#woojin drabbles

[mingoooossii]

Proposal.

Woojin x reader.

Synopsis: An unplanned proposal.

Warnings: fluff and like one kiss? Maybe a bit over the place? (idk i'm just happy writing for him.) Also abrupt ending (again).

A/n:For @bbyseung (i luv u twin🫶). Also tagging @slytherinshua because i know ur starved(hope this somewhat feeds you🙏)

"That's exactly what I told her! But then she..."

Your voice trailed off, a hint of annoyance plastered onto your face as you recounted the details of your day to him.

Woojin, his gaze fixed on your face, nodded, listening intently, his fingers running through your hair. You laid against him on the couch, a comfortable blanket wrapped loosely around your forms.

Your words swirling together, filled the room. Though he didn't quite catch every word of your intricate story– the rise and fall of your voice, the way your brow furrowed in concentration, and the occasional flutter of your hand as you spoke were far more captivating than the content of your words.

Woojin's eyes focused on the way your lips moved, how it formed a small pout when you got to the annoying part, the way your hand instinctively reached for his, squeezing it gently- God, you were adorable.

And he was whipped. Completely and utterly smitten.

It wasn't a new revelation. Looking back, he realized he'd been captivated by you from the very beginning.

It started with a kindness, that defied logic, you showed him when you first met, when he was just a stranger in need, a constant in a world that seemed to shift beneath his feet. The unwavering support you offered when he faced doubt and disbelief – it had all woven a web around his heart.

He remembered the nervous flutter in his stomach the first time he held your hand, the way your smile filled a void he hadn't even known existed. And now, here you were, in this quiet moment, surrounded by the warmth of their shared space, the past and present converged.

A sudden clarity washed over him. He never wanted to lose this sense of belonging. The need to hold onto this, to protect this precious feeling, tightened its grip on him.

He didn't want to lose any of it, not a single beat of your laughter, not a single furrow of your brow. He wanted- no, needed you, all of you, in his life, forever. He wanted to marry you.

Yes, he should plan properly for this. He could take you out for dinner first and then the ring, it should be-

"Woo?"

Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts. Woojin looked down, startled, to see you staring up at him with wide, surprised eyes with a hint of fluster. He frowned, momentarily confused. Had he missed something? Then the realisation settled in. He had said it, out loud.

The room plunged into a shocked silence. Your eyes widened, surprise etched on your face, mirroring Woojin's own growing sense of panic. He hadn't meant to blurt it out so suddenly.

He wanted it to be grand and elaborate, a moment that would leave you breathless. This, blurted out during a quiet cuddle session, was not it.

Panic clawed at his throat. He stammered, "I, uh, I mean… I didn't mean to just blurt it out like that. I wanted it to be special, you know, with a ring and all that. But you're just so… amazing, and I love you so much, and the thought of being without you…"

His voice trailed off, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. He'd messed up, royally messed up, the weight of his unspoken desire hanging heavy in the air.

You, however, didn't seem fazed by his flustered state. A soft smile played on your lips as your reached up and gently cut him off with a kiss. It was a kiss filled with a tenderness that sent shivers down his spine.

"Woo," you murmured against his lips when you finally broke apart, your voice thick with emotion. "It doesn't have to be fancy. As long as it's you, it's perfect."

Woojin stared at you, his heart overflowing. The way your eyes shone with love, the way your smile reached your eyes, that was all the answer he needed.

You leaned back, taking his hand suddenly reached out, grabbing his hand and pretended to slip a ring onto his finger. "There," you declared, a smile dancing on your lips, "now you can't take it back."

Woojin chuckled, the nervous tension melting away. The awkwardness had melted away, replaced by a comfortable certainty. He squeezed your hand. "Wouldn't even dream of it." he murmured, pulling you close.

[geonwooz]

♡ ARGUMENTS WITH HONG WOOJIN + KIM GUNWOO

bf!woojin + bf!gunwoo x reader | wc : 0.9k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, major angst, established relationship, mentions of arguments, mentions of food, swearing, crying | request : hello. i was wondering if you could write something about an argument with hong woojin. maybe a headcanon or a scenario, whichever you prefer. thanks ^^ + your writing is so good 😭😭😭 please do how they would react to getting in a argument for the first time!!! have a nice dayyyy

“baby, i’m home! i’m sorry i was late. gunwoo was hungry, so we went–”

woojin’s words fizzled out, a string of curses leaving his lips ever-so-softly as his gaze landed on the dining table.

his favorite foods were prettily plated, practically covering the table with how much food there was.

the cinnamon-scented candles he loved were lit across the room, making his heart melt because he knew how much you didn’t like them but still used them for him.

the curses only continued when his eyes fell on you, seeing the way you had fallen asleep while waiting for him.

you wore one of his hoodies over the red dress he bought for you, having opted for comfort to huddle on the sofa while you waited for his arrival.

his heart fell as he saw the tear stains on your face, realising you had cried. i’m fucking stupid. what have i done? he wondered as he looked at you, not knowing what to do.

broken between waking you up and carrying you to bed, woojin chose the former, not wanting you to go to bed without eating anything.

“y/n, my love...” he softly called, pulling you out of your drowsy state. “hey–”

your gaze set into a glare as you saw your boyfriend, shaking his hand off you.

your attempt to hide away in your room failed when woojin held onto your arm, pulling you closer to him.

“let me go.” your voice was barely audible, afraid it’d crack if you were to yell. “i want to be alone right now, woojin.”

“i-i know i messed up, babe.” he sighed, dragging his hands over his face. “i’m really sorry, and i promise i’ll make it up to you. let’s have dinner and talk, okay? please–”

you pulled your hand away from his grasp, twisting it free. “i’m tired of your apologies, woojin. every single time, it’s the same story. you forget, you apologise, and you expect me to forgive you,” you cried, the tears running down your face.

woojin stayed quiet, not knowing how to make things right. it was true. he was always forgetful of things, and it affected your relationship at times. he took a deep breath, seeing the way you cried harder at his silence.

“i went to my graduation alone. i went to your aunt’s restaurant's opening alone. you stood me up on our dates several times. it was just me doing things couples do for half of our relationship, and i never said anything!”

