#woo wonjae stuf

[sailorjisunq]

우원재

[strawb3rryw00]

macchiato pt.2 ♡ woo wonjae x female reader

warnings -> none

synopsis -> another lonely night at the studio for Woo

fluff, teehee

~♡~

Wonjae let’s out a long sigh, stretching back in his chair and letting his head fall back. His eyes close as he focuses on taking even breaths to calm himself down. He wanted his new album to be perfect, even better than the last. His last album didn’t do so well because he just did what he wanted, and not a lot of fans enjoyed the quality of his work. It hurt, but this was his money maker so he wanted this new album to be flawless.

1:56 am

His eyes read the clock, watching it tick once more. He wanted to work longer but he was growing tired. Wonjae finds himself thinking about the cafe he went to a few days ago, he really enjoyed the macchiato and it’s just the thing he needs right now to stay up to finish working.

Wonjae walks along the street, hands stuffed in his pockets, breathing in the cold air. It feels nice to be outside. As he continues to walk he begins to see the bright neon sign of the cafe in the distance. He smiles, excited to be around such a bright person again.

The first night he went there the owner, y/n, and him talked for hours while drinking on macchiatos together. Wonjae felt bad for getting so many free refills but she insisted since she liked the company. He wanted to come back the next day and the few days after that but he felt embarrassed returning so soon.

Wonjae pushes through the door and pushes his hood down, looking around the shop for a sign of the cute store owner. Dave, who is usually the shadow of y/n rounds the corner of the counter to greet Wonjae.

“Hi kitty,” Wonjae hums, squatting down to pet the hairless feline. He looks around and notices that y/n has set up the new furniture she ordered in the lounge area. She spent three hours going back and forth between one chair and eventually settled on the one Wonjae picked out.

“Oh Woo! I was wondering when you’d come back to me!” Wonjae turns to the sound of his name to see y/n walking through the green door holding a laundry basket full of cat sweaters. He finds himself grinning at y/n. Her hair is a mess, one leg of her sweats is rolled up, her t-shirt has water splashes all over it. He’s surprised to see a few tattoos scattered across her body. It makes him even more interested in her.

“I told you i’d be back,” Wonjae follows her to the lounge area, watching as she sets the basket on the coffee table.

“You know when you said that, i was hoping you’d come see me the day after but,” she dramatically sighs. “I guess I just wasnt special enough.���

Wonjae chuckles, taking a seat on the new couch and running his hands across the fabric, watching as it changes shades each time he moves his hands. “I’m glad we went with the orange instead of the green. It would’ve been too much like you said.” Y/N says, laying the freshly washed cat sweaters in the table before disappearing to put the basket away.

She comes back holding four cats in her arms, their bodies hanging by her forearms as they hold themselves up with their paws. Wonjae smiles, grabbing a cat that sits on the chair next to him and putting it on his lap.

“Would you like some help?” He offers once she sits back down next to him.

So togrther they begin to put the sweaters on their respective cats. Wonjae becoming amazed at how she can differentiate between them despite them all looking basically the same. “How do you even remember all their names?” Wonjae asks after they finish, looking over at y/n.

She shrugs in response, Dave making his way into her lap. “I guess I’m just around them so much that I remember.” Wonjae admires her love for the cats. He has three of his own at home waiting for him and being at the cafe makes him miss them.

“How about that macchiato?”

“I’d love one,”

~♡~

Wonjae stayed again and talked with you, except this time it was a little longer than the last. He was a very easy person to talk to, meaning he was an extremely good listener who only spoke when he really felt the need to. But you knew he was giving you his full attention.

“I better get back to the studio, i left most of my things there.” Wonjae gets up and stretches, smiling at you.

“You’ll have to play your music for me one day.” You reply, grabbing his coffee mug and walking behind the counter to put it in the sink.

“You’ll be the first to hear my new album,” He says, leaning over the counter so he can talk to you as you wash the dishes you both used.

“Pinky promise me,” You hold your pinky out, watching as he rounds the counter to interlock his pinky with yours. “If I see it’s released before i get to listen I’m never letting you come in here again!” you exclaim, earning a cute laugh from the male.

“Yes ma’am, before I release it I’ll invite you to my studio.” Wonjae makes his way back around the counter and heads towards the door.

“I’ll see you tomorrow!” You grin, loving the way he blushes.

“What if i don’t come tomorrow?” He laughs at you, raising a questioning eyebrow at you.

“Oh you will, trust me.” You wink at him, your smile growing larger as the blush deepens. He spins on his heel and waves to you as he walks out the door.

As Wonjae walks along the street back to his studio he laughs to himself because he most definitely will be back tomorrow.

~♡~

sorry it’s so short but i thought it was cute. <3 i hope you enjoyed !!!

[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?!”

[soulangel]

Angel Performs

Summary: Angel finally has a performance after so long and can’t believe it’s during Jay’s Tour. She also should probably think about getting more girl friends to bring with her since all her guy friends seem to enjoy picking on her constantly.

