#wonjae scenarios

[snowlaxys]

this is the cutest thing i've read in a while. and i'm glad to find some wonjae content too. great story, dear author! thanks for sharing 💕💞

Late Night ♡ woo wonjae x female reader

warnings -> swearing

synopsis -> y/n works hard in her studio day and night and begins to worry her boyfriend who works right next door.

fluff and some suggestive shit.

also there’s a little bit of jay park x reader in here too

~♡~

4:25 am.

You let out a long sigh, slamming your computer shut after listening to your track. You had recently joined AOMG as their youngest member. You were a prodigy, having only been rapping for a year when Jay saw you performing at a small show just two years ago. No one in the company had a doubt in your skill, all of them praising you highly on the single you released after joining.

But you were a perfectionist. And you were determined to prove to everyone that your talent was undeniable. You were labeled as the hidden ace of AOMG by a magazine company after a special performance at one of Simon D’s concerts.

Your lyrical abilities and flow were unmatched by most artists in the game. You had a unique musical and physical style which caused you to have a large fan base, doubling in size when AOMG confirmed your relationship with Woo Wonjae, another artist under the label.

You were featured on his album, his fans becoming yours after hearing your talent paired with his.

But that only made you put more pressure on yourself.

You’ve locked yourself in your studio for days on end. Wanting to get your first full length album utterly perfect for your fans, the company, and yourself. You’ve gone days without sleeping or eating, earning the worry of your label mates.

Just three hours ago Jay was in your space lecturing you. He made sure to take care of every artist under him, checking up on them despite his busy schedule. While having two companies and multiple rappers and vocalists under his labels, you were the one he was always most worried about.

“Y/N man,” He spoke to you casually in english. “I love your drive and effort, but you need to go home sometime tonight.”

You frowned, pausing your song you had played. “But Jay,” You rolled up your sleeves and exposed your tattooed arms. “I’m just trying-“

“I know what you’re trying to do.” Jay cut you off, his tone a little harsh. He hated talking to you like that, but it’s what you needed. “Your friends? They snitch on you. Especially your little boy next door,” He referred to Wonjae, who was probably working away in his studio as well.

Since your boyfriend was also an artist, he understood your mindset and left you alone due to your request. Of course you guys still talked and spent time together, yet it was minimal during this time.

“I should not have to hear that you’re in here day and night. I gave you the full fucking luxury studio as a gift, thinking you’d take care of yourself. But youre basically living here. The shower is for occasional late nights y/n,” Jay furrowed his eyebrows at you, standing up and sighing. “I’ll force you to move to a smaller one, don’t think I wont.”

Jay opened his arms for you to stand up and hug him, which you did. He held you tightly, resting his head on yours and sighing again. “You stress me out. I better hear that you’ve gone home by tomorrow afternoon.” He says sternly, pulling away and looking at you.

“And you better fucking eat babe,” He always spoke to you in a friendly manner but it was never flirty. He genuinely cared for you and the other artists. And it was normal for you both to use babe in a casual manner. Despite his lecturing and the wide age gap, you both were very good friends.

“I will,” You smiled at him, pulling your phone out to find something to order.

He exits your studio and you sigh, sitting down on the couch you added. Your studio felt more like home than your apartment. You decorated it as such, even adding a cat tower for when you have your feline roomie with you, which is usually always because you don’t like leaving the ginger cat alone all the time.

After he left you went back to working diligently. You had finished three songs in the five months you’ve been working on the album. You didn’t have an actual deadline but you knew your fans were waiting. You had several features you wanted on this album as well. Hoody has been waiting for you to finish your part of this song so she can add her magical vocals to it. But you hadn’t quite found what you were missing from it.

Your phone lit up, a message from Jay on it. ‘I have your location ma’am’ The message read, earning a laugh from you.

‘lol’ you respond, setting your phone back down. You look at your lock screen and smile. It’s a picture of you and Woo that a fan took of you both performing on stage together. It was the first time you performed with him after it being confirmed you both were dating. In the picture you’re rapping to the crowd, squatted down a little and Wonjae is looking at you with the happiest look plastered on his face.

At the thought of your lover you decide it’s time to take a break. You get up and stretch, hearing your back pop, slipping back on your slides. You tend to stay in your socks while working, it’s more comfortable to you.

You walk out the studio and next door, smiling as you read your boyfriends name on the door. You walk in without knocking, knowing he never minds.

He’s in the booth, rapping his verse to Kunst, who looks at you with tired eyes. You stand behind his chair, resting your hands on his shoulders and giving them a slight squeeze while listening to your boyfriend.

You could listen to him rap all day. His deep voice was so beautiful in your ears. “Are you about to leave?” Kunst asks you. “Jay told us to make sure you leave.”

You shake your head. “Not yet.” You say, earning a sigh from the taller male.

Wonjae exits the booth, his eyes lighting up when he sees you. “Ahh finally taking a break mm?” His arms wrap around your shoulders and pull you close. You inhale his scent, closing your eyes in comfort. He doesn’t let you go, and holds you while talking to his friend.

“Imma head out, you did good.” Kunst gets his things together and pats you on the head before wishing you both farewell and leaving.

Wonjae kisses the top of your head and yawns. “Let’s eat baby,” He says softly. You nod and slide your hands under his shirt and run your fingers along his back, his favorite thing.

“I missed you,” You say into his chest, still with your eyes closed. He chuckles, his hand resting on the back of your neck while his fingers play with the few pieces of hair that fall from your bun.

“I missed you too, you been busy huh?” He pulls away slightly to look down at you. You meet his eyes and give him a tired smile which he returns.

“Yea you could say that.” He laughs at your answer which is music to your ears.

