#x1 seungyoun imagine

[halaboyz]

lost times, seungyoun

(ex) bf! cho seungyoun x gn! reader angst, breakup au wc: 3.3k warnings: none that i know of a/n: I MISS MY BABY AND I HAVEN'T WRITTEN ANY ANGST FOR HIM SO !

"Youn, baby, what time do you get off work?" You coo through the phone, smiling as you fixed your things. "I just got off mine, I was planning on asking you out if you'll be out early,"

"Ah..." Seungyoun sighs, and you instantly knew what it meant.

"Overtime again?" You smile drops, pouting. "I can't do anything about that, then," You press your lips to a thin line, stepping out of the company building to look at the sky. What a waste, the weather was perfect today.

"I'm sorry. I'll be home late again, so make sure you lock the door and sleep tight," You nod at no one in particular, humming in response.

"Just make sure you have your Saturday night free for me," You remind, and you hear him chuckle.

"Of course, that's our fourth year anniversary. Would miss anything for that night,"

"Okay, then. Get working," You smile again hearing his response, bidding goodbye. "I'm going home now, I'll just send you a text when I do. Please get some rest when you can, and don't overwork! Just work how much you're paid," You joke around, ending the call after you get a response.

Your smile still drops after you hear the call ending, though. It was such a beautiful night, neither cold or hot, streets weren't as crowded as weekend nights, and you were still on your best condition.

But that's alright. For Seungyoun, it was alright. You understand that he's doing a lot more work than usual due to employee promotion right at the corner.

Yet you can't help the feeling of another night of surging in the loneliness as you walk home, wind gushing right through your face. It wasn't cold nor hot, but it was chilly for you. You had another night to yourself, with no one to hold on to, and no one to lean on to.

The feeling worsens when you realize that because of the good weather, a lot more couples were walking around, lovey-dovey and touchy while being in their own world. You can be like that too. You know you could be like that too.

If only he had given you the same amount of attention he did with his work.

If only he had prioritized you as well. You're not asking for much, you don't even ask to prioritize you more than his work. Just as much as his work. Just as much as he promised you when he gave you a promise ring.

To make you happy in all ways.

So how could you be so down now for a few weeks straight already?

Look, you're not hanging on him like he's your lifeline-- but who would be okay with only seeing your live-in boyfriend when you're lucky you're still awake by the time he's home? Or lucky when you wake up before he does to go to work? Or when the world's upside down and he actually has a day off?

"So... he's not your boyfriend." And when you actually, finally, open this up to someone, your bestfriend Yibo, he hits you with his words so bluntly.

"What part did you miss, Yibo? He's your friend too," You roll your eyes, not getting into his sarcasm.

"He's basically just your roommate," He scoffs, putting his drink down.

"I, for sure, shouldn't have asked you to hang," You mumble, nibbling your fries.

"Well, I guess the night was too young and pretty to pass up on," He gets one of your fries and pops it into his mouth, "If this was going on for so long, how come you're only telling me now?"

"It was our problem, of course we had to solve it,"

"How come you're solving it alone then?" He points out, grit in his tone of voice, anxious to make you get his point. "You see, what's the point of having a boyfriend if your life is as is? It's literally just more problems, isn't it?"

"Yibo," You sternly call out, making him sigh and nod.

"Okay, fine," He tries to calm you down, "I just don't really get it, y/n. He's not doing you any better. You try to work it out, but he's not even there! So what's the point?" His ted talk was short, but critical to you. It was what you needed, his bluntness. He wasn't going to sugarcoat things for you, to be able to lift yourself up from drowning. "You're my friend, he's my friend. I want the best for the both of you and if it means being better all together or not, I am going to vote on that,"

You were both silent for a few minutes before a call breaks it, vibrating in your pocket. You take it out to look at the caller ID, showing it to him.

"I'll go to the washroom real quick, take that."

You sigh, smiling at him then at the phone, actually wondering if you answer it or not. Your thumb glides to answer it anyway, whipping the phone to your ear.

"Hey, baby," You hum, ever so sweetly.

"Oh hey love," Seungyoun calls you through the phone, hearing papers being tossed. "I was just wondering if you're home yet. You haven't texted,"

"Oh, right. Sorry, I asked Yibo to hang tonight. The weather was too nice to pass on," You took Yibo's words to say and repeat, shaking your head. "Sorry. I forgot to send you a text. Are you done with work?"

"I actually am, where are you? Maybe I can drop by and get you," The slightest hope was what keeps you going. What keeps you holding. The slightest efforts, the slightest trying to make it better. You smile, now a genuine one, propping up your seat as you see Yibo walking out of the washroom and back to the table.

"Wait for me there, I'll go there." You mumble, not wanting Yibo to hear it but he had elephant ears. You hear Seungyoun chuckle when he hears your excitement, mumbling a "Love you, stay safe." before ending the call.

"Come on," Yibo grunts, seeing your smile slowly go bigger and bigger. "Okay, whatever. But don't tell me I didn't talk to you about this,"

"I'll make sure to talk to him about this, too, Yibo. Don't worry! I'll get going now," You rush out of the table, side hugging him. "This is my treat!"

Walking to Seungyoun's company wasn't long, but you sure took your time. You've thought a lot on the walk, Yibo's words lingering in your mind.

"Hey baby," You shake your head to forget all about it just this night, seeing Seungyoun patiently waiting for you outside his company. You hop to his side, giving him a big warm hug.

"Baby," Seungyoun whispers as he burrows himself in the crook of your neck, finding home in your scent and warmth. "Missed you,"

"Missed me? We brushed each other this morning," You chuckle, breaking the hug to take a good look on his face. Initially, you were still up in offering a walk down the road, but the tired look on his face makes you rethink.

"Literally. Brushed. When I was leaving you just got out of bed," Seungyoun pouts, squinting at you. "Don't tell me you didn't miss me,"

"I bet I missed you more," You challenge, confidently raising your shoulders. He laughs wholeheartedly, taking you into his arms again with a sigh of contentment. You caress his back, melting into his arms. "Let's go home?" You feel him shake his head, staying a bit longer in your arms as you both stay like that in silence.

"Don't you wanna go for a walk? Or do you wanna go somewhere?"

See? It's the little things, little efforts that Seungyoun does to keep you on your toes. That keeps you from leaving. The little trying to be better for you. You smile, cupping his red cheeks. You stare a little longer, slowly shaking your head.

"It's fine, we can go home now. We're both tired," You try and assure him, thumb rubbing his cheeks to keep it warm.

" Did you have too much fun with Yibo? Should I get jealous?" Seungyoun makes you snort when his reply leaves his lips, pressing his cheeks together as he raises his eyebrows.

"Are you crazy? I literally left Yibo for you." It was true. The moment his call connected, you knew you were going to come running for him anyway. "Besides, I don't wanna tire you out when we can rest the night as early as we can, right?"

Seungyoun smiles as he gently places his palm over your cheeks as well, rubbing his thumbs over it.

"Okay." He finally agrees, walking hand in hand as you walk down the road to your humble abode. You spent the night cuddling and sleeping in each other's arms, or at least he did.

You were up all night rethinking all of Yibo's words, and Seungyoun's broken promises.

You shuffle around your sheets as you stretch around your bed, trying to find some warmth that your sheets can't give you. When you reach out beside you, it was already empty. You sigh. Like any other day.

When you look at your phone, you realize you've only been asleep for an hour and had some time to stare at the ceiling once again.

"Missed him," Like, literally both meanings of miss.

Do you even deserve any of this? You ask yourself for the nth time. It wasn't even since last night, or since Yibo talked to you. It was since the day you first felt so empty. The day you were alone, lonely, and empty, and Seungyoun wasn't there to console you, comfort you. And not that he wasn't able to, he just chose not to. Picking work over you, that god time whoever even invented overtime, he did it again.

Do you deserve sitting alone in the corner of your shared apartment, feeling alone, lonely, empty once again, even though there were signs of life of Seungyoun every inch of the apartment? Where there were hundreds of picture frames either hanging or standing ever so proudly on top of tables, pictures of when you were both still on your prime time?

Do you deserve crying, oh so god help you, exhausted and unaware of the time quickly passing through the whole day of your day off?

Did you deserve it?

"Baby, I'm home..." You hear Seungyoun enter the bedroom doors, shuffling to finally get in bed after a whole (and extra) day of working in his office. You quickly shut your eyes to pretend sleep, feeling him squat beside the bed on your side and look at you.

His warm palm rubs your cheeks that were red from all the crying wiping you did all day, noticing your puffed eyes also. He sighed, knowing that there was something going on again and you haven't had the leisure to share it with him. Of course, he was unaware that it was because of his absence due to work.

Because if you had a problem, you wouldn't mind sharing it with him anytime, right?

"I love you baby, good night." He whispers, landing a peck in your forehead and heading to the bathroom to wash himself up before actually diving into your warmth.

But for some reason, it was too cold for the both of you.

You, having to skip bedtime due to your muffled sobs, hopping out of bed to avoid waking Seungyoun up and continuing your breakdown in the dark living room. And Seungyoun, having to reach at the side of the bed to continuously find your warmth.

Only did he realize that there really was something wrong when you don't come back to the bed and he wakes up groggy because of it.

Until he has to leave. Again.

He watches you stir in your sleep on the couch, hesitating whether to wake you up or just carry you to the bed without having to wake you. He decides on the latter and thankfully, you were on your deep slumber (you weren't) that he didn't need to feel apologetic waking you accidentally.

He sighs as he drinks his morning coffee, watching the dark skies form dark clouds as it prepares to greet the sun. Maybe you were just finding the right time to share everything with him. Maybe that was it.

Until he continues to hear your helpless sobs outside the bedroom doors for a few more sleepless nights, and he knew it. He finally knew, he finally realized.

Of course it was about him. About the two of you. That's why you weren't able to share anything with him at all, and how you avoided him for a few nights already by having to sleep early or continue to sleep unbothered when he carries you from the couch to the bed.

Or hasn't it been always that way?

That when he arrives home, it is always too late in the night that you don't have any other choice but to sleep, because how can you wait for him when you have your work yourself too? That when he has to leave at literally dawn, of course, you were still sleeping soundly until he's gone?

Has it always been this way? Has he? Was he prioritizing things wrong? Is he doing something wrong?

Is there something wrong?

But the fact that you knew that he knew you were sobbing endlessly at night when he feigns sleep, the fact that you knew that he knew that he was leaning just at the other side of the door of the bedroom, waiting for your sobs to stop and leave when he has to leave, the fact that you knew he knew there was something wrong, but did nothing but avoid it and avoid talking about it and avoid you...

Finally, was your last straw.

And it was your fourth anniversary.

For the first time in ages, he's left his office desk while the sun was still there, peeking at the horizon while it prepares to go down, and he's hesitant of how the rest of the night will become.

You haven't talked to him after that night you cuddled each other, but he had to leave early again, as always, and the next night was your absolutely not first night of crying of the many.

He dropped by somewhere before he had no idea where he was headed next, because oh god he didn't even have the time to plan anything, and you haven't even texted or called or showed your face to hi pm the whole day.

Okay, home it was. At least he was positive that you were going to be there.

Both of you should be fine by now, right? You could at least talk it all out tonight, right? Make things right.

