

bin: but i really like your place!!

you: i do too

you: let's make it our place 

bin: shit

bin: i just actually blushed irl

you: :) 

you: is that a yes

bin: i want to marry you

you: okay well let's calm down

bin: did u just reject me

you: i'm telling u that you're gonna regret proposing through text

bin: i love u and i want u to be my wife

bin: omg i just shed a tear at the thought of calling u that

bin: wife…. im changing ur contact name

bin: or should i change it to fiancée? since we havent yet tied the knot

you: park wonbin

you: we are 20 years old

bin: untrue

bin: im 22 

you: i am not marrying you right now

bin: … is there someone else

you: i'm not marrying anyone right now

bin: ok so i'm not husband material

you: you are

bin: i'm not father material? you: no comment

you: but we aren't ready babe

you: let's take it slow k?

you: just move in first

you: we have so many memories to make

bin: you're such a flirt

you: ??? u just asked me to marry you but sure

bin: i'll be moved in by the time you come back home

you: i thought you were picking me up

bin: that was before u asked me to move in

bin: now i have to bring all my stuff over

bin: which side of your closet can i use? bin: also thoughts on letting me keep my rock collection next to your figurines?

you: right side and no

bin: wow u didnt even think about it

you: imagine we get into a fight

bin: i refuse to

you: i'm just saying i would be tempted to throw them rocks at u

bin: you would do that????

you: depending on what u do

bin: why are you expecting me to do anything at all????

you: …experience

bin: wow

you: to be loved is to be known

bin: you can't flatter me now

you: i love you 

bin: …

bin: i love you too

[euseokz]

@ wonbin — every second i spend with you is the best one yet, why wouldn’t i want to spend all of them with you ? . cws : body worship . overstimulation . unprotected sex . creampie . genre : smut, fluff . wc : 0.7k+

a/n : ads ( @littlesuns ) !! as promised here i come to deliver, whiny and clingy wonbin (with whiny reader too hehe) 🫶🏻

BOYFRIEND! WONBIN who just can’t let go of you, always wanting to be with you at all times.

he’s clingy, for lack of a better choice of words. he wants to always be by your side, to always be with you, smiling the brightest when all your attention is on him and getting to the point of pouting and whining when it’s elsewhere. he isn’t toxic, he understands you also need your space, but when you’re together he wants you both to be as present as possible, to cherish the moment as much as you can, every extra second he spends with his favorite girl better than the previous one in his eyes.

wonbin will always smile so wide when you meet up and he can see you walking towards him, giving you a fleeting peck on the lips and immediately moving to hold your hand, beginning to walk to whatever your destination is while starting up a conversation. he isn’t too into extreme with pda, but he’ll never lose the chance to hold your hand or share a quick kiss or even have his arm laced over your shoulders or around your waist — he still wants to be touching you at all times, to have you close to him, just without being too obnoxious over it.

wonbin reaches his peak of clinginess, however, when he was you laying on his bed, looking ever so pretty, and all for his eyes only. he’ll kiss every piece of your exposed skin, tell you how beautiful you are, how much he loves you. he’ll touch you gently, taking his time in appreciating your body, wanting you to feel as gorgeous as he thinks you are, always needing to pretty much worship you before even thinking of actually fucking you. he’ll say quick praises against your skin, none of them louder than a whisper, professing his love for you, how much he appreciates you, telling you how gorgeous and irresistible you are, how grateful he is you let him have you like this. he’ll end it all with a kiss, a soft but intense one, both your lips almost quivering with arousal while your gazes fill with lust, desperate for one another.

you’d reach over to cup wonbin’s cheeks, forehead pressed together intimately as he starts to push his cock into you, both of you so whiny by then, letting out small whimpers when he bottoms out, completely filling you up to the brim, as if he was made for your pussy only — or at least that’s how wonbin sees it. he’ll start thrusting in and out slowly, almost lazily, moving to peck your neck, moaning against you, his dick twitching inside you and his hips faltering any time you moan a little louder for him, any time you act more desperately, when you need more of him, wanting to drown yourself in him just as much as he wants to drown himself in you. wonbin always complies with your needs, moving faster, rougher, whatever you want, fucking you until his cum is spilling into you and then continuing, his thumb drawing small circles over your clit as he overstimulates himself, face hidden in the crook of your neck as he whines for you, mumbling about how good you feel, how well your pussy sucks him in, how much he needs you. even when you cum he doesn’t stop, eventually overstimulating the both of you to the point of tears, both your eyes spilling salty droplets as you look into each other, whimpering out small “i love you”’s, the moment so intimate it’s almost as if only you two exist in the whole world.

when wonbin stops, his cock already aching and your cunt already swollen, he sniffles, looking between you, at the mess you’ve made, and smiling, telling you how pretty you look like that, all fucked out because of him, a wide smile stretching his lips and his eyes glistening, as if he’s truly proud of himself. you’d end up just whining, turning just as clingy as him, wanting him to envelop you in a tight hug — which he obviously does, staying with you for as long as you want before getting up to prepare a bath for both of you, the night ending with you two laying inside your tub filled with warm, bubbly water, talking to each other softly, wanting to keep the calm and loving atmosphere that filled the air for as long as possible.

[boba-at-323]

bf!Wonbin thoughts #1

Thinking about bf!Wonbin who lets you rest your head on his shoulder when he sees you're feeling tired or sleepy.