“y/n, truly, i am–”

“don't say you are sorry if you don't mean it, woojin.” you shook your head. “because if you really cared, you would've remembered that today was our three-year anniversary.”

you wiped away your tears, taking a deep breath before turning on your heel. you walked to your room, shutting the door behind you so you could break down in peace.

woojin sat outside, leaning against the door. he felt his heart break as he heard your pained sobs, realizing he fucked up majorly this time around.

even though he knew he didn't deserve someone as caring and patient as you, hong woojin wasn't going to stop until he did everything in his power to gain your trust back again.

“jagiya, seriously. it’s nothing. don’t worry about it, okay? i’m fine.”

gunwoo assured, knowing he was going to have a hard time convincing you with his words as he saw your frown.

you crossed your arms over your chest, taking a deep breath. “it’s not boxing season, woo. bruises i can brush off, but those cuts i cannot. what’s going on?” you asked, trying your best not to raise your voice.

“don’t worry about it, really, jagiya. please.”

“fine. if you won’t answer my questions, then i won’t ask any.”

gunwoo’s brows furrowed, skeptical of your sudden change in response. he waited for you to continue, but you simply walked away, leaving him even more confused.

he didn’t want to leave you in the dark like this. he really didn’t.

but when president choi made him promise not to tell you anything, especially considering you were his granddaughter, gunwoo really had no choice but to keep quiet about his work.

as he stood in the middle of the room, occupied by his thoughts, gunwoo was pulled out of his trance when you walked out of your room, pulling along with you a suitcase.

“jagiya, what’s this?” his voice was an octave lower, brows raised as he looked between you and your luggage. “you aren’t really leaving, are you?”

you kept quiet, not even having the courage to look at his face. you knew you’d crumble down into tears the second you saw his face, and it’d definitely result in both of you crying.

“y/n … please. talk to me.”

“if you aren’t answering my questions, kim gunwoo-ssi,” you stated, making him wince at how you used his full name. “i don’t think i’d have to answer yours either.”

gunwoo watched you walk out of your shared apartment, tears filling his eyes as he fisted his hands by his side.

he wanted to run after you; he wanted to tell you the truth; he wanted you to stay.

but the reason he was hiding everything from you was for your own safety. he promised your grandfather he’d keep you safe no matter what.

and if keeping you safe meant letting you go, kim gunwoo would do so — even if it resulted in the two of you getting heartbroken in the process.

TAGLIST :: @missscarlettangel (TO BE ADDED, PLEASE COMMENT, SEND AN ASK OR DM!)

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𝘱. 𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘞𝘰𝘰𝘫𝘪𝘯 𝘹 f𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵 (𝘔𝘋𝘕𝘐)

𝘤𝘸: 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬…?, 𝘴𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘱𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 (𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢…?), 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘫𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘣, 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘨𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬, 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘹 (𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘱 𝘪𝘵)

𝘢/𝘯: 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 (𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴) 𝘈𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵; 𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥. 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. (𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘱𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘹 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘵…)

Kim fucking Woojin. 

The hottest man on planet Earth that you somehow managed to pull. You don’t know how it happened, it just did and now you were left hot and bothered, all because of his attire at his last show. like how could someone in their right mind not want to fuck him after he wore that damn see-through top?  Well, it wasn’t necessarily see-through but, it didn’t leave much to the imagination. 

the way his biceps flexed in that tiny sleeveless shirt made your mouth water. All those hours practicing and working out really did make him look absolutely delectable. 

you're sure the cubs could agree with you on that. 

everyone from the show surely had either gone home horney as fuck or were dying inside and ready to rant to their friends about the whole ordeal. you being the insatiable woman you were, ended up leaning on the hornier side of things... and when you and Woojin made it home, you made it his problem to properly deal with. 

now here you were, in his lap on the couch riding him with all the energy you could muster, while he was busy feeling you up and allowing his eyes to wander your form. 

every curve, every mole, every little expression you made when he hit just the right places inside of you was something he made sure to store into his mind: knowing full well that he would never come across someone as beautiful and ethereal as you ever again. 

 "You're doing so well, cub. can't believe you even have any energy left after the show" he chuckled while brushing your hair out of your face. Your face was already red due to the heat in the crowd and the activities you were currently partaking in, but his comment made you almost as red as a tomato. You knew he had noticed with that stupid smirk present on his face. Such a cocky bastard… but at least he was your cocky bastard. 

"even if I had no energy left I'd find some way to fuck you and your stupidly pretty cock." you pretty much want to disappear the moment the words leave your mouth. of course, it was true but even then why'd you have to say it straight to his face? You halted your movements looking up at him in surprise as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you as close as he could.

“Cub, I think you underestimate the effect your words have on me,” he muttered while he slinked one of his hands between the two of your bodies pressing just the slightest bit on your stomach, eliciting a soft groan from you. He was big, but you’d never realized just how big, that was until he’d made the bulge in your stomach known. The knowledge of it made your body tingle and pussy clench around him. 

A small hiss emitted from him before he pulled out as much as he could and bucked his hips back up into you. You could’ve cum with that alone, but he just had to tease you, it was the perfect opportunity…and you knew he wasn’t going to pass it up. “Such a whore, clenching around me like that. All because of what, me pressing on your stomach?” You only nodded too lost in the pleasure he was providing you to do anything more.

[kflixnet]

Check out our member Zanna’s drabble!

YOUR WARMTH

genre. fluff. warnings. kissing. pairing. woojin x reader. wc. 527. a/n. smth abt this has me sobbing... like im not okay i was not okay while writing this like i want this i need this i love woojin sm skdjs. i'm also gonna dedicate this fic to @eternalgyu bcuz hannie i was thinking abt u a lot while writing this and i hope that maybe it can make u smile even a little 🫶

Woojin’s breath fanned your neck as you lay on the bed, serving to be the small spoon in the night’s cuddling session. The TV was still playing the movie but the volume had continuously been turned down bit by bit and now it was barely audible. You focused more on Woojin’s presence than anything else.

The soft kisses he pressed to your neck, your cheek, your temple, the top of your head. His arms that circled your waist from behind, pulling you comfortably to his chest, ensuring you were comfortably nestled in his arms. It was the feeling of having him so close that had you smiling uncontrollably, and eventually you laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Woojin asked, voice barely above a whisper. The room had been quiet since the movie had been turned down, and the atmosphere was nice. It was relaxing to just lay there, winding down from the long day and acknowledging how shouts slowly turned to mumbles and then finally whispers.