Group: Angel x Ateez, Angel x K.A.R.D, Angel x AOMG

Genre: Fluffy randomness, Crackhead dorkiness, mild angst over a crush

Warnings: I think I threw one swear word in here on accident but I can’t remember for sure...oops?

Word Count: 2k

Main Masterlist     Angel’s Masterlist

   With a nervous hop in her step, Róisín paced around the green room in anticipation for when she was to go and perform next. Jay had brought her along on his Sexy4Eva tour, and they were still in Korea since it had just started. There were two places he had asked her to perform in, and the first one was the first city she had ever been too after she moved to South Korea. “I want you to see how far you’ve come since you started this journey with me.” He’d told her when he asked her to perform.

    How could she no to something like that? Something so, so sincere and generous of him, it was just impossible to say no. Especially when she had people blowing up her phone about the new tour, and how her name was on the posters with Jay’s, and whoever else he would be bringing along on tour with him.

    “Red you good?” She heard from somewhere across the room as she was fiddling with the metal cuff on her wrist, black fingernail polish gleaming in the light when she moved her hand a certain way.

    She looked over at the couch to see a small group of people staring at her in concern while she had been pacing around like she was at her first concert all over again. “F-Fine. I’m fine. Just a little freaked out at the moment.” She replied quickly, going back to pacing right after the words left her mouth.

    One person who was completely relaxed on the couch stood up to walk in front of her and make sure she stopped her fidgeting. “You’re fine Angel. It’s okay to be freaked out. We’re right here with you okay? We got you.” He mumbled, taking her into a hug and engulfing her body.

    She managed to relax against him momentarily and sighed into his chest, patting his side a couple times in thanks to helping her calm down. After their hug, she stepped away from him and sat down beside Matt, who was grinning at her as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders to mess with her. “Yeah Angel we got you.” He teased the both of them out loud.

    She scowled at him and shoved him away from her. “I hate you so much. Do you know that?” She asked him, rolling her eyes when he just grinned back.

    He pushed her off the couch so she landed on the floor with an ‘oomf.’ She rubbed her butt a couple times before Taehyung helped her off the floor and wrapped an arm around her. “Let’s get you to the dressing room now. It’s time for you to get ready.” He suggested, glaring at Matt and the other people in the room.

    Matt lifted his arms up in response to the glare and shrugged his shoulders before Hongjoong jumped off the couch to follow the two. “I wanna go too! I wanna see what outfit you’re gonna wear tonight!” He shouted happily, practically skipping behind the two as they all disappeared toward the dressing room.

          xXx

    Finding her spot on the side of the stage, Jay was taking a few moments to introduce her to give her time to prepare for her stage time. “Wanna help me bring out this fiery red haired vixen I’ve come to love as my own little sisterrrrrr ANGEL!” He finally shouted out, disappearing toward the other side of the stage as Róisín jumped out with enough energy to power a whole house.

    “What’s goin’ on everyone?! Miss me?!” She cried out into the mic, stopping in the middle of the stage with light shining perfectly on her to give herself an ethereal glow, and a perfect shadow of wings behind her to help with her stage name; her signature on stage.

    She got the roar of the crowd as a response and laughed heartily into the mic, letting everyone know she was having just as much as they were. “I’m loving the energy you guys have tonight! So fresh! It’s awesome! Now I wanted to change this up a bit, maybe change tune for a song or two?” She suggested, getting more thunderous responses.

    With a nod to DJ Wegun who started her own mix of music, giving her a chance to hype up the crowd a little more with grins and her own dancing along with the beats. It took her a couple minutes to get the jitters out of her system as she warmed herself up on stage, but when she finally was-she wasn’t Róisín anymore, she was Angel. And Angel had a large crowd to please.

“FLYYYYYY AWAAAAYYYY!

Losing flight toniight. Taken down a nootch.

Stop this feeling noow. Hold on tight and breaathe.

I can breathe, when you’re near mee.

Stay with mee, take it in slowlyy.

I am free toniight, I can fly toniight.

I will fly toniight, just for one night.”

While she was out prancing around the stage as she did best, singing along to her newest song, the small group she had backstage with her were moved from the green room, to her personal dressing room so the fans that bought VIP tickets could be in the room without other celebrities around. Since of course, she had to bring the famous boy from both Ateez and K.A.R.D to her first comeback concert, even if it was just her showing up as another singer and not the main one.

    “It’s been so long since I've seen her so happy on stage like that. Gotta admit, AOMG is definitely a good fit for her to be in.” Matt said with a chuckle, listening to the music coming through the tv so they could watch her performance.

    While they were chatting away, someone had snuck into the room with them and waited patiently until they noticed. Yunho jumped a good couple feet once he saw there was another person and pointed, wide eyed. “When did you get in here?!” He yelped out finally, the rest of the group seeing Woo Wonjae staring at the group with a small, terrified look on his face though he tried his best to hide it.

