#wtpr fanfiction

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saeon x heejoo | childhood friends | fluff | drabble

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JONGNO-GU, SEOUL, 2004

BAEK SAEON (14 YEARS OLD)

"Hello... my name... is Saeon... I am... 14 years old..." Saeon slowly signed in front of the mirror.

His fingers moved in a clumsy fashion, similar to a child's chicken scratch. But it was legible enough. Heejoo would understand him.

He repeated it. "Hello, my name is Saeon. I am 14 years old..."

Glancing at his textbook, he tried the next set of signs. "How are you doing? I'm okay."

KSL was surprisingly easy to get a grasp on. It definitely beat studying Latin or French, like his parents expected him to. A lot of the gestures corresponded with actual actions and his facial expressions carried half the load. Flipping to a different page, he wanted to see what some common concepts looked like.

Acceptance. Intolerance. Hate. Friendship. Love.

He went over the words, signing each of them. But he paused on the gesture for love, the slight hesitance betraying emotions buried deep within his subconscious.

To sign 'I love you', he had to make a fist and use his other hand to caress the fist. It was akin water gliding over and embracing a rock in a creek. He repeated the gesture three times, staring intently into the mirror, as though signing it to someone else.

The families didn't often meet up, especially since Ina was deaf and wouldn't be able to communicate smoothly with Saeon. It was sort of weird that she didn't learn KSL like Heejoo, but that wasn't his business to dig into. He had his own stuff to worry about. But he hoped that by the time they met again at some awful dinner, he would be able to chat with Heejoo on her level.

They had little in common. Heejoo was only ten. At the last party, she hid under the table with dolls to stay undetected from her mother. (And he had lied to her mother, pretending he didn't know where she was.) But Heejoo didn't snap at him to eat gross fish, or force him to wear scratchy sweaters and pleated trousers. She just let him exist.

In a way, he wasn't even 'Baek Saeon' in her presence. Just... a boy.

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Saeon and Heejoo had found a tree in the back of her garden with low hanging branches, thick enough to keep their weight, and long enough that allowed them to sit comfortably.

They went four metres high, which was a considerable height for two sheltered children living in the richest suburb of Seoul. Saeon felt a streak of rebellion each time he placed his hands on the rough bark.

(His hands had lost its thick and dirty calluses. They were soft now. But he remembered.)

They each sat on their own branch, facing each other. Heejoo was annoyed, signing fast and erratic about something her mother did. Saeon monitored her gestures and expressions closely, gluing everything together in his head.

He responded, asking follow-up questions. His signing went slower than Heejoo, but she patiently waited for him. He'd never seen Heejoo be impatient.

He could talk as well. Heejoo wasn't deaf. But... well... he liked the quiet. The rustling of the trees, her breaths, faraway cars and little birds scurrying at the tops of the trees had a calming effect on him. No one yelled or scoffed, or anything like that. Heejoo didn't even roll her eyes.

Saeon responded to her, signing: "That sucks. Your mom should just learn KSL."

Heejoo paused, thinking for a beat. And then: "She's thinking about pulling me out of school. She wants me to be home schooled. I guess she doesn't want to pay for my extra needs at school anymore."

His heart dropped to his stomach. He repeated her just to be certain. "Home school?"

Saeon and Heejoo didn't even go to the same school. He went to an all boy's secondary school. It had no impact on his life. And yet, it felt like a personal offense.

The girl nodded, her mouth pulling into a sympathetic smile as though he needed the comfort in this situation.

Saeon frowned. "Let my family pay for it then. They won't even notice the extra expense."

Heejoo smiled. "We're family friends," she signed. "Not married. You can't do that."

A shiver passed through him at the gesture of 'marriage'. The thought repulsed him. Marrying someone with the name 'Baek' attached to himself? No thanks. However, with the way the Baek's and Hong's were mingling, he had a sick feeling about his future. Ina and him were the same age. He wasn't stupid.

She continued signing: "Why don't you speak anymore? I'm not deaf."

Saeon flushed in embarrassment. "I like the silence," he signed. "And I want to get better at KSL."

"You're already good at it."

"You're better," he argued, his gestures firm.

Heejoo paused, her cow eyes staring at him with an indescribable look. It unnerved him. She was very much alive, but she sometimes reminded him of a haunted child from ghost stores.

Her fingers were lethargic—no: hesitant—as they moved. "I like your voice. Speak and sign at the same time."

Saeon's jaw fell slack, stunned, and he stammered out his first actual words of the day: "My voice– it's– whatever!" Resisting a scoff, he spoke and signed, like she asked. "My voice is squeaky nowadays. It sucks."

Right on cue, his voice shot up.

The girl smiled, her nose scrunching, like she was about to laugh out loud. She didn't. "Funny," she signed.

He rolled his eyes. "Whatever..."

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Cooperate

I dont know about yall but I loved the scene in episode 12 where Yu Yeon teases Hee Jo that she needs to cooperate to add family members to their home 🤭

Here is a fic inspired by this scene. This is smutty smut smut smut, which goes without saying. Enjoy!

"Cooperate" he said, his smile getting wider as he walked to their bedroom.

"If you want this house to be lively, we need more family members"

She giggled as he pushed through the door and placed her on the edge of the bed. He immediately began to undress her. Kneeling, he removed her slippers. "I can already picture it, 4 sets of slippers by the front door."

She smiles as her heart warms "a boy and a girl?" She asks, her hands finding his shoulders.