Thinking about bf!Wonbin who shares his earphones/earbuds with you because he wants you to listen to his music with him, an attempt to help you fall asleep quicker.

Thinking about bf!Wonbin who likes pulling you closer to him by your waist, smiling at you softly when you bury yourself in his figure.

Thinking about bf!Wonbin who's usually the clingy one, but can't help his rising heartbeat when he realises how cute you look curled up near him.

Thinking about bf!Wonbin who loves watching you peacefully fall asleep on him. He doesn't mind being your personal pillow one bit, in fact, he seems to enjoy it a lot <3

[sqh3e]

park wonbin as ex-factor lyrics

⊹ ࣪ ˖ wonbin as ex-factor lyrics by lauryn hill ! : 𑁤

riize wonbin : ex!wonbin x cheater!reader ♡ scenarios !

warnings : mentions of cheating, mental health, sex, kys/kms, and cursing not proofread (sorry)

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“loving you is like a battle, and we both end up with scars.” ᯓ★

the wasn’t the first time wonbin caught you cheating on him, and it wasn’t the second time either. wonbin on countless occasions has caught you texting other guys, flirting with the guys from your gym and even full on caught you in bed with another guy. and he’s forgiven you because each time you said you’ve changed and that you’re bettering yourself for him. and he believed you each and every time cause he truly loves you. aside from the cheating you just were emotionally unavailable for him, especially at times where wonbin needed his girlfriend. you were just never around and when you were around you two would bump heads and argue, which only made the tension that was already in the house thicker by each shout. he really loved you that he put up with your temper tantrums, even when he knew you were starting arguments just to be petty he gave in each time knowing he shouldn’t. you would never talk to him so he thought the only way for you to hear him was through yelling.

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“tell me who i have to be.” ᯓ★

and again wonbin caught you cheating and instead of yelling like he usually does, he let you and that guy finish what you’re doing before saying anything. after the guy left you made your way into the dining room where wonbin was, you felt like shit not because wonbin caught you cheating but because wonbin didn’t even acknowledge the fact you were cheating. you are wonbin’s whole heart but his heart isn’t supposed to ache like this, wonbin started to feel like he had to change in order for you to change. he felt like if he bettered himself to your liking you’d love him how he loves you, without even realizing this whole relationship was taking a toll on his mental health. he’d become more anxious than he ever was, he’d not even feed into your bullshit anymore he’d just let you argue with the wall, he thought that’s what you wanted since anytime he spoke you never listen. but since he wasn’t talking there was no one to ignore. he blames himself for everything wrong in this relationship, it’s clear wonbin doesn’t know his worth and you’re using that to your advantage.

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“and when i try to walk away, you hurt yourself to make me stay.” ᯓ★

wonbin was at his breaking point, he was tired of the lies, of the games your playing, of the constant cheating. he felt like if you wouldn’t love him the way he deserved someone else will. wonbun had beeb going to therapy recently to help with his mental health and it’s been helping alot, the therapist would give him reality checks which he needed. at first he would just take everything the lady said as a grain of salt but after he caught you cheating again… he decided to actually listen and do something about it. when he brought up the idea of breaking up you couldn’t handle it, and yelled at him for even suggesting that. you told him that you’d kill yourself if he ever thought about leaving you again. another manipulative tactic you used cause you knew wonbin’s love for you was pure and genuine. he didn’t want to see the woman he loves so much harm herself because of what he wants, you didn’t deserve that and once again wonbin thought you deserved better than him. it’s like the two weeks of therapy was washed away when she threatened to take her own life just so you could stay with her. you weren’t in-love with wonbin, you were in-love with the idea of him.

“wonbin you deserve true happiness, even if that’s not with y/n.”

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“see no one loves you more than me, and no one ever will.” ᯓ★

after awhile everything seems to be going good, you finally stopped cheating. but you also started feeling like shit, and yes this time you feel truly bad for wonbin so you decided you wanted to call things off. “hey wonbin could we talk..?” he sensed some kind of hesitation in your voice and he nodded, he gestured for you to sit but you stayed standing. “wonbin i-” you trailed off… “i think we should end things, you deserve so much more than me. you deserve someone who can make you laugh, someone who can love you like you deserve. i just don’t think i’m that person…” you spoke sincerely. “y/n…” wonbin spoke softly, his eyes watery, “no wonbin this has to be done, i think it’s best if we just move on from one another and let things be.” he reaches out for you, but you stepped back. he nods. you apologize for everything that you did to hurt him, you didn’t want to say it was never your intention to hurt him cause you would be lying. he stood up walking towards you pulling you into a hug for one last time, you hugged him back. he whispered in your love “walking away knowing im still inlove you with is making me tense up, y/n no one loves you more than me.” wonbin spoke softly, you can hear his voice choke as if he’s holding back tears, you knew he didn’t mean it in a way of that you wouldn’t find any to love you, he meant it in a way of that even after all you put him through the lies, the manipulation, the cheating etc he still had love for you, your eyes started to water, “and no one ever will.” you replied.

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author notes : i been thinking about writing some scenarios for ex-factor since this song has been on repeat, i really like how these turned out fun fact i was debating between wonbin and sungchan but i felt like this suited wonbin more. but anywho thanks for reading i really appreciate it! hope everyone is having a good day or night 💗

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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.

