#wonjae fluff

[lovesick-gxrls]

CONFESSIONS

november 12th 2022 10:48pm

pairing: millie kim x code kunst, millie kim x aomg

genre: angst, fluff

warnings: swearing, smoking

description: millie and sungwoo finally acknowledged how they feel

word count: 1.4k

a/n: thank you all for the support, i don’t really speak on this account much but i really appreciate it 🫶🏻

“HONESTLY ITS AS IF I HAVE ANOTHER DAD sometimes” millie laughed loudly nodding her head sideways towards kiseok who just wrapped his arm around her shoulders squeezing her tightly. the others stood around the high table laughed with them, however, sungwoo could only smile. he watched millie and kiseok interact, the constant bumping shoulders or the small inside jokes they had. he couldn’t help but feel a pit of jealousy in his stomach.

sungwoo knew that the pair were not remotely romantically interested in each other which annoyed him even more that he was so jealous. millie and kiseok were joint at the hip at these sort of events ever since he signed the girl to aomg. she was alone in korea when she joined the hiphop agency with her family still living in canada, so kiseok took it upon himself to take of the young artist and make sure she was living well.

the venue they were currently at was slowly becoming more busy as the party began, the atmosphere becoming busy and hectic whereas before it was calm. sunghwa stood across from millie and next to sungwoo, who had noticed his friend looking like a lovesick puppy when he watched millie talk. she was a quiet person usually but when she was around company that she felt comfortable with, she could talk for days, which was another thing that code kunst attracted millie to him.

sunghwa and wonjae knew all about the little workplace romance that was blooming between the producer and rapper. millie had drunkenly confessed to sunghwa of her attraction to cokun and wonjae had to sit and listen to his friend complain about how they will always be stuck as friends. as much as the pair wanted to interfere and make the oblivious friends realise that they share the same feelings they were both apprehensive of meddling.

millie took a small sip of her drink, her eyes meeting sungwoo’s. her heart felt as if it skipped a beat which she tried to ignore. he quickly averted his eyes and her heart dropped but she did well to hide the disappointment. “i’m gonna get another drink,” she muttered towards kiseok, he smiled rubbing her back slightly before she walked away. sungwoo’s gaze was now back on her, this time he was the disappointed one.

sungwoo stood watching her sadly causing wonjae to scoff and nudge him with his elbow. “you gotta talk to her hyung, before she gets with someone else,” he muttered. sungwoo sighed, at war with himself on what to do.

after squeezing her way through the crowd she made it to the busy bar. she waited, tapping her fingers against the table to the beat of the music. however her attention was soon on a familiar face standing a few feet away from her. junhoe was standing, scrolling through his phone, her stomach twisted the sight of her her ex-boyfriend. he was the last person she wanted to see tonight, especially since sungwoo was here.

unfortunately for millie, junhoe noticed her and smiled before walking over to meet her at the bar. “hey millie, didn’t know you’d be here,” he said awkwardly. millie laughed a little, “yeah i’m here with some of the guys,” she replied nodding towards where she was previously standing. junhoe looked over seeing some of the aomg guys at the table and how code kunst was watching the pair carefully. “ah i see,” he muttered. there was an awkward pause, the old couple hadn’t seen each other since the breakup which is what mille wanted but now here he was.

the pair spoke for a few more minutes with junhoe even offering to pay for her drink once she had finally ordered but millie declined. the conversation was strained and millie found herself laughing awkwardly most of the time trying to ignore the suffocating feeling. “i’m gonna get some air for a few minutes,” she told him not letting him reply as she left to quickly to hear it, but his attention quickly moved to someone else thankfully.

she made her way through the drunk crowd towards the front door - grabbing her jacket on the way out, in need of some fresh air and a cigarette. she wasn’t a big smoker but after she had a few drinks or felt overwhelmed with stress she would usually have a few. it was bad habit that she had been trying to kick since she was a teen, but to no avail yet.

outside the bar was quiet thankfully, a little group stood to one side of the door all smoking and laughing together. millie stood on the other side leaning against the brick wall while she began to rummage through her bag for her own pack. unfortunately she only found her lighter, “fuck,” she muttered, before checking her jacket pockets, she looked towards the door debating whether just to go back inside. as she continued to search of her pack, a hand appeared in front her offering a cigarette.

millie stopped a few seconds after registering what it was, her gaze lifted from the ground to meet sungwoo’s. “thanks,” she mumbled taking the stick out of his hand and placing it in between her lips. cokunst leaned on the wall next to the shorter girl, a silence settling between them. she quickly lit her cigarette and took a long draw, before exhaling the thick smoke. sungwoo stole a quick glance of millie who was staring at the nights sky admiring the stars she could see.

“i thought you were quitting,” he finally spoke, millie hummed at his words taking another puff. “i remember using the word trying,” she murmured, tapping off the ash. the silence came back.