He fiddled with the velvety box he had tucked so deep in his pockets, heading home with a heavy chest and a sigh.

"Baby," He picks up a smile, removing his shoes and heading inside to find you, only to be welcomed with the coldest air he has ever felt in his life. His eyes wander around, feet busy to search every room for you, until you are both in the kitchen, meeting eye to eye.

You had a glass of water in your hand, puffy red eyes and dressed up. Oh, you weren't dolled up for a date. You were just... simply dressed up, like, about to leave.

"Y/n."

"Seungyoun, can we talk?" You try to pull a smile, which ends up being way worse than you could imagine as it immediately drops, sitting at the four seater dining table that felt so much longer and far away from Seungyoun.

Finally. A talk.

"Happy fourth year anniversary, baby." Seungyoun starts, trying to reach for your enclosed hand on top of the table but your hands timidly retreat before even falling for his warmth all over again. He feels discouraged and embarrassingly draws back as well, heaving a sigh as both of his hands intertwine in shame.

He knew what was coming and was afraid of it. It wasn't what he was expecting, if he could be in denial of it until his last breath, he will be.

Silence. there was nothing between you, no exchanged words but longing stares, enveloped in silence, and foreseen tension.

"Youn," You call out, but rather than his eyes staying at you, it goes down to his hands. He cannot see you like this. It breaks him how much it breaks you to even open the conversation up. "Youn..." You whine, tears already forming and quickly escaping your eyes in vain.

"Do we really have to talk about this now? Tonight? A special night?" He exasperatingly sighs, frowning and almost scowling at you, yet he still denies any eye contact.

"Would you even have any time for that? When you don't even have time to ask me if I'm okay?" You rebut, voice slightly raising. "I've been having sleepless nights, drowning myself in my own tears and my own thoughts every night you're soundly sleeping, and you don't even ask how I am?"

Exhaustion was evident in your eyes as you begged for an answer. Sobs were already heaving out of you, but it doesn't make him budge.

"Let's..." You sigh out, realizing he's not even putting up a fight. You ease the promise ring out of your finger, setting it gently on the table. "...stop whatever this is, Cho Seungyoun."

When you played around with your finger and got the ring out only did Seungyoun look at you in horror. He thought he could talk you out of this. He was doing all of this for you now, wasn't he? Wasn't he doing enough? Didn't he show you enough?

"I don't see any reason in staying, Seungyoun. If I said I'm sorry for leaving like this... then it wouldn't prove anything I thought and did for you so I'm not going to ask forgiveness at all." You have finally calmed down, but your tears haven't. It was falling continuously like a river, and you were too tired to even wipe it.

God knows how much Seungyoun wanted to wipe it off himself. The last thing he wanted, the thing he'd beat anyone to a pulp if you did- cry, was something he'd take to the grave. It would let him haunt himself through his remaining years because he did that.

How could he even?

"Baby..." He tried, a late cover up for all his shortcomings, finally giving up his ego and trying to reach for your hand. You let him, caressing your hands in desperation. You both cry in anguish, in pain. Like the both of you were set up in torture the next day.

You sob helplessly, letting your head drop to try and catch your breath to no avail.

"Baby please," He calls out, "Hmm?" Trying to convince you with a death grip and a smile, but you shake your head.

"I should go," You stand up, letting his hand fall to the table with a thud. When his hand met the table, he knew it indeed was the end. "I wish you the best, Youn. You've been great, we have been. It just fell short,"

He looks down in shame, letting his hand stay in place where you left it.

Because maybe, maybe you'd come back, right?

You will, right?

But when he realizes that he was waiting for nothing, hours passed and in the middle of his lonely, cold night, he wakes himself up in reality.

He's done you wrong, and you made the right decision leaving. You didn't deserve that, but did he?

He reaches for the envelope and the velvety box in his pocket, staring at it.

A promotion letter and a notice of increased pay, and of course, an engagement ring.

He now had everything he wanted- for him and for you. But at what cost?

[restlessmaknae]

journey of heartbreak // woodz

The greatest muse of all is heartbreak.

➳ Characters: singer & songwriter!Seungyoun x female reader/you

➳ Genre: angst, heartbreak au, slice of life

➳ Words: 1.7k

➳ Warning: - (let me know if there are any!)

➳ A/N: I know this is my second angst WOODZ story and overall my third story with him, but I feel like angst really suits him because of his songs. Major inspiration for this was the mentioned songs at the beginning of each part and his Paris vlog. ❤️

Also, this is just a work of fiction, the Seungyoun in the story isn't the same as the Seungyoun in real life despite portraying him as a musician.

➳ Taglist: @dat-town, @s00buwu

Drowning

“Do you believe in loving someone forever?”

“I believe in it, but I don’t believe that it always means staying together forever. Love changes, its quantity, its quality, the way you love someone, and sometimes loving is letting go, sometimes loving is holding on.”

Seungyoun recalled your conversation with him, swimming into his unconscious, as he was looking out the window of his studio, wondering where you could be and what you could be doing. While he was stuck on the first chords of a new song, you might be finishing work, you might be doing grocery shopping, or you might be holding another man’s hand while walking under the blanket of freshly fallen snow.

The latter thought stirred up some ugly feeling inside of him, and as it was twisting, turning into something that resembled missed chances and gawking regret, he was drumming on the notebook with his fingers, trying to pacify his ever changing thoughts and contrasting feelings. One moment, he was absolutely losing his mind, the lack of your presence killing him from the inside, squeezing his heart and burning his lungs. A second later, he was raging, mad at you for leaving him behind, your usual ray of sunshine only bringing a cold shower on him ever since.

How could you leave him? How could you walk away from him while wishing the best for him, saying that he would be better off without you? You still loved him, you told him yourself, and he still loved you, so why couldn’t it be easier to stay?

“Believe me, it’s been really hard for me to come to this decision, but I can’t keep on doing this. As much as I love when we can spend time together, I can’t forget about the times we’re apart, and it’s been killing me,” you had told him with tears streaming down your face, and Seungyoun had felt himself tearing up.

He knew that he couldn’t ask you to understand the world he was living in with the messed up tour schedules, the nights spent in his studio whenever inspiration hit him, the irregular texts and cut off calls, sometimes being half a world apart and other times being snuggled up against his chest in your apartment, listening to the cacophony of his heartbeat. He knew that he couldn’t, and yet… wasn’t he trying his best, wasn’t he trying enough to make it work whenever you had the chance to be together?

Seungyoun was sitting there in his chair, windows closed, doors closed, heart closed, and felt like he was drowning. That feeling when someone was fighting for air when their lungs were on fire, that feeling when someone wanted to reach the surface of the safe and sound and the known, that feeling when gravity was pulling them downwards but they wanted to fight to stay upwards… he was feeling all of this, all at once, magnified by the serenity of the world around him. How could everything be so serene and picturesque when he was in the middle of a storm?

He grabbed the page of the notebook he was working on and tore it off. Then, he crumpled it and threw it into the trash bin, becoming yet another victim of his lack of inspiration. More precisely, his overwhelming frustration. One paper followed another, and just like the snowdrops that were accumulating on the ground outside of the building, his crumpled pages were soon piled up and covering one another.

He wished he could just hide under them forever.

Picasso

“Where do you take inspiration from?”

“I take inspiration from everything, basically. It can be a movie, a quote that popped up on my social media one day, a couple I saw strolling on the streets or my own feelings that I’m trying to decipher.”

Even if Seungyoun was going through one of the most transformative phases of his life, inspiration just didn’t come to him. Whenever he tried to pick up a pen and write a few lines of lyrics, he got stuck and it made him so mad that he immediately crumpled the paper and threw it out. Whenever he tried to go back to an old song of his, he just wasn’t feeling it anymore, so no more words were written for them either.

So after two months of not being able to start or finish any song, let alone continue writing a song about how good it felt to be in love when he was the furthest from that feeling, he decided to have a little change of scenery, and booked himself an impromptu trip to Paris. He hoped that it would help to be away from the city he knew all too well, from the streets where he used to stroll with you, from the cafés where you used to sit. He hoped that by going somewhere far away, he would stop thinking about you, and how much he missed you, and how much he wished he could turn back time because he knew he had been at fault, too. He couldn’t just continue blaming only you. It would have been easier, of course, but now he was trying to see things from your perspective instead of his own, and he started to realise where it had gone wrong.

So off he went. He had been to Paris a few times before for concerts, but he had never stayed too long. This time though, he didn’t buy a return ticket, he just went. As he was sitting in a café, slurping on a way too hot espresso, he suddenly remembered that you used to say that you would love to visit Paris one day, but it had never worked out when he had been touring there.

“Sitting in a place that we would have wanted to visit together alone…” Seungyoun mumbled to himself, watching the city wrapped up in its rain coat, sunshine hardly peaking through the clouds, his heart shivering with the cold temperature.

Then, he grabbed a pen from his bag and got out his notebook, quickly scribbling down the sentence he had just said out loud. Then another and another… He stopped to take a few more sips from his coffee, but he kept going, feeling this surge of energy going through his body, his brain working super fast, his hands even faster. He wasn’t even thinking about the words anymore, he just kept going with his feelings, and they took him to his first song in months. His first, finished song in months about how you could turn his pain into art, and how he wished he weren’t your muse.

Raindrops accumulated in a pebble under his feet while working, but Seungyoun didn’t care. Even though winter never seemed to last as long as the last one did, now, he felt like spring was oozing out from underneath him, and he yearned for the change of scenery, for the change of weather, for the change of his feelings.

Even if it meant that he had to write all of his feelings into songs to get over you, he wanted to keep going. He would have even run through a burning building for you, so what were a few songs?

He wished he could get lost in them forever.

Happy For You

“Why did you title your new album ‘Journey of Heartbreak’?”

“It’s because I’ve realised that heartbreak isn’t like happiness. You can’t just accept it and feel it, and then move on. Heartbreak is a journey, and even acceptance is difficult, moving on is even more so. Overcoming heartbreak can be a few days for some people, but I think more people need many many more days to overcome it.”

“What’s your favourite song on the album?”

“ ‘Happy For You’. It’s the last song on the album, and it’s about wishing someone happiness even though you ended things. It’s about realising that there comes a time when you’re happy for them, and don’t wish anything bad on them.”

“Your fans absolutely love the new album, and the critics praise the clever structure of it, the songs corresponding to the phases of heartbreak. There’s just one question on everyone’s mind after all this: was this album inspired by your own love life, or was it just inspiration from many other things?”

“Well, I will leave that up to everyone’s interpretations.”

As much as Seungyoun struggled to come up with any song after your break-up, the album was put together in merely three months from the first song to the showcase stage. Once he got started on it, he couldn’t stop. It seemed like he had an awful lot to say that had been weighing down on him, and with his forever companions - music sheets and notebooks -, he got them off his chest. One by one, he went through regret, disappointment, fury, guilt, acceptance and even happiness.

He put the songs on the album in the same order he wrote them, that’s why ‘Happy For You’ concluded it. Because when he once saw your smiling picture on social media, announcing that you were promoted at work and had the chance to relocate, he was happy for you. He truly was. On top of that, he also knew that you had previously turned down another relocation offer because you had wanted to stay in Seoul for him. Something that he could never promise you was to stay in one place, yet you were willing to do the same thing for him.