© 𝟭-𝟰𝟵. do not copy, translate, repost, and modify my works.

[kaiyunsim]

80’s makeout session —

pairing : idol!anton x non-idol gn!reader

summary : you and your boyfriend, anton, haven’t seen eachother for a while so you and his members decide to surprise him (features wonbin + shotaro + seunghan)

warnings : fluff, making out, anton being lwk touch starved

a/n : first riize fic ! hope u guys enjoy :3 also i wrote this in like 30 mins so yeah !

— w/c : ~1k — not proof read ! —

anton was always a person who liked to show affection, even if it was embarrassing for him. his members would make it their mission to try and tease him as much as possible whenever you were mentioned.

it’s been a while since you’ve seen anton since he’s been busy with his group, preparing for their upcoming comeback. he’s been texting you over and over saying how much he misses you. if the members ever saw your conversations, they would never let him hear the end of it.

missing his contact as well, you decide to take a peak at his schedule and see he has a show soon. now wanting to surprise him, you contact wonbin and see if he’ll let you in backstage. after asking the company, he was actually able to get you a backstage ticket as staff.

you make it to the concert, walking into the backstage to meet up with wonbin. you got some snacks earlier as a thank you to him for letting you in without anton knowing. you see him waiting outside, leaning on the wall, trying to appear nonchalant. you found it funny.

“hey wonbin, thanks for letting me in” you thank him before handing him the package of snacks. you can see his nonchalantness leave him for a moment as he smiles at the food but as soon as he realized he puts the straight face back on.

“we should be thanking you,” wonbin argued, “anton wouldn’t stop talking about how much he missed you”

you giggle at his word but you aren’t surprised. after all, he would always text you about how he would miss you.

wonbin takes you to an empty preparation room before leaving you there to go and grab anton. after a short delay, the door creeks open to reveal the tall brachio boy in front of you who appears stunned that you are in front of him.

“y/n..?” he spurts out, mouth opened from not expecting anything. wonbin told him that there was a surprise here but anton thought he was kidding.

you open you arms reaching for a hug before he closes the door and runs over to give you one. “oh my fucking god i miss you so much,” anton mumbles into your shoulder, “we’re so busy with the comeback and tours”

“i know, but i’m here right now,” you reply with a smile, giggling after being able to see your boyfriend after so long. “i missed you too”

anton takes any remaining words out of your mouths with a much needed kiss with lots of feeling. you could tell he needed it and too be honest, you needed it as well. he leans into you, further deepening the kiss increasing both of your heart rates.

you pull out of the kiss, regaining your breath, “jesus, someone’s needy for some kisses,” you tease anton.

“of course i am, i haven’t seen you in forever. this is the best surprise the hyungs got” he smiles, giving you butterflies in you stomach. how can someone be so cute?

anton digs in for another kiss, this time you lean into him. you could tell he was all giggly cause his hands were on you waist keeping you from leaning in further.

“calm down there y/n,” he chuckled, his smile looking bigger than ever.

“okay then anton, whatever you say,” you roll your eyes but while you’re distracted he kisses you again.

the small sound of the door behind him opens up to shotaro, “the show is starting soon so get ready,” shotaro’s eyes slowly dart to you, “oh and hi y/n,” his voice softer and offering a wave before leaving to get his finishing touches done.

“you should leave and get pretty,” you joke, looking at his messed up makeup.

“you better be here after the show,” he says looking as cute as ever.

some more knocks are followed by that last statement, “hurry up anton, stop making out already,” it was likely the voice of seunghan.

anton flushes, “looks like i should go” he says as you give him a giggly nod. you know his hyungs are going to tease him for this but both of you think its all worth it.

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twenty-nine. oikawa drip at the function

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SYNOPSIS. not everyone is good at playing obby’s on roblox, and you’re no exception to this rule: after a particularly nasty encounter with another player on roblox’s altitorture, you log into twitter only to find out that the very same player who publicly dunked on your gaming skills turns out to be anton lee, a well-known streamer who also happens to be a friend of a friend. fed up with his fans bombarding your dms with teasing remarks or jealous musings, you decide to end it once and for all by appearing on his next stream with a promise to get through an obby successfully. however, you realize that the only thing you’ll be successful at is falling for anton lee instead.

AUTHOR’S NOTE. no update tomorrow probably since i’ll be busy writing the written chapter 😿 sorry guys

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YOU LIKE A PRETTY BOY, WITH A PRETTY VOICE ☆ PARK WONBIN

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݁ 𝟷𝟷 : 𝟷𝟷 - "What Position Yall In?" ft. Maknae Line

Ot7 x fem!reader

Summary: Riize getting jealous

Cw: nsfw, +18, established relationship, crack fic, jealousy, possessiveness, slight toxic relationship

Hyung Line vers.

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─── ⋆⋅ Wonbin

─── ⋆⋅ Seunghan

─── ⋆⋅ Sohee

─── ⋆⋅ Anton

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LOVE 119

PAIRING: park wonbin x fem!reader

GENRE: FLUFF (!!!) with a hint of angst

TROPES: established relationship with age gap, just silly boyfriend girlfriend things because i was in a silly mood, cooking slander, cute lovesick shit.