His hands which had continued to undress her with purpose, finding the button and zipper of her pants paused. He looked at her in thought.

"Yes, we need a little girl who looks just like you and I think she'll need a big brother."

The playful air continues as she shimmies out of her pants with his assistance. "Oh really? A boy first then" she said "with fierce brown eyes and that nose of yours."

She was almost naked now with only her undergarments remaining. His hands explored her skin and she was beginning to get wet.

'I don't care what they look like,' he continued. "Whatever we create together will be beautiful."

Tenderly he kissed her belly, then standing he made quick work of his clothes while she also finished undressing.

His eyes remained fixed on her as he undressed and the playfulness in the air gradually turned into something more heated. As he finished undressing and moved toward her she swallowed.

He was so beautiful, this husband of hers. That's why it was so easy to picture a life with him. To picture their home filled with laughter and joy. After everything they had been through, this was all she wanted.

Once he reached her, the height difference with her sitting meant it was easy to reach out to him and make her intentions clear. She wrapped one hand around the base of him as her lips found the head. Tenderly she kissed him. She felt it as he thickened and grew harder. Then she really began.

Mouth opening she swirled her tongue as she took him as far as she could. Head bobbing she heard him groan and release a deep breath. His enjoyment only made her hotter and she clenched her legs closed. Using one hand for purchase on his hip the other assisted her, moving up and down as her mouth continued to suction.

Coming up for air her tongue found the vein running on the underside of his member. She spent a few moments exploring it. Loving the feel, she hummed. Then just as quickly she took him back into her mouth.

The room filled with sounds of her pleasing him. His hips began to make shallow thrusts, seeking her mouth when she withdrew.

She was getting high off the scent and feel of him. As she continued her own hips began to circle, seeking some kind of friction.

Their eyes collided as he hit the back of her throat and one of his hands clenched in her hair.

"Enough" he said, pulling her off. "There's only one place I'll be cumming in tonight.

She smiled, "there's only one place I want you to fill me."

He sometimes couldn't believe this was the same Hee-Jo. Now without restraints, she was a pleasure to behold. Her impersonating 406 was only the beginning of her sharp tongue and easy wit.

His wife.

His spirit rejoiced each time he thought of it. Now everyone knew, and she was not Baek Sa-Eon's wife. She was his, Baek Yu-Yeon's wife.

The fact that she wanted a family, wanted them to create and make an impact on this world was the cherry on top. And he loved the idea of her pregnant.

The more he thought about it ,the wilder it made him. Heejo full and glowing growing their child. Waddling beside him as they made their way.

He scooped her up and threw her further onto the bed. She squealed and laughed as she bounced. He loved that they could be equal parts playful and full of heat.

As he made his way up, he kissed various areas. Her feet, thigh. Her belly - which he was quickly becoming obsessed with at the prospect of her getting pregnant. His mouth found one of her nipples then the other while his fingers found her entrance. He used her wetness to fill her with 2 fingers. Her back arched as his fingers and mouth worked together to give her pleasure.

"Ahh. Yu Yeon please!" Her cry was desperate.

"Please what baby?" His mouth left her nipple and found her neck as his fingers continued their torture.

"Ahh- hmmm" she sqirmed as he hit a particularly sensitive spot. "You know," her breath rushed out "what I want".

"I do," he said "but I want to hear you say it."

Her hips chased his fingers as he thrust them. With her head back, hair fanning out behind her and her back arched she was a sight to behold.

"Please" her head moved side to side "I need you. I want you to give me that baby boy we were just talking about."

Her words propelled him to action. He found her entrance. At the same time, he lifted her so her thighs sat on either side of his and sank her onto him and with one thrust was embedded within her.

Her hands came up around his neck as he thrust a satisfied sound leaving her throat. Together they chased their pleasure. She was meeting each of his thrust with wild enthusiasm, one of her hands moving up to grip his hair.

She felt like heaven. Her walls contracting around him each time he moved.

"god hee jo" he continued to half lift her as he thrust but he did not have to do much. Using her thighs for momentum she also lifted and rode him. Her mouth found his and she kissed him. "Give me a baby" she whispered.

He moaned, thrust becoming more frantic.

She yelped when he picked her up and placed her back on the mattress. Her legs wrapped around his back as he resumed thrusting. He could hear and feel her wetness as he slowed his movement. With this position he could stare into her eyes. He could see each flicker and flare that his movement caused. He could kiss her.

Their now slow lovemaking had her whimpering. She reached up and cupped his face. "I love you, I can't wait to carry your child".

"Ah!" Her words would be his undoing. She knew it too. It only made sense after years of not hearing her speak at all. Now she murmured words of encouragement, told him what he was making her feel. Begged him for a child.

He came inside her with a groan. Her legs still wrapped around his waist tightened to hold him in place. He released a deep exhale and came down to his elbows to kiss her again.

As he pulled out some of his release came out. Without breaking eye contact he used his finger to place it back into her. He felt her twitch, sensitive from their lovemaking.

"You know I won't be able to do this-" he lifted and flipped her easily onto her stomach. "I'll have to be gentle with you."

With her head resting on her arms she looked at him and slightly lifted her rear. "Better enjoy it while you can then."

He entered her from behind, placing some of his weight on her he began to move again. It would be a long night.

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yess my freaky ass wrote another cause I'm as desperate as y'all cuties😭💞

follow up to "bikini tease" cause we all wana know what happened back home

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