#yang jungwon

[woniedarlin]

Runaway Bride

Pairing: Jungwon x fem! Reader

Synopsis: You are about to marry Jungwon after having a sweet and dramatic relationship for years. Everyone thinks you two are perfect for each other—two pure souls meant to be together. But as the wedding march starts, you panic and run away, leaving Jungwon, the dramatic groom, chasing after his runaway bride. Another cute disaster, right?

Author's note: This is inspired by a TikTok art video that I saw month ago, and it suited the characters of my previous work. Happy Reading!

Warning: This story contains exaggerated drama and humor. Expect a lot of crying.

Permanent tag list: @sol3chu @chlorinecake @13tter @jung1w0n

Sequel of Two of a Kind but can be stand alone!

“I CAN’T MARRY YOU! YOU’RE TOO GOOD FOR ME!” You screamed as you bolted out, the long train of your wedding dress trailing behind you. Tears streamed down your face, but you couldn’t stop running. You had no idea what was happening, but everything felt overwhelming.

Jungwon, in his perfectly tailored groom suit, was running after you.

He didn't know what was happening but wouldn’t let you escape. “WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!” His voice echoed behind you, panicked. He was running fast, but your wedding gown made you surprisingly fast as you sped down the steps. “YOU CAN’T JUST RUN AWAY LIKE THIS!”

You looked back over your shoulder, feeling the weight of your dress pulling you down, but you kept going. “YOU’RE TOO NICE TO ME! YOU’RE TOO PERFECT! I—I can’t keep up!” You shouted breathlessly, trying to shake him off as if it would make everything make sense again.

“I—I—” Jungwon stammered, trying to catch his breath while still chasing after you. He didn’t know why you said this, but he didn’t want to lose you. “What does that even mean?! I’m too nice? Is that a problem?” His voice cracked, his forehead glistening with sweat as he closed the distance between you two. “You’re making no sense!”

‘’AH!’’ You stumbled, nearly tripping on the hem of your dress, but you quickly regained your footing, still running as if your life depended on it. “You always do everything right!” you continued, voice shaky. “You bring me flowers for no reason, you make me laugh when I’m sad, you always know how to make everything better… and I—I can’t keep up with that! I don’t deserve you! You deserve someone perfect, not me!” You gasped for air.

“I CAN BE LESS NICE!” Jungwon cried out as he suddenly threw himself face-down onto the grass. “I’LL RUIN MY HAIR! I’LL—” He popped his head up, dirt smeared on his cheek. He became more desperate. “I-I WON’T COOK YOUR FAVORITE FOODS,” he said, though it pained him.

He reached out to grab your hands, holding them tightly. He continued, “Don’t leave me! I’ll… I’ll learn to be slightly annoying! I’ll forget your birthday! I’ll stop replacing the toilet paper roll! PLEASE MARRY ME!”

You then looked down at him while hiccuping. ‘’You spend many gifts on me! You have too much money!’’

‘’I’LL MAKE MYSELF BROKE THEN!’’

You sobbed loudly, dramatically wiping your cheeks with your veil, which had long since slid crookedly down your face. “NO! I DON’T WANT YOU TO CHANGE!” you screamed, your voice echoing in the open field where you had fled. “THAT’S THE PROBLEM, JUNGWON! YOU’RE TOO NICE, TOO PERFECT, AND IT’S TOO MUCH!” You hiccupped.

Jungwon’s eyes widened, and tears spilled down his cheeks as he reached out to you. “BUT THAT’S WHO I AM!” he cried, his voice cracking. “AND I CAN’T CHANGE THAT, EVEN IF I WANTED TO! PLEASE, DON’T MAKE ME CHANGE BECAUSE I DON’T WANT YOU TO CHANGE EITHER!”

His words pained you as your tears suddenly streamed faster. “I don’t want you to change either!” your voice breaking. “I just—I just feel like I don’t deserve you, Jungwon!”

Jungwon stood abruptly. “And who cares if I think that?! I deserve you! You don’t get to decide how much you mean to me! You don’t get to run away because you think you’re not enough! You are enough for me, do you hear me?! You always have been!”