NOTE: my debut riize fic!!! i know i said i wasn't going to write anything before the vernon fic but guys you have to believe me when i say this fic basically wrote itself. enjoy my wonbin brainrot that was born because i'm scared of getting older but it is what is is, and the way i cope is to write it <3 let me know what you think, ily!

It was never not going to feel weird to you, to have a boyfriend who was younger than you. Forget that Wonbin was only born a year after you, you couldn't shake the weirdness off because you'd never done it before. All of your relationships had been with men older than you, sometimes by outrageous numbers but never so much that they would find a way to abuse their age with you. So why was it that when you'd lay eyes on your current boyfriend and feel a rush of excitement, it made you coil up… like you were doing something wrong?

"You wanna get Wendy's for dinner?" Wonbin asks you, lying upside down on your bed, your white sheets enveloping him and emphasizing his soft edges all over. You blink at him, not meaning to ignore him but ending up leaving his question unanswered when your thoughts pull you back into your head–

It wasn't even like he acted younger. If anything, he was adamant to keep up his tough exterior in front of you most days, only breaking down into the soft romantic he was when you'd show him your own vulnerable sides. In fact, people who knew you were often shocked to find that you were the older one in the equation, eyeing both Wonbin's height advantage and your knack for acting the tantrum-thrower. So, why did you feel this storm brewing in your gut anyway?

"Babe?" Wonbin sits up when you keep staring into space, brows rising in concern, "You good, darling?" The worried tone your boyfriend's questions carry do right to bring you back to earth and you cough in embarassment. Way to start acting your age, you scold yourself, standing up all too quickly. 

But brave the iron-deficient darkness that spots your vision for a moment to declare, "No, no more Wendy's. It's too…" you pause, giving yourself a chance to think over your words, "unhealthy. We should look at what we eat."

Really? You were gonna go for the stubborn mom approach? 

If there was ever a window for you to take back your words, it was definitely closed now because Wonbin's grinning mischeviously, not quite sure what you were acting out about but enjoying the consequences nonetheless. He rolls over, not a minute's thought to the way his hair was sticking every which way. 

"So, what? You're gonna cook us dinner or something?" Wonbin's classic indifference lilts his words but his eyes are sparkling with the possibility of seeing a new side of you.

You cross your arms, a poorly-masked sigh leaving you, "I… will."

With that, you swerve out of your bedroom and pace toward the kitchen, appalled at the situation you were getting yourself into. It was no secret that while you were self-sufficient in most aspects of your life, cooking was far from one of your most-accomplished skills. But that didn't mean you were a complete disaster. 

You take a deep breath as you survey the ingredients in your fridge, brain working over-time to come up with a recipe that could be your dinner for the day. 

"I'd love some rice and vegetable stir-fry–" Wonbin's cheeky comment stops halfway when he sees your glare but the boy is having too much fun because he continues with a wink, "Please?"

"As funny as you are," you turn back around to the fridge, a plan forming in your mind, "I'm not taking orders today, sorry. And thanks to my limited inventory, tonight's dish is–" You set a carton of eggs on the counter with a sweet smile, "Omurice."

Wonbin's grin falls, right from his eyes when he looks at the counter as you start preparing rice and warm up the pan for the dish. "What? It's dinner time, Y/N!" he complains, "and plus, even if omurice was considered dinner in another world, it'd be for kids."

You gasp dramatically at this words but don't pay his words any attention. You hadn't planned to bring out the pouty boy leaning over the counter, frowning at your every unbothered move, but you can't say you're not enjoying it. And what's better is that you know for a fact that your omurice is your best chance at impressing your boyfriend with your cooking skills.

"Wonbin, trust me, you're not gonna regret sticking around for this omurice," you tell him over your shoulder, expertly sliding the eggs around on the pan, "I made this all the time back in my study abroad days in Japan. I learnt from the best."

This meets Wonbin by surprise, "You studied abroad in Japan? What the hell?"

You laugh, "It was a long time ago and only for a year. Not the most interesting thing about me either."

"That's crazy," Wonbin thinks out loud, "I wish I'd studied abroad."

"Why didn't you?"

"I hate travelling, especially for that short of a time. And I hate making new friends so I decided against wasting my energy."

You nod, "Fair enough. Plus," you spin around to grab two plates from the counter, "If you'd gone, I would've never met you when I did."

Wonbin watches you hard at word, chin on his palm, "I guess you're right. I would've been off-campus for junior year and by the time I'd get back, you would've graduated."

"Scary thought," you muse as you get started on the fried rice beside the omelette that you let cook for just a little.

"Not really, I'm sure we would've met either way," Wonbin says with a conviction that has you turning around with an inquistive look. He shrugs at your teasing look, "What? I think it's lame to think we met just by chance."

"Of course it was," you laugh, "I ran into you and spilled my coffee all over you. Babe, that's literally the definition of a chance encounter. I could've ran into anyone else, or maybe you could've never been there waiting for Sungchan."

You're staring on the ketchup decoration when Wonbin responds, "But you didn't. That's exactly it. There was a chance for all of those other things happening, all at random, but you ran into me. I think that has to mean something."

You can't conceal the goofy grin that spills across your lips when you meet Wonbin's expression of absolute gravity. He's so serious about insisting that you were meant to be and it has your heart melting. "You're cute," you sigh, presenting him with your finished products. He's distracted from the conversation when he catches the sight before him.

"Woah," he lets out, looking at you in shock, "Y/N, this looks amazing."