Now having been in his arms you don’t want to return to your studio for the day. You really did miss him but work is very important to you.

Wonjae sits down in the chair his friend was occupying previously and pulls you into his lap. Your legs hang over one arm while your back rests against the other. You lean into him, his arms sliding around you once more and pulling you closer. You tuck your head into his neck and relax to the sound of his deep breaths.

“It’s almost 6 am,” Wonjae hums, his fingers tracing the outlines of the tattoos on your exposed arm. “I’m tired.” He sighs. You know he’s hinting that you guys should leave, especially after Jay having said something.

“Me too,” You admit, placing a gentle kiss on his jaw and yawning. “Let’s go.” You add, reluctantly leaving his lap.

He stares at you a little shocked. “You’re finally listening huh? I’m impressed.” He stands up as well, laughing when you hit his arm.

“Go get your things jagi,” He waves you off.

After getting your things and your kitty, you lock up your studio and meet by his while he locks up as well. He smiles at you, sliding his bag on his shoulders and wrapping his arm around your shoulders while you both make your way to the parking garage.

“Let’s go get some early food and then go to my place yea?” Wonjae offers, guiding you to his car. “Ron can come with us and play with my babies,” He refers to your cat that you named after the ginger wizard.

You nod, getting in the passenger seat in his car and setting Ron on your lap. You inhale the comforting smell of his car, not having been in his car nor outside for a week now.

Wonjae drives down the empty road to a restaurant near his apartment that’s open early on weekdays. His hand rests just above your knee, his index finger reaching out to pet the cat on your lap. “No work talk today.” He says, looking at you as he parks. “You’re taking a break.” You smile, loving how he already knows how you are.

After you fill your stomachs, you’re on the way to his home. Even more tired now that you’ve ate. Once parked, he grabs his bag as well as yours and leads you into the building and up to his apartment. Unlocking the door, he rests his hand on your back to usher you in where you set Ron down while slipping your feet out of your shoes.

Ron immediately mingles with Wonjae’s three cats who make their way over to the two of you, the four of them following you to Wonjae’s room.

“Do you want to shower with me?” Wonjae asks softly, cupping your cheek into his hand and rubbing the pad of his thumb along the bone. You lean into his touch, kissing his palm. “Yes please.”

“Okay, I’ll go start it.” He rushes to the bathroom and you hear the water being started. You undress yourself, throwing the clothes in the basket he has in the corner of his room. Once you’re completely stripped you push open the bathroom door where you see Wonjae beginning to take off his clothes as well.

After sliding off his shirt he looks at you and smirks. “Mmm,” He hums, pulling you closer to him by your hips. “I missed looking at this.” He leans down and places a kiss on your neck, licking a stripe to your ear and flicking your lobe with the tip of his tongue. It sends a shiver down your spine, your eyes closing in bliss.

He knows your body like the back of his hand, he cherishes every piece of you. He looks at you, smiling. “I’ll fuck you later,” He kisses your lips, lingering for a moment before pulling away.

He finishes undressing and you both get into the shower. He hugs you under the warm water much like he did while you were in his studio but this time it’s much more intimate due to the skin to skin contact. Your breasts press against him, head tucked into his neck. The warm water cascades down your body, causing you to grow tired.

After you both wash up, you find yourself clad in his hoodie and sweats that are just a little big. Wonjae waits for you on the bed, the four cats finding their way to join him. He lays on his back, scrolling through his phone.

You crawl into the bed, snuggling into his side with your head resting on his shoulder. He immediately puts his phone down and rolls over on his side to wrap his arms around you too pull you closer. You feel him breathing in your scent, his legs pushing to get in between yours.

“Jay isn’t letting you back into the studio until tomorrow and I’m forcing you to lay with me all day .” Wonjae mumbles.

You laugh a little, feeling grateful to have such caring people in your life. “Your album can wait for a day. I’ve missed you.” He adds, pulling you even closer to him.

You both fall silent, your eyes closing. You’ve never felt more content and comfortable than how you do now. You feel one of the cats snuggle into your back and purr against you.

“Wonjae,” You began, earning a hum from the half asleep man. “I love you,”

His hand slides under your shirt and gently scratches your back. “I love you.” He says, resting his hand on the small of your back.

You find yourself slowly falling asleep. You know you’re going to be asleep for the whole day and you’re honestly looking forward to it. Especially with Wonjae and the cats.

He’s right, your album can wait.

~♡~

lol i had to write another for wonjae. it’s so hard for me to find fics for him so i jus been writing my own.

[zenuloo]

Can you write a medium to long, friends to lovers ff about woo wonjae 🎀🎀🎀🎀

can't believe you're making me do this...

anyways, im staying true to my bio LOL so yes. its kind of rushed but uhhhhhhhh I hope its ok. it's more were-friends-but-i-dont-want-to-be to almost-lovers than friends to lovers I hope u don't mind..... I can write a part 2 if u want me to js lmk. ok I'll shut up now here u go. also im tagging u for SHAME @therealbobbyshloby

(1k words)

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The semester was ending and so was my patience. 

I still remember my first day. It had been a tiring day, the only physical outstand of my want to continue with it being a five-foot-eleven, blonde, basketball buff sitting at the desk in front of mine. I had never spoken to him, never even exchanged glances with him, but nothing stopped me from filling my boredom with scenarios of our future meeting.

‘You’re smiling at him again.’ Wonjae whispered from beside me, just below the volume that no one else would hear. I felt his gaze pressen against the side of my face and only hoped in a twist of reality that he would give up and turn away. But he remained unmoving, an irritation. Like always, he would try to speak to me, and like always, I had no desire to answer.