“done ignoring me now i take it?” millie asked trying to sound as nonchalant as possible but there was still a hard edge to her voice. the words came out before she had realised what she had actually said, the rapper was usually quite good at hiding her jealousy or annoyance towards code kunst but the tension between them was becoming increasingly more apparent. millie was sick of feeling like a lovesick teenager around sungwoo, constantly overthinking every little detail of their relationship.

sungwoo cleared his throat awkwardly, “i.. i wasn’t ignoring you,” he stuttered out. millie rolled her eyes in annoyance, finally turning to look directly at him. “you have sungwoo, every time i looked at you you’d look away or if i came up to you in there you’d find an excuse to leave, what have i done?” millie rambled angrily suddenly she was thankful that the group who was next to them had gone back inside a few minutes earlier leaving the pair alone. “i’ve been trying all night to talk to you, but you’ve been with that ass for the past half hour,” sungwoo argued back and millie scoffed loudly.

of course that was why sungwoo had all of a sudden decided to leave her alone. it angered the girl more that sungwoo thought she wanted to be talking to junhoe for the full night. that he hadn’t made the effort with her. sungwoo had watched the two exes together at the bar, laughing and to him looked like millie talking excitedly while junhoe grasped her hand. they looked very happy to see each other and sungwoo was jealous to put it plainly. “so what? we we’re catching up. it’s what people do,” she exclaimed. sungwoo’s gaze hardened as the argument became more heated between the two.

“sorry for not wanting to interrupt you with someone you clearly still like,” he huffed pushing himself off the wall. millie scoffed in disbelief watching the taller guy with her eyebrows furrowed, muttering “you’ve got to be kidding me,” to herself. she stomped out the end on her cigarette with her boots, taking a moment to reply. without thinking her words left her mouth quickly. “i don’t fucking like him like that anymore we ended it… it’s you i fucking like,” suddenly it went very quiet between the pair. the only noise that could be heard was the loud music coming from the bar.

the tension could be cut by a knife as the pair stared into each others eyes, millie breathing heavily after her sudden confession. “please just say something,” she said just above a whisper, feeling like she could cry at any moment. instead of replying, sungwoo cupped her face and brought her in for a deep kiss. startled by the kiss, it took millie a second to register what was happening but soon relaxed. her eyes fluttered shut, her arms hanging around sungwoo’s neck.

sungwoo grasped her waist gently while they moved in sync. millie pulled away, smiling to herself as she tried to hide her face in his chest. “i like you too by the way,” he murmured softly.

millie m.list | masterlist

[lastarabesque]

smoker: 1/2

part two

a kid milli scenario where you want him to stop smoking but he’s that hard headed bastard

he loves you though

[write-this-way-please]

Just For You

Just For You [Some things were worth the trouble │ Wonjae]

Out of place couldn’t even begin to sum up how he felt when he watched your performances. He tugged on the collar of his button-up and tie before sighing and self-consciously smoothing down his hair. 

Suits were a pain.

Anything more than a t-shirt honestly didn’t even feel worth the trouble.

Brushing his hair was a pain.

It was just so much easier to throw on a beanie, who the hell cared if he styled his hair?

And after all the effort everything was just so uncomfortable.

He was never one to care about other people’s perception of him. He was always the one that volunteered to be outcasted. But for you, he wanted to be seen as good enough.

He was used to watching you dance, he’d seen your routine a million times, but it was different seeing how you were on a stage. Hundreds-thousands of eyes on you as you effortlessly nailed your performance.

He never really liked being the center of attention. It was all a bit much, Show me the money exhausted him both mentally and physically. 

But you were a star.

You’d spent the last few months by his side, every lyric he wrote, every rehearsal he had, to every performance you were always there. And now it was his turn.

As your routine came to its beautiful climactic ending, you received the standing ovation you deserved.

You panted heavily, your chest falling-rising as you and your ensemble took a bow. When you looked up, your eyes immediately met Wonjae’s. You smiled brightly seeing that shy smile of his as he clapped for you. And it was the most beautiful sight you’d ever seen as the curtains closed.

You headed to the dressing room and immediately went to change. The faster you changed the faster you were free to see your boyfriend and enjoy your first day off in a while.

Knock

Knock

Knock

“Delivery for Miss. Prima Ballerina~”

You jumped up at the familiar low voice. It was honestly the only voice you wanted to hear. “Wonjae!” you swung open the door and was greeted with your boyfriend's shy smile. Before he could say anything you cupped his cheeks and pulled him into a kiss.

Breaking the kiss, he quickly walked you inside your dressing room to avoid the wandering eyes of the staff, and camera crew. “Hey, you gotta be careful. Someone could have seen you.” he set the bouquet of flowers he’d gotten you, on your vanity.

“So?” you frowned. “Wonjae, It’s not a secret I’m dating you.” Seeing how his gaze fell you raised a brow. “Is it?”

“You’re just kinda high profile...I don’t want you to have a scandal…”

“I’m high profile and you were broadcasted on TV?” you sighed taking a seat on the table. “Wonjae, is it really so bad that someone gets a picture of me...and my boyfriend. Who I love and adore?” you pulled him closer to stand between your legs, your fingers laced with his as you looked away pouting.

“Come on...Don’t pout”

“No, you don’t get to reject me and tell me what to do.” your pout deepened.

“I’d never reject you...I’m just worried about your reputation.” he sighed, caressing your soft cheeks.

“Is it because I’m not famous enough?” you pouted.

“What?” his brows furrowed.