You let out a loud sob, throwing yourself into his arms. “FINE! I’LL MARRY YOU!” you cried, your voice muffled against his chest as you clung to him. “I’m sorry! I love you!”

Jungwon wrapped his arms around you as tightly as he could. “I love you too,”

You both stood in the middle of the field, crying and clutching each other. Finally, Jungwon pulled back just enough to cup your face in his hands. “Let’s go back?” he said softly, though his smile was affectionate.

“Of course,” you sniffled, laughing even as more tears fell.

Jungwon smiled brightly, leaning down to kiss your forehead softly. “Come on, runaway bride,” he said, taking your hand. “Let’s go back and finish what we started. I’ll even carry you so you don’t trip on that dress again.”

Jungwon held your hand tightly as you both made your way back to the church, his other hand gripping your bouquet, which he’d picked up during your dramatic escape. You pushed open the grand doors, and every head in the room turned toward you two. A collective gasp echoed through the crowd as they saw you—tears streaking your faces, your dress a little wrinkled, Jungwon’s hair a mess, and both of you clutching each other.

The officiant is utterly confused, and your family sits with their mouths agape. “What in the world—” someone muttered, but you didn’t hear it over your nervous giggle.

“Sorry!” you chirped. You glanced at Jungwon, who smiled tearfully, his eyes still red. “We, um… just needed a little moment outside. But we’re ready now!”

Jungwon raised his free hand awkwardly in a wave. “Yeah. Sorry for the drama,”

Everyone sighed in relief, though the whispers in the crowd didn’t stop. The officiant hesitated but gave a slight nod. “Very well. Let us continue, then.”

You and Jungwon shuffled back to the altar, hand in hand. As the ceremony began, you glanced at him and caught him staring at you, tears welling in his eyes again. You sniffled, and when the officiant asked you to say your vows, it felt like a dam had broken. “I—I can’t even talk,” you sobbed, wiping your tears with the sleeve of your dress. “I just… I love you so much!”

Jungwon sniffled loudly and covered his face with his hands. “Don’t start crying again! I’ll cry too!” he wailed, but his voice cracked, and his tears spilled.

When the officiant finally said, “You may now kiss the bride,” Jungwon didn’t wait a second. He leaned in, pressing a tear-soaked, clumsy kiss to your lips, and you kissed him back with all the love and happiness in the world. The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, though you barely heard it.

You pulled back, still crying, and he grinned at you through his tears. “We made everyone wait, huh?”

You giggled, brushing his hair out of his face. “Worth it,” you whispered before kissing him again,

The world around you is fading into nothing but pure love.

[dolcejwnie]

for my new readers, i think you should try out this one :) i also had some fun using gradient colors for the font (i finally understood how to do it ^_^)

INK MY HEART Y.JUNGWON

synopsis: a lost bet leads you to flirt with your local tattoo artist yang jungwon.

warning: none

genre: tattoo artist! jungwon x reader, fluffy, awkward reader, kinda flirty jungwon, 1733 words.ᐟ

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the bet was lost in a haze of laughter and drinks, leaving you standing awkwardly outside a tattoo shop, heart racing with nerves. you had to flirt with the tattoo artist—a stranger whose name you didn't even know.

taking a deep breath, you pushed open the door, the bell chiming softly above your head. the shop was dimly lit, filled with the buzz of tattoo machines and the scent of ink.

your eyes fell on him immediately—a tall, lean figure with an array of tattoos peeking out from beneath his rolled-up sleeves. Jungwon, the tattoo artist – you read on the label on his shirt.