"Wait till you taste it," you pat his cheek, pulling him along to the makeshift dining table you'd set up recently, with a good view of both the huge window across the room and the television in your living room. 

"That's so good," Wonbin groans, speaking with his mouth full, "I'm sorry I doubted your skills, this is the best thing I've tasted."

You laugh, ears redenning at his flattery but relishing the way he can't seem to stop eating the warm dish. "I'm glad you like it," you take a bite yourself, satisfied that you hadn't lost your touch along the years. 

"Insane. I didn't know my girlfriend was hiding her inner cook all this time," he comments, smiling when he's done eating, "What else am I going to find out about you? You weren't in a gang or something before I met you, right?"

"Hold your horses, boy," you shush him, taking his plate to the sink, "You'll find out all my secrets with time."

You're running the plates under water to let them soak up some moisture when you feel your boyfriend's arms around your waist. "Wonbin?" you echo.

The boy's nose settles in the crook of your neck, stealing some of the warmth that rushes there at the contact. "Thank you," he mumbles into your back, "You're so cool. I want to be with you forever."

You choke over your own hitched breath, "You can't just say that!" 

"Sorry," his tone tells you he's not a bit sorry, "I'm just so happy whenever I'm with you. That's why I can't imagine a world where I'm not with you. Right here, holding you while you take care of me."

"If you're trying to kill me, it's really working," you sigh out with hot cheeks, barely managing to finish washing the dishes with all the sickly sweet confessions that are basically oozing out of Wonbin. He laughs a low laugh, kissing your ear as he pulls away. 

Your head feels light, heartbeat irregular because somehow, like always, Wonbin knows exactly what to say. Even if you hadn't voiced your worries out loud, his words were the perfect antidote to the baseless worries you were entertaining earlier. He was so gentle, the way he was reassuring that you weren't the only baby in this relationship, after all, you did your part in looking after him. 

"Tell me," you walk up to him, wrapping yourself around his torso this time, face propped up against his chest to look up at him, "It's your turn to share a secret with me."

"Hmm," Wonbin hums thoughtfully, slowly steering both of your bodies toward the bedroom, closing the door behind him, "I don't know… How about the fact that I was in squash club?"

"You were?" 

"Yeah, I loved it. I went to every single practice when I was a freshamn, even in the middle of the week, because it got my mind off everything," he says quietly, "It was the only place where I could forget trying to be likeable. I didn't have to make friends, just had to be good at the game."

"And were you?" you ask, knowing the answer to the question. 

"Yeah, I think so. That's probably why they wanted to make me captain of the club in sophomore year."

"Oooh, that's amazing. Now it makes sense why your quads are so built," you grin into his skin when he plops both of you onto the bed, "But wait, I don't remember you being captain when I met you?"

"That's because I didn't take the offer. I knew I would have my hands full in junior year and I hate doing things half-heartedly," Wonbin's eyes take on a distant look, but you can tell he doesn't regret his choice a bit. It was his choice, after all. 

"Ah, that's a good policy to have," you kiss his cheek, "Thank you for telling me."

Wonbin's lips lift up in a small smile at your comment, nodding in acknowledgment. "Now… are you gonna tell me what was on your mind earlier today?"

You freeze at his keen observation, averting your gaze in an attempt to skirt it, "I– It was nothing. Just stupid stuff. I'm over it though, so don't worry about it."

"I wouldn't worry about it if you looked in my eye while you said that," your boyfriend catches you again, firm arm bringing you closer to him, "Come on, sweet, let me in. What's wrong?"

You sigh in defeat. "You're too smart. And if you must know, I was just overthinking our age gap."

"Age gap? You mean that I was born 9 months after you?"

You glare at him, "Okay, I don't appreciate your fact-based attacks on my weaknesses. And an age gap is an age gap. It's my first time being with someone younger."

"So it's natural to feel weird," he completes your thought for you, "But you've always been so chill about it, what made this come up?"

"Not sure," you wonder yourself, "I've been feeling older recently. Even though my birthday was a month ago. I don't know, I feel like I'm not responsible enough sometimes, especially with you– I don't want to make you do everything."

"You don't," Wonbin brushes a thumb against your cheek. "You're always checking up on me, Y/N. And you're the one who made sure we were always communicating with each other, even about the small things. I think you'd pass the old soul check any day."

You chuckle softly at your boyfriend's reassurance, "You're not wrong. But you're sure I'm… enough?"

Wonbin frowns at your concern, "Hey, now that's a bigger issue than our age gap. Of course– You're more than enough, Y/N. Did you not hear me earlier? I can't imagine not being with you. That means, I can't imagine living without you. I'm like the luckiest guy to have managed to get you in bed with me. I'm serious, you turned my life around when you ruined my favorite shirt that day–"

"And I've apologized endlessly about it–"

"You're the reason I'm not a loner, following Sungchan around all the time because he's the only one who doesn't think of me as a stuck-up idiot. I love you so much."

"Okay, okay, I think I get it," you stop him, hand on your chest when he keeps snuggling closer, lips a breath away from your skin. "I'm not thinking those thoughts anymore, babe. I know you love me. I love you, too."

"Good," he pecks your nose, "But I have to say, you're hot when your older side comes out. Watching you cook me dinner was an experience I'm not forgetting anytime soon."