“Yeah...you’re number one on the charts, you’re all over Cjen, mnet, sbs. And I’m just some lowly ballerina.”

“That’s ridiculous! That doesn’t make any sense and just because I have some fan base doesn’t mean you’re not-” he stopped himself seeing you smirk. “Ok, Ok you made your point.”

“Now do you know how silly you sound?” you giggled looking up at him, seeing the worry on his face.

He loved how you always cupped his face, that sweet look on concern as you took him in. “I love kissing you...you know that right?”

“I know.” you bit your lip. “I just wished you weren’t afraid of people seeing it.

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? I get shy kissing you when it’s just us. You think I can handle anyone else seeing me that flustered?”

“Yeah?” you smiled brightly.

“The real reason I close my eyes when I kiss you is because I get so shy…” he sighed, a bit in shock he admitted something so embarrassing to you. “And you always keep your eyes open until the last minute...and it’s just breathtaking...imagine if someone got a photo of how childish I look kissing you.”

“You are too cute.” you giggled. “Oh I know.” you reached for his beanie he had stuffed in his pocket. “I knew you’d have this.”

“What in the world are you being?” he smiled as you effortlessly took down your bun, shaking out your hair, before slipping his beanie on. Tugging it as low as he would normally wear it, setting it just above your eyelids.

“Now you can barely see me.” you beamed at him. 

“You’re silly.” he played with the rim of the hat.

“You still gonna kiss me?”

“Always” he smiled tugging the hat to cover your eyes before kissing you, and for the first time he could really watch you without getting embarrassed by your kiss. He could catch how your tongue would dip out of your mouth as he broke away for a moment and how your soft lips would curl into such a beautiful smile. And despite how embarrassed he would get, you would always be worth it.

END

I’ve been in a fluffy Wonjae mood help lol <3 If you liked it lemme know~

[a-fence]

Trouble Sleeping

Inspired by a scene from Ep. 12 of Our Beloved Summer

Wonjae has been in a rut the past couple of days, trying to figure out how to cure his writer’s block. It’s also making his insomnia worse, lying in bed thinking of how to turn his thoughts into lyrics instead of sleeping. He’s been shuffling from place to place; maybe a different setting may inspire him. Today, he decided to work at the studio thinking that putting himself in a work setting will also make his mind work. However, that wasn’t the case, and the longer he stays in the studio, the stuffier it gets.

He went out to the hallway and looked through the windows and the clear night sky beckoned him to go outside for a walk. Despite the heat, he pulled his too-small beanie even lower, put his earphones on, and took off. He walked aimlessly at first, letting his feet guide him until he realizes he was walking towards your house, and he shoots you a text.

Wonjae: Are you home already? Y/N: Almost. What are you doing? Wonjae: I’m taking a break by walking to your house. Y/N: Did you eat yet? Wonjae: Nope. You? Y/N: Not yet. Let’s have dinner together then. Oh, take your time walking. I still have to cook when I get home. Wonjae: Alright. See you!

Wonjae followed your advice and took the long way to your house. He hasn’t been through this route often and seeing a different scenery slowly cleared his mind, helping him reorganize his thoughts. He took a bit longer as he has to pause every once in a while to type a lyric or a line in his notes app, lest he forgets.

As he neared your house, raindrops slowly pattered down the road. He didn’t bring an umbrella with him and he ran to the nearest awning he could find, thinking it was just a passing rain shower. Ten minutes pass, and it seems like the rain isn’t stopping anytime soon. No convenience stores were in sight at the street he’s in, so he decides to brave the rain.

The rain-drenched his clothing, driving the humid summer heat away and by the time he gets to your house, his clothes are soaked through.

“Ya Woo Wonjae! You’re soaking wet!” you scold him immediately after you open your door.

“It’s actually really refreshing, y/n. Come outside!” he beckoned. He remains outside then removes his beanie and wrings it then hangs it on the rim of your umbrella holder. He also checks his phone which miraculously showed no signs of water damage and sets it on your window ledge to prevent it from getting wet.

“You’re gonna catch a cold!” you countered, trying your best to get him inside.

“You’re gonna take care of me anyway, right?” he said, jutting out his lower lip as he pouts, then he steps closer, grabbing your hands and giving it the slightest tug.

This exposed your hands to the rain and you felt how cooling it was. “Oh alright! But we won’t stay long okay? The food’s gonna get cold,” you relented and changed into your outside slippers before stepping into the rain.

Wonjae pulled you a few steps away from your door and you stood there, arms outstretched, letting the rain wash away the stress. He pulls you into a hug, his arms around your waist, and you pushed away the hairs sticking to his forehead, “You’re right, it is refreshing.”

“I told you!” he exclaimed and you both chuckled. Then his grip on you tightens as he carries you, causing you to yelp at the sudden movement. “Hold tight!” he warns as he swings you around, your arms wrapped around his neck.

He eventually puts you down. “I didn’t know your scrawny ass is that strong. Working out has been paying off, I see,” you remarked.

He smirks in response then asks, “Let’s go in and have dinner?”