Wonjae was the only friend acquaintance I had made at college, though I didn't speak to him often, it was trusting to know he was there, despite his own large circle in which I had no interest in ever becoming a part of. And so, everytime he would try to indulge in conversation with me, I would murmur an uninterested response in hopes that he would leave me alone.

‘Shh.’ I couldn’t look at him. Not like this, not when I didn't know why he was yet again interfering with my longing at the man sat in front of me in class, the man he somehow knew I would do anything for a chance to speak to. And so I said nothing, only listened as he chuckled at my irritance and returned his attention back to the professor. 

When class was over, he followed me in confidence. We weren’t close enough to be together alone, yet I felt somehow comfortable in his unwanted presence.  As we were walking, I felt his eyes linger on me once more. Although, this time, I felt the need to know why.

I stopped walking. As did he.

‘What’s going on?’ I asked, warily.

His eyebrow quirked at my question. ‘In life, or…’ 

I'm not doing this, I told myself in reassurance, but my own mind betrayed me. I shut my eyes in an intake of breath and allowed myself a moment to calm before responding, but it did no help for my growing frustration. I dead-panned. ‘Yes, in life. I’d love to know about your life, Wonjae. I think it’d be really interesting for me to stand here and listen to you talk about your life for like an hour and then maybe we could go to a cafe and you talk about your life some more.’ 

The smile that rose to his lips was shortly replaced with a vacant look of displeasure.

 ‘You’re funny.’ He said, reproducing my sarcasm. ‘But seriously, what do you mean, what's going on?’  His eyes searched mine like floodlights, scanning for my answer between my features. I kept them stone, unmoving. I couldn't believe his naivety to question my question.

‘With you! You’re being… weird.’

‘Weird? By talking to you?’ He laughed again and the sound made my stomach sick as if it knew he was mocking me. ‘Is there something so wrong about wanting to be your friend?’

I felt stupid. ‘No.’ 

‘Then good. I’ll see you in tomorrow's class.’

The ignorance I had given to the pure innocence in his sudden closeness made me feel small, unworthy of his attention. He just wanted to be my friend. Yet something sinister still felt like it was bubbling below his intentions and I felt an urge to figure him out. An urge to understand why he kept trying to talk to me, why wanted to be my friend.

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I spent the night scrolling mindlessly on my phone, photo after photo of students I hadn’t wished to learn the name of flashing up on the screen. My mind stilled when I laid my eyes upon a familiar trail of black thorns, cascading up the neck of a man whose face I had never truly studied before, despite my knowing him. He wasn’t as smug behind camera, wasn’t as teasing or intimidating when caught in still motion; I didn't feel the looming chaos that he could expose my crush at any moment, ridicule me for all my flaws. He was just a guy, uninvolved yet present. 

My heart subsided when I noticed the arm of the man beside him.

My class crush. 

They were friends.

My fingers stilled above the screen, sending pangs of indescribable shame to course through my body and send shocks that dulled my former attraction to him to substitute themselves for embarrassment. Wonjae would have told him. That's why he befriended me; to laugh about my crush with his friend.

Leaping to my feet, rage enveloped me. It was an emotion I had never felt before, humiliation; an emotion I had never allowed to form beneath the depth of my brain, deep enough to drown. This was why I never spoke to him, this was why my unresolved disgust for Woo Wonjae had settled so elegantly within me. But nothing had saved what I was trying to protect, stolen from within me - shame, pity, embarrassment.

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‘Why didn’t you tell me?’

I met him outside, prior to our class. I had to know.

‘Didn’t know I had to… You sure like to ask me questions, sweetheart.’ He laughed.

I didn't know how to feel, I didn't know if I should be angry at him for not telling me, or angry at myself for not asking.

‘Don’t call me sweetheart.’

‘Why not? Wish I was him instead?’ His laugh reached his eyes, curling up and forming dimples in between his brows. 

No. I wanted to say. I just want to speak to you without the fear that you'll taunt me. Why I want to speak to you, is a mystery upon myself.

‘Why didn’t you sit with him on the first day? Why did you constantly irritate me when he was right there? You could have sat with him instead’, was what I really said, concealed to me that this would be exactly where the truth would lie, waiting, waiting, waiting.  

He shook his head. 

‘You really have no idea, do you?’

I could only stare back.

‘I don’t want you to look at him.’

‘What?’

‘Look at me.’

Look at me. 

[janevx]

i didn’t mean to scream that much| woo wonjae

woo wonaje x reader parents au 

Being mother and wife was one of the hardest things in your life. You, Woo y/n were wife of AOMG’s rapper - Wonjae and you were also mother of yours son - Jaemin. Life yours and Wonaje’s was good but not always. He does music, work on music and everyhting with music, when you were with your 7 year old son. He is sometimes that busy,  that he is outside about few days. He loves you and Jaemin, but also he loves music. Thats makes a lot of arguments between you two, but you always could deal with this.

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 You were lying down on couch watching some dramas on NETFLIX, when you heard your phone ringing. You didn’t know the phone number, but you answer the call.

“hello?”

��hello! mrs. woo? i’m lee minsoo, i’m teacher of your son. could you please come to shool as soon as possible?” your heart skipped a beat.

“why? did something happen? of course, i will.”

“i can’t explaint this trough phone. your son had some troubles and you need to pick him up and we need to talk with you mrs. woo.”

“i’m gonna be there in 10.”

 You were scared as hell. Jaemin was akways good child. He had never any problems at school or whatever. You really didn’t know what’s going on. You were alone at home, because Wonjae was at company making some music for his album, and you were only parent, who can come as soon as possible. Of course, you thought about inform your husband, but you said that it’s not time and you going to contact him later.