"hi there," you managed to squeak out, feeling your cheeks flush hot with embarrassment. the words felt like a clumsy stumble out of your mouth, tripping over nerves and uncertainty. as they hung in the air, you couldn't help but cringe inwardly at how awkward you must sound.

in that moment, a flurry of thoughts raced through your mind like a whirlwind. should you have said something different? was "hi there" too casual, too hesitant? would Jungwon think you were a complete fool for stumbling over such a simple greeting?

your heart pounded erratically in your chest, the sound of blood rushing in your ears drowning out all other noise. you cursed yourself for not being more composed, more charming—like the confident flirt you had imagined yourself to be in this scenario.

but as you stole a glance at Jungwon, you found yourself momentarily frozen by the intensity of his gaze. his eyes, dark and enigmatic, seemed to hold a silent promise of understanding, as if he could sense the whirlwind of nerves and emotions raging within you.

heat crept up your neck, suffusing your cheeks with a deep crimson blush. you wished you could disappear into the floor, escape the suffocating embarrassment that seemed to cling to you like a second skin.

"smooth," you chided yourself inwardly, mentally kicking yourself for your lack of grace. you had imagined this flirtatious encounter a thousand times in your head, rehearsing witty lines and charming smiles. and yet, when faced with the reality of the moment, all those practiced words seemed to evaporate into thin air.

Jungwon raised an eyebrow, a small smile playing on his lips. He seemed to sense your nerves, but instead of easing them, he leaned against the counter, looking amused.

"what can I do for you?" he asked, his voice smooth and enticing.

you fumbled for words, trying to come up with a plausible excuse for being there. "uh, i, um... i heard you're the best," you blurted out, mentally cringing at your lack of subtlety.

Jungwon chuckled softly, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "flattery won't get you everywhere," he replied, gesturing for you to take a seat.

panic set in as you realized you hadn't even thought about what tattoo you wanted. you glanced around the shop, your eyes landing on a display of intricate silk designs.

"I-I want a silk tattoo," you blurted out, feeling your palms grow sweaty.

Jungwon arched an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eyes. " silk tattoo, huh? any particular design in mind?"

your mind went blank, the pressure mounting as Jungwon patiently waited for an answer. and then, without thinking, you blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"a small book," you said, gesturing to your ankle. "right there."

Jungwon's lips twitched with amusement as he prepared his equipment. "a book, it is," he said, his voice teasing.

the tattoo chair felt more like a throne of nerves as you settled into it, Jungwon's skilled hands preparing to ink your skin. your heart raced wildly in your chest, and you cursed your luck for getting yourself into this situation.

as Jungwon began to sketch the outline of the small book on your ankle, you found yourself struggling to come up with anything coherent to say.

the tattoo machine buzzed softly in the background, its rhythmic hum filling the air. each buzz sent a jolt of nerves through you, the sound echoing in your ears like a relentless drumbeat. anxiety twisted in the pit of your stomach, making it hard to focus on anything else. as Jungwon worked his magic, the sound of the ink pen seemed to grow louder, each stroke of the needle sending shivers down your spine. you couldn't help but wonder if Jake would ever believe the wild tale that was unfolding in the tattoo shop that night.

"uh, so, do you, uh, get a lot of people asking for silk tattoos?" you blurted out, mentally cringing at the awkwardness of your question.

Jungwon glanced up from his work, a small smile playing on his lips. "not as many as you'd think," he replied, his voice smooth and reassuring. "but I have to say, you're the first to ask for a book."

you flushed hot with embarrassment, feeling like a fool for blurting out such a random request. "I, um, I like books," you muttered, your cheeks burning.

Jungwon chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "nothing wrong with that," he replied, his tone light and teasing.

"o-ow!" you exclaimed suddenly, more out of nerves than actual pain.

Jungwon paused, looking up at you with concern. "are you okay? Did that hurt?"

you shook your head quickly, feeling foolish for overreacting. "n-no, I'm fine. just... nervous, i guess."

Jungwon's touch was like a soothing balm on your frayed nerves, the warmth of his hand seeping through your skin and calming the storm of anxiety within you. as he squeezed your leg reassuringly, you felt a rush of comfort wash over you, his gentle gesture a silent promise of support.