You nod and the two of you go back in, Wonjae not forgetting to grab his beanie and phone, both undressing down to your underwear by the front door. Wonjae puts both of your clothes in the drier as the laundry area is just by the front door and you fetch the two of you bathrobes and towels. You stop by the bathroom to start filling the tub with warm water before handing Wonjae his bathrobe.

“I thought cooking kimchi jjigae would be too hot for this weather, but it seems I cooked the right thing,” you commented as you slurped your soup.

“Even with the hot weather, I’ll gladly eat it as long as it’s cooked by you,” he replied.

The two of you finish eating dinner and Wonjae does the dishes while you check on the bath. You turn off the water and checked that the bath was just warm enough and you go back to see if Wonjae was done.

“Wanna go for a bath?” you ask him.

He nods and follows you to the bathroom. He went in first and you followed. You settle yourself against his chest, and he wraps his arms around your shoulders. You talk about each other’s day and wash up once the bathwater started to cool.

The two of you prepare for bed together, brush your teeth together, do skincare together, let him use your stuff, and even take turns blow-drying each other’s hair.

In bed, Wonjae sleepily mumbles, “I’ve always had trouble sleeping, but when you’re around, I drift off almost as soon as I close my eyes.”

You kiss his forehead and you make sure he’s asleep before you let yourself drift off. You watch him as his breaths slow into a steady rhythm as he falls deeper into sleep, and that’s the only time you let your eyes close.

[strawb3rryw00]

12:42 am

Wonjae pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead as you snored softly on his mattress. He wanted to sleep, he really did, but when he was with you he felt so alive and inspired. He felt a need to write. You were his muse, you have been since the two of you met. Wonjae tried to be as quiet as possible as he looked for his notebook, knowing you’d wake up the moment he rose from the bed. Luckily, he grew into the habit of leaving it tucked into the frame of the bed due to the frequency of your sleepovers. He began writing, his heart swelling with the immense feeling of love while with you. He felt secure, like his crazy and busy life was all worth something and he wasn’t just wasting his time. Life was worth living when he was with you.

“Wonjae,” His eyes land on you where you look up at him. He frowns, knowing he might’ve woke you up by sitting up. “are you writing?”

He smiles and nods, setting the notebook to the side.

“What about?” You question, smiling when he tucks your hair out of your face with his finger tips.

“You.”Wonjae murmurs.

“Why?” You giggle, unaware of the light you are in his life.

“Because you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

~

hey best friends! take this quick blurb as an apology for my absence. feeling sad and lonely and wanted to cheer myself up.

[pastelpastryblog]

I’m tired of this, it’s over 💔 - Woo / Woo Wonjae scenario pt.39

Woo finally apologises to Y/N and tells fans to tag her so that she can unblock him, but Y/N isnt feeling it. She thinks that he's being manipulative and the fact that Woo mentioned BM did not sit well with her. So, she decided to address the situation on her story. Bm caught wind of the statement that Y/N posted and decided to question her about it. Y/N slips up by finally admitting that she has feelings for BM, but then he decided to also tell her how much she means to him and that he would like her to be his girlfriend. She said yes and told her to get ready because he is coming to pick her up. Sarah, saw Woo and Y/N's story and also decided to speak out and expose both Woo and Julie. She then messages Anaïs who happens to hold a grudge on both UK and Julie (mostly Julie) to go to Woo ans Julie's wedding. Anaïs agrees and so they take a trip down to Seoul. Julie, excited to finally get married to Woo, accidentally tagged the hotel that she was getting married in. Alina saw the post and got ready to finally fight with Julie. Sarah, Anais and the others also show up at the wedding without any invitation because they had paid the security off and they all end up fighting with Julie and Emma at the wedding. Julie ended up with a bruised eye and thighs, scratches all over her face and body. UK's girlfriend, Gina tells him that he should sincerely apologise to Anaïs for hurting her and being one of the main reason as to why she is no longer friends with Julie. He agrees to reach out to Anaïs. Even though Julie got beat up, Woo stillnthinks he has the last laugh.

Do you think Woo's apology was genuine? Do you think Y/N should have ignored Woo? Did Sarah and Anaïs stoop low? Is Alina in the wrong or right? Did Julie deserve to get beaten up? Did Woo and Julie deserve to get their wedding ruined? Is Uneducatedkid girlfriend leading him in the right path?

Part 40 soon! 💕

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[seoulessnights]

cat lovers

“Here, have some more food!”

You hummed as you opened another can of cat food. This was your routine. On your way to work, you stopped by the corner hidden from most passerby’s sights that was home to a trio of tiny kittens. You stumbled upon them one day when you were walking to work absent-mindedly. Even though you had cats of your own to take care of at home, you couldn’t bear to ignore the three tiny creatures that were squirming around, looking up at you with their innocent, unknowing eyes. When the mother didn’t show up after a couple of days, you decided that at the very least that you could provide them with some food. So that’s how this daily routine of yours started.

“I’ll be back after work, guys! Be safe!”

You crouched down and gently pet the orange kitten who let out a soft meow in return. 

*

You rubbed your head as you left your office building. The cold air hit you almost immediately, with your exhaustion following close behind. Ever since your company laid off some of your coworkers this month, your work load has exponentially increased, along with your exhaustion and your boss’ dissatisfaction with your work quality. This is not humane. You thought to yourself, as you plugged your earbuds in and walked towards the direction of the cats, eager to fill your thoughts with something other than work.