 You were at school few minutes later. You walked in and you were looking for  your son or teacher Lee. You finally found them at teacher’s room. Your son was sitting down on the chair next to another guy from his class.

“so, may i know what’s happend?”

“mrs. woo, your son had fight with his classmate kihyun. he punched kihyun’s face that hard that he fall. also, jaemin used a lot bad words towards him and towards mr. park. kihyun and his father decided to not inform police or something, but we have to give him punishment.”

 You were standing there in schock on your face. You couldn’t belive that your precious son did this to his classmate. Jaemin was sitting and looking at the ground. He didn’t dare to look into your eyes, because he knows that he dissaponits you so much. You nodded and came closer to your child.

“of course, thank you mr. seo.” you bowed “i’m really sorry about jaemin, he isn’t like this, i don’t know why he did this. but me with my husband take care about what he did. also, i agree with punishment in school.”

“i hope so.” mrs. lee nodded and came closer to desk. “i think he should help our charwomen in help about month. i think it’s be enough.”

“okay, we undestand.”

“also he is going to get reprehensible grade about this. you know mrs. woo that three grades like this and we will have to kick him out of the school.”

“yes, i know. i promise it’s never gonna happend again.”

“you are free. you can go.”

 Both of you get out of room. You couldn’t understand what’s happend and you really wanted to yell at him in front of all the kids in school, parents and teachers, but you choose that the best is calm talk inside the car. Jaemin didn’t say a single word, because he was scared. He knew that he will get punishment for any mobiles and that his father would yell at him in the house.

 You sat and Jaemin followed.

“so, can you explain this to me or you ain’t gonna say anything, son?”

“mom, i don’t know.” he pouted “kihyun was just really rude to me, so i punched him. i shouldn’t but he start this off.”

“okay, but you shouldn’t fuckin punch him! you should goes to teacher and told about this, not fight him. you know what will happend when your father find out? he gonna beat your fuckin ass.”

“i know mom, i deserved this. i’m really sorry.”

“oh, jaemin. i hope he ain’t gonna be too angry when he come back.”

 you doesn’t usually yell at your son, but in situations like this you have to be strict. jaemin went to his room, and you were waiting in living room to your husband. wonaje should be in home about one hour, so you decided to make a dinner for all of you.

 you were about to final, when the door open. you checked out who is it, and it was wonjae. without smile. without any emotions. only his strict face. he was a little bit confussed, because his son didn’t greet him as always.

“is jaemin out of the house? or at extra lessons?”

“he is at his room.” he looked really curious and confussed.

“did something happend? you doesn’t look really happy, rather mad. and i’m usually only one in this home, who is mad or sad. so?”

“our dear son punched in the face kihyun. his classmate. thanks god, that his father let’s go of this, because it’s only kids and he don’t have time to police.”

 face wonjae turned into red, when he heard what you did say.

“my son? JAEMIN! come here!”

 your husband also know, that jaemin isn’t the type of child who could punch someone. you wanted found out what’s happend, but you choose to talk with wonjae by your side.

“yes dad?”

“come sit here.” he patted place next to him “what the hell happend and what the fuck did you did?”

“i punched kihyun.” he said that quetly that you barely understood.

 both of your hearts break into pieces, when you saw his face. tears in his eyes and sad look.

“but can you explain me why? because, damn i don’t know why.”

“ey, wonjae calm down.”

“kihyun was talking really mean things about me and dad and you mommy. he was really rude and said that we are broke and we are stupid. he also used some curses. that’s why, but mrs. lee or mr.park didn’t listen to me, when i was trying to explain.”

 tears fell down from his eyes. your heart hurt when you saw this, when you hug him really thight. you pulled his head to your chest, trynig to comfort him and calm him down. wonjae now was furious. not at your son. not a you. not at this kids, of course he was fuckin mad at this piece of shit, but he was the most mad at teachers, who doesn’t care about jaemin’s point of view. you were looking at his face and you could tell that he could easily destroy something.

“in the morning i’m going to school with jaemin. what a jerks didn’t want to listen to my kid. this little shit start off and curse at us, and they didn’t do anything?! did they have any fuckin idea, who am i|?”

“wonjae, calm down and we should apologize to jaemin about screaming.”

“i’m sorry jaemin, i didn’t mean to scream that much.” wonjae pressed light kiss to your son’s forehead.

“i’m sorry too.” you looked into his eyes. “we love you and we always gonna listen to you no matter what. you can also trust us, because everyhting we do is for your good, got it bunny?”

“or we can beat some asses, if it’s needed. you know jaemin, me with uncles aren’t weak.”

“damn, wonjae!”

“what?”

“he is still kid! we can’t talk to him like this!”

[lastarabesque]

first drabble for woo wonjae

send me requests, feedbacks, just anything

[honeybearloco]

― “...Twelve?!”

title → “...twelve?!”

pairing → woo wonjae x female reader.

synopsis → you were always a distant person, it had just been that way since you were a kid. wonjae wasn’t a big fan of how distant you were, which caused him to think the problem was him. 

word count → 1.5k.

a/n → i mention cheaper by the dozen in this...why?? because i just watched that movie recently and i still love it even though it’s not really even that good. this was supposed to be out yesterday but i couldn’t get it out in time. sorry about that !!!

“I have to go, I’ll see you tonight though,” You said gathering your things, and stuffing your phone into your bag. 

Wonjae opened his mouth to speak up but he was only met with your lips pressed against his for a quick second. You whispered a small, ‘I love you’ before walking out of the front door of your shared apartment. 