You deserved it, you deserved it so much that he really hoped that you would meet someone new there, and have the life that you always wanted to have.

And right then and there, he realised that he didn’t wish to be a part of it, not anymore, he was fine with being a memory instead.

A/N: Thank you so much for reading my story! I hope you enjoyed it. Let me know what you think in the comments or as reblogs. I always read them and react to them. 🥰

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[saintbusan]

21:24 (Cho Seungyoun)

[21:24]

Since fall is approaching slowly, the nights getting colder the day getting dark too fast for your liking you start to relay on your human energy which is your boyfriend seungyoun.

Despite him beging busy with the upcoming projects and radio show appearance he is aware how the seasonal change can affect your mood, that’s why every time he comes over he brings your favorite food and snack and tries to make the best of the long night which you complain about all the time, sometimes when it’s still early and he doesn’t have any work you go for a walk ans absorb the surroundings, talk about the fallen leaves and how quick their color changed. Seungyoun cracks many jokes and makes you laugh the whole walk so you can let go the uneasy feeling.

At the end dark cold night means tons of cuddle session with each other, watching movies and talking about the burden both of you face seungyoun talking about his struggles and letting go of everything helps him to be ease with himself.

Whenever you feel drained and lost, seungyoun lights up your day like a bright sunshine and shows you that it’s not that bad, just like how you show him to overcome his struggle.

[seokmattchuus]

Dress Up - Seungyoun

A/n: Not entirely sure what I did here but as per request, here is a new Seungyoun fic for anyone who was in need. P.S. I don’t know if I proofread this. My bad. 

- Requested -

“Are you sure this even looks sexy?” You turned to your friend as you twirled in front of your bedroom mirror. “It kinda makes me look weird?” You questioned.

“It probably looks weird ‘cause you’re wearing it with tennis shoes and an oversized shirt.” Your friend, Jinny, scoffed. “It’s a schoolgirl outfit. It would look better with the shirt and tie we bought with it and then maybe some thigh highs.”

“But that shirt’s too small.” You frowned. “What if it looks weird?” 

“Why do you think everything’s gonna look weird?” Jinny asked as she tilted her head to the side. 

“Because I’m shaped like a potato and I’m only doing this because I overheard him and his friend talking about things they wanna try and of course Seungyoun’s bitch ass wants role play when I don’t even know how to fucking dirty tal-”

“Breathe.” She cut you off. “Too many words that don’t mean anything. If he’s into it, it’s not going to matter how you think it looks.” She chuckled. “He’s gonna see the thigh highs and that sexy little skirt, and you’re not going to have to do anything.” 

“Bu-”

“No, madam, potato. But nothing.” She shushed you as she held up the matching shirt. “Now go put this on while I look for some thigh highs.” 

You took the shirt from her reluctantly and turned towards your bathroom. You took off your oversized shirt and let it rest over the side of the handle, sighing as you picked up the too-small button up. 

You put your arms through and buttoned all but the top one and looked in shock and just how small it was. Sure, it covered everything but at what cost when it left nothing to imagination?

You shook your head. You weren’t some kid. Why was this making you flustered? You’d slept with people before. You’ve worn lingerie before, hell even tail plugs. Why was some dumb outfit going to be your downfall?

You took a deep breath before exiting the bathroom, some of your nerves settling as Jinny eyes trailed over you.

“Madam potato,” She started. “You definitely aren’t a potato.”

“Shut up.” You laughed as you threw the previous shirt at her. “But seriously, how does it look?” You asked as you turned for her.

“Put the thigh highs on and then I’ll answer.” She smiled as she tossed the pair to you.

After putting them on, you felt less awkward as the outfit looked complete. You still had no idea how to act or what to do once Seungyoun got home. 

“Y’know,” She started as she looked you over before nodding. “I think I might just buy one and surprise Wooseok.” 

Ignoring her comment, you went back to your current thought. 

“Should I wear an oversized hoodie and surprise him like that? I think it’d be better than just chillin’ in this when he walks in?”

“I mean you could, but wouldn’t it be better if he just walked in on you laying down like this.” She said as she laid on the bed in a cliché manner. 

“It’s a schoolgirl outfit. Laying like that would make it look weird. Wouldn’t a hoodie add to it?” 

“It would but he’ll just toss it to the side so why bring it out?” She paused. “And don’t say because you’re shaped like a potato.”

You stayed quiet as that was going to be your response and all Jinny did was shake her head. 

“Yes, a hoodie adds to it.” She said before pausing again. “Maybe a solid color one?” 

You walked to your closet and looked over what colors you had before pulling out a light blue one and turning to show Jinny, getting a thumbs up in return. 

-

It had been hours later, Jinny having left your house after giving you a pep talk about how Seungyoun was going to love it. However, as you counted down the minutes until he came home, you couldn’t help but nervously pace around the living room.

You heard his car pull up and you quickly threw yourself on the couch, turning on the tv and hitting the shuffle button once Netflix opened. You heard his footsteps coming and pulled out your phone to aimlessly play some random game.

“Hey, babe.” He smiled as he walked through the door, placing his laptop bag against the couch. “Someone’s cold.” He laughed lightly as he saw the hoodie and thigh highs.

“Hey, how was your day?” You smiled up at him, ignoring the statement as he kissed your forehead. 

“Good, I finished that song I was working on, still working the beat for the other one though. What about your day?” 

“It was decent. I went out with Jinny and we bought some clothes, then we got coffee while we caught up.” 

“Clothes? What’d you get?” He smiled as he kicked off his shoes.

“Some stuff.” Your voice lowered as you got shy.

“‘Some stuff’ like what?” He tilted his head, trying to figure out why you were shy. “Lingerie?”

“Something like that.” You looked towards your lap as you played with your fingers. “I’m wearing it right now.” You looked up at him, a sliver of confidence in your eyes, but quickly breaking as you met his stare. “If you want to see..”

“I would love to see it.” He said in a reassuring voice, hoping it would make you feel less anxious.

You got up and moved over to straddle his lap, watching his eyes squint as he felt the fabric of the skirt move against his jeans. He placed his hands lightly on your waist, his fingers playing with the hem of your hoodie.

“Baby, what lingerie needs a skirt?” He cocked a brow, his voice dropping as he lifted the hoodie enough to see the waistband of the skirt.

“I said it was like lingerie. I never said it was lingerie.” You licked your lips. “But you can lift up the hoodie if you want to find out.”

With an amused smirk, he slowly wrapped his fingers around the fabric and lifted it, your arms coming up to help him take it off. You watched as his eyes changed when he noticed the white button up. Once the tip of the tie poked out, he completely took the hoodie off and looked you up and down.

No words were said between the two of you as you watched him take you in. Part of you wanted to speak up but you really couldn’t find it in you to speak first, too scared he wasn’t as thrilled as you’d hoped.

As if he sensed your nervousness, his hands came down to your thighs, playing with the hem of the skirt.

“How much was the outfit?” He spoke lowly.

The question took you by surprise. Definitely not being the first thing you’d thought he’d say.

“In all...maybe, forty-some?” You questioned yourself.

“I can just buy you more if it gets ruined.” He smirked to himself.

It was so low you almost missed it, but even if you had, his next actions would’ve said enough. His hand came up to roughly pull the tie towards him, catching your lips in an impatient kiss. His other hand roughly kneaded your thigh, his fingers inching up slowly.

His sudden neediness had yours growing, completely forgetting whatever worries you had about this whole idea. If anything, you’re wondering why he never said anything about it earlier. 

You were pulled from your thoughts as his fingers finally touched you, a small gasp coming out..

“And nothing under it?” He panted out, his free hand still keeping your face close with his hold on the tie. “I think you enjoyed setting this up, hm?” He teased. 

Not having the heart to express how you were actually worried, you just nodded as you rolled your hips into his hand, a quick pinch to your thigh stopping you.

“Let me enjoy this.” He whispered, suddenly spreading his legs so you couldn’t do it again. “You got all dressed up for me. I should at least show you how much I appreciate it.”

He kept eye contact as his fingers trailed over your slit, one coming up to slowly rub your clit. Your eyes closed as you sighed from the contact but he tugged the tie quickly to get your attention. 

“Watch me.” He whispered sternly, his finger speeding up.

You fought the urge to close your eyes, putting more focus on biting your lip in an attempt to find some grounding. 

It was when he moved his fingers lower, slowly pushing them into you that you slowly broke, your eyes squinting as he curled them perfectly while speeding up their pace. Your legs tried to close instinctively, but Seungyoun’s legs were stronger, holding your legs open so you couldn’t stop him.

“So pretty, baby.” He rasped out as you clenched around him. “I don’t deserve you.” He whispered, causing a needy whine to fall from you. 

“Please,” You whispered, your eyes closing. “I need you.” 

He tugged on the tie again, but you couldn’t open your eyes, too overwhelmed by the feeling of his fingers, nearly crying out when he stopped. 

“I’ll let it slide this once.” He warned at your disobedience as he roughly let go of the tie. “Only because I don’t think I can wait anymore.” He groaned as he worked on his own jeans, roughly undoing them and releasing himself before turning his attention back to you.

You moved yourself to hover over him while he aligned himself with you. You wasted no time sinking down on him, your head falling back as you felt every inch of him until you were flush against him. 

“Fuck, baby,” He rasped out as he watched you bounce on him, seeing himself disappear under your skirt. “How’d I get so lucky?”

You felt yourself get shy at the compliment but tried not to focus on it. Your hands moved to grip his shoulders for support, letting out a loud moan when he matched his trusts to yours.

“S-Seungyoun-” You gasped out, your legs struggling to hold yourself up.

He gave you a knowing smirk before slowing down and picking you up, swiftly turning you both over, so you were facing the couch, your head laying against the cushion. 

You felt his hands slide up the back of your thighs before you felt your skirt being bunched at your hip. 

He pulled away for a moment to properly remove his pants and kick them away before returning behind you.

His hand ran over your ass and licked his lips as he groped at the soft skin before giving it a slap. It wasn’t long before he was placing himself between your folds, sliding himself teasingly between them before pushing inside, using his hold on your skirt to pull you closer. 

“God, this skirt,” He groaned as your hips reached his, his hands finding their way back to your ass. “Can’t believe how good a piece of fabric could look on someone.” You could hear the smirk in his voice as he started slow thrusts, his grip tightening on his hold of your skirt.

Your mind was spinning, partly from how overwhelming he felt but also at how all it took was a simple skirt. Could he really be that easy? You’d question him but you weren’t so sure you wanted him to stop. 

“You’ll start wearing them often. Right, baby?” He groaned as he picked up his pace, your head giving a poor excuse of a nod. “Words, princess.” He groaned as his hand came down harshly on your ass.

“Yes, fuck.” You whimpered, your words barely audible as you couldn’t find it in you to move your head.

“That’s it,” He cooed at you, his hand moving to pet your hair lovingly.

“That’s my good girl.”

[nari-nim]

woodz as your boyfriend

genre: fluff + smut (separated) 

word count: 946

nari-note: i love this mans

Oh he can flirt. You will know when he is into you.