"I guess I better do it more then," you tease him, fingers running through his soft hair, "I'll go on a grocery run later this week. Cook you that stir-fry you wanted, huh?"

"If you're trying to get into my pants right now, congrats, you've made it," Wonbin laughs, cheeks warm at your bold promise. "But yes please, and can I come grocery shopping with you?"

"Sure you won't get bored? Grocery shopping is a boring adult chore, you know–"

"Okay, I don't think you're allowed to use your age to belittle me–"

"Or what? You're gonna get mad at me?"

"I hate you– I'm gonna go home if you're gonna–"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, babe, come back!" 

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✦ SHORT ON HEIGHT ┊ RIIZE

001. PAIRING , riize × short ! afab reader

002. GENRE , fluff, reaction, headcannon

NOTE FROM SENA , if you’ve seen this on my enhypen blog already and are worried about plagiarism, don’t worry!!

♫︎ REBLOGS + FEEDBACKS ARE ALWAYS APPRECIATED

SHOTARO . . . ✦

Shotaro adored every moment spent with you, especially when you were cozied up on the couch together, your head resting comfortably against his shoulder. The warmth of your presence made him feel at home. He glanced down, admiring how small you looked next to him, and couldn’t help but smile. “Are you comfortable, little bean?” he teased, playfully pinching your cheek. You scrunched your nose and swatted his hand away, rolling your eyes with a smirk. “Ugh, I swear, one day I’ll grow taller,” you shot back, trying to sound serious but failing to hide your amusement. Shotaro chuckled, leaning in closer. “Why would you want that? You’re perfect just the way you are.” He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, and you felt your cheeks flush. “Plus, I love being your personal giant,” he added with a wink. “Personal giant?” you echoed, pretending to think it over. “Exactly! I’m always here to lift you up—literally and figuratively.” You melted into his embrace, feeling utterly cherished and loved.

EUNSEOK . . . ✦

Eunseok was in the middle of a video game marathon when he spotted you struggling to hang a cute poster on your wall. You were on your tiptoes, desperately trying to reach the corner while the poster threatened to slip from your grasp. “Need a boost, short stack?” he called out, a playful smirk spreading across his face. You shot him a mock glare, your cheeks puffing out in annoyance. “I’m not short!” you protested, though the laughter in your voice betrayed you. Eunseok chuckled and bounded over, his playful demeanor making your heart flutter. “Alright, let’s see if my superhero skills can save the day,” he said, effortlessly lifting you with one arm and using the other to help secure the poster. As you hung there, dangling in his embrace, you couldn’t help but giggle. “You’re ridiculous,” you laughed, leaning in to plant a quick kiss on his cheek. “Ridiculously in love with you,” he replied, grinning as he set you down, and you both admired your handiwork, feeling warmth and joy in the moment.

SUNGCHAN . . . ✦

You were sprawled out on the couch, deeply engrossed in a magazine when Sungchan plopped down next to you, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “What’s so fascinating over there, my little bookworm?” he teased, leaning closer to steal a glance at the pages. You glanced up, pretending to be annoyed. “Just some tips for tall people. You know, to remind me what I’m missing,” you replied, rolling your eyes with a dramatic flair. He chuckled, the sound warm and infectious. “I bet there’s a section on how to embrace your shortness!” Before you could retort, he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into his lap, causing you to squeal in surprise. “See? Being short just means you can sit here like this,” he said, resting his chin on your shoulder. Your cheeks flushed at his affection. “So you’re saying my height is just an excuse for extra cuddles?” “Exactly,” he grinned, planting a soft kiss on your cheek. “And I love every bit of it.”

WONBIN . . . ✦

Wonbin loved those lazy afternoons when you two cuddled on the couch, wrapped in a blanket like a cozy burrito. With your head tucked under his chin, you felt safe and content, listening to his heartbeat, which always seemed to match the rhythm of your own. “Do you ever get tired of being so short?” he teased lightly, a playful grin dancing on his lips as he glanced down at you. You shot him an exaggerated glare, pretending to be offended. “Excuse me? Being short is a lifestyle,” you replied, puffing out your cheeks dramatically. Wonbin laughed, the sound warm and infectious. “Well, I guess I’ll just have to carry you everywhere,” he said, playfully lifting you up as if you weighed nothing at all. “Or maybe I’ll just start using a booster seat,” you quipped, and he chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Nah, I love having you right here.”

SEUNGHAN . . . ✦

Couldn't you feel a little irritation just flipping through pictures that you and Seunghan took together? There you were, standing next to him, just like a small child sitting next to a gigantic tree. Your pouting face looked so much the deeper as you continued to zoom in on how he flashed it with all confidence and not how you were in catch-up mode. “Why do I look like I belong in a toy store?” you huffed, tossing your phone onto the couch. Seunghan caught your sulk from the corner of his eye and chuckled, pulling his arms around you from behind. “You're cute like this!” he teased, nudging your cheek with his chin. “Cute?” you sneered, but the warmth of his embrace melted that annoyance away. “You just want to be the big spoon, don't you?” you accused with a chuckle and he just gave a squeeze to your sides, lifting himself up enough to snuggle into the crook of your arm. “Always,” he replied with a laugh, and it spread a smile across your face.