“Nothing. Just happy.” You whispered back, turning around in his arms, eyes meeting his when you finally faced him. His eyes were so beautiful to you. They were such a dark colour yet they shined so brightly to you. It was like you could see how much love he held for you in them, as if it were going to overflow any second. And the more he stared at you, the more you fell for him.

He hummed at your response, lips curving into the softest of smiles. “Why are you happy?”

You smiled widely, “You know it’s cause of you, you just want me to say it, don’t you?”

He nodded, “Love hearing you say you love me.”

“Really?”

He hummed again, fluttering his eyes closed as his arms reached to pull you even closer. You smiled and eagerly cuddled closer to him. Everything about Woojin was warm. His eyes held the warmth of his love for you, his smile still made your stomach do somersaults to this day, and when he hugged you close to his body, he radiated the comforting warmth that no amount of blankets could ever replicate.

It was comforting because it was Woojin.

Because you loved him.

And you realized more and more each day just how much you loved him. You wondered if you were even capable of stopping. Each day when you thought you couldn’t possibly love him any more than you already do, one look into his eyes proved you wrong immediately.

“I love you.” You whispered, watching Woojin’s lips as they quivered, trying to hold back his smile. But he failed quickly as they bounced up into his glorious heart-melting smile. And even though it had been years with him, even though you had seen him smile just like that thousands of times, it still brought butterflies surging through you.

“I love you too.” He finally replied, eyes still closed. And you were glad he wasn’t looking because you could feel your cheeks heating up at the statement. He had said it to you hundreds of times, and he would say it hundreds more, but it still felt the same every time.

Warm.

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[jinnie-ret]

FIC RECS

Ok so someone in my asks box asked me for some fic recommendations and I tried to add some gradually but my asks have been so weird recently so I've had to make a new post for them!

First of all ty anonnie you words were really sweet, I hope you stay healthy too!

Also just to preface I will list sfw and nsfw recs so pls if you are a minor, do not explore the nsfw recommendations, these blogs will most likely have a mdni statement so pls respect that and don't go against that :)

Now, enjoy!

SFW

Enough for you - @mixtape-racha (poly ot8 angst comfort)

We love an angst comfort fic and this is one of my faves. Take caution reading this one and read the content warnings at the top just in case! But this one is simply amazing and I wish I wrote it the end.

The Field Trip - @dreamescapeswriting (Seungmin X reader)

Seungmin and reader are teachers in this and if you follow me you may have seen me reblog this one before bc I love it and want this, also this blog has so many imagines you will be fed for days

Warm blankets - @jiniret-writings (3 parts, hurt comfort poly ot8 x reader)

I felt so emotionally invested in this story when I read it, like I felt readers pain 😭 gorgeous

jack-in-the-box -@junicai (angst, ninth member reader)

Set in kingdom. We hate mnet. Skz are very protective and reader gets the comfort she deserves in the end, love this sm!

@hyunjinsbelovedamericano - lots of headcanons and reaction type fics on their MASTERLIST, give it a look!!

Simptober 2023 - @skz-streamer

Fluff for days!!! pookie rly worked hard on this one so go and show some love because you've got so much to read here

Skz text aus - @channiesbakery

These are so so funny I cannot cope. Also explore the other fluff posts too bc they're really cute!

More text aus - @diddybok

Same goes for this blog too, explore their other stuff!

@hannahhbahng has some rly cute fluffy reads on their masterlist

@hanjiquokkaaa check out their skz reactions! My pookie slays every time

Skz fluff fics - @wooahaes

So much fluff to pick from! I fall in love every time!

Warm milk and honey - @horanghoe (poly skz x reader)

One of my fav skz comfort fics of all time, it's so so good, recommending again bc I should

In his arms, unexpectedly yours - @cheesemonky (Hyunjin x reader series)

This is a new series which I'm excited to see my pookie write !!!

@astraysimp for dad skz!!!

Nicholas Ross - @dean-a-mean-tae (skz ninth member male oc)

Love their ninth member writings so definitely check it out if you're looking for male!oc who is the ninth!

In my past, I find you and in the future, I still have you - @yangbbokari (Chan x reader)

Heartbreaking, like so angsty but it's gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous

Princess treatment with SKZ - @j-oneproduces

Each individual member x reader has a drabble and I love it so so much, very accurate imo

@skzoologist read their imagines on their ninth member oc Bae! They also have a fic called unfamiliarity using the same oc :)

I like the view - @mirisss (hybrid ot8 skz X reader)

I rly need to reread this one because I loved what I read so far on it!!!

NSFW

Rabbit hybrid reader - @authorofdanger (hybrid skz x hybrid reader)

I've linked a masterlist, I'd recommend the fic dominance and then the first few fics which are to do with reader as a rabbit hybrid! slight warning that woojin is mentioned

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Red Moon - @lixiepeach (omegaverse series)

this is one of the first skz omegaverse fics I read and it is done so beautifully, as it says in the description of the series, it deals with more adult content than just smut, and the way it is explored is written so well, couldn't recommend highly enough!

Inked Petals and Message Tones - @leviackermanscleaningbuddy (poly smau with real life)

this is an ao3 skz fic which changed my life. I can't explain how much I love this, it had me on an emotional rollercoaster fr fr like it's amazing!

n.h.i.e mini series - @hyungszn (smut ot8 x reader)

damn this one really has me on my toes like the chapters are chefs kiss and it's such a good read!

Bold - @hyunsvngs (American footballer minsung x reader)

Wow wow wee wow. This one made my brain go brrr and evaporate and melt and wow the storyline in it is so so good too. Juno rly has such a good relationship with anonnies and moots and it's so lovely to see. A jupiter stan right here!!

Sanguis Limerence - @jl-micasea-fics (vampire skz x reader)

This is one of the first series I was fully committed to reading on this all and constantly checking. It's insanely amazing, I can't put it into words and now I wanna read it all back again 😭

waiting for us - @kkami-writes (smau poly ot8 X reader)

I'm in love with this!!! Perhaps my fav skz smau like the character development as well is really nice to see and it's an easy read if you find it easier to read it in text messages form

Anger management - @2chopsticks2eyes (minsung x reader)

This is so hot and the way the storyline progresses as well is beautiful

@1-800-shedevil I'm in awe of her and her blog. Gorgeous writer, gorgeous writing. Her posts about body positivity rly are so helpful and her words are so comforting

Sharing = caring - @cbini (ot8 X reader)

This is unbelievably good and if you haven't seen it yet? Do you even Tumblr? Love how ems has such a good relationship with moots and in answering asks too! cbinian for life

Better than revenge - @lixie-phoria (smau Jeongin x reader)

I'm so obsessed with this series so far, putting it here bc there's smut to be added in the future. But I'm in love with it so far wow!!!