"you're doing great," his voice, soft and encouraging, whispered in your ear, barely audible over the hum of the tattoo machine. the tension in your muscles eased at his words, and you found yourself relaxing into the chair, surrendering to the moment.

a nervous smile tugged at your lips as you met Jungwon's gaze, finding warmth and understanding in his eyes. "th-thanks," you stammered, your voice barely above a whisper. heat rushed to your cheeks, coloring them a rosy hue that you were sure Jungwon could see.

his eyes crinkled at the corners as he returned your smile, a silent reassurance that filled you with a sense of ease. in that moment, with Jungwon's hand still resting gently on your leg, you felt a flutter of something unfamiliar yet exhilarating stirring within you.

it was a mixture of nervous anticipation and a budding attraction, the kind that made your heart race and your stomach flutter with butterflies. you couldn't deny the warmth spreading through you at Jungwon's touch, the way his presence seemed to envelop you in a cocoon of safety and comfort.

as the tattooing continued, each stroke of the needle sending a jolt of sensation through your skin, you found yourself stealing glances at Jungwon whenever you dared. his focused expression, the way his eyes crinkled in concentration, the faint hint of a smile playing on his lips—it all added to the growing flutter in your chest.

and when Jungwon's hand brushed against yours as he adjusted his position, a jolt of electricity shot through you, leaving your skin tingling in its wake. it was a fleeting touch, innocent yet charged with unspoken possibilities, leaving you craving more.

lost in a whirlwind of emotions, you found yourself drawn to Jungwon in ways you couldn't quite explain. his presence was a comforting anchor in the midst of your swirling thoughts and emotions, grounding you in the here and now.

but as the tattooing neared its end, you couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment at the thought of Jungwon's touch leaving your skin. the warmth of his hand, the gentle reassurance in his voice—they had become a lifeline in this whirlwind of nerves and anticipation.

and when the final stroke of the needle marked the completion of the tattoo, you couldn't suppress the sigh of both relief and regret that escaped your lips. Jungwon's hand lingered for a moment longer, the warmth of his touch searing into your skin, before he withdrew with a gentle smile.

as you sat there, heart still racing and cheeks flushed, you couldn't help but feel a sense of loss at the absence of Jungwon's touch.

"okay, all done," Jungwon announced finally, wiping away the excess ink. "take a look."

you leaned forward eagerly, your heart pounding in your chest. snd there it was—the small book tattooed beautifully on your ankle, its pages fluttering delicately in the imaginary breeze.

"it's perfect," you breathed, feeling a surge of emotion welling up inside you.

Jungwon grinned, a proud glint in his eyes. "glad you think so," he replied, his voice soft.

as you admired the tattoo, a comfortable silence settled over the room. you couldn't help but steal glances at Jungwon, admiring the way his eyes sparkled in the dim light, the way his tattooed arms flexed with every movement.

"um, so, what now?" you asked, suddenly realizing that you didn't quite know what to do next.

Jungwon chuckled, a warm sound that made your heart flutter. "well, first you'll need to sign a few forms," he said, gesturing to the paperwork on the table. "and then... well, that's up to you."

you nodded, trying to focus on the paperwork as your mind raced with possibilities. but when you glanced up, you noticed something strange on the receipt Jungwon handed you.

"wait a minute," you said, furrowing your brow in confusion. "what's this?"

Jungwon leaned in, his voice dropping to a low whisper. "that," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "is my number."

your eyes widened in surprise, a surge of excitement coursing through you. "y-your number?"

Jungwon winked, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. "in case you ever need a touch-up," he replied, his voice teasing.

before you could respond, Jungwon was already moving on to his next client, leaving you with a fluttering heart and a piece of paper burning a hole in your pocket.

as you stepped out into the bustling city, the tattoo on your ankle felt like a secret, a reminder of the unexpected and thrilling encounter with Jungwon. and as you pulled out the piece of paper with his number, a smile tugged at your lips.