SOHEE . . . ✦

You were going to snag that salt off the top shelf. Laser focus, one leg up, reaching for it, you were going to come out victorious and take it. But that was when, just as you were brushing a finger over the container, someone swooped in and snatched it with ease. “Really?” Sohee said with a small smile, his teasing voice snapping you out of your moment of concentration. “You're climbing counters now?” You turned, flushing with embarrassment, shot him a half-hearted glare as he held the salt just out of reach, clearly enjoying this. “I had it under control,” you muttered, hopping down with as much dignity as you could muster. “Yeah, Spider-Woman,” he laughed, finally handing over the salt. You had no time to protest as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close. “You're cute when you're all determined like that. But next time, just ask for help, okay?” he said, pressing a playful kiss to your forehead.

ANTON . . . ✦

As you strolled through the park, the sun was shining brightly upon you and Anton. He walked alongside you, his long legs swallowing space so easily that you began to walk a little fast to keep pace. “Hey, slow up, will ya?” you laughed, faking to be out of breath. “I'm not built for marathon walking like you are!” Anton turned to you, playing the innocent. “What are you talking about? I thought you enjoyed our adventures!” you rolled your eyes as you nudged him lightly. “Adventures don't have to feel like a workout!” He chuckled, quickly snatching your hand and swinging it playfully as you walked. “Alright, I'll keep the pace slow for my favorite shorty,” he teased, leaning in to give you a quick peck on the cheek. You smiled back at him and your heart bounced in your chest. “You bet, or I'm running you round the park.” He grinned, his eyes flashing an opportunist glint of mischief and saying, “Deal.”

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[04:16AM]

Note : Hi everyone back from the writer's block!! Ignore any mistakes lol idk what this is I couldn't sleep so I wrote this for him <3!!

The dark night sky above displayed millions of stars, twinkling unusually under the absence of the moon. The most absurd hours were always the best times to find inner peace, especially on nights like these. When life seemed to be at its toughest, bringing with it countless restless nights, you had always found yourself under the open sky accompanied by a cup of tea and the silence the night brought.

Sitting in a chair on the balcony felt eerily peaceful, it seemed like today you were the closest you had ever been to the stars. It was always lonely, but you enjoyed getting to escape the stress in your life and get some time to yourself. However, tonight felt different. It felt more hollow, more empty, more lonely.

Trailing off in your thoughts with eyes glued to the sky, the click of the balcony door startles you a little. You whip your head around to check the source of the sound, only to be met with a worried silhouette.

“What are you doing up so late?” Wonbin asks quietly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

You smile at your boyfriend's barely visible sleepy state as he makes his way towards you. Even though you did feel bad for being the cause of his disrupted sleep, secretly you wished he’d wake up to find you hiding in plain sight.

“Couldn’t sleep…” you reply with a shrug, looking back at your original view.

Taking a seat next to you on the ground, his gaze follows yours to the darkness overhead. Bringing his knees to his chest, he asks with a suppressed yawn,

“Is something on your mind?”

You don’t need to tell him how you feel, somehow every time it seems like Wonbin magically already knows when you aren’t feeling your best.  

“A lot, actually”

“You want to talk about it?”

“Not right now”

“I see…” His eyes make you their subject now, his arm propped up against his knee and his palm supporting his face.

You tilt your head slightly to look at him. Even in the dark of the night with no moonlight to provide a glow, he looks as ethereal as could ever look. You can barely make out his features, but his eyes are shining even through the tiredness they bore.

You don’t realise how long you’ve been staring at him until you hear a soft chuckle from him. Leaning forward to brush a few stray strands of hair away from your face, his fingers slowly trace down your face, hand eventually resting there.

The smile painted on his lips is one thickly laced with love and adoration for the person he cares about the most, you.

“You know, you can tell me when you aren’t feeling good.” He says in a quiet, yet concerned voice, “Even if I’m not much of a talker, I’ll always be here to listen.”

Your hand makes its way up to find his, gently placing itself on top to feel his warmth, his presence. You nuzzle your cheek into his touch, looking back at him with the same smile that never left your face.

“I know” you mumble softly, not wanting to disturb the peace the night bore, “For now, let’s just stay like this.”

Once again, he gently smiles at you, a nod tagging along as he obliges to your request. Pulling his hand away from your touch, he repositions himself next to you. Instead, his arm snakes around your waist, bringing you closer to his figure. In response, you lean into him, resting your head on his shoulder, the best spot to find comfort. He too, places his head on top of yours, closing his eyes to take in as much of the moment he could.

The night brought you comfort, but being in Wonbin’s embrace was your one and only safe space.

Title : [04:16AM] || Word count: 642 || Genre: comfort/fluff!! || Pairing: bf!Wonbin x implied Fem!Reader (though I tried to make it gender neutral I think)

Tagging: @armysantiny @koishua @mosviqu (hope you don't mind bae <3)

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RIIZE as different types of dads

⊹ ࣪ ˖ riize as different types of parents : 𑁤

riize ot7 : fem!reader : nonidol!riize ♡ scenarios !

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⋆｡˚୨ shotaro : as a boy dad

i feel like taro would be a boy dad, he just seems so boy dad coded… i feel like he’d take his son outside and throw a ball with him or teach him things that he knows maybe even teach him how to dance. i think he’d be excited knowing there’s a little him growing inside you and that thought only makes him more and more excited to be a dad, he’d go out and buy him and his son matching outfits, from the same hat to socks. leave it to him he’d tell everyone he birthed the child (in a joking way of course) so when you told him you where having a boy… he couldn’t help but be overwhelmingly excited.