As you approached your cat corner and pulled out the usual cans of cat food from your bag, however, you realized someone had already beat you to it. 

The stranger had a beanie that was riding low over his eyes. Your eyes, however, immediately went to the multitude of tattoos that covered his neck and arm. You paused before slowly taking a step back. Whoever this guy was, he intimidated you, and you wanted nothing more than to leave the spot quietly before he noticed you were standing there.

“Tiger! Ginger! Pepper! Come on, let’s eat!” Oblivious to your presence and the negative thoughts you were harboring towards him, the tattooed cat-daddy called out in a surprisingly deep, but warm voice. And you couldn’t help but let out a small laugh right then, when you realized that this tattooed man had named all the cats. Even you hadn’t gotten to that level with them yet.

Hearing your laugh, the cat-father turned around and locked eyes with you. 

You gulped.

“I..I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

“Do you feed them too?”

The stranger asked, brushing off the apology you had just offered, and instead, eyeing the cans of food you were holding onto.

“Oh. Yeah. I try to on my way to work.”

You confess sheepishly. The guy smiles back without meeting your eyes.

“I’m Wonjae. I do too. Also feed the cats, I mean.”

Embarrassed by the poorly worded sentence he just let out, Wonjae distractedly readjusted his beanie on his head.

“I’m Y/N.” You replied. Maybe this guy wasn’t as scary as he initially seemed, you thought, as you watched him nervously shift his weight. A long pause followed, the meowing of the tiny kittens the only sounds filling the space.

“Do you have cats at home?”

You asked, eager to fill the hanging silence.

“Yeah I have three cats! Want to see?”

Wonjae’s eyes suddenly lit up at the mention of his cats, as he excitedly pulled his phone out of his coat pocket to show you pictures. He proudly introduced you to Namu, Ami, and Tabul, which you had to admit, were so cute. Soon, you were pulling out your own phone to show him photos of your cats, and before you knew it, the two of you had been oohing and aahing over your respective cats for over twenty minutes, until one of the kittens, presumably the one Wonjae named Ginger, judging by his orange coat, meowed loudly and rubbed his head against your leg, as if asking for attention.

“Looks like Ginger really likes you.” Wonjae chuckled. You knew it. Wonjae had named the cats based on their coat colors after all. You laughed back. You thought the way he named and called the cats so lovingly was so unexpected and endearing.

“Well, it’s getting dark…” After a while of petting the kittens, you stood up. Your legs were sore from squatting to meet the kittens’ height. You suddenly realized how tired you felt, and your exhaustion from work washed over you once again. But a part of you also didn’t want to part ways with Wonjae like this.

“Would you like to come meet my cats some day?”  As if reading your thoughts, Wonjae quietly asked, briefly meeting your eyes before turning his gaze towards the cats again. What an oddly perfect question that he was posing. 

“Yes, I would love that.” You replied, smiling sheepishly. You seemed to have caught his shyness as well, your cheeks flushing a bright coral.

“Then it’s a date.” Wonjae confirmed, as he tried to hide a smile. You nodded, as you tried to hide yours. A date.

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Author’s note: It’s been a while since my last scenario upload! I promise I am getting & reading all the requests that are coming in - I’m just trying to find the time and motivation to actually sit down and write them. As always, thanks so much for reading!

[ilove-bloo]

[12:21PM] feeling you shuffling in his arms, wonjae squinted open his eyes to see you waking up. he groaned as he felt you try to get out of his hold. feeling this, he wrapped his arms around you tighter, pulling you closer to him.

“where are you going?” he mumbled into your hair. “i’m trying to get up, we’ve been in bed for almost half the day,” you replied back. loosening his grip slightly, he opened his eyes fully to see yours.

a pout come onto his face, “can we just stay in bed all day jagi,” he whined. you wanted to laugh at how clingy he was acting, but instead you picked up your hand to comb throught his messy bed head. feeling your fingers running through his hair felt like pure bliss, he didn’t want the moment to end.

“you want to just relax today?” you asked, your hand moving down to his cheek. he nodded silently, leaning into your touch. “i just want to spend time with you, i’ve been missing you for so long,” he whispered. you softened at his words, you too have missed wonjae from his long tour. it wouldn’t hurt to spend one day doing nothing.

“alright, let’s be lazy today,” you said, seeing the smile that appeared on wonjae’s face made your heart feel full. kissing your forehead in agreement, your bodies both relaxed, relishing in the comfort of each other.

[dothathang]

cutest boys 💗

[ukiyoexo]

Comfort Blanket.

GRAY fluff

A/N: Another KHH fic whoop whoop, this time with the lovely GRAY. You know every time I listen to Drive all I can think is “GRAY SEXY ENGLISH TIME” sorry I just thought you’d like to know that.

Pairing: GRAY [Seonghwa] aka the KHH heartthrob x Reader

Company: AOMG

Genre: Fluff with sorta angst but not really

Warnings: Anxiety and kinda a panic attack.