[nfly5]

rosy cheeked jay ft. jungwon 💗 (250111) weverse live

[orimuraa]

ㅤㅤ ᯓ Let me in your ocean, swim - OT7

꒰ 𝔖𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 ꒱┆dating biker enhypen ⨾

۶ৎ ot7!enhypen x fem!reader ┆fluff┆enha is hawt, kisses, petnames┆headcanons┆wc 849

⤷ 𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: day 5 of my experiment >:))) this song just felt like the right vibe i wanted soo…anyhoo, all i can say is that enhypen is hot as frick. amen. reblogs and feedback are appreciated ^^

꒰ঌ ℬℴℴ𝓀𝓈𝒽ℯ𝓁𝒻 ໒꒱

𝑳𝒆𝒆 𝑯𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈 - 이희승

this man is so fine let me tell you

he gives such perfect biker vibes omg

heeseung loves to take you on rides if you’ll let him

you love seeing how happy and free he looks when he’s speeding on his bike

when you and him go for rides, you wrap your arms as tight as possible around his waist, feeling the wind against your body

“hold on princess” ajakdnsk

he loves treating you like his little passenger princess, kissing your hand before revving up his bike and zooming off, you holding onto him

heeseung kinda has this “bad boy” reputation, but he’s oh so soft for you :(((

you want to go someplace?

done.

he will drive you 😌

you’re the only passenger princess he will ever need <3

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑱𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈 - 박종성

jay is definitely more cautious when he has you on the bike with him

he usually loves the speed and the thrill of it all

but he likes to keep it safer and slower with you on with him

he will let you decorate his helmet however you want, not caring how it’ll look

if you want a bow? he’ll let you hot glue one on

sometimes, when it’s just a small and short ride, he likes to sit in back of you, having you in the front as he drives from in back of you

when you’re not moving and just kinda resting, he absolutely loves kissing your head like this

he loves taking you on night time rides too

he treasures you so much and has a very big soft spot for you <3

𝑺𝒊𝒎 𝑱𝒂𝒆𝒚𝒖𝒏 - 심재윤

oh this man is so whipped for you

he is originally a bad boy and very cold to everyone

but when he met you, he became such a sweetheart oh my goodness

he’ll let you do anything to make you happy

and if it means letting you put hello kitty stickers all over his motorcycle….he’ll let you

if he needs to pick you up from some place, he’ll drive his bike, flaunting that he’s yours

he’ll lean on his bike, waiting for you with a “cool guy” look

but once he sees you, that act melts right away

“sweets!!! over here!!”

he’ll smile, waving you over

in conclusion, jake sim is the biggest softie in the world

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏 - 박성훈

i imagine sunghoon to be very cautious as well with you when you’re riding together

he’s glad that you enjoy something he enjoys

for his birthday, you got him matching helmets and let me tell you that this man almost cried when he saw it

he was so thrilled that you could match while looking so cool 😎

he loves the way the helmet squishes your cheeks together a bit, making you extra cuter

“my cutie” he’ll kiss your cheeks when they’re puffed up like that

lots of pictures with his motorcycle bc why not 😌

when he has you on the bike, he will attach flowers to the back so you can have them next to you <3

he is your special biker gentleman 💖

𝑲𝒊𝒎 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒐𝒐 - 김선우

okay soo…i’m ngl, it’s a bit hard to imagine sunoo as a biker

BUT, i can when his hair is like, slicked back and his forehead is showing

he looks like such a baddie

that’s how i imagine biker sunoo

okay now, let’s get into how boyfriend coded he is

of course, he’s still sunoo, so he fully supports you decorating his bike and helmet with your cute little stickers

obviously you guys have to take little rides around to your little dates 🙄✋🏻

he loves being a wee bit risky and driving the bike with one hand while the other is holding yours that are placed around his waist

cutie biker sunoo 4ever !!!

𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒘𝒐𝒏 - 양정원

heh ok

so like sunoo, i kinda have a hard time imagining this cutie as a biker

but he is!!

he loves driving you around, his little passenger princess

if you’ll let him, his favorite roads to drive with you are highways

of course, he always makes sure to be safe with you

but he likes driving on the highway with you because he can feel you holding onto him, holding him close

jungwon would be so happy just to even have you there with him

so let him just take you around on his bike 😎

𝑵𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒂 𝑹𝒊𝒌𝒊 - 西村 力

biker nishimura

oh my-

i can just imagine his bike having "nishimura" printed on the side ahhh-

BUT, despite his cold demeanor, he's so sweet and soft for you <3

he typically wears all black when riding his bike to look super cool, but he will not hesitate to take your bag from you (even if it's the most colorful thing he's ever seen-) and wear it as he rides so you don't have to worry about it

like heeseung, he LOVES calling you princess because you're his pretty princess 🤭

"hold on tight princess" in his deep, raspy voice AHJSBJND

ahem, anyway

he's genuinely such a gentleman with you despite his look and reputation as a "bad boy"

please love him forever, he needs it to LIVE

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[purinfelix]

your eyes only ⋆⟡˖ - enhypen as meet cutes

summary: some small blurbs about meeting the boys situations that are just awkward enough to be romantic warnings; none

a/n: aaa i'm such a romantic i always love writing meet cutes like these ... i tried my best to come up with ones that match each member (mostly forced proximity ones lol) so lmk how i did!! <333

heesung - ride partner ⋆˚࿔

You had always hated waiting in lines, so when the rollercoaster you had been eager to try had a 'singles only' line with a much shorter wait time - the choice was easy. It seemed genius, and you had loved the feeling of speeding past the other groups and couples who were stuck waiting.

But this joy was short-lived since you soon realised just how small the seats were, and how close you'd have to sit with whichever stranger you got assigned. Luckily enough for you, when you make it to the front line he's already looking at you expectantly, round eyes nervously scanning your face as he chews on his bottom lip - and you let out an internal sigh of relief at the fact that he doesn't seem too bad.

Silently, you slip into the seat beside him, trying to ignore how tightly the two of you are pressed up against each other as the ride starts and you begin the steep inline. The nerves growing in your stomach are no surprise since you've always loved the thrill of fast rides - but a completely new feeling comes over you once you feel his hand grab hold of yours.

In the split second you have before the fall you turn to look at his hand, which is white-knuckled from how tight he's holding on to yours. Then you notice his face, which is scrunched in agony as if bracing for impact as he turns to you and you have to hold back a laugh at how endearing it is.

"Not a fan of heights?" you ask, trying to alleviate his nerves with a joke - though it doesn't seem to work.

"I-I'm Heesung," he manages to stammer out and before you know it you're racing through the rest of the ride, the loops and turns going by faster than you can register. It's only once you reach the very end and can breathe freely that you realise his fingers are still intertwined with yours.

jay - record store ⋆˚࿔

The quaint record store run by a kind elderly man had been your territory ever since you'd stumbled into it by chance a couple years ago. So why was there an irritatingly good-looking guy there in the middle of a weekday, hovering over the section where your favourite band's new release was?

You try to inch closer, filing through the stand just next tot him to signal that you want him to move over, but he doesn't seem to notice you - instead humming a song quietly to himself, and as if you aren't annoyed already it just so happens to be one of your favourites. You make an effort to make your presence known by clearing your throat, but it comes out a lot louder than you intended and you actually end up taking him by surprise.

"Oh, sorry," he gasps out, taking a couple steps away from you and, damnit, now your face is bright red because he's looking right at you. "You like this band too?" he asks, brows raised with intrigue.

"Yeah," you say curtly, taking note of the fact that he's holding the last copy of the new album. You're about to turn and leave, desperate to forget this embarrassing interaction but before you can, he's holding it out to you, fingers brushing over yours as he shoots you a polite smile.

"Here, I can wait for the next shipment," he says calmly, eyes fixed on yours as he turns to walk towards the exit. You manage to will your legs to move enough to carry you to the register, however you notice him turning back to you. Swiftly, he moves past you to grab a pen and scrap piece of paper from the counter, scribbling something on it before handing it to you.

"Here's my number, let me know what you think of it okay? If it's good then maybe you can lend it to me sometime," he calls out casually before once again turning to exit the store leaving you breathless and frozen in place.

jake - dog park ⋆˚࿔

"Charlie, slow down!"