As you closed the door behind you, he sat on the sofa, letting out a loud sigh. This was the third time in the past two weeks you had canceled on him.

You always had something else to do, whether it be something relating to your career or plans that you friends have forced you into.

When Wonjae asked you to be his, you made him aware of how distant you were. You made sure to tell him how you barely have the time, but he didn’t care. He wanted you and you only.

Now he had truly seen what you had meant.

The only time you had spent with him was in the morning before you left for work or at night when you were already tired from work. 

He was sick of it! It had been forever since the two of you had time together. He couldn’t even recall the last date the two of you had gone on. The two of you had been together for three years!

Were you getting tired of him? Did you fall out of love? He couldn’t help but wonder what was going on with you. He loved you. You were his love, his heart, his soul, his everything. He believed you were the one. He didn’t even want to be without you. Just the thought of you no longer wanting him had saddened him.

Today was the last straw. You weren’t going to cancel again. You weren’t going to push him away again. You weren’t going to use any other excuse to get away from him. He pulled out his phone, going to his messages and clicking on your name, which was the first name to appear. It always had been. The pink heart next to your name in his phone, making a small smile appear on his face. 

‘My Everything💓’ He remembered that you had put the name in there and he changed his name in your phone to, ‘Wonjae💙’. Much to your dismay, you kept it because he liked it and if he liked it you didn’t want to change it.

He began typing, ‘We need to talk.’

Within a couple of seconds, you had seen the message. Those four words sent chills down your spine, your eyes widening slightly. You were aware of those words and their meanings. You had friends who had gone through similar situations, you had friends who were the ones sending the ‘We need to talk’ message, or as a few of your friends had called it, the WN Double T message.

After staring at your phone for a few seconds you began to type. 

‘Okay...what about? Is something wrong, Wonjae?’

He wasted no time in replying back. 

‘No, of course not. I just feel like we need to talk when you get home,’ He sent back.

Several thoughts filled your mind, none in which of them were good thoughts. 

From that point, you were worried about what would happen when you got home. Several scenarios playing out in your head, most of them ending in the two of you breaking up, which was what you had feared the most.

Your day being brought down from the very beginning of it, just awaiting your arrival home.

Several hours had passed and it was finally time to face the music. It was time to see him and “talk”. You stood in front of your apartment, the scenarios playing inside of your mind, believing Wonjae would be waiting for you as soon as you walked in. You unlocked the door, open it and step in, closing the door behind you.

You were met with Wonjae sitting on the sofa, watching something on the tv. You had sworn you seen his eyes were red.

He turned his head toward you and that’s when you had seen it. He was sad, his eyes were red and puffy. He had been crying.

The sad expression on his face hurt your heart, making your insides cave in on themselves. Before he could stand up and greet you, you rushed to his side, taking his face into your hands gently.

“Wonjae, are you okay? What’s wrong? Why are you crying? Why did you cry? Who did something to do you?” You said in a rush, wanting to know.

He sniffled lightly, “Do you love me?”

“What?”

“I said, do you love me? Do you still want to be with me? Do you still want to hold me at night? Do you still want to kiss and hug me? Do you even want to be here with me right now?!” He snapped.

You stared into his sad eyes, seeing much more than sadness behind them. There was anger, there was an annoyance.

“Wonjae, of course, I want all of those things, why...why would you say I don’t?” You questioned.

He stood up, moving away from your soft touch, not wanting to be swayed by you, “You’re so damn distant! You kiss me and tell me goodbye before I can even get my first words of the day out. You’ve canceled on me three times! THREE TIMES Y/N! I don’t even remember the last date we went on! You say you love me but it doesn’t seem like it at all!”

His words stung. They cut deep, deeper than any knife. You hadn’t even noticed he had felt this way. You opened your mouth to speak, only for no words to fall out. Your throat had dried, your mouth left agape.

“Now you have nothing to say?” He questioned, as he balled his fists. He let out a troubled sigh, turning his back to you, causing your heart to break even more than it has. He continued, “If you don’t want me anymore, I’ll just go. I can take a hint, Y/N.” 

He stepped away from you, causing you to jolt forward and grab his arm tightly. You spoke, “DON’T GO! IF YOU LEAVE I DON’T KNOW IF I WILL BE ABLE TO TAKE IT!” 

Hot tears began to stream down your cheeks, a sniffle leaving your lips. He looked over his shoulder, seeing your crying face. He hated when you cried. It always managed to break his heart.

“I do love you! I love you so much! I love you more than I love anything on the face of the earth. I’m so sorry I made you feel like I didn’t love you. I’m sorry that I made you cry, made you sad, canceled on you. Wonjae, you’re the only one for me,” You began, wiping your eyes and cheeks, freeing them of your salty tears, “I didn’t mean to make you feel like I don’t love you. You’re the love of my life. My everything, my heart, my soul. I’m just...” You trailed off. 

“You’re just what?!” He snapped. 

“I’m just distant!” You answered, “You know how I am. You know how I don’t like to be close. It’s just how I am. I don’t mean to be so distant. I guess...I never noticed distant I truly was from you. I’m so sorry. But please...please don’t―”

He pulled you into a tight hug, almost knocking the wind out of you. You gasped lightly before returning his hug, with the same amount of love, the same amount of passion. You rested your head on his chest, sniffling.

“Please, please don’t cry.”

“I can’t help it. You think I don’t love you when I do. You’re the only man for me. The one I want to be with forever, the one I want to marry, the one I want to be the father of my future children.”

“Children?” Wonjae repeated.

“Mhm, children.”

He let out a soft giggle, leaning down slightly press a kiss to the top of your head, giving you another tight squeeze, making you relax in his arms, “How many?”