It’s the most interesting combo of him being so self-assured and smooth, asking you out and making sure you both have a good time, while being so soft and shy and blushy the whole time

His eye smile is the sweetest and he just can’t stop smiling when he is with you

If you ever get into a love triangle with him and someone else wanting to date you he will not back down

His drive is insane, and he’ll do anything to make sure you see his feelings for you and chose him 

Will make the first moves, no problem

He wants to be a “man” to you, may lean into gender roles lol

In the dating phase, he showers you with affection, and will do everything he can to build a strong relationship by demonstrating his devotion and reliability by whatever means available.

He’s so excited to share all of his ideas and opinions with you. Think rambling to you while you cuddle, chatting with you as you walk hand in hand to various places, calling you while he’s in the car, asking wild questions in the most inconvenient times, etc

Sends you so many memes

Basically will blow up your notifs if you stay away from your phone because he has so much he wants to share with you

Sees relationships as a perfect method of mutual exploration and imagination, a chance to connect with someone he finds so cool

He’ll take this relationship so seriously, he’s so devoted and loyal to you!

Long-distance relationships is no match for his passion. No matter how far away or how long y’all spend time apart, he puts in so much effort to make sure you are both still feeling connected and loved

Ball of enthusiasm 

Occasionally needy

Can get jealous

So please put in the same effort and passion he gives to you

But he’s definitely the type to treat you with such a soft spot

Like he literally just finished screaming and running after his friend, and suddenly he sensed that you were frowning at your phone and just looks at your with such a soft expression

His friends all think he’s whipped for you and they’re not wrong. He won’t admit it to them but everyone knows

Likes cuddling up to you

Wants attention and cuddles all the time

Lays his body on you, leaning his body weight against you until you address him

Teases you so much

But it’s because he really wants to see you laugh all the time

Sends you a bunch of photos and updates throughout the day

Likes sending you selfies and photos of himself to get your compliments

He’s hot and we both know it

If y’all get super serious and committed, he’s the type to get a tattoo dedicated to you

Verrryyy spontaneous

The level of chaos he brings is unmatched

And it makes everything so fun!!!!

So spontaneous dates. The most mundane day could have a sudden twist and you’re like vibing in a whole new setting you never expected to

So many fun memories and stories you can share with your friends afterwards

Truly never know what to expect when being with him and that’s what makes it fun

Introduces you to his friends

Likes being social and feels like it’s so much more fun with you around

You suddenly meet so many people through him and he helps you get out of your comfort zone

Everyone thinks the two of you are so cute <3

Introduces you to his mom like 2 months in

Likes outdoorsy dates!

Takes you skateboarding

Takes you to his recording booth

Takes you on road trips

But also loves spending the whole day in together

Netflix and chill, but y’all really do watch the movie and just knock out 

NSFW after this

Dom. Hard dom at times.

He’s confident and cocky, for good reason

He knows what he’s doing

Obsessed with you riding his thigh riding

Obsessed with you begging

When combined, it’s pefect. You’re just begging for him to fuck you while you rut against his flexed thigh muscles and it’s the hottest thing

I think he’s an ass guy

Into spanking

Light breath play, lowkey he likes getting choked 

Dirty talk!!!!!

He’s so fucking talkative in bed

Likes seeing you squirm and get flustered from his words

Loves hearing your praise too

Like tell him how good he’s making you feel and he takes it in stride saying things like “that’s right, daddy’s making you feel so good”

Sorry yeah I think he has a daddy kink

He has a size kink!!!

He’s proud of his height and size and wants you to verbally confirm that in bed

Likes it soooo much when you are verbal in bed

Also imagine getting pounded so hard that it’s hard to keep hold of him

And then at one point you just go pliant, eyes staring up into his, mouth open in slack pleasure, the saliva he spat in you and drool starting a trail down the side of your mouth 

That’s his favorite hard dom moment <3

I think he’s explorative. Will try anything you suggest. He will willingly experiment with you, even early in a relationship.

He can also be oddly perfectionistic, believing that these intimate acts are a representation of a deeper love.

He never wants to disappoint, so make sure to tell him how good he makes you feel. 

Um possessive sex is a thing

You’re his :) He will make sure you know that

So yeah primal jealous sex will never be off the table

But I can also see how he can have moments when he’s really fun and giggly in bed

Likes kissing all over and coo at you beautiful you are

Likes seeing how your smiles contorts into moans

It’s cute

Aftercare with him? Super sweet. He’ll take care of you, no worries. 

[p1hwoodz]

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[sanstropfremir]

on the topic of produce groups and popularity while i do think the built in fanbase any contestant has on a produce show gets is a bonus there are some anomalies in popularity that dont always guarantee produce contestant alumni success. ive and lssfm have the most popular members in izone. meanwhile everglow is popular overseas (not sure about korea they dont have many wins) with midranking/lowranking produce 48 members. but cube has a group thats about half produce 48 members mid/high ranking that barely get promo? these arent the most solid examples because a contestant doesnt have the same amount of popularity as someone in a produce group *but* weki meki has 2 produce members in their group from i.o.i (who were very popular)and they dont have much popularity to show for it. so its a balance between company and member popularity. if a good company has less popular contestants or members they can make it work.(i.e. everglow) if a bad company has a popular member its not always a surefire success. (chungha basically put her company on the map meanwhile fromis 9 had a FLOP company until hybe finally swooped in) starship and hybe hit the jackpot. popular members AND good promo.

i mean yea, it absolutely does depend on how the company handles it and how popular each individual member is. saying everyone gets the same popularity boost from being on a produce show is a bit too much of a blanket statement bc honestly it's about half and half if the popularity actually does something significant or not. like even for wanna one; you have kang daniel who's more or less a household name, and also yoon jisung, who does musicals and cute flop citypop tracks and makes songs with his dog. and there's also how the show saved nu'est from the brink, even when minhyun didn't promote with them for two years. even at the less opposite ends of the spectrum, ab6ix might as well be called daehwi and the woojins, but baejin barely stands out from the rest of cix anymore, even though they are similar groups with similar-ish popularity. and of course that's not even bringing up the mess that was x1 and how all the offshoot groups from that are doing.

[sanfl0werrr]

[12:11]

“i’m sorry,” seungyoun confessed as tears stained his face, his hands cupping your face, “i’m really sorry.”

you had your forehead against his, momentarily closing your eyes to gather your thoughts as you sniffed through his apologies.

you laughed a little, looking at his stained face while tearing up, “but it’s not your fault. it wasn’t your fault in the first place.”

he breathed a heavy sigh, “i know.. i’m just-“

there was a sudden pause in between his words and all he was looking at was you. all he was thinking about was you at this moment. he felt apologetic throughout it all despite having you on his mind all day.

he felt he couldn’t voiced it out properly and all he wanted was for you to be assured of him, and his feelings especially.

“i like you too much to see you like this,” seungyoun confessed once more, “and i’m a fool for not noticing in the first place.”

“i’m a fool!” he lightly slaps his head and chuckled, tears still evident in his eyes.

and you laughed together with him, trying to assure him at the same time.

“and i’m sorry too,” you cried out softly, “i let my emotions get the better of me.”

“and you’re no mind reader so you can’t exactly tell when i’m okay and when i’m not and that’s totally fine, seungyoun.”

you wiped his tears away, softly brushing away his hair strands from his face and admiring the handsome view before you as you smiled at him.

“i think i like you too much too,” you suddenly confessed as you stare into his eyes, “i can’t seem to get away from you.”

he chuckled in glee and pulled you in tightly for a hug, your body landing on top of his on the sofa.

he jokes around, still embracing you in his arms, “once you fall, you can never get out!”

you laughed heartily and joked back, “then keep me imprisoned in your heart.”

and all of a sudden, his gaze on you turned serious and the laughters subsided. your eyes widen at the immediate change.

seungyoun smiled at you without saying anything, his affection for you gradually increasing by the second. he wanted nothing more then, but for the time to stop, so he’d get to spend his forever with you.

“you had me wrapped around your fingers since the moment we met,” he caressed your cheeks softly, “so i think it’s more appropriate for you to keep me imprisoned in you heart.”

you laughed out loud, tears forming in your eyes as you lay against his chest, “so we just have to keep being imprisoned in both our hearts?”

“that’s the idea.”

you laughed once more, “you already have me with you, seungyoun.”

“and you have me as well, always.”

[key201303]

Can I have NSFW A-Z for WOODZ?

Also, Happy Birthday! I hope you’ll enjoy your special day!!!

Heyy!! Omg I'm so excited for this one🤧 is the first request I got with him and I was willing to write something with him 🤧 So thank you for requesting!! ❤️❤️ And also thank you for your birthday wishes!! ❤️❤️ I hope you enjoy it❤️

Warnings: NSFW, smut, +18 content

A - Aftercare

I have the feeling he would be that kind of people who would seem to be really cold but in the end he's a total fluff ball. He would keep you close to his body, specially during winter and if you said you were a bit cold. He would also treat you like you were gonna break with any touch. Like if you were made of glass. And he will definitely spoil you.

B - Body part

This kid is confident and he definitely loves when you run your fingers down his abs. It would just send chills down his spine and would click a something inside his brain.

And on you, I have the feeling he would really love your eyes. I don't know why but I live for the concept of him locking his eyes with you while doing anything (doesn't have to be something sexual) but when it comes to sex that is the maximum expression of love for him, locking his eyes with yours would make him feel even better.

C - Cum

He has a thing for your lips as well so I think cumming in your mouth and seeing how it dripping down your chin would send him to the edge.

D - Dirty secret

Low key wants to have sex with you at the company studios. He just have a thing for thrilling feeling about getting caught but he will never tell you because he doesn't want you to think he's weird.

E - Experience

A lot. I don't even know why but the aura he has on stage just gives me that vibe 🙂 And let's not talk about the Seungyoun of Love me harder...

EXCUSE ME SIR?

F - Favorite position

Any in which he can maintain eye contact with you. But somehow having mirror sex is something that has been ghosting his mind lately 🤔

G - Goofy

I think he would become a goofy and happy virus during the aftercare but while you two have sex I really do believe he would be super serious about it and wouldn't make any joke about it because he thought it could make you feel uncomfortable. Though he would say some other jokes if he saw you were really uncomfortable.

H - Hair

The boy is clean and he enjoys it pretty much. But when it comes to you he's fine with whatever you decide as long as you stay healthy.

I - Intimacy

I don't really see him being the type of boy who would be all day saying "I love you." I think he would only say it in special occasions because he knows you already know how much he loves you through his actions. Though he would enjoy saying it from time to time because he doesn't want to take you for granted.

J - Jerk off

I believe he does that pretty often, specially when he can't be around you. The boy is needy and you're busy and he knows he can't disturb you so he'll just take care of the situation alone.

K - Kinks

Hehe here I go🙂

Pleading kink: He loves listening to your pleadings and listening to you beg for him to go deeper, harder or whatever you need from him

Praising kink: The boy needs approval and he loves it when you tell him how good his doing it

Semi-public kink: he low-key enjoys the thrilling feeling of having sex with you at a semi-public place like the dance studios, and he also loves covering your mouth so you wouldn't moan too loud, it's just chef kiss for him

Mirror sex: he hasn't tried it yet but the thought of it just drove him crazy

L - Location

Actually anywhere is fine for him. Except public places where people could see you both. It's not the same feeling a bit of thrilling while taking the risk of having sex in the studios when he actually knew there was only 0.000001% of possibilities of getting caught and having sex in the middle of a park or a crowded cinema was something really different.