It never failed to surprise you just how quickly your dog could run, even now as you sprinted full speed after him you were only just managing to keep a hold of his leash. You weren't exactly sure what had piqued his interest, causing him to beeline through the dog park, but it was the last of your worries right now as you stumbled behind him, calling out his name to no avail.

Suddenly, he stops and you're allowed a sigh of relief, but this soon turns once again into worry once you realise why.

"Hey buddy," comes a friendly voice, one belonging to a guy you've never seen before at this dog park - because you're sure you would've remembered if you had. You watch, frozen, as he bends down to pet your dog's head, his other hand holding the leash of his own dog.

"Sorry, he's just-" you begin, only to be interrupted by your dog beginning to interact with his, sniffing and playing with it. "Charlie!" you hiss as he bounds forward once more, pulling you with him as you collide with the handsome stranger. He only lets out an amused laugh in response as his arms come up to catch you.

"Seems like someone's had one too many treats," he laughs warmly and you're almost so caught up in watching him that you don't notice both of your dogs play fighting around you, their leashes growing more and more tangled, winding the two of you closer and closer together.

sunghoon - rush hour ⋆˚࿔

You manage to squeeze onto the packed train home just in time, the doors slamming shut behind you with a definite thud. Leaning against them, your chest heaves as a result of your dash through the station to make it.

It's only once the train starts to move that you realise just how many people are stuffed in it, or more so, how close you are to a certain person. He's obviously trying to avoid eye contact with how his lids keep fluttering every time you look up at him, it's sort of endearing, in an awkward way. Not wanting to add to the thick tension filling the tiny space between the two of you, you do the same, keeping your eyes fixed on the floor near your feet.

With a loud screech, the train lurches to a halt sending you crashing into his broad chest before you can register it. He catches you, almost instinctively with one arm around your waist, the other flat against the train door to steady himself.

The first thing you notice is the way he smells - fresh, a little delicate, almost flowery. You also notice how warm his hand feels splayed over the fabric covering your lower back. However, it's the rapid sound of his drumming heart that brings you back to reality causing you to jerk away from him and clear your throat a little awkwardly as you nod "Thanks".

He offers a curt nod in response, his mouth thinning into a stiff line - though the hand gripping the door behind you doesn't move and even though he turns away from your gaze once again, you can see the hot pink blush growing at the tips of his ears.

sunoo - annoying neighbour ⋆˚࿔

You're beyond fed up. It's almost midnight and over two hours since the owner of the apartment next to yours started up their obnoxiously loud gathering. You were willing to give them the benefit of the doubt for the most part, but you had an exam tomorrow that you desperately needed sleep for.

So begrudgingly you climb out of bed and shuffle out of your room, hoping your dishevelled look serves to make them feel bad for keeping you up. As you make your way into the hallway and knock on the door, you plan out your rant - how you'll lay out your conditions, politely but firmly ask them to keep it down, and then leave with the victory of peaceful sleep.

But when the door swings open, and you're met with the round expectant eyes of your neighbour, your plan quickly falls away.

"Oh, hey, are you here for the-" he begins, and you can feel the weight of his gaze on your unkempt appearance.

"No, I'm from next door," you struggle out, "sorry, I." You watch as his brows furrow slightly as he leans in, urging you to continue - but this only makes you feel more embarrassed as your face feels flushed.

"Could you guys just keep it down a little? I've got an exam tomorrow and I'm trying to sleep but you guys-" you ramble but his eyes light up with apology as soon as you speak.

"Oh, of course! I'm so sorry, I had no clue," he says, and even through your exhausted haze you can tell he really means it. As he bids you farewell and shuts the door you stand there facing it for a couple seconds, in shock by not only how easily he understood your request but how flustered you felt yourself getting in his presence.