You hummed lightly as if you were thinking, “Maybe two or three.”

“Oh thank god. I thought you were going to say seven or something.”

“What?! Seven?! Are you crazy?!” You laughed, “You think I want seven little versions of us running around?”

He shrugged his shoulders, “You’re really good with kids so I thought you possibly wanted a lot of kids.”

“I love kids, yes, but I am NEVER pushing seven kids out of this body! This is not Cheaper by the Dozen.”

He tilted his head to the side slightly, “Cheaper by the what?”

“You haven’t seen Cheaper by the Dozen?!” You pulled away with a look of shock on your face, “The movie where they have twelve kids!”

“THEY HAVE TWELVE KIDS?! TWELVE?!”

[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*

[h0neyanl-blog]

warmth ; woo wonjae!au | one

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⤷ summary: a busker meets a rapper, who’s fame is just getting started.

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in which a simple girl who’s completely in love with performing meets a boy who’s completely in love with her.

— social media!au

— warning: slight cursing

the first chap introduces y/n and christian’s friendship as well as a little sneak peak at the brainswords boys and i think it’s just so cute how christian’s such a softie for her :(

fun fact: wonjae, sunghwa, and hyuk woo were all in the same rap group during college and it was called brainswords

hope you guys enjoy!

and should i include questions at the end of these so we all can interact??

m.list

[khhunniewriting]

Christmas Morning

Christmas Special

Wonjae was freezing cold as he stepped outside to a quieter location to continue talking to you. “Is that better?” he asked.

“Yeah” you responded before switching your phone to speaker so you could continue to apply your makeup. 

“Sorry about all that but everyone’s really pumped up for the concert.” He stuck his free hand into the pocket of his jacket for warmth. It was his first holiday with a girlfriend yet here he was on Christmas Eve performing with the rest of AOMG.

“Honestly life just amazes me. We’ve been friends for years and spent every Christmas together but the year we finally confess our feelings to each other is the year we have to spend it apart.” You puffed out your cheeks feeling defeated. “I don’t even feel like going out.”

“You should go have fun with your friends Y/N.”

You couldn’t hide your disappointment from Wonjae yet he seemed so calm to the point where you became worried. Bad thoughts started to cloud your mind and made you think the worst. “Now that I think about it you were busy on your birthday too.”

Wonjae hummed in agreement. It was strange how life worked. 

“Wonjae-” you started but you couldn’t finish your sentence. It was beginning to feel like Wonjae was regretting the relationship already. 

“Yeah? Y/N are you there?” He thought the line had gotten cut off.

“I’m here” you licked your lips as they became dry. “Wonjae do you regret it?”

“Regret what?”

“Do you regret our relationship?”

Wonjae stopped his pacing as your question rang some alarms. “What are you talking about Y/N?”

Recalling the confession you made to him you remembered telling him that this could probably ruin your friendship if both of you didn’t feel the same way. You were beyond happy when it turned out he too had romantic feelings for you. But, what if he only said it because he didn’t want to lose you as a friend? It was suspicious how he had disappeared on his birthday and now this. “I feel like you are avoiding me. You’ve been very busy these last three weeks. For your birthday you went out with the guys and I understand they too want to celebrate with you but now you’re gone today.”

“Y/N I’m not trying to avoid you. I’m working, I can’t help it if there is a concert today-” Wonjae knew he should have probably asserted his feelings for you rather than explain why he was gone when you cut him off.

“That’s today but what about tomorrow? You said you will stay there until the following day because it’s too late to come back home but it seems like you’re just trying to stay away lately. If this was a mistake then say it, I’ll move on!” Your finger quickly pressed the red icon on the screen to end the call. 

“Y/N, Y/N!” Wonjae tried to stop you from hanging up but it was too late. He went back inside the building where he came face to face with Gray. 

“We were looking for you...” Gray trailed off as he saw Wonjae kept his gaze on his phone. “Something wrong?”

He shook his head, unable to speak because of the lump in his throat that was hard to swallow. He didn’t know how he was going to perform when his mind was somewhere else. 

You were breathing heavily as you sat there wondering how you suddenly got the courage to say all of those things. It was hard to imagine your life without Wonjae that’s why it hurt that he didn’t bother to take the doubts out of your mind. 

Hope washed over you when you heard the familiar chime of your phone. You smiled thinking Wonjae had sent you a text message saying he truly loved you but you were disappointed to see it was a message from your friend.

Friend: We’re here, come outside.

You dabbed your eyes with a tissue to avoid smearing your makeup and left to meet them downstairs. Partying wasn’t really your cup of tea but today you would allow yourself to have some fun so you could keep your mind off of Wonjae.

It was late when the concert finally finished. Wonjae was thankful to his bucket hat for hiding his emotions. He was worried the entire time knowing you were out there thinking he didn’t love you. The first thing that came to his mind was you moving on and trying to find someone else before he could explain everything to you. That’s why he decided to text you.

Wonjae: Y/N are you home? I want to talk with you. Is it okay for me to call?

Usually, you responded to his texts immediately. He knew this time wouldn’t be the same so he decided to wait a while. 

“Wonjae what are you up to?” Jay asked as he came into the dressing room followed by Gray. 

"I’m trying to contact my girlfriend. She usually texts back right away but if she’s mad I don’t think she will.”

“You should call instead of texting.” Gray was already informed of what happened to you two. He felt this would all go away if Wonjae just called you.

Wonjae took his advice and called you even when you hadn’t replied. The phone rang over and over but you didn’t answer. He was sent voicemail so he hung up. “She’s not picking up.”

“Maybe she didn’t hear it. You said she was going to a party with your friends. If she’s still there she might not hear her phone over the music.”