    He pointed behind him and made a tiny sound. “Noona said there were people in here I could hang out with while everyone else did the show. Said you were all cool and that I’d be able to get along with you? Iunno, she’s weird.” He said with a small chuckle, stuffing his hands in his pockets while awkwardly waiting for them to give a response.

    For quite a short while there was a pause as the group all just kinda quietly looked at each other, heads completely swiveling back and forth as they did. “So uh….anyone wanna play a game til she gets back?” Hongjoong asked, finding something from her wardrobe closet.

          xXx

    By the time Róisín had gotten off the stage and was able to see all her fans in the green room, she was dead tired and wanted to lay down on her couch for the rest of the night. She definitely wasn’t expecting to hear shouts and screams coming from her dressing room when she stepped inside the door. Yet she should have known something was going on when she had so many of her guy friends in one place. “What is going on?!” She yelped, looking around at the mess on the floor and everywhere else.

    Six pairs of eyes stared at her wide eyed before they all stood up and bowed to her in unison. “We’re sorry Roe-Roe/Red/Rose/Noona!” She heard collectively from everyone.

    She sighed and smacked a hand to her head. “You’re lucky I’m too tired to deal with this mess right now. Someone pick it up for me...please.” She grumbled out, sensing the eldest of the Ateez boys was going to take her up on that.

    Seonghwa immediately grabbed cleaning supplies and got to work happily, mumbling to himself about how glad he was she said something about cleaning. All she could do was sigh and shake her head. “Someone else please help me find a change in clothes so I can get out of this death trap.” She whined, leaning against the tall giant that was Yunho, who happened to stand beside her at the perfect time.

    Hongjoong jumped at the chance to grab her some clothing and Taehyung was too busy glaring at the younger boy holding the one thing which he cared so much about in the last few years. “Roe-Roe, do you want to go lay down in the car or something?” He asked her softly, holding a hand out for her.

    She blinked tiredly and smiled at the elder. “No thanks Oppa, I’m fine right here. I wanna change first and then maybe I’ll pass out on the couch….” She explained, fighting the urge to yawn when Hongjoong rushed up in front of her and handed her some clothes to change into.

    He grinned happily when she looked down at them and scowled. “Someone else grab me some clothes then because these ARE NOT clothes. They’re bug traps made for someone who insists on showing a lot of skin….” She grumbled, glaring at the leader who just smirked in response. “OH please you’d love to wear that wouldn’t you.” He replied, sticking his tongue out at her.

    She was about to tackle him to the ground when her door opened up and a familiar face popped in grinning wide. “Where’s she at!? Where’s my sister?!” He yelled out, getting everyone to stop what they were doing.

    Róisín tiredly turned to see Jay watching her in the doorway and smiled sleepily. “Oppaaaaa~ there you are! That was so much fun tonight! I’m so glad you let me do this!” She squealed, tackling him into a hug.

    While the two were talking about the stage performance and everything from the lights and presence, to the aftermath of it all, the rest of the group slowly started filing out of the room until it was just the AOMG crew and one other person. “Oh, hey is something wrong?” She asked, standing up to go talk to him.

    He shook his head and gave her a small smile. “Not at all. Just wanted to say you did amazing out there. See you later Angel.” He mumbled quietly before leaving just like the rest of the group.

    Jay blinked a few times at what he just witnessed and then whistled softly. “So that’s why you don’t want to date huh? Already got yourself a manwich?” He asked her, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

    She rolled her eyes and groaned softly. “Jay you are so not helping. There’s nothing going on. Besides, you know it’s impossible to date in this industry….you’ve seen what happened last time I tried. And how well that went over.” She replied and then sighed, head dropping to her lap in despair.

    The CEO laughed and rubbed her back soothingly. “Poor Roe. Can’t find herself the proper suitor. At this point you might as well date Matt then.” He said quickly jumping to his feet before she could catch him.

    She growled and threw a pillow at him instead. “For the thousandth time NO I will not date Matt! There’s only one guy I’d want to date and it’s impossible so just DROP IT!” She yelled out at him, shutting her mouth as soon as the words left her.

    She slapped both hands over her mouth and shook her head immediately. Jay on the other hand was staring at her like the biggest secret had just been dropped. Both were too busy staring at each other to hear the thumping around outside as someone was trying to listen in to what they were saying. “Did she just say she was interested in someone? Do you think it was someone who was here tonight?” One of the boys asked quietly.

    Another smacked his head and grumbled softly, “of course it had to be someone who was in the room tonight. You think she’d blurt that kind of a secret out loud if they weren’t?”

    “Who cares about that right now? We should go before she realizes we’re out here and dies of either embarrassment, or decides to kill us in our sleep.” The third replied before all three members of Ateez finally started on their way towards the van to take them back to their dorm.