Prompt > “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.” With Gray

It was expected. The paparazzi swarming you. The bright flashing lights. The persistent yells and your husband’s name. It was all expected yet it still didn’t stop your chest from tightening. It didn’t stop the panicking feeling rising, a nervous sweat forming on your forehead as your heart thumped in your chest, tears pricking your eyes.

You tried to calm yourself, you tried your best to steady your breathing. You kept on telling yourself all you had to do was get past security and you would be safe, you could get on you flight and get home. Everything would be ok - but that didn’t matter because right now, things weren’t ok.

Seonghwa’s bodyguards huddled around you as you shuffled through the airport, they tried their best to look after you but it didn’t matter when you only comfort blanket had vanished out of your sight. You swore that Seonghwa was in front of, you had watched him as he carried your sleeping daughter, they were there just before but they had vanished. And despite the masses of people around you, without them in front of you, you felt overwhelmingly alone.

You didn’t want to cry but as the first tear dripped down your cheek, it was like it had opened all the floodgates. Social situations were never your thing so being surrounded by flashing cameras did more than just stress you out. As you raised your hand to wipe your wet cheek, that’s when you finally felt the reassuring grip you had been searching for finally wrap around your wrist. Within moments you had been ushered into a small side room, away from the preying eyes.

“Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.” Seonghwa’s voice was like a soft lullaby in your ears, his warm body pulling you into a tight hug. “I’m here Y/N.” He kisses the top of your forehead.

“W-where’s Y/D/N?” You once again felt the stress knot itself in your stomach, only unravelling when your husband signalled to the corner of the room where your daughter was making her way through a colouring book. “I-I’m so-sorry.” Your breath was shaky.

“You don’t have to be sorry babe. As long as you are ok, that’s all that matters yeah?” Seonghwa pulled away from you slightly so that he could look into your bloodshot eyes. A sympathetic look on his face. “I love you Y/N.” He nodded at you comfortingly.

“I love you too.” You finally managed to crack a smile.

You, Seonghwa and your daughter stayed in that room for a while, calming your nerves before once again facing the cluster of paparazzi. This time your husband’s hand never once leaving yours.

[munchinthemoon]

imagine wonjae comes to see you in your city and you are going to pick him up at the airport and he looks like this.

credit to the owner ♡

[lastarabesque]

smoker: 2/2 (final)

part one

a kid milli scenario where you want him to stop smoking but he’s that hard headed bastard

he loves you though

[write-this-way-please]

Everything About You

Everything About You [Loving Wonjae is always a good time]

You smiled seeing Wonjae practicing his rap in front of the mirror. He’d been a little nervous for the bigger stages. You knew how some of the comments had gotten to him about his intense gestures and he’d been trying to work on it.

Smiling you crawled onto the bed, blocking him from looking at the mirror. “What are you doing?” he smiled seeing you look intensely at him.

“Helping” you grinned placing your hands on his knees.

“By stopping me from practicing?” he quirked a brow.

“No.” you huffed. “You’re practicing for being on stage right? Well on stage you’re looking at people not yourself. So practice by looking at me.” you tilted his chin to look at you.

Seeing that you were pretty adamant about it, he attempted to continue rapping but ended up tripping over his words seeing your bright smiling expectant face. “I can take this seriously” he gave your head a pat.

“Wha-why?”

“This is ridiculous. You don’t make me nervous” he shook his head playfully.

“I can”

“You’re the one person I’m the most comfortable with. You’d never make me nervous.”

“Oh no?” you bit your lip and leaned closer to him. “How about now?” eyeing him with a sultry look.

He swallowed, following his gaze to your lips, trailing a bit lower. “Um-I…” he paused watching as your hand creeped up his thigh.

“Go ahead….rap” you watched as he tried to tear his eyes away from you and think of his lyrics. Seeing him struggle you smiled starting the beginning of his rap that you’d come to memorize over the last few days. His words fell in sync with your own as he continued his rap, his eyes boring into yours. There was this beautiful growing smile on his lips as he completed each bar without fail.

There was something softer about his approach. His usual style saved for the stage as he painted this poetic picture for you. Only toward the end of his verse did he falter, when your fingertips subconsciously started moving over his thigh.

“Yah…” he laughed, shyly smiling and sticking out tongue ever so slightly. “Why would you do tha-”

“I love that…” you whispered, nipping at his tongue, watching him hooded eyes.

He blushed watching you, almost taken aback by your actions. “What are you doing?” he licked his lips wondering if you’d do it again.

“You’re so cute when you do that thing…” you smiled cupping his face. “Do it again~”

“Do what?” he smiled as you poked his cheek.

“You know what.”

“Tell me” he pressed his forehead against yours.

“The tongue thing…” you whispered brushing your nose against his.

“It’s not on purpose.” he laughed cupping your face.

“I still love it…”

He looked down, hoping to hide the rising blush on his cheeks. You knew you were making him shy, but he really had no idea just how attractive he was. You honestly could just stare at him all day. “Wonjae-ah…” you whispered his name, pushing his beanie off of his head and leaning in closer to him.

“Wha-what are you doing?” he stammered catching you by your waist as you pinned him down.

“I just...really love you” you smiled, pulling him into a deep kiss.