[spicyseonghwas]

stray kids masterlist

minors, DO NOT INTERACT with posts linked here that have "(smut)" next to them, or you will be blocked and reported. drabbles will not have descriptions of the fics; anything more than 500 words that is NOT part of a series will!

~ lee felix

~ bang chan

~ kim seungmin

~ hwang hyunjin

~ lee minho

~ seo changbin

~ han jisung

~ yang jeongin

~ other things (unit, line, ot8, or woojin)

ot8 reaction to bf!reader being hit on by other men - male reader ; yandere pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt.4

**some of these fics are being reposted from my fics on my old account, @hangyeomcult ; my nsfw blog there, @jisungfucks , is included.

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[bluwavez]

Do you have anything fun planned for deepdive coming out soon? 👀 I miss my boys 😔

i have a couple things for them! i have a noah piece im currently finishing, i have plans for woojin involving his childhood, the noah and kiwoo saga will continue, i have a thing in my mind i wanna do for either woojin or jisung i haven't chosen yet, and i wanna focus on writing lil drabbles for them! like timestamp things if yall have seen those! idk i think that'll be fun 😁

[bbangwrites]

just this once | park woojin

pairing: woojin x reader

genre: friends with benefits; hockey player!woojin

word count: 592 words

You wake up with the ringing of your phone blasting through the room, the voice of your favorite singer filling your ears. Your body jerks up and you struggle to disentangle yourself from the messy covers, trying to reach the device on the nightstand.

“Turn that off!” The boy lying beside you groans.

You finally push the stop button, bringing yourself to a sitting position and sighing, your mind still clouded from having your sleep interrupted. “Sorry about that, Wooj.”

Woojin removes the covers from his face and yawns, blinking at you. “Why did you even set up an alarm this early? It’s Saturday.”

“I have places to be,” you reply, throwing your legs off the bed and standing up, running your fingers through the messy strands of your hair.

“Sure you do.” Woojin mumbles, readjusting himself and placing his hands under his head. “Are you meeting up with anyone?”

“You know it’s none of your business, right?”

Standing up, you pace around the room, picking up your discarded clothes on the floor and holding them up against your chest. You can feel Woojin’s eyes following your every movement, both of you fully aware you’re wearing his hockey jersey.

“Ouch. I was just asking.” He sits up on the bed, the blanket sliding off and revealing his toned chest.

You try your best to ignore his current state, walking back to your phone. “If you really need to know, I have a tutoring session with Jihoon.”

“Oh. Jihoon.”

You turn your head to stare at him, raising an eyebrow. “What? You cannot possibly be jealous of your own friend. I mean… Are you?”

Woojin scoffs, lying back on the bed and resuming his previous position. “Of course not, I just thought he didn’t need your help anymore. Besides, you are spending more time with him than me. We might have an arrangement, but I’m still your best friend.”

There it is. The words that draw the line, just when you start to ask yourself if you’re both starting to cross it. It all started after a game of truth or dare, both of you drunk enough to admit you were attracted to each other, leading to the first of many nights you would spend in his bed. 

It should be nothing more than hooking up whenever the two of you were free and desperately needed a distraction from your stressful college life. Nothing really changed for a while, but the more you spent time in his arms, the more you would feel different whenever he casually touched you, hugged you or even held your hand. What were just normal occurrences in your friendship turned into something more for you; something to avoid when you were feeling particularly confused about your feelings.

Which is why you set up an alarm to leave early. And also why you lied about meeting Jihoon, to see if it would cause any sort of reaction. But what did that even mean? Woojin was obviously jealous, but to what extent? And why?

Your relationship walks on a very thin line, and you don’t know if it’s safe enough to cross it. You’re not sure if you want to find out.

A pair of hands sneaks around your waist, startling you, and Woojin buries his face on your neck.

“Can’t you ditch him? Just for today.”

“Woojin…” You begin, but he interrupts by kissing your skin.

“Stay? Please?”

You sigh, butterflies rising in your stomach as he trails his kisses down to your exposed collarbone. “Fine. Just this once.”

[teddybear-yn]

[october 28, 2019 - 21:56]

“Let’s go?” You softly ask Woojin as he loads his last box from the dorm to the trunk. He only answers with a nod, but silently, as you two walk slowly to the front of the van, you wait for the last minute, he’ll turn in 3, 2, 1...

“Wait.” He says almost in a whisper right before he pulls the door handle. With a smile creeping in your face, you speak before he does.

“Go ahead, Woojin. We have all the time in the night.” And then and there, he sprints and you watch him.

It warms your heart. The way Woojin run towards the entrance of the dorms.

The way the rest of the boys meet him at the bottom end of the staircase, all huffing and puffing from the running. The way they all hug each other one last time, with no words, but somehow they let the silence speak a million emotions. 

As you lean on the van, watching Chan pats Woojin’s back and Woojin pet the crying Felix and Jisung’s heads, you come to a realization. 

10 years from now, though everything may seem different and changed, the reality is that subtly, everything stays the same.

The nine boys can never be separated after everything they’ve gone through.

Although there may be some bumps and scratches, the big picture of them all together will remain safe, in one piece.

[geonwooz]

♡ JEALOUSY HEADCANONS — HONG WOOJIN + KIM GUNWOO

bf!woojin + bf!gunwoo x reader | wc : 0.6k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, domestic fluff, established relationship, mentions of jealousy, skinship | request : hello 👋 if it's not a bother for you can i pls request dating and jealousy headcanons for geonwoo and woojin? it's alright if you don't. thank you anyways ❤️❤️

🐯 ok so this babygirl is a softie at heart and can get very jealous at time

🐯 his love language is physical touch, so you best bet he’s always got his hands on you in some manner whenever you are together

🐯 aka only an idiot would try to flirt with you bc you two are clearly a couple

🐯 woojin is also protective over you (honestly, that could also be his love language bc he is protective over his loved ones as well)

🐯 he’s not possessive, i’d say — just overly protective at times

🐯 so you best bet the second he sees a man approach you, he’s swimming mountains and climbing oceans to make sure he’s by your side with his hand on your waist

🐯 woojin has a ton of facial expressions too, so if he was ever jealous of smth you were doing, i doubt he’d be able to hide it

🐯 one look at his face and yk exactly what the man is going through

🐯 even tho he isn't exactly vocal about being jealous, you can tell as soon as you look at him and will make all the effort to assure him

🐯 if he's jealous bc you are socializing with other people, you'll immediately make him the topic of conversation so that he's included

🐯 plus, it's a discreet way to introduce him to everyone as your partner

🐯 that is if they hadn't already noticed his hand placement on your waist

🐯 he absolutely adores how you do little things like that to assure him and always tries to keep his jealousy at bay

🐯 but every once in a while, there'll be someone who is testing his limits

🐯 “the lion, the witch, and the audacity of that bitch! why tf was he still tryna flirt with you when i was right there?!”