M - Motivation (turn on)

He has a thing for you eating lollipops. It's just superior and he won't be able to remove that image from his mind until you come undone for him.

N - No no (turn off)

Some else watching you do the naughty. As I mentioned, having a thrilling feeling is very different from being watched from others. Also threesomes are a no no for him.

O - Oral

Oh God this man loves when you go on your knees and suck him. The image of your lips wrapped around his hard length is just beautiful for him and if you make eye contact with him while doing it then you will send him to the edge in no time.

P - Pace

He likes it slow and deep. Though if he's in the mood he can go a bit rougher which you had to admit you loved it. But usually, he would take his time to fill you up and take you to Heaven.

Q - Quickies

He's more than into them. They're a stress relief for him and would be down for it whenever you agreed on having one as well.

R - Risk

He actually likes taking some risks and would try lots of different things if you asked him to. But nothing too risky. He's a bit scared of screwing things up so if you ask him to do something too risky he would try to convince you to do other things less risky.

S - Stamina

I think he has a pretty average stamina. Maybe 2 rounds are okay for him and would last more or less as much as you.

T - Toys

Love to use them on you specially. Even though he won't hesitate to use his own body to make the work of the toys if you begged him the way he wanted.

U - Unfair

He's such a teaser and wouldn't give you what you want until he has teased you enough and until you were begging him to touch you in the right spots.

V - Vocal

His vocals are no joke and it's not an exception during sex. He would be very vocal and would let out soft moans from time to time. He will also be very talkative, letting you know what liked and what he didn't and he expected you to do the same

W - Wild card

Anniversary sex. Every single anniversary will end with both of you having sex in the bed/couch/kitchen counter or even the washing machine. He just loved to finish such a special day with a special gift that could show you how much he loved you.

X - Xray

Pretty good size plus he perfectly knew how to use it. A perfect combo to take you to Heaven in no time and to have you screaming his name in no time as well.

Y - Yearning

Pretty often actually. He's just needy and all he wants is to be around you and when you can't be around he will feel lonely and empty.

Z - Zzz

Little bit after you fell asleep and once he has make sure you were fine and nothing hurt you or anything going wrong. He just wanted to make sure you were fine before traveling to dreamland and meeting you there once again.

[halaboyz]

–– WITH YOU // SEUNGYOUN.

pairing: seungyoun x gn! reader genre: fluff word count: 747 warnings // notes: use of pet name 'lovely' for seungyoun ; inspired by the baverse docu, this is for @saintbusan !! edited my tags and realized you were the first ever to request for him )): hope you're having a lovely day <33

Watching behind the cameras how Seungyoun slowly broke down and become vulnerable around the people he treasured best was your last straw.

You let the tears fall down your face, quickly wiping it off your face as you plastered a smile on your face.

It was rare– how Seungyoun showed the world his tears. How he showed you his tears.

It was heartbreaking, how he'd almost have to give up everything before someone had finally seen his worth his effort.

You were proud nevertheless, a smile creeping to your lips before the director had finally shouted the end of the shoot, seeing Seungyoun say his farewells to his friends and the people who participated in the shoot.

You just smiled, waiting for him to come around.

"Hey," A soft smile tugs on his lips, his hands tucking to his own pants.

"You okay, lovely? " You welcome him with warm hands, cupping his cheeks and booping his red nose– though, you were sure yours was as red as his.

"Weirdly, I feel lighter," Seungyoun gives you his signature smile, offering you his hand to take. "Would you be fine if I drove today? I want to take you somewhere."

"Tell me where, I can drive. You must be tired," You insisted, shaking your head as you caressed his thumb with yours habitually as you made your way to the car.

"I want it to be a surprise," He winks at you, and just at the small gesture, you cave into his words.

It takes you a while to realize that you've frequently shown Seungyoun how much you're proud of him, of how much you've actually cared for him more than what you've been showing. He deserves nothing but assurance, and you've been failing to show it.

"Youn," You take his right hand that was resting on his lap, initially unable to hold yours because you were too caught up in your own thoughts.

A smile takes over his face when you finally intertwine your hands once more, eyes not leaving the road.

"Why? Is something wrong? Wanna get food first?" He asks, worriedly glancing at you but you only shook your head softly.

"You know that I'm proud of you right? So so proud of you," You ask, craning your neck to give him a little of comfiness glancing at you.

A sigh of relief slips out of his lips, chuckling.

"I'm so sorry if I show less than what I feel," You add, kissing the back of his palm.

Seungyoun shrugs out of your hand to cup your cheek, stealing more glances at you.

"We're nearing," He whispers, caressing your cheek. You nod, and you find yourself staring outside, in awe of what you've welcomed in.

The orange hues of the sky reflecting clearly on the blues of the sea, waves splashing against the white sand.

It was where Seungyoun goes to when he was finding peace.

Now, he goes with the sole reason of finally finding it.

"Let's go?" He asks and guides you outside the car, hands not leaving each other.

Taking in a few breaths of calmness and solemnity, Seungyoun finally opens his eyes to look at you, only with eyes shining towards the sun that was slowly hiding from the seas.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Seungyoun asks, snaking his hand over your shoulder and pulling you closer to his side.

"It is," You simply answered, leaning against the crook of his neck as your hands meet halfway through his waist to hug.

"You know, you show more than you know," Seungyoun explains, and you were unaware of the fond smile plastered on his face. "A while ago, you said you showed less than what you feel. But for me.. it's more than I could ever ask for,"

A small smile comes up to your face, the feeling of home settling on your chest blooming.

"I would never have the words to say to show you how much thankful I am for you," He adds, kissing the crown of your head as he rubs your arm.

You chuckle, breaking the hug to face him.

"I love you more than the stars could ever tell," You whisper, wiping the forming tears in his eyes, while you blinked your own tears off. The cheekiness of your line makes the both of you laugh wholeheartedly, tears escaping your eyes.

"I love you too, y/n." He ruffles your hair, "I could use that as a lyrics next time."

[restlessmaknae]

dating (hypothetically)

One helpful act on a stranger’s part leads to a headline article the next day, and in 24 hours, your whole life takes a turn when the stranger is revealed to be the heartthrob rocker, Cho Seungyoun.

➳ Characters: solo rock singer!Seungyoun x female reader/you

➳ Genre: comedy, fluff, showbiz au

➳ Words: 7.3k

➳ Warning: mentions of paparazzi, crazy fans and therapy

➳ A/N: Dedicated to @lily-blue

➳ WOODZ taglist: @dat-town

➳ Check out: my WOODZ masterlist

Straight out of a kdrama: WOODZ is pulling his alleged girlfriend out of harm in new pictures

One of today’s hottest items, Cho Seungyoun (also known by his stage name WOODZ) was seen in a rather intimate position with his alleged girlfriend on 20th May at around 9pm in Sogong-dong. In the pictures, we can clearly see the heartthrob rocker and a mysterious young lady talking in front of a 7-Eleven store, the girl reaching something out to him, then the multitalented singer-songwriter pulling her towards him - out of harm as a motorbike is seen passing by. The close scene is making fans swoon worldwide as it looks like a scene straight out of a kdrama.

However, some fans expressed their disappointment that their favourite singer is seen around a young lady as he has not announced that he was taken. On top of that, just a month before the incident, WOODZ was quick to reassure fans at his latest fansign that he was single, and went on to explain that his songs were mostly about searching for one’s self-identity, telling his haters off and raging about today’s society because he did not have a lot of experience in love.

Meanwhile, WOODZ debuted as a solo rock singer in 2021, and is one of the emerging artists of today’s music scene in South Korea, shaking up the hearts of young girls with his aesthetic and high-energy MVs, head bobbing songs and even his not so secret tattoos (which you can see in this previous article).

Check out the pictures of WOODZ and his alleged girlfriend below!

What do you think about the news? Are you happy for WOODZ and his alleged girlfriend?

Most of the time, you would not read such articles. You didn’t care about celebrities’ rumours, you watched their movies, shows and listened to their music, but you couldn’t care less about whom they dated and whom they didn’t. You knew that it was usually fake either way, or if it was actually true, then it was disgusting that paparazzis could put pictures up on the Internet, and the celebrities in question would be the ones receiving all the hate, not the ones who took the pictures without the others’ consent.

However, now, you were the one involved, you were the one seen in the pictures, and given the location, given the unmistakably hanging 7 on the sign behind you, anyone who frequented this particular area knew that it was this specific 7-Eleven, not somewhere else. Your boss had been meaning to fix the hanging 7 that was pretty much a safety hazard now, but to your luck, it was caught on camera just like your work outfit and your dyed blue-black hair even if your face was blurred out. Anyone who could put two and two together would know that you were working here, not just being here on a casual date with this so-called heartthrob at 9pm.

“This is just unbelievable, who do they think they are?” You exclaimed angrily as you tossed the phone showing the article back to your co-worker, Yohan. He was the one who had brought up if you had seen the article published early in the morning after you had asked him why there were more people here than usual, and why they were giving you odd glances. So while Minhee was taking over the counter, you and Yohan were in the staff room, away from the curious eyes. Who knew when paparazzi would show up here at this rate?

“I thought the same. You and a rock singer dating? Please,” the younger boy huffed as if he had any right to talk about your non-existent love life like that when he himself wasn’t any better. When a pretty girl showed up at the counter, he basically malfunctioned. He could only be bratty to girls who treated him like a younger brother - yourself included.

“We are not dating. I was just giving his wallet back because he had left it on the table inside the store, then he thanked me for it, and then, the motorbike guy came, and yes, he did pull me towards him, but it was anything but romantic. I felt so awkward, I wanted the ground to swallow me up.”

“But why? You are the one who always complains that chivalry is dead!” Yohan pointed out with a raise of his eyebrows, and you had to give it to him that he was right.

“I don’t know, it was just… weird. He’s practically a stranger!” You reasoned as you leaned onto the shelf with the uniforms, your head throbbing ever since you had laid your eyes on the article. This could not be happening… This had to be a dream… You were the most ordinary person on Earth, why did you have to get caught up in a dating rumour with a rock singer?

“So you didn’t even exchange numbers that would mean you could contact him now?” Yohan broke the momentary silence, his face pondering. You, on the other hand, gave him a deadly glare as if he had asked if you had killed a person.

“No, of course not. I’ve told you there’s nothing between us.”

“It’s not too good then. How are you going to discuss what to do about the whole situation?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know if celebrities discuss these things when they are rumoured to be with common people,” you reasoned, letting out a huff of air at the end of your answer. You ran a hand through your hair, not caring about the mess you would leave behind because it was a mess either way. Not just your hair but the whole situation.

As if it could get any worse, the door of the staff room flung open, and your manager walked in with his hands on his hips.

“Would anyone mind telling me why people are asking ME if the girlfriend of a certain singer is working here? And by anyone, I mean you,” he said as he pointed at you. Oh, come on, could this get any worse?

“Look, there’s nothing going on between me and that certain singer, I swear. I just went after him last night because he left his wallet behind. That’s all.”

You tried with your most confident tone and your most convincing puppy eyes, but you should have known that didn’t work on your manager. He wasn’t a bad manager, if anything, he was a reasonable boss. However, what he hated the most was drama, and if anyone caused trouble, he would go absolutely feral. Good thing that he hadn’t yet done so.