He smiled into the kiss, his thumb running against your jaw. He had this habit of peppering you with small pecks when he tried to pull away. His hands moving into your hair as he finally broke the kiss, but he longed for you again. “I really don’t get why.”

“I love how warm you are…” you pecked his cheek. “I love how your hand perfectly fits in mine.” you slipped your fingers between his, before pressing your lips against his hand.”I love how you’re always afraid to kiss me first.”

“I am not” he huffed.

“Oh you’re not?” you moved in closer to him, your lips hovering over his, smirking when he didn’t lean it.

“I just don’t like kissing you first because…” he whispered against the corner of your mouth. “Then I can’t watch your face when you kiss me…”

“Shut up” you blushed burying your face in his chest.

“I love you too Jagi…” he chuckled

END

Just a short Wonjae for you guys <3 If you liked it let me know~

[wowiekid]

Whatever....

           umm Idk I just got random inspiration cause I love my boo so here it goes another try I guess. OH and by the way thank y’all for the support on my last trash ass piece

Summary: You and Wonjae were friends that go to the same college. Imagine your surprise when your cutely awkward emo friend wants to truly take a chance to further his career by joining SMTM and he wants your support in it. 

MASTERLIST

         FUCK!! IM HELLA LATE

  I gather my things from where I’d been seated for god knows how long and rush off to the cafe not too far away. I get there and see him sitting in the corner with his back to the door looking around probably for me. As always he looks pretty nervous waiting all by himself so I try to make it over to him as quickly as possible. “So what news is so tragic that you had to tell me in public,” I say into his eye, startling him. 

  “I’m gonna take your advice”, Wonjae says while looking down at the table. I tilt my head in confusion. “Boi I’m always giving you the advice you gotta be more specific”. He chuckled and pulled his beanie down lower.

“I’m going to audition”

“Audition?? Where?”

“On show me the money 6”

  “ YOU'RE GOING TO SHOW ME THE MONEY 6”, I yelled as I stood and slammed my hands on the table. He laughed at me over exaggerating but I just couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My shy little Wonjae is finally going to showcase his talent and comfort others the way he has comforted me with his music. I walked over to his side of the table and crushed him in a hug while rocking us violently back and forth. “YOU’RE REALLY GOING OH MY GOSH AHHHHHHH I LOVE YOU”, he chuckled at my foolishness but I just felt so proud. 

“This is what you call character development. You’re going from never having anyone other than your friends hear you rap to being on TV. I feel like a proud mom”, I say wiping away a fake tear. He pushes me off of him and looks around to see if anyone was staring at the commotion ( I must say there were more than a few but I can’t blame them). “You haven’t even let me say what I called you here to ask you”

        “THERE’S MORE. Oh just kill me why don’t you”

“I want you to come with me. Not to like compete or anything I just want you there with me. You’re the reason I’m getting into this anyway so why shouldn’t my number one fangirl be there”, Wonjae said staring deep into my eyes. This moment was a lot more intimate than I’d like to admit, not just because I had a crush on Wonjae but because he never really tells me what he wants. He just lets me kinda lead the friendship and he goes along with what I say. Knowing that he wants me there on the big day honestly makes my heart flutter. I look down timidly and mutter out a soft “of course” while trying to get my heart rate under control. We spend the rest of our time there brainstorming what he should rap about and how he would prepare for his audition. We also caught up on what we’ve been up to even tho we see each other pretty often school still has us busy enough to not see each other for a minute. I just can’t wait for the audition. I decided while we were talking that if Wonjae made past the second round that I would tell him my true feelings. I really hope he makes it through.........

This short but oh well what can you do 

I’ll probably make a part 2 at some point and I’ll make a master list cause I wanna *shrug*

[strawb3rryw00]

love language ♡ woo wonjae x female reader

warnings -> none <3

synopsis -> woo’s way of showing he loves y/n

fluff

~♡~

Wonjae wasnt a man of many words, everyone knew that. Most of the time when he did speak it was a short and sweet. The most anyone heard him talk was when he was writing lyrics and speaking about his music. But with you, he never stopped talking.

If he was away at the studio he’d make sure he spent at least two hours on the phone with you while taking a break. If he came home late, which was most nights, he’d make an effort to clean the apartment so you didn’t have to the next day. Or he’d cook some food for you to bring to work for lunch. If you fell asleep waiting on him, he’d turn on the air purifier so your nose wouldn’t get stuffy since you would always forget. It was the little, simple things he did that made being away for awhile worth it for you.

He would do anything for you. Wonjae was so appreciative of how you impacted his life just by existing. He felt 100% himself around you, he could say and do whatever he wanted and you never judged him for a single minute. You were patient and supportive of his work. You’d try to wait for him through the night, you’d surprise him on your lunch break if you were working. You’d pick up his studio while he was busy recording. You always did his laundry to make sure he had clean clothes because that was the one thing he hated doing.

Today marks a year you have been together. You took off work to make sure you were home and ready for him when he arrived, no matter what time it was. You cleaned the shared apartment spotless, the ingredients for his favorite meal placed by the stove. You were dressed comfortably in baggy clothes but you wore his favorite scent on you. You made sure to have rented the new movie he wanted to watch, the play button just waiting to be pressed.