Wonjae shook his head. He knew you well and knew you would want to be home before everyone got drunk. You weren’t good at dealing with drunk people. “She’s usually home by now.” That’s when he decided to check for updates on you and saw a picture you had posted only minutes ago on Instagram.

It was a picture of you and five of your friends doing some very extra poses. Some of them had drinks in their hands and others already had flushed faces like they were drunk. Even you had slightly pink cheeks which lead him to believe you had been drinking. After checking your Instagram story Wonjae felt uneasy. It was late and you were still out there in that state. “Hyung, is it okay if I go now?”

“You’re going home now?” Jay asked. “It’s late, it will take you all night to get back.”

“I know but I have to go now.”

When Wonjae got back he went directly to you. He rang the doorbell even though he knew the code to your apartment. This way if you were still mad at him he would know because you wouldn’t open the door. 

The door opened revealing a half-naked woman that wasn’t you. “Can I help you?” she asked with a yawn at the end. 

Wonjae coughed as he looked away from her. He was startled to see another woman in his hoodie especially when he could see that was all she was wearing. “Is Y/N awake yet?” He knew it was very early and you might still be sleeping after being out so late.

“Y/N’s not here.”

“Who’s at the door?” Another girl came to the door. This one was wearing your Pikachu onesie that you loved and then he saw another walking across the room behind them wearing some other pajama set. He figured these were your friends that you went out with last night.

“Someone asking for Y/N.”

“Y/N left after bringing us here. We drank a bit much so my memory is a bit fuzzy but she didn’t sleep here. I think she said she was going to her boyfriend’s? But she doesn’t have a boyfriend right?” She looked back at the other girl who shrugged her shoulders.

“No, she said she was going to some guy’s house!” A voice from inside the house shouted. 

Wonjae didn’t bother excusing himself and just ran down the stairs. He had to get home and see if you were there. His heartbeat fastened as he thought of you possibly not being there and having gone to another guy’s house instead.

His home wasn’t far from yours. He got there quickly and ran straight to the bedroom where he found you fast asleep. He sighed and leaned against the wall for support as he felt overwhelmed by what he felt moments ago.

You woke up when you heard his back hit the wall. “Wonjae what are you doing here?” Your eyes widened as you sat up and looked for your phone. “Did I sleep for a whole day! Did Christmas pass?!”

Wonjae laughed at your reaction. “No, it’s Christmas morning.” The corner of his lips rose up into a smile for a second, but it was too subtle for you to notice. He was happy seeing you in one of his hoodies. You were the only woman he ever wanted to see in them; that was very clear. He didn’t look away once.

“Then what are you doing here? I thought you weren’t coming back until tomorrow.”

“You didn’t answer my messages.” He sounded mad which made you look away. A second later Wonjae got into bed and pushed you back so you were laying down. He hovered over you making your heart flutter. the thought of losing you scared him. “I don’t want you to move on.”

“Wonjae I didn’t mean that. I was just mad because I’m so used to having you around. I wanted you to be here with me on Christmas like all the other times.”

Wonjae smiled, “Well I’m here now.”

You pouted feeling bad that he pulled an all-nighter to get to you. “I was so mad I didn’t even get you a present.”

Wonjae cupped your face making you stare at him wide-eyed. “I have a present for you.“ He had been gentle with you up until now because he was used to treating you as a friend. He kept himself from acting like a boyfriend too quickly but maybe that’s what he needed to do. “I love you Y/N, I really do,” he said right before tilting his head to the side and pressing his lips against yours. What started out as a sweet kiss quickly turned into something else.

-Insert Smut Here-

-end-

A/N: I don’t think the Anon had this in mind but this is where my mind went.

[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~

[lovesick-gxrls]

LOVE LIFE

jeon wonwoo x millie kim

february 2016 - july 2018

millie and wonwoo began dating just a few weeks after she had debuted, they met at inkigayo when she came to support nct’s debut

they were incredibly supportive of one another, and a very cute couple, her parents loved him and were even planning a trip to canada

lots of late night dates and movie nights as they liked to stay in rather than go out

unfortunately as they both got more popular and busier they found it hard to see one another and eventually had to call it quits

wi hajoon x millie kim

april 2019 - october 2019

the pair met through a mutual friend who works in the industry

their relationship was very fun and playful but didn’t last long as they realised they weren’t ready for a proper relationship at that point in their careers

they went out a lot to bars and restaurants and practically lived together for the six months they were together

towards the end rumours began popping up about them but they just said it was a friendship which worked out well for them both

koo junhoe x millie kim

january 2020 - march 2021

millie met junhoe at a party and both decided to stick with one another the full night buying each other drinks

they then went on to go on dates and started to have a proper relationship, they were very much in love from the beginning and moved very quickly which concerned a few of millie’s close friends in aomg

the couple was in the honeymoon phase for the first few months until dispatch caught them on a late night walk holding hands, this caused a lot of stress for millie and they began to argue a lot which then caused them to break up which was probably for the best

she misses junhoe a lot and they still try to talk every know and then but agreed to just stay friends

millie m.list | masterlist

[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.