🐼 gunwoo is such a soft-spoken man

🐼 even if he’s jealous, he wouldn’t speak up on it

🐼 but also, it’s very rare that he gets jealous since he trusts you very much

🐼 and although he trusts you, that doesn’t mean he trusts other people

🐼 esp the men who are very much so trying to throw a line at you

🐼 he’s all for you being your own person and socializing (if that’s your thing) bc he wouldn’t want to hold you back for being your extroverted self just bc he’s an introvert

🐼 and being an introvert means being observant, which gunwoo definitely is

🐼 he’d let you mingle on your own but the second he sees you getting uncomfortable from unsolicited interaction with other men, he’s by your side in a heartbeat

🐼 no matter wherever you go in a room, gunwoo always has his eyes on you

🐼 so yk the second some man is trying to flirt with you, your boyfriend is gonna be by your side within the next minute

🐼 when it comes to jealousy, he isn’t really possessive bc he talks things out

🐼 if smth is bothering him and you don’t notice initially, he’ll give his feelings some time to marinate (just to see if he’s overreacting) before talking to you

🐼 he is very vocal with you regarding everything so the moment he feels like there’s smth that’s coming in the way of your relationship, he’ll speak out

🐼 knows very well that you are his safe space, and you won’t judge him for anything

🐼 honestly, don’t you just wanna put his man in your pocket ??? 😭

🐼 “jagiya, i’m sorry if i was being rude earlier. i guess i was feeling a little jealous.”

[sparklingskz]

the other side | kim woojin

▸ genre: fluff, neighbors au

▸ description: you heard a voice from the other side of your wall singing along to the music you were playing, which was... odd?

▸ word count: 2.2k

▸ a/n: sorry for taking a bit long to post.... i’ve just been stressed with school and life :(

The moment you stepped foot into your apartment you sighed in relief, peeling off your jacket and putting your things down on the table.

It had been a shitty day.

Between your teachers giving you way too many assignments, your co-workers screaming at each other and someone spilling their coffee on your shirt, you could definitely say you weren't in the best of moods. That's why you were just craving to get into bed, watch a movie and officially declare the day as over.

The faint smell of coffee on your clothes called for a shower, though.

You made your way to the bathroom, preparing some towels and pressing play on your showering playlist. Yes, you knew the walls were thin and you would probably get complains from some of your annoying neighbors. Did you care? Not at all, because what you needed in that precise moment was to destress, and what better way to do it than singing as if no one could hear you?

Well, turns out that last part was probably not true. 

You were shampooing your hair, enthusiastically busting out the lyrics of "Shape of You" alongside Ed Sheeran, when you heard a voice joining you, coming from the other side of your wall. You immediately froze, your voice dying in your throat and your hands coming to a halt in your hair. A tiny bit of embarrassment came over you, when you realized that a complete stranger was actively listening to your party of one. You focused on the voice, which showed no signs of stopping whatsoever and just kept singing even though you had become silent.

Mystery Voice Person was really good at singing, you noted. After listening for a few seconds, you decided to just throw all of your embarrassment out the window and started singing along again, both of your voices mixing together to finish the song.

When the next song started playing, you were half expecting the stranger to abandon the improvised duet-thing you had going on, but the moment Ariana Grande's voice filled the room you heard a small gasp followed by the same voice singing along. You, of course, immediately joined, and admittedly became a bit jealous due to the fact that Mystery Voice Person could hit such high notes so effortlessly.

A few minutes later and to your dismay, you didn't really have a reason to stay in the shower anymore, as you had finished washing up. That meant that it was time to turn off the music, but a part of you wanted to continue singing with the stranger, however odd it was. You let the song that was already playing come to an end, hearing how the person sang the final notes, and then got out of the shower. You stopped the music, and didn't hear any other sound coming from the other side of your wall.

-

Turns out that Mystery Voice Person joining your impromptu shower singing session wasn't a one-time occurrence, as in the course of the next few weeks it became common to hear the sound of their voice coming from the apartment next to you.

It was like this game that you had created, where one of you would start playing music and, if the other knew the song (which was most of the time), the both of you would sing along to it. Your music taste was really similar, ranging from slow ballads to hype songs that made you want to start dancing in the spot.

With the course of time you figured out that you guys shared both your bathroom and your living room wall, so you started to play music every time you took a shower or when you had free time and were just lounging in the sofa, looking forward to seeing if the stranger would join or not. That was, if he wasn't the one playing the music first.

Sometimes, you would come home from work and hear the faint sound of a song getting louder as you neared your apartment, and a smile would take over your face when you thought of your neighbor listening to it, waiting for you to join.

It was a pretty fun dynamic, to say the least.

Even though you hadn't met this neighbor face to face, the fact that you shared something as simple as music felt special. Sometimes one of the two of you would laugh at some ridiculous song choices the other would make (Barbie Girl was part of your playlist once), and other times you would notice the other had a bad day when their music consisted of pretty sad tunes. When that happened, you always tried to cheer the other up by singing in the most awful tones you could muster, earning some heartfelt laughter in return.

You didn't feel the need to see each other in person (you never happened to meet when entering your apartments anyways), as you considered that singing together was enough. You did exchange names around a week after the first time you sang together, that being the longest conversation you had held with each other.

"So," you said while getting closer to the wall so you could be heard more clearly, pausing the song that had started playing after the last one. "We've been singing together for like a week now and I don't know your name, Mystery Voice Person."

You could hear the sound of a breathy laugh coming from the other side of the wall. "My name is Woojin, and yours?"