“This is still not good. People are flooding the store, and they don’t even buy anything. How did they even know it’s our store?”

“It’s because of the hanging 7 above the door,” Yohan chirped in, and even though he wanted to be helpful, it didn’t work because your boss just became even angrier.

“Fine, then I’ll fix the sign now, and you should take the day off while we figure out how to keep the peace of our store.”

“But-” You tried to protest, but your boss didn’t let you, and told you firmly to take the day off. He even mentioned that you should try to dye back your hair in case that would help with people not recognising you around here, and whilst it was reasonable on his part, you felt like a child being reprimanded for something you hadn’t even committed.

May it be your fury or the fact that you had the whole day to yourself afterwards, but you had a plan: if you didn’t know how to contact that so-called singer, you should find out where his agency was, and maybe, they would help you settle the case if you were cooperative.

Or so you hoped.

When you let Yohan know about your plan before leaving the store, he insisted on accompanying you. He came up with sillier and sillier answers as to why (what if crazy fans would flock you? What if someone would throw eggs at you? What if they wanted to throw you out of the agency when they got to know why you were there?), so you told him you would wait until the end of his shift, and then you can go together. In the meantime, you looked up this so-called WOODZ’s agency - it was his own agency according to the articles which made everything more and less intimidating at the same time -, and spiralled down into the hellhole of the internet, seeing too many versions of the story of last night, but none of them were true. Some even went as far as to say that you had been kissing after this singer had pulled you closer to him, and one commenter even said that she saw you leaving the store with the celebrity. Absolute nonsense, absolute bonkers. If you hated gossip before, now you absolutely detested it.

Getting inside the agency was no big deal as it seemed that there was an exhibition part of the building about the artist’s life that fans could visit, but getting through the receptionist to talk to Cho Seungyoun himself was more difficult.

“We can’t just let anyone inside that says that they are the girl in the articles.”

“Do you think I would come here for fun if I wasn’t that girl?” You counter-attacked the receptionist dude who couldn’t let you in for safety reasons which you could understand, but still, his explanations were getting on your nerves.

“Crazy fans do exist,” Yohan blurted out absent-mindedly beside you, totally not helping the situation. You gave him a deadly side-eye before turning back to the receptionist.

“Do they even dye their hair to the colour of my hair?” You threw the question at the dude behind the desk, then threw your hands up in the air out of frustration. “Then, what can I do to meet him? Can’t you just tell him that I’m here, and he can see for himself whether it’s me or not, then problem solved,” you suggested as your last piece of hope, and that seemed to spark something in him.

He gave you one long stare before picking up the phone and calling someone (hopefully the so-called heartthrob), then randomly took a photo of you, and when you asked what it was for, he explained that it was for identification to send to Mr Cho as he called the artist. Yohan mumbled something along the lines of ‘how cool’, and before you knew it, you were given a visitor’s pass, and told to go to the fifth floor.

“And what about me?” Yohan puckered his lips at the receptionist who seemed to be on the edge already.

“And who would you be?”

“Her colleague. Her emotional support colleague who wants to make sure that she’s treated right,” he answered all too seriously, and if you didn’t know him, you would say that he was overreacting, but you knew that he could be very adamant when it was about people who were close to him.

You two had been on good terms ever since he had started working at the convenience store and given that you were older and had worked there already, you had been the one to show him the ropes, and you had developed this sibling kind of relationship quickly. He and Minhee could talk about all the boyish topics they wanted while you gave him life advice when he needed it and got him out of trouble when he messed up an invoice or clumsily broke something.

“Fine. But no pictures or videos, either of you,” the dude warned you both before giving out a visitor pass to the younger boy as well who giddily followed you through the gates, and eventually to the fifth floor.

As soon as you stepped out, there was a 30-something guy waiting for you two who introduced himself as Han Seungwoo, WOODZ’s manager. Then, he led you to a meeting room after a few empty corners, and when you stepped inside, the rock singer was already there, looking up from a bunch of documents when you stepped inside.

Last night, the singer had been wearing a casual grey hoodie, similarly plain sweatpants and no make-up. He had looked like your typical boy-next-door, although he was far from a young boy now, and you had no handsome neighbours like him. Even though you would have wanted to deny, you couldn’t deny that he was attractive, not in a pushy way, not in an overwhelming way, but there was a certain degree of boyishness mixed in with his muscular features, and he just looked nice, even as a casual visitor last night.

Now though in a chic white shirt pulled up until his elbows, sliced back hair, slight dark make-up, he did look extra fine. Damn it, it would have been easier to shout his head off (to find a solution to the problem at hand, of course) if he hadn’t looked like that.

He stood up, bowed at you two before signalling to the chairs on the other side of the table.

“Good afternoon! Please, take a seat,” he greeted you two politely, and you exchanged a glance with Yohan beside you. Was he always extra nice, or was it because he didn’t want you to get more frustrated because he believed that you weren’t in the best mood? Either way, he was like a real gentleman, and even his voice was gentle (was a rock singer allowed to have such a gentle voice?) as he introduced himself officially while all of you were taking a seat at the table.

The artist’s manager sat beside Seungyoun himself (he mentioned that he preferred his real name, not his stage name) while you and Yohan were on the other side, introducing yourself quite clumsily, to be honest. However, Seungyoun didn’t give you an odd glance when Yohan introduced himself as your little brother-like colleague who was definitely not your boyfriend before he wanted to know.

“Well, thank you for the information,” Seungyoun chuckled hearing the younger boy’s words, and his eyes turned into little crescents as he was laughing. That was really cute or something, but you weren’t here for that. You were here to get out of this mess.

“So uhm… I don’t know how people do this usually, but can’t you release an article saying that there’s nothing between us, and explain what happened exactly? It’s giving me a hard time at work, people are flooding the store and asking questions. My manager is also quite agitated,” you explained in one-go, hoping that all this newfound information will make him empathise with you enough to agree to your plan.

There was a few seconds of silence when Seungyoun and his manager exchanged a glance, and you felt your heartbeat picking up its pace. What if they thought you were crazy? What if they didn’t want to stir up even bigger of a mess? Such thoughts crossed your mind, but the casual way they gave in eased your worries.

“There’s no guarantee that the public would believe you two, but we can try with an official release on the agency’s side,” the manager articulated solemnly, and you nodded immediately, knowing all too well that the public could think whatever they wanted despite the truth being far from the situation.

So you got started on putting together a statement, and since you were already there, Seungyoun wanted you to have a say in this. Not because he didn’t remember what had happened the night before (you couldn’t have wiped the memory from your mind even if you had wanted to), but because he wanted your consent as to what they would put out. Yohan nudged you in the side hearing that, and you mouthed a why, but he just gave you a smug, boyish grin in return. What was he up to, jeez?

The statement took longer than you would have thought so, and Yohan got so bored in the meantime that he started scrolling on his phone. Thank god he did though because another mess was on its way, it seemed.

“Oh… Ooohh… This is not good,” he vocalised while you were doing the finishing touches on the text, and all eyes were on him now. He pushed his phone to the middle of the table, an anonymous post with the title ‘WOODZ’s alleged girlfriend is seen at the artist’s agency' open on it. You immediately snatched the phone and scrolled down to read what they had to say.

“I saw WOODZ’s alleged girlfriend entering the boy’s agency earlier today, about an hour ago. She was seen with another guy who seemed like her brother or something… Either way, here are the photos I’ve taken… You can clearly see that it’s her, and now we can be even more sure that he’s dating her,” you quoted from the post, your mouth hanging agape at the end as you looked at the photos taken of you and Yohan entering the building. Even though you both had masks on, your dyed hair was still the same, and it seemed that it was enough for the eagle-eyed fan to spot you and make it into an announcement.

You felt like the ground opened up beneath you. Just how… Why… How did this even happen? How could showbiz be like this? When the rumours and drama were far away from you in magazines and on online boards, it did seem bad, but not this bad when you were directly the target of these rumours. It was one thing that you had gotten swirled up in one rumour, but to be caught up in another one? Sure, you could have been more careful when you had entered the building, but should you be paranoid from now on?

“I think at this point it would be easier if you two just… dated,” Yohan blurted out casually, and you felt your eyes widen as you gave him a glare.

“He has a point,” Seungyoun’s manager, Seungwoo, voiced out his opinion as well, and given the singer’s solemn face and lack of response, you had a feeling that he felt the same way.

“That does not solve the problem of me not being able to work because of what’s happening at the store.”

“You can work here. We have some vacancies,” the rock singer suggested seriously, his eyes boring into yours. You could tell that he was being genuine, and since he was the CEO of his own company, he could make it work, but still…

“Wouldn’t that make everything worse?”

“Well, that depends on how you see it. If you work here, we can give you a piece of mind as no one will bother you here. You can also come in from the back or from the garage which are for staff only, not through the main entrance which is for the general public. We can also appoint you a security guard if you would like to. It’s my company, so we could also make adjustments as you see fit. You wouldn’t need to feel like you inconvenience anyone because this is what we do here, that’s our job,” he announced confidently as if he had practised it already. Maybe it wasn’t a surprise that he could lead his own company, he seemed to take everything into consideration while speaking eloquently about a matter.

“We can’t do that elsewhere, but I also understand that you have your own job, your own goals, your friends and colleagues there, so it might not be your first choice,” he added a bit belatedly when you still didn’t speak up. He kept the eye-contact with you, but that just made everything worse because you wanted to believe him. You felt like you could believe him when he looked at you like that, but it was still so sudden, so new and so… scary.

“I… I think I need a bit more time to think about this,” you concluded when you found your voice, and the artist and his manager both nodded.

Seungyoun asked his manager to give you a pass if you needed to come by in the future, you also exchanged contacts, and you also decided to drop posting the official announcement for now. The singer told you to contact him anytime you felt like you needed it because of the situation, and before you would have left, he even apologised for the trouble.

“It’s not your fault. You can’t change the fact that you are a celebrity,” you responded out of empathy, and you saw hurt flash across his orbs, but you didn’t want to ask about it. You were sure that he had his fair share of hardships while being in the spotlight even without articles being written about him.

Maybe he was going through one right now as well.

Working at Seungyoun’s agency seemed like the most reasonable choice given the circumstances, but it took you a whole bunch of supposedly helpful things - such as writing a pros and cons list - and totally unhelpful things - such as tossing and turning in bed at night for two days in a row to make that decision. In the meantime, you went to dye your hair to black and cut it jaw-length short - shorter than it had ever been - so as to at least confuse the paparazzi or fans if they passed you by or came by the store. You still got odd glances, but at least you could have some peace of mind before leaving the store - and your lovely coworkers - behind. Your manager let you quit immediately given the circumstances, and Seungyoun let you join a few days later when you felt ready and had enough of being scooped up at home. You were more nervous about going outside when you were alone at home than when you were actually outside.

It didn’t mean that it wasn’t scary, but they were really nice at the company, and apart from Seungwoo, the artist’s manager, and Wooseok, the receptionist (you got to know his name later on), no one knew who you actually were, which was a relief. You had your own pass, your own duties as an assistant in the production office, and since you were a newbie (and that’s how you had been introduced to everyone on the first day), no one looked at you weird or deemed you incapable. They showed you the ropes, and soon enough, you were sucked into the world of album production, concept making, marketing plans and merchandise distribution. In the meantime, the rumours died down a bit though it didn’t mean that you were 100% rid of your fears and slight paranoia whenever you stepped outside.