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I’m tired of this, it’s over 💔 - Woo / Woo Wonjae scenario pt.54 FINAL

8 years later, Matthew and Y/N have a happy marriage and they have a 4 year old son together. Y/N is still a dancer and Choreographer but has recently become a performance director for stages and music videos. Matthew is still in K.A.R.D and also makes his own solo music, produces songs for himself and others. He is also a music video director now. Y/N and Woohyun are still in a dance group together and Woohyun now lives in LA as a Choreographer for Megan Thee Stalion, Arianna Grande, Normani, Doja cat and many more A-listers and is happily in a relationship. Wonjae and Emma are still in a relationship but is thinking of proposing to her very soon. He keeps in contact with Jason sometimes. Emma still works at H1gher as a translator. UK and Gina got married and had their baby son and are also living a happy life. Gina is still a successful jewellery designer and still runs other businesses with her father. UK's restaurant business sky rocketed and now has another one and a cafe. Astrid is still in Sweden. When she first got deported, she committed fraud in Sweden , got arrested and now she is out and is trying her best to live a "normal" life. Jay Park has matured as a person, doesn't entertain groupies anymore and still has a great career. The rest of the AOMG members are still going strong in their musical careers.

The end.

When I first started writing this fanfic back in 2019, it was out of boredom because I was bedridden and sick. I couldn't move and had nothing else to do. I then took a 1 year hiatus due to getting hate on the fanfic. I never knew that this fanfic would become like this. I originally intended it to only have 5 chapters but plans changed lol. I'm so sorry for this rushed ending but I hope you all enjoyed not only the chapter, but the whole fanfic. Thank you all for being with me for these 3 years and for those who are new comers, thank you for supporting me and being with me through the tough times. Now that I'm done with this fanfic, I will be returning the Ph-1 fanfic and I have a few other fanfics brewing for you all. Once again, thank you all so so much for the support, see you next upload! 💕💖

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[skz-jeha]

I’m here. Don’t worry

10/12/21

Warning: Soft! Wonjae, Fluff, Jay shows up.

Pairing: Woo Wonjae x GN! Reader

Description: Reader has a panic attack, and Wonjae is there to comfort them.

You sat curled up in the corner of the bed, wedged between the wall and headboard. Body shaking uncontrollably with heart-wrenching sobs escaping your quivering lips. 

The reason behind your current state was the old couple at the supermarket who kept giving you disgusted looks, judging your appearance, whispering amongst themselves not so quietly about how ugly you looked, causing many negative thoughts to float around in your head.

You did not want to interrupt your boyfriend, Wonjae, from his work. He has been busy with interviews with the AOMG family. You did not want to impose, so you decided to deal with your anxiety and panic attacks alone.

from: JayBear

to: Y/N

Hey, Y/Nie~, what's up?

You unlocked your phone and stared blankly at the text message from Jay. You could not bring yourself to answer him. 

Unfortunately, or fortunately for you, it depends on how you see it. Jay noticed that you read the message and did not answer him, so he tried again, about three times.

to: Y/Nie~

from: Jay Park

Hey queen, are you ok?

Y/N you are scaring me, plz anwer me.

Y/N I'm calling Woo.

Wonjae picks up his ringing phone and answers it.

"Hey, Jay." 

"Wonjae, something is not right with Y/N. I am sending them text messages, and they're reading them but not answering. I think something happened." Jay's frantic voice travels through the receiver. 

"I'll go check on them right now," Wonjae quickly says goodbye to Jay and rushes to his apartment.

Wonjae rushes to your apartment, worry clouding his mind. Once he makes it into your apartment, he hears your cries and sniffles.

"Jagi, what is wrong?" he whispers calmly, approaching your curled-up body with his arms open. Your whole body slumped into his waiting arms.

"Oh, Jagi. What happened?" he asks as he rakes his fingers through your hair in an attempt to calm you down a bit.

"I am scared, Wonjae," you whisper. Your voice broke Wonaje's heart. You sounded so broken and sad. "The couple is right. I am ugly and a failure," you add the second part in a barely above a whisper voice, but Wonjae heard it.

"No, no, no." Woo shakes his head and pulls you closer to his chest.

"You are my precious little princess," he pulls away and makes you look up at him. "You are beautiful," he pecks your left cheek,

"You are precious," he pecks your right cheek,

"You are talented," he pecks your forehead,

"You are loved," he pecks your nose, 

"And you are loved." he seals his confession with a love-filled kissed on your lips.

You smile into the kiss with happy tears streaming down your face, which Wonjae wipes away. He holds your face so delicately as if any wrong move would cause it to shatter and fall through his fingers.

"You are my beloved princess, and I hate to see you this sad, Jagi." Wonjae squishes your face between his hands, causing your lips to stick out.

"You are my cute little fishy~," he smooches your lips, causing you to giggle. "I love you, Y/N Y/LN." Wonjae smiles at you, a look of pure adoration in his warm eyes.

"I love you too, Woo Wonjae." You smile back at him.

"You really scared Jay," Wonjae looks down at you, curled up in his arms comfortably. 

"I am sorry," you mumble, feeling guilty for worrying the CEO.

"No, never apologize for things like this," Wonjae gingerly holds your face in his hand. "He worries about you because he cares. You are like his little sister," he starts, "hell, you are like the little sister of the AOMG family. They all care about you and hate to see you sad or stressed."

"It means a lot to me. It really does." 

"They know. That is why they always send you their greetings." Wonjae smiles cheekily. 

"Let's go to sleep, Jagi. You must be tired." he pulls the covers over the both of you, and you position your head onto his chest. You both slowly drift to sleep, your body tired from your panic attack and crying, and Wonjae's from spending long hours at the studio. Before Wonjae drifts into blissful sleep, he sends a quick message to Jay to reassure him of your safety.

from: Woo WonJae

to: JayJay <3

Y/N is safe and well. 

They had a panic attack and did not respond to you. 

to: Woo Bear <3

from: Jay

I'm glad to hear that.

Make sure that they are safe and well. 

Tell them I said hi as well.

Slowly, Wonjae drifts off to sleep with the sound of your quite breaths and slow rise and fall of your body.

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

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