"I'm y/n," you said after smiling, pressing play on the song.

Woojin.

-

It was an ordinary day, same old routine. Getting home, putting away your belongings, preparing something to eat, and then heading to the shower while pressing play on your music.

However, you felt that something was missing that day.

During these past weeks, when you showered at that hour Woojin had joined your singing, which meant that he was usually home around that time.

However, that day you were met with complete silence from the other side of the wall.

You didn't think much of it as first, as it wasn't an obligation of some sort to always be there when the other one played music. People had lives, so Woojin was probably just busy and wasn't home. Or, he just wasn't in the mood to sing that day. Whatever it was, you just hoped he was okay.

You started to become a bit worried when four whole days had passed with no interaction with Woojin. The weird thing is you had actually heard sounds coming from his apartment, like him walking or moving stuff around. You weren't about to go knock on his door and ask him what was going on, because it wasn't like you had an official agreement to what you were doing and you guys definitely weren't friends. Right? You were just neighbors who happened to really like singing together. 

On the fifth day of you not hearing any singing from Woojin, you happened to be released from work early and decided to use that time to relax a bit; maybe take a bath, go for a walk or watch something on Netflix while munching on some food. You ultimately decided on the latter, grabbing some snacks from the kitchen and heading towards the living room, ready to just plop down on the sofa and not move from that position for at least a few hours.

It was when you heard the muffled sound of someone crying that you stopped in your tracks, focusing your attention solely on finding out where it was from.

It sounded like it was coming from the direction of Woojin's apartment.

Food abandoned on the coffee table, you didn't lose one more second and got closer to the wall, moving over to the spot where the crying could be heard more clearly. You softly placed your hands on the surface, wondering if it would be appropriate to say something or not.

"... Woojin?" you asked, loud enough to be heard from the other side of the wall but still trying to sound gentle.

The crying seemed to stop for a moment, before Woojin answered. 

"Um." It sounded like he was trying to compose himself, followed by a sniffle. "Yes?"

"Are you ok?" You obviously knew he wasn't, but what else could you ask? You weren't about to demand him to tell you what was wrong.

Another sniffle. "Yeah, don't worry about me."

Hell, how could you not be worried when he practically disappeared from your sort-of-friendship without notice, and now he was there, sounding like he was having a hard time?

"Hey, I know we don't really know each other but... If you need someone to talk to, I'm here." After a few moments, you added "Even if it's through the wall."

A few seconds passed in complete silence, and then you heard some movement on the other side.

When Woojin spoke again, his voice sounded much closer, as if he had moved right next to where you were standing. "Um..." He seemed to hesitate for a moment. "It's just that I talked with my parents and they aren't very pleased with the idea of me studying music. They think that it's an unstable career, that I'm not good enough for it, that I'm not going to earn enough money... You know the drill." He sighed.

Well shit.

"Oh... That sucks, not gonna lie." You were able to hear a small chuckle.

"Yeah, so that's why I distanced myself from music for a bit, I'm really confused and thinking if I should just change majors completely." He sounded defeated.

"Woojin, your parent's opinions aren't yours. Do you love it? Do you love music?"

"Yes." He didn't hesitate.

"There you go. That's what matters in the end, the only path you should take is the one that makes you happy. If they see how hard you work for it and how much passion you put into music, maybe they'll see how important it is to you and they'll change their minds. Or maybe they won't, but you'll still have other people supporting you for who you truly are." You stopped your motivational speech for a second, waiting to see if he would say something. He didn't, so you continued. "And you definitely have the talent to study music, trust me. You shouldn't abandon it, as it sounds like you were meant for it."

A few more seconds of silence passed, when you heard him start crying again, and you panicked.

"Wait, did I say something wrong? I'm sorry! Woojin? What's wrong?"

"No, it's just... I really needed to hear that."

You visibly relaxed, and smiled. "Tell me if I'm overstepping, but you sound like you need a tight hug right now, and I'm happy to provide."

You heard the sound of steps getting softer by the second, followed by a door opening and closing. You held your breath in anticipation, just as the sound of your door bell ringing filled your apartment.

Rapidly heading towards your front door, you opened it to reveal a red-eyed, messy haired Woojin. You instantly opened your arms in invitation, and he was quick to wrap his own around you.

It was the first time you were seeing him in person, which meant that you would be able to stop imagining how he looked like every time his beautiful voice reached your ears. You weren't able to catch many details about him as he was currently hugging you, but you noted that he was pretty tall, your face barely reaching his shoulder, and that the smell of his cologne was very pleasant.

You stayed in that position for a few more seconds, and you tried to convey as much support in that hug as you could. He then pulled away, and quickly reached to rub at his eyes with the end of his hoodie's sleeve (he had actual sweater paws).

"Wow, I can't believe this is our first time officially meeting and I'm crying my eyes out." He laughed, and you followed.

"Hey, we've listened to each other's sad playlists, I'd say there's nothing to be embarrassed of after that."

"True, true."

"Are you feeling any better?" You softly asked.

"Definitely... You're right, I need to do what makes me happy, and that's definitely music. I just need a way to deal with my parents." He grimaced.

"You can think about that later, how about we stop standing in my doorway and you come inside to watch something on the TV to distract yourself? At least for a while," you offered.

He didn't hesitate to nod. "But only if we're watching a comedy or something, I can't handle any more crying right now."

You let out a chuckle. "You're picking, then." You moved to the side to let him inside your apartment.

And that's how you found yourself sitting in the sofa with Woojin, movie forgotten in the background as you both got to know each other over a huge bowl of popcorn. 

Who knew you would be able to get to know someone over the fact that you sang songs together from two different apartments, only separated by a thin wall?

[6ixfics]

shy / woojin

rated G! word count: 485

**gender neutral!

woojin’s your best friend. your bestest friend. you’d established the fact that you both are free to voice out opinions and listen to each other’s problems through the years, so it’s a little concerning that he’s dead silent for the past 20 minutes.

shit, was i a little bit too obvious at lunch with the rest yesterday? you wonder, remembering the slightest of touches as you sat beside him in the fast food chain booth the day before. did i expose myself? nice one, y/n. now you’re going to lose your best friend before you lose your crush.

“woojin,” you turn to look at him, startling him. he blinks at you, humming in response. “you good? you’ve been silent for like, almost half an hour.”

he sets his can of sprite down on the table. “i just… need to tell you something,” he twiddles with the ends of his t-shirt, his eyes fixated on his hands. “but uh, i don’t exactly know how to bring myself to say it, i– it’s a little nerve-wracking for me.”