Seungyoun, on the other hand, was kind and polite like the first time you met him - to be precise, the second time, but the first one at his company -, and when you bumped into each other in the corridor, he frequently halted to ask how you were doing and what you were up to. He did that with other employees as well, so you weren’t an exception, but it felt nice that he cared nevertheless. Especially because you knew that he was super busy recording for a new album, and he had his own company to run, so he had a lot to do.

You did look him up in the meantime, listening to some of his songs, and actually found yourself growing fond of his own style, especially when you felt like you could conquer the world while listening to a few of his angriest songs (they were great for singing in the shower when the stress got to you).

However, you didn’t really look up his stages and such, so when you were in a meeting to decide on his outfits for his next comeback and they were showing old press and stage photos and even videos of past performances, you were taken aback to see more revealing clothes on him such as sleeveless shirts, blazers without anything underneath and tank tops. You hoped that no one noticed that you were visibly shocked because you sure were. Seeing him in his usual cardigan and cotton pants combo or elegant, usually loose shirts were common, but seeing him like that on stage… well, that made you feel a bit uneasy because he seemed to know the power he had on his fans.

Days went by, the comeback was closer, and days got longer as everyone prepared extra hard. So after a long day when you wanted to have some time to yourself before leaving for home and joining the hustle-bustle of the commuting city centre, you went up to the rooftop of the company building. You looked at the buzzing city beneath you with all its sparkling city lights while taking a few sips from your carbonated drink and trying to ease the headache that was creeping onto you.

However, when the door to the rooftop flung open, and Seungyoun himself walked out, you felt uncharacteristically bashful as if you had been caught red-handed being here. It was common for colleagues to come up here during breaks, you just happened to be here on your own now. Well, he didn’t seem to mind your presence either, just asked if he could join you.

“Sure. It’s your company after all,” you told him semi-jokingly, and he reciprocated your smile as he stepped beside you, leaning onto the rail just like you did. He had a really charming smile, you had to admit, and it was lovely when his eyes turned into little crescents because he was someone who had that typical cute eye smile that could make girls swoon.

“Sometimes I still find it hard to believe that it’s mine,” he admitted as he looked at the city. You had read that he had been writing and producing songs, even being a back-up vocalist for a lot of acclaimed artists before creating his own company and debuting as a solo artist. You didn't know before that people could be paid a lot from royalties, but he sure had his name on a lot of different artists’ songs, and he had also been working part-time before becoming a full-time musician. So he had absolutely worked hard for it, that was one for certain.

“Is it better or worse to have your own company?”

“In a lot of aspects, I think it’s better because I have a lot more freedom, I have a lot more say in my artistic direction, but on the other hand, if I get into a scandal or my sales go down, the whole company could suffer the consequences including the trainees and solo artists that are here now,” he concluded as eloquently as always, and you couldn’t help but think of the dating rumour that you two had been a part of.

“I’m sorry that-”

“You don’t need to be sorry for that. I didn’t mention the scandals because of that,” Seungyoun cut you off before you could immediately go full-on regretful mode. Then, he gave you a soft, gentle smile, and continued slowly yet confidently. “Part of being in this industry is about dealing with the rumours and groundless accusations. They are pretty much inevitable, so one needs to work on themselves to withstand it. I also did that through counselling, and I still see a psychologist from time to time. They’ve helped me a lot at the beginning of my career, and it’s good to have those sessions to clear my mind and give space to more important thoughts and ideas.”

You heard of the free psychological consultation artists, trainees and employees under the company could sign up for, and you applauded Seungyoun for the initiative and also for speaking up about the matter. It must not be easy for him with the stigma around mental health in the industry, but that was just one more reason you looked up to him.

Since he shared something more vulnerable about himself, you decided to do the same. So after a long breath, you shared with him that you had also seen a psychologist when you hadn’t gotten into university upon graduation, and you had believed that all of your dreams had been crashed and taken away from you. It had been such a dark time for you, something that you didn’t like talking about, but it led you to start working at the 7-Eleven and make friends with your colleagues - something that you had never taken for granted afterwards.

“What would you have wanted to become? If you don’t mind sharing,” he inquired after sharing your sentiment that reaching out to a professional in times of need isn’t unnecessary, but rather brave.

“You’re going to laugh-” You started tentatively as the young man turned towards you to give you a semi-offended glare.

“I won’t, I promise.”

He looked at you like a puppy that was waiting for a treat, eyes all shiny and bright under the dim lights around, and after a long sigh, you gave him your answer.

“I wanted to be a journalist. Not the gossip magazine type, but maybe writing about hidden gems in Seoul, travel content and interviewing people about their life stories.”

When you finished, there was a moment of silence before the boy erupted into laughter. You almost threw hands at him because he had promised not to laugh, but before you could do so, he justified his action, still giggling.

“I thought you would say something like… I don’t know… astrophilosophy, and that’s why you said I would laugh.”

“What? Would you have laughed if I had told you so?” You raised a challenging eyebrow, but in the next moment, you also found yourself laughing along with him.

Gosh, it seemed so easy to be around him like this, it almost seemed easy to imagine that it could always be like this with him despite you two having quite a bit of a history yourselves. You didn’t even want to think about the what ifs regarding your future, you just enjoyed this moment and the conversation you were having.

You didn’t know just how crazy a comeback season could be until you found yourself in one, but it was super busy, everyone was doing a lot of work, and although you were only an assistant, not the ones actually making decisions and tracking sales and engagement, you were always on the go as well. It kept your mind occupied, so you didn’t have to worry about your paranoid thoughts that actually easened a bit once Seungyoun made his comeback and mentioned that the truth wasn’t what was written in those articles once asked about it at a fansign.

He didn’t outright deny anything, he shared only this much, and asked fans to understand that if he didn’t come out with a story on his own, it was to protect the privacy of the person involved (aka you), and he wanted to be as considerate as possible in such an intrusive situation as it was. It seemed to calm the nerves of the fans, and since the boy didn’t post anything suspicious on social media or said anything that could indicate more, the rumours died down. Seungyoun even won at music shows and his album sales were solid, so the rumour didn’t seem to affect his comeback (thank god).

Yohan was having the time of his life in the meantime though, watching variety shows of Seungyoun during his breaks at work because he was loving the idea that you were now working for the singer (he said it was like a fanfic coming true). Instead of you, now he had Minhee and Hyeongjun - the new employee to replace you - to chat to, and as quiet as Minhee was, Hyeongjun was a chatterbox, so these three really gave you a headache with all their questions in the groupchat Yohan made for you all. Somehow it seemed that you adopted these boys as little brothers, and they were living their best life being your adopted siblings.

Thankfully, your parents were also reassured that even though you changed jobs so quickly, you managed the new tasks and responsibilities well, and despite them not having heard of your rumour before, you came clear to them, and explained everything. As expected, they believed you over the rumours and were extremely happy to see that the singer protected your privacy, yet stood up for you (and himself as well).

However, even with a pretty successful comeback season ending, work didn’t stop, and it was true for you and Seungyoun as well. You needed to ask him about some materials, but when you asked his manager, he told you to check his office first. The singer wasn’t there, so Seungwoo suggested his studio.

As you got closer to his recording studio, you could already hear an unfamiliar melody in the hallway. Not that you had listened to all of his songs (okay, maybe you had done so a few times), but you knew most of his songs, so you guessed that he wasn’t practising but rather working on new songs. You decided to ask about it once you knocked on the door and he let you in.

“Are you working on a new song?”

“Yeah, work never stops, and it’s good when inspiration hits,” he explained as he looked up from his keyboard, a weary albeit gentle smile playing on his lips. Even though you were here to ask a work-related question, you couldn’t help but pry a bit. You knew that he was always so enthusiastic to talk about his music to anyone, so you hoped he wouldn’t mind.

“It sounded a bit different from what you usually put out. Are you venturing into something new?” You quirked an eyebrow, curious and genuine as usual. He dropped a shy smile, scratching the back of his neck as if he was unsure what to call this new song.

“I want to, but I’m just experimenting for now,” he reasoned almost timidly, and this was the side of him that you usually didn’t see in a work setting. You saw clips of him being shy when fans complimented him or when other musicians called him their role model, but he was usually this confident, ever-so-ready-to-take-on-the-world kind of artist and CEO at the company, so it was rare to see him in such a state. 

“Do you want to have a listen?” Seungyoun inquired as he kept the eye-contact. There was no challenge in his eyes, no fear, no pressure… He was just there, suggesting something that you didn’t know whether he suggested to a lot of people, but you didn’t have any reason to say no.

So you took a seat beside him while he was clicking something on his computer, then the first few accords of the song started slowly, calmly. It was like walking on the beach, by the ocean, reminiscing about the past while getting lost in the crystal clear water peacefully reaching for the sand under your feet. Then, the song gradually picked up its pace, and the waves started crashing down on the shore, unpredictable and hard, like a sudden rainpour that brings heavy winds, dark clouds and unforgiven rain.

The song went back to a more tranquil pace after the first chorus, but the waves hit again at the second chorus, and the water kept coming and coming through the bridge, and with one last burst of rage, it came to an end.

You felt like the air was sucked out of your lungs when it ended, the song felt so personal and raw. Just like how in those movies, you see all these flashbacks while the character is rushing to turn their life around, this is how you felt when you were listening to this song, and when it ended, it seemed like there was an intersection where you could choose where to go, what to take away with you.

“Wow… that was… amazing,” you jumbled the first words that came to your mind because truly, you were very positively taken aback.

“Did you really like it? You can be honest-”

“I really liked it. It was really heartbreaking though…” You admitted as you turned your head to look at the singer. When he was all scooped up like this, many empty water bottles on his desk, bright, wide eyes waiting for your answer, he seemed more like a school kid hoping that you liked the idea he had or the small thing he had put together than the CEO of this very company.

However, there must have been a reason he let you listen to this song, and even though you could have easily dodged the question, you decided to ask about it.

“Was it inspired by real life? You don’t have to tell me if you aren’t comfortable…”

“Yeah, it was,” he told you directly, cutting you off. There were a lot of instances when you could feel the emotion in a singer’s voice, and Seungyoun’s song had to be the prime example of that. It was like he was bleeding through the syllables, that’s why you had such a gut feeling. 

You didn’t even want to push for more because he seemed to be zoning out after his answer, but a few seconds later, he started sharing the story behind the song.

“I had a relationship before I became a solo singer, and part of why she left me was because of me potentially becoming famous. We kept getting into arguments, and I knew I couldn’t ask her to stay because I understood a part of her reasoning, but after a while, she always found something to nitpick, and nothing I did seemed to please her. It just got messy, and I didn’t really write love songs because it was difficult not to be reminded of the whole experience. But now the inspiration just hit and this song was born in three days,” he shared without batting an eye.

The more he talked, the more your heart churned, and you wondered if it were to ever be released, how would this particular girl react to it. Seungyoun wrote in the song that he was madly in love, but he was tired of the arguments, and how she always left him first, leaving him behind, bleeding and badly hurt. It might have been even messier than you could have imagined.