You played his new album the whole day, dancing along with the three cats in anticipation. You couldn’t stand still the whole day, youre just so excited to spend this time with him and give him the gift youve waited months to surprise him with.

You looked at the time on the stove, smiling as it struck midnight, knowing it wouldn’t be long before he was home. You finally managed to sit still, laying on the couch and petting the cats to pass time.

About an hour later the front door beeps, signaling that the code is being typed in. You spring up from your seat on the couch, leaning over the pack to peer into the walk way. You manage to catch a glimpse of Wonjae who holds a very large gift bag in his hands.

“Baby?” he calls out, soft enough to not wake you if you were sleeping but loud enough to be heard inside. You take that as your cue to jump off the back of the couch and run to him. His eyes light up when he sees you and he engulfs you in a hug, holding you with one arm under your bottom as you wrap your legs around his waist.

He walks towards the living room, his gift bag still in hand as you place a kiss on his cheek. “You waited up?” he questions, smiling at you with gentle eyes. He gives you a soft kiss and sets the present on the coffee table of the living room. He plops down on the couch, still holding you in his arms.

“Of course I did.” You say, now straddling his waist. He grins, sliding his hands up the back of your hood and pressing you closer to him so he can bury his face in your chest. “Youre wearing my favorite,” He inhales your scent.

“It’s our one year, I had to.” You play with the little hairs at the back of his neck.

“Speaking of,” He starts, gently pushing you off his lap so he can grab the gift bag. You immediately rush to grab his present you stashed away, the bag being even larger than his.

His eyes widen, watching as you set the bag down at his feet. “What is it?” he questions, handing you your gift.

“Open it first,” You grin expectantly, waving your hands for him to hurry.

He pulls out a large box, giggling at the unicorn gift wrap. “It’s all we had,” You say, your excitement getting the best of you as you begin to rip off the wrapping paper to reveal his gift.

His jaw drops, eyes finding yours immediately. “Baby,” Wonjae begins, seeming to be at a loss for words. Your grin widens.

You got him a new soundboard and mixer, the best one in the game. Not to mention you had it customized just for your lover. “Open it, it gets better.” You tell him, watching as he opens the box to reveal the better part of the surprise.

“Get the fuck out,” He gasps, wiggling his legs in excitement as he looks at the board. It’s a big board so there was a lot of customization room. The board itself is a matte black, as smooth as can be. On the pads, where he can press certain buttons to create different beats as well as record his own sounds for each button, was customized with his most prized album. The full picture is the cover of his Black Out album. The rest is color coded to match the black and white. “Isn’t it cool?” You giggle.

Wonjae still seems at a lost for words as he sets his gift to the side and leans over to give you a dramatic peck on the lips. “It’s amazing baby, thank you.” he stutters, looking back at his gift.

“Now open yours.”

You obey his words, ripping the tissue paper out of the bag and pulling out a decent sized box. Upon opening it youre revealed wjth a few different items of clothing. There’s a sundress, a few pairs of jean shorts, some graphic t-shirt’s with the rips in them, and the pair of sandals you were looking at online just a few days ago. All the items are cute, definitely suited to your taste and comfort. Yet you still find yourself looking up at Wonjae in confusion.

“Thank you baby,” You began. “But it’s winter time?” you tilt your head at him, watching as his smile grows wider.

“But it’s still warm in Hawaii.” Wonjae snickers.

Your eyes widen. “are we going to hawaii?”

“Yea, we leave tomorrow.”

You scream, jumping over to hug your lover. You’ve always wanted to experience hawaii, but never had the chance nor money to go.

“I wanted to make sure you had the perfect clothes for it.” Wonjae grins, pulling you close and placing a gentle kiss on your cheek.

Wonjae always listens and observes. You mentioned once how you always wanted to go to Hawaii the first time you both had met, snd he remembered. The items he got you had been clothes you’ve added to your online cart but never bought or looked at with interest in the store yet put them back. He’d paid attention each time and made sure you’d love them.

“I can’t believe we’re going to hawaii.” You jump excitedly, rushing to your shared bedroom to prepare to pack.

Wonjae is close behind you, matching your giddy nature. “I’ve been hiding it for a month.” He says, following your lead with packing.

“You’re the best,” You say, grabbing his soft hands and looking at him. Wonjae’s eyes meet yours, his precious smile tugging at his lips.

“I’d learn to walk across water if you asked me to, i love you more than anything.” Wonjae leans down and captures your lips in a kiss, his arms wrapping around your torso to pull you closer.

Your hands slide up to cup his face in your hands, smiling into the kiss. You’d never felt more happy with someone than you do with Wonjae. He’s your other half. He knows you like no other, and he’d truly run to the ends of the earth until his feet went raw to make sure you were happy.

“Oh I also forgot to mention we’re going to Disney Land while we’re there.”

“You’re fucking joking?”

“No seriously, we’re going to be living luxury next to Donald Duck.”

~♡~

omg i hoped u like it. i got inspired to finish it for @alive-because-suicide-is-a-sin so i hope u enjoyed <3333333

[awhjihoon]

KHH/KRNB/KPOP OC

I really wanna start a KPop or KHH krnb Oc