“what? we talked about this, you can tell me,” you reassure him, giving him a light shove in the shoulder he chuckles softly, looking up at you. “i won’t judge. neither do i kinkshame, so if this is about you having a food-play kink or whatever–”

he flicks your forehead to shut you up. “that’s a little farfetched,” his laughter dies down. “you have to um, promise me you won’t like, walk out the door or anything. really, this is fucking scary,” he scrunches his face up, pursing his lips into a tight line.

“you know i, um, have a crush on you?”

you look at him as a soft oh tumbles out between your lips, your mouth falling agape. you watch as woojin nervously rubs the back of his neck, his knee unable to keep still on the couch. he tuts, then laughs, gently smacking your forearm.

“h-hey, don’t just… look at me like that,” he composes himself. “it’s okay if you don’t want to—or can’t—give me an answer! it’s not a big deal, seriously, i mean, in the end we’re still best friends and–”

“if i told you your feelings are reciprocated, is it still not a big deal?” you cut him off, your free hand placed on top of his on your forearm. “i like you too. or well, i liked you, and then i thought it was dumb because we’re like, really close friends and i tried to brush it off but then i realise that i still, really, really like you. i like you, woojin.”

woojin can’t control the happiness that’s clearly written all over his face. he laughs, rolls his eyes, before considering you again, squeezing your hand gently.

“god, you’re so cute when you’re shy too,” you tease, getting pulled in his chest immediately, playfully hitting your head.

“take it back!”

[cloudycrystalkpop]

skz woojin with number 4! (with a tiny dash of creepy pls!)

spell book

Woojin had been acting strangely recently. moodier then usual. he was usually you gentle and sweet lover, calm and warm. but he had been acting a little, rougher then you were used to.

while the change wasn’t entirely unpleasant, you couldn’t help but worry for him.

“Woojin,” you called to him from the kitchen. he hummed in reply, wandering in, rubbing his eyes as he had just woken up from a nap. “what do you want for dinner?” you asked.

“hmm, i don’t know.” he admitted, coming to stand behind you and wrapping his arms around your middle. you couldn’t help but smile as he nuzzled his face into your neck.

you nearly jumped at the growl like sound that vibrated from his chest.

“fuck baby, why you have to smell so good.” he nearly whined.

“i took a shower while you were sleeping?” you wondered. he chuckled against your skin, pressing a kiss to your neck before pulling away.

“i... i’m really not hungry.” he said, beginning to walk back towards the living room. you bit your lip, he hadn’t been eating much either recently.

“baby, will you please tell me what’s wrong?” you finally asked, following him. Woojin stopped, he hesitated for a moment before looking into your eyes.

he heaved a deep sigh, gently wrapping his arms around your waist again, this time pulling you into his chest.

“you know what i am, don’t you?” he questioned. you breathed in, but nodded into his shirt. “and you still stayed. ah, where did i find someone like you.” he chuckled.

“i just wanna make sure you’re okay.” you mumbled into his shoulder. he gently ran his hands up and down your back, humming to you softly.

“i’ll be alright. just... i ran out of blood.” he admitted. you pulled away slightly, looking up at him.

“you can’t just get more?” you asked. he shook his head.

“i don’t... i don’t have the heart to go out hunting anymore... and lord knows the hospitals are low on blood anyway. those people need it.” his eyes sank to the floor.

“why don’t you feed on me?” you asked.

“i wouldn’t ask you to do that.” he stated, shaking his head and beginning to pull away.

“you’re not, i’m offering.” you tugged him back, pulling his eyes to meet yours. he quirked a brow, analyzing you carefully.

“i don’t want to hurt you.” he stated once more, but didn’t try to pull away.

you offered him a smile. “it’s okay. i don’t mind. hell, i like a little biting anyway.” you winked, trying to pull a chuckle from him. your attempt was a success, as you pulled Woojin to wrap his arms around you once more.

“i’m so sorry my love... i hope you will forgive me.” he mumbled the words so quietly into your forehead, as he began to leave kisses down your face, until he made it to the juncture of your neck and shoulder.

you braved yourself, curious but a little frightened, you fisted your hands in his clothes, pulling another growl from his chest. in almost a flash, you felt a sharp pain in your neck, like what you’d imagine a snake bite to feel like.

you let out a slight gasp, before the pain numbed into almost nothing, spreading up your neck to down your shoulder. Woojin was still nuzzled against you, your body locked securly in his arms. the growling had turned to almost a purring sound, as he gently sucked on the twin wounds in your flesh.

you felt no pain, only the gently feeling of his lips and mouth on your skin. it was almost enjoyable, not unlike the handful of times you’d gotten hickies before. a moment later, he pulled his head up, red staining his lips.

he immediately pulled you in and kissed you. you were nearly thrown off balance but the sheer force he had, the passion in his kiss, like he wanted, needed all of you.

his lips tasted like iron and salt, the sting of your own blood. he pulled away after a moment, a bit of saliva tinted pink still connecting you. you held back a laugh at the odd circumstance, the chuckle dying in your throat when you saw his eyes.

dark and blown out. you had felt the sharp teeth in his hungry kiss, but now you saw them. he growled your name, pulling you impossibly closer to him.

“let me have another taste.” he begged.

[prettywordsyouleft]

I really love your stories and the drabbles you come up with on your Chelle Chats!! Could I possibly request something fluffy with Stray kids Woojin? I hope you've had a great day! And thank you so much if you do this request!

Hey! Of course you can! 

Pairing: Kim Woojin x reader

Word count: 232

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Smiling, you marvelled over his hand around yours, or more specifically, his hand alone. You could barely see your fingers sticking from the side of his palm, looking tiny compared to the largeness of his hand. You knew Woojin had a nickname of Bear for a reason, but you hadn’t really connected it until now. You felt so small compared to your new boyfriend, and it made you giggle.

You liked how warm and protective he was. 

“Why did you giggle?” he asked over your meal, looking up from the chicken he had been devouring. You smiled warmly at him, and he couldn’t help but mirror your gesture. God, he was just so adorable. Maybe he wasn’t a bear after all, but a giant puppy that you wanted to pet. Your thoughts were getting away from you now.