“we’re having a boy?? y/n don’t play games with me right now”

⋆｡˚୨ eunseok : would be in different

honestly… might be an unpopular opinion but eunseok doesn’t necessarily strike me as the type who wants kids AHHH don’t get me wrong. i feel like he wouldn’t want children but his love for you and seeing you interact with your younger siblings or cousins would drive him insanely crazy. he’d have thoughts like “that could be my kid” or “she’s so happy with them”. i say indifferent because i think he’d love you the same if you had kids or not, he’ll act nonchalant at first but inside he’d be overstimulated with joy. and honestly he strike me as a girl and boy dad so when you told him you were having twins, one boy and one girl, he acted like everything was cool but inside he had already done 6 backflips.

“twins? one boy and a girl??? oh cool.” he definitely was hiding his excitement.

⋆｡˚୨ sungchan : definitely a girl dad

yea this man is definitely a girl dad, before you even became pregnant he was already thinking of names for his daughter, nicknames etc. he’d be more excited than you if thats possible, i feel like he’d let his daughter put makeup on him, paint his nails, play salon in his hair and even play dress up and he’ll enjoy every minute of it. he’d definitely spoil his daughter and buy her those corny shirts that says “cool as my dad” and he’d definitely buy a necklace and put a family picture in it. carry a picture of his daughter in his wallet, she’s most definitely spoiled by both of you but her dad just a bit more. she knows all he has to do is look at him with puppy eyes and boom whatever she wants she gets.

“how can i say no to a face like this?”

⋆｡˚୨ wonbin : an over protective girl dad

i don’t know, i feel like you’re kid would be 10 and at this point wonbin would be more protective over her. especially cause she at the age to where she’ll start wanting to hang out with friends, have sleepovers the whole 9 yards. wonbin wouldn’t care as long as his little peanut was happy, but the strict rules would be a BOO situation and then of course you’d come save the day when he went to check on his daughter from the 9th time that night while having a sleepover. he’d constantly walk by the room not because he didn’t trust her because he just wants to know she okay. and when it’s like the winter dance or something and she gets asked by a boy to go wonbin is NOT having it, then you come in and save the day once again. i feel like he’d still see her as a little girl and not a preteen he just wants her to be his little peanut forever.

“she’s growing up right in our eyes why can’t she stay my little peanut forever?”

⋆｡˚୨ seunghan : first time dad

i think seunghan would have first time parents jitters, he wouldn’t necessarily be a boy or a girl dad, i genuinely feel like he’d want alot of kids so it wouldn’t even matter if you had a boy or a girl. but i feel like after a watching you give life to a tiny human being it would change his whole perspective on how he viewed certain things and situations. he’d tell you how proud of you he is while planting kisses all over your face, i think he’d have skin to skin contact with his child and never want to let them go. he’d watch as you hold the baby and the baby’s little hands wrap around your fingers and he just melts away, he’d be filled with excitement as he thinks about watching something him and his loved one created. i think seunghan would go out and immediately buy anything he thinks looks nice and just bring it back without looking at sizes or anything. no matter how many times you told him newborn diapers he always brings back 1T.

“you should’ve sent me a text y/n, i just got to excited and couldn’t wait to come back to my baby.”

⋆｡˚୨ sohee : young fun and carefree boy dad

just hear me out, i feel like your son would be 5-6 and sohee would take his lil boy everywhere with him, even if he’s just going into the next room sohee would make sure his son his by his side. he’d make them both dino nuggets even pb&j. i feel like he’d rewatch the whole Naruto series just to experience it with his child, and then rewatch again with him when he gets older. i genuinely feel like where ever sohee goes his son will be by his side, he’d have his own personal stroller he’d take with him if he was going out the house. people would assume he’s a single dad but he’d quickly tell them about you making sure to give you your props for being an amazing mother. and when you all go shopping at the store you’d be the only one shopping as sohee would take his son to look at different snacks, ALSO i been thinking about this alot, i really think sohee would want his sons name to also be sohee and he calls him junior and lil man as a nickname.

“junior you want the dino nuggets or pizza rolls? pizza rolls? good choice lil man.”

⋆｡˚୨ anton : good cop dad

i dont think anton isn’t necessarily a boy or girl dad, i think this man just wants kids same as seunghan, he’d run around the house playing with the kids. he’d take them to the park and play with them there, pushing them on the swings and down the slide. he’d buy them whatever they wanted, they want icecream? done. pizza?? he bought it. then when they all get home you’d scold them and especially anton for feeding them junk food before dinner and after he’d go sulk around the house with the kids until you acknowledge them. and when they’d get in trouble for certain things he’d let you lecture them before he comes in after and makes them feel better, he’ll never go against what you say but he’ll say what you said it more softer tone than strict. i feel like his kids would tell them all their secrets and everything.

“your mom just wants you to be safe and so do i, next time just be honest, okay?”

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authors notes : please excuse any errors! but i had fun writing these, been thinking about riize as parents for awhile :) for the most part i feel like most of these could be accurate. but this is just what i think!sohee’s might be my favorite.. BUT thanks for reading it’s greatly appreciated!! hope you’re having a great day or night 🧡

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