“I’m so sorry,” you mumbled tentatively, though you wished you could have said more, said something better. You knew that relationships could be messy, but hearing about someone’s experience who was this gentle and who had such a big heart, you had this feeling that you wanted him to have the best possible relationship he could have. You wanted to see him happy, you wanted to hear his love songs that were more joyful. Was that weird?

Seungyoun’s raspy voice was the one that brought you back to reality.

“I just don’t know if I can ever ask anyone to give up a part of their privacy to be with me,” he shared like a sorrowful plea, and this time, you didn’t need to search for the words. You were ready to give him your point of view.

“Look, you made it happen in my case as well. I think you’ll be able to work it out if both parties want to.”

“Would you really let it?” Seungyoun inquired, and you didn’t have to ask him to specify what he meant. You knew that he was asking about you agreeing to a public relationship, and given that you had that experience or semi-experience, you knew that it was both easier and more complicated than one would think. Yet, it wasn’t the idea that surprised you, it was the way he asked about it. As if he was asking about it in your case as well. As if he was asking about it because…

“Like hypothetically, of course…” He added belatedly when he saw you gaping at him like a fish, unable to blurt out any coherent words.

“Of course…”

“If we actually dated, would you really be willing to give up a part of your privacy for me?” Seungyoun asked head-on, and though you were dancing along the lines of the hypothetical-not so hypothetical question, your heart was bouncing like crazy.

“Yes. You’re a great person and you deserve it. I mean, if hypothetically I was in love with you, I would feel that even more intensively. It might not work out, but at least I would want to give it a try,” you confessed straightforwardly, each and every one of your words genuine. From what you had seen and what you had experienced beside Seungyoun, you had a feeling that he would be the most caring, most considerate boyfriend who would want to do nothing but protect and cherish his significant other, and even just the thought of it sent a pleasant shiver down your spine.

His lips blossomed into a coy, yet joyous smile, and you had to look away for a few seconds to be able to think straight. Afterwards, you tried to divert the topic to the actual question you had come here to ask regarding work, but even after you dealt with that and left his studio, you had this fuzzy feeling in your stomach.

Oh boy, were you in love?

You didn’t mean to, but somehow you blurted out what you had talked about with Seungyoun regarding you two hypothetically dating, and Hyeongjun went crazy in the groupchat. He said that it was a sure sign the singer was in love with you, but you shrugged off his words.

Nevertheless, the more you tried to pay attention to Seungyoun’s actions towards you, the more you realised that despite him being a very polite person in general, he wasn’t like that to other employees; he didn’t get them their favourite brand of fruit juice at the end of long days, he didn’t have hour-long conversations with them on the rooftop of the agency, he didn’t share more and more songs with them in his studio after working hours, he didn’t offer them to give them a ride home, and he most definitely didn’t fall asleep on their shoulder once he pulled an all-nighter in his studio and was tired the next day.

On the other hand, with him, it wasn’t like crashing and burning, it was a gradual landing, not an instant fall. You both needed time to open up, to be more sure about the other’s intentions and feelings, and slowly yet surely, you walked towards the same direction. There was no grande scene either when you confessed, it was just like any other day, it was just like any other recording studio session when he showed you one of his songs, and somewhere along the lines, he admitted that his question wasn’t about hypothetically dating, and you admitted that you knew.

Afterwards, you were both smiles and giggles, and nothing really changed, except that there was an even more peaceful air around you two. Apart from that, everything was the same, you still kept things professional during working hours, but one thing was for sure: at least you could tell Hyeongjun that he was right: Seungyoun’s question wasn’t actually about hypothetically dating.

You didn’t even mind though.

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[ilovewoodz]

TODAY i feel like posting some random pics of YOUN🥰😍♥️💕💞

#i love woodz

#my love woodz

[saintbusan]

04:50 (Cho Seungyoun)

[04:50]

Feeling the bed shifting next to you in the middle of the night or should we say morning is nothing new to you, you were used to it. Seungyoun coming home late from over working in the studio, he let out a deep sigh when he finally lay down on the mattress. Like a routine you already memorized he hugged you from behind, his hair still wet from the shower, his breath on your neck, his scent filling you. You miss him like crazy during the day, but when he comes home back to you the longing goes away and you can finally breath out and let it go. And it was the same for Seungyoun too, he tried to finish his work in the studio as fast as possible so he can spend more time with you. Time was going slow and he hated letting you wait he always felt so sorry and apologetic towards you but this was his job and he couldn’t rush and create music carelessly. Finding you in his bed with his favorite shirt on was his favorite sight, all the worries he has, all the troubles he was facing would go away in a second. Inhaling your sweet scent and feeling your hair on his face was wholesome for him, he felt sleep taking over his body and got more comfortable with you in his arms , nuzzling his face in your hair he drifted to sleep, with a peaceful mind.

[shuichi-sama]

Loving you is a sacrifice *working tittle*

inspired by: love me harder- woodz , sacrifice- seungwoo.

pairings: street racer!seungyoun x reader, street racer!seungwoo x reader.

warnings: drugs use, needles, emotional abuse, depression, smut?, blood, more tba, etc.

Summary: You're relationship with Seungyoun was toxic, anyone could see that, but you stayed. he was your comfort. you fell for all his lies, the i love you's, the compliments, the promises he made of never leaving , you couldn't help but believe them all. you loved him and you were sure he loved you in his own way. but when you catch the eye of street racer!Seungwoo, Seungyoun long time rival, he wants nothing more than for you to let him show you the kind of love you are truly missing out on and deserve.

[hannhoseok]

WOODZ

Cho Seungyeun

[yoongiboongipoongi]

one night stand

REQUESTED by anon: ok ok can i request for a one night stand smut for cho seungyoun? thanks 😊

synopsis: the two of you get a lil too drunk and end up messing around in seungyoun’s bed. UNEDITED

pairing: dom!cho seungyoun x reader 

warnings: sub reader, cursing, drinking, unprotected sex? it’s not implied that they used protection but you can still imagine whatever you want lol

this is my very first request so i apologize if this isn’t good lol. smut starts under the read more line. lowercase intended 

the two of you weren’t dating, and you both considered each other as “acquaintances ”. however, the rest of your friends thought differently. literally anyone could see the sexual tension between the two of you. as yoomi, your closest friend, says: the two of you are going to start fucking any minute. seungyoun was a goofy kid that always cracked jokes with you, but there was always that one moment where silence enters and the two of you just awkwardly shift in your seats. 

“anda is our driver so let’s drink all we want tonight!” yoomi cheers and jumps up, acting crazy despite not even being at the club yet. you let out a small cheer after her and put down your makeup brush. you would usually put on fairly heavy makeup when you go to the club, but not when seungyoun was there. even though you consider him as a friend, it wouldn’t hurt to impress him at least a bit. you made sure your makeup was subtle but still showing your beautiful features. you put on light eyeshadow, eyeliner, blush, foundation, and your favorite lip tint. 

the colorful lights were spinning around as loud music played, you looked around your surroundings, seeing crowds of people having the time of their lives (cue the day6 music). 

you, anda, and yoomi went to the second floor to find your other friends. according to yoomi, seungyoun was going to be there too. you bit your lip in excitement and walked into the private room. your eyes wondered around the group of people and on the very right you saw him. he was wearing a white button down shirt, a few buttons undone, plain black pants, and a black denim jacket with graphic designs printed all over it. simple, but extremely hot. the way he was sitting already drove you crazy. he was laid back slightly, legs spread out. you could already imagine you sucking his big fat di- 

“y/n? come sit down!” yoomi pulls you to the seating area. you feel a bit flustered, and you leave a little imaginary slap on your face for letting yourself get carried away into the world of horniness. 

the rest of the time you spent there was full of dancing, drinking, and constant glances towards seungyoun. you just couldn’t help it. it’s HIS fault for looking that good. he seemed to notice your glances, without even turning your way. you could tell by his small smirks occasionally. 

after everyone had left the club, you stumbled outside and looked around for anda and yoomi. when you looked to your right, you sat yoomi stumbling around with her boyfriend. 

you called out to her, “hey yoomi! where’s anda?” 

“i don’t know! i think she got drunk this time. i told that hoe not to drink, fuck,” yoomi walked off into the distance clinging tightly on her boyfriend’s arm. 

you sighed and stood, waiting for absolutely nothing. 

“what are you doing, standing there?”  seungyoun walked beside you, confused. 

“uh? i don’t knowwww” your speech was weird because of the large amounts of alcohol. your cheeks were extremely pink. 

“you know i noticed you looking at me the whole time,” he chuckled. 

“it’s cause you’re really hot-” you slapped your hand over your mouth in surprise. if you were sober you would probably run away in embarrassment, but instead you giggled and said: “oopsy, didn’t mean to say that”.

he turned his head over to look at you with an unreadable expression. 

“you think i’m hot?” he slowly walks towards you, another smirk slowly building on his face. you giggle again and nod aggressively. you were definitely going to regret this in the morning. once he was close enough to you, he bent down to match you height and tilted his head slightly. 

having a slight pout on your face, you matched his actions and tilted your head in the same direction. you blinked slowly, still feeling drunk. you noticed he also had a slight blush on his face from the alcohol. 

he slowly moved his face closer to you, until you dived forwards into his lips. he was a bit taken aback, but he quickly adjusted and grabbed your waist. it went from 10 to 1000 quickly, but neither of you cared. both of you were expecting this to happen anyways.

his lips were now stained a bit from your lip tint, but that didn’t matter. the two of you continued sucking the hell out of each others lips, not caring that you were both making out in an alleyway by a club. both of you roamed each other’s bodies with your hands, knowing what’s about to happen later tonight. 

after being in the alleyway for who knows how long, you ended up in his bed an hour later. he was on top of you with both of his hands by your head. the two of you were breathing heavily, eyes both filled with lust. 

immediately the two of you started removing your clothes, too eager and impatient for the foreplay. seungyoun threw his clothing to the floor, not really caring where it lands. 

after the last article of clothing was removed, your hands went to grasp his shoulders, already dripping wet with excitement and arousal. 

he used two fingers to circle your clit the gradually enter you. thrusting his long fingers. you were squirming in pleasure, burying your head in the pillow you were laying against. 

“fuck you’re so wet already,” he spreads your legs and grips your thighs with his hands. 

“put it in already,” you whine. 

“if you say so,” your curses were cut off with a sharp gasp. he entered his cock into you and started thrusting. he was the perfect size for you, hitting all the right spots. you moaned in pleasure and grabbed the bedsheets. your back was arched, giving seungyoun a closer view of your boobs. he brought you closer to the wall and leaned your body against it, so instead of you laying down, you were sitting slightly upright. he kept thrusting wildly while sucking on your boobs, leaving hickies on them occasionally. 

you pulled on his hair, lost in pleasure. “i’m about to cum!” tears threatened to spill as you were approaching your high. your legs were begining to shake and you pulled seungyoun into a heated kiss. 

“fuck you feel so good around my cock,” he groans. 

“cum on my cock,” your eyes roll back, letting out a pathetic moan. both of you came at around the same time, seungyoun coming after thrusting wildly for a few more seconds. 

the regret will hit you in the morning, but hey, at least you got good dick.