You giggled again. “I was just thinking about how big you are.”

“Oh.” 

You smiled encouragingly, leaning over the table. Just how cute did he have to be to hold your spare hand as you both ate dinner?! Poking his cheek, you grinned. “I like it.”

“You do?” Nodding in response, Woojin frowned. “What about it do you like?”

“If holding your hand means mine disappears, I’m wondering what would happen to me if we hugged.”

With a small smile, Woojin tilted his head to the side. “Maybe we should find out tonight, huh?”

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My ask box is open for this week’s Chelle Chats!

[softlunars]

60 things. — sorry.

things you said too quietly. — non-idol!kim woojin ; stray kids

requested: [yes!]

“this is the stupidest drama to ever exist.” you glared at the tv screen in front of you, angrily shoveling popcorn into your mouth. woojin sat beside you, trying but failing to stifle his laughter at your popcorn-muffled anger.

“you think every drama is stupid.” woojin took the bowl of popcorn away from you as he said this. your speed of shoving it into your mouth slightly concerned him; he didn’t want to deal with a dead best friend.

you huffed, puffing your cheeks like a little kid. “well this one’s stupider than the rest! who just watches their first love get hurt over and over without intervening?! that’s stupid! they’re stupid!!” at this, woojin choked on a laugh. he really couldn’t believe he was watching you throw a tantrum about some tv show.

“i didn’t know i was best friends with a toddler.” woojin teased you and reached over to pinch your cheek. you yelped as he did, falling sideways on the couch to avoid any more possible attacks.

“i’m not a toddler, for your information.” your voice was slightly muffled due to your squished face. pushing yourself up, you poked your tongue out before continuing. “i just have very strong opinions that need to be heard—”

“—is what a toddler would say.” woojin dodged a pillow you threw at his face, a chuckle erupting from his throat at the way you grumbled incoherently. he shuffled across the couch, throwing an arm behind your head once he reached your side. you instinctively leaned into woojin’s side, but immediately jumped back up when you felt him jolt.

“stop getting electrocuted and let me get comfortable.” you groaned and settled back into woojin’s side, barely comprehending that he said something.

another show illuminated the dim living room of woojin’s apartment. you’d randomly barged into his house, exclaimed “it’s the love of your life!” – and subsequently raided his kitchen before he could even exit his bedroom.

it was a common occurrence – you showing up to woojin’s house without telling him beforehand. most times, it was during exams, where you’d walk into his apartment just to collapse on the couch. woojin never minded – the most he’d do was tease you about being in love with him as he handed you a drink.

a month ago, though, woojin started minding for some reason you didn’t know. he’d come out to the living room slower, act different around you, do so many things differently that you couldn’t ignore it. you confronted him once about it, but the conversation didn’t get far before getting shut down by woojin.

you’d be lying if you said it didn’t bother you, but you pushed it to the back of your mind. woojin would tell you what was bothering him when he was ready.

“‘jin, seriously, stop acting like you’re getting electrocuted; i just wanna relax.” woojin whispered a quick apology as he tried to halt his movements. that didn’t happen, however, which not only annoyed you but worried you.

you lifted yourself from woojin’s side, turning to make eye contact with him. he was trying to act nonchalant, but you saw right through it. you’re his best friend; you know him better than yourself.

“‘jin, you’ve been acting weird for the past month. seriously, what’s wrong? what’s bothering you? i know you shut me down before when i asked, but i’m worried. so you’re not shutting me down this time.”

woojin sat in front of you quietly. he didn’t respond to your words; he didn’t know how to. how was he supposed to say he liked you – more than as a best friend?

you leaned forward, placing your hands on his knees. “i’m not gonna stop pestering you until you tell me what’s wrong, kim woojin.” you tried to catch his gaze but ultimately failed, seeing as he was looking everywhere but your face.

he could see you growing impatient, but no words fell from his lips. it felt like his throat was completely constricted – even if he wanted to, he couldn’t say something.

you sucked in a breath as you roughly poked his forehead. “tell me. what’s wrong.”

you could barely register that woojin had spoken; his voice was so low, barely reaching a whisper.

you didn’t know what he said, but woojin heard his voice ring loud and clear in his brain. “i like you. and i don’t wanna risk losing you.”

you pinched his cheek to bring his eye level up to your own. you could see the distress and sadness swirling in his eyes, dispersing to the rest of his face. it worried you extremely; woojin wasn’t one to show his emotions with expressions. or much at all. you’d only become aware of his problems whenever he cracked and let every frustration out. seeing him like this, now, made anxiety start to pump through your veins.

“‘jin, i didn’t hear you. can you please tell me? please? i wanna help you.” your voice took on a pleading tone, contorting woojin’s heart.

he let out a breath of air as he willed his voice to gain volume. his eyes looked into yours and his lip was sucked between his teeth before he tried to vocalized his issue once more.

“i like you. i don’t want to risk losing you.” his voice was still barely above a whisper, yet somehow, you managed to hear him this time around. you wished you didn’t.

your blood seemed to run cold as woojin’s words processed in your head. all of his actions from the previous month flooded your thoughts, each one revealing telling signs that yes, your best friend liked you. more than a best friend usually should.

you tried to rack your brain for a response, desperately trying to relieve woojin from the panic you could see welling inside of him.

just as you opened your mouth to say something in reply, woojin’s voice broke the silence that settled around you two.

“i knew you didn’t like me back, so i didn’t wanna tell you. and i tried distancing myself from you bit by bit, but i knew that wouldn’t stop you.”

“woojin—“ you tried to interrupt him, but you were cut short as the man in front of you continued.

“i know i’m stupid, just like those drama characters you poke fun at for falling in love with their friends. so i’m sorry. i’m sorry our friendship turned into a shitty drama plot line.” he let out a half-hearted chuckle when he finished.

by this point, you had leaned back from woojin’s body, trying to allot space between the two of you, in case your touch hurt him.

“i’m... i’m sorry, ‘jin.” your own voice diminished in volume as you took in what was happening. you watched woojin stand up from the couch and open his mouth.

“i wanna be alone right now, (y/n).”

you nodded, feeling yourself move from the couch to the apartment door. slipping on your shoes, you merely nodded to tell him goodbye.

once the door clicked shut, woojin collapsed back onto the couch, his head finding purchase in the palms of his hands.

he whispered – this time with no one surrounding him:

“i’m sorry for falling in love with you.”