Luckily as you head back he seems to have kept his promise, and you're able to sleep peacefully. When you wake up the next morning though, and rush out for your exam you almost miss it - a tiny bundle of sweets wrapped in a ribbon with a note that reads "good luck on your exam - sorry for the noise!"

jungwon - caught in the rain ⋆˚࿔

It's just your luck that the one day you forgot your umbrella, you get caught in a massive storm and miss your last bus home. With a defeated sigh you slump back onto the bus stop bench - seemingly your home until you can figure out how to get home, or the rain stops. You brush a couple wet strands of hair away from your forehead and try your best to dry yourself off.

"Shit," you hear someone mumble, and that's when you notice him standing beside you, face illuminated by the phone he's holding close to his face. Even through his frustrated expression and furrowed brows, you can tell he's good-looking.

"Was that your bus too?" you ask with a light scoff, watching as he nods reluctantly but almost with relief that he's not alone.

"Guess we're stuck here," he sighs, taking a seat beside you and leaning back before turning to look at you, his sharp eyes raking over yours. You shift slightly under his gaze feeling a sudden consciousness of what a mess you must look like, drenched from the rain - but he doesn't seem to mind, an amused smile spread across his features as he pipes up again. "So what's your name?"

ni-ki - group project ⋆˚࿔

You told him to meet you in the library at five, but that was twenty minutes and he's still nowhere to be found. You're about to leave but you spot him coming through the hall, tall figure unmissable as his eyes search for you through the rows of bookshelves. Once he spots you though, his face rests into an expression that shows that he couldn't care less.

"Hey," he says coolly.

"You're late," you shoot back in a huff.

"I know, sorry," he sighs, throwing down his backpack and pulling up a chair just a little too close beside you. "Dance practice ran late," he explains as he runs a hand through his hair.

The two of you work in silence for the most part, occasionally exchanging awkward small talk about the class in between discussing your project. To your surprise, not only do the two of you have more in common than you thought, but he actually has decent ideas for someone you've only ever seen use this class for naps.

Surely that's the reason why you feel a little flutter in your heart everytime his shoulder brushes up against yours - and it certainly doesn't help that everytime you look up at him, he's already looking at you, lips turned upwards into a barely-noticeable smile.

But then again, you aren't too shocked when your study session soon comes to an end and instead of taking off immediately like you thought he would - he simply stands there waiting for you to pack up, hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans, and shyly asks if you'd like to grab something to eat after.

[juyeoz]

GOOD GRACES — YANG JUNGWON

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[simj4eyun]

📝 hard thoughts | yang jungwon

pairing: yang jungwon ! female reader

genre: just sum hard thoughts about jungwon being your boss and your sneaky lil’ secret boyfriend.

warnings: suggestive

simj4eyun: wdym we got this INSANE pic FOR FREE????? JUNGWON U ARE SUCH A WHORE UGH 🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♀️🧚🏻‍♀️

jungwon!bossbf who can’t keep it together in meetings and just stares at you the whole time.

jungwon!bossbf who always sneaks little gifts onto your desk.

jungwon!bossbf who fires anyone who treats you even a little bit badly.

jungwon!bossbf who waits for everyone’s shift to end so you two can hang out in his office.

jungwon!bossbf who can’t keep his hands off you whenever the office is empty.

jungwon!bossbf who always has you all sprawled out on his desk with his important papers while marking your neck.

jungwon!bossbf who sends you naughty texts during meetings, just to see how you’ll react.

jungwon!bossbf who loves seeing you all flustered when he touches you in places no one can see.

jungwon!bossbf who pulls you into his office for a quick makeout session whenever he’s stressed.

jungwon!bossbf who locks the door and pins you against it whenever you two are alone.

jungwon!bossbf who has a habit of leaving marks on your neck that you can’t hide. — and you won’t.

jungwon!bossbf who gets veeery jealous when you’re presenting a project with another guy and can’t do anything about it, so you reward him after hours.

jungwon!bossbf who begs you to scream his name so loud when he’s eating you out on his desk.

jungwon!bossbf who lowkey loves hearing through the halls that you might be dating the boss. — well… you so fucking are!

[nimuraz]

WORD COUNT — 2.3K

WARNINGS — have you ever tried this one? fingering, pet name usage, sub!jake, hand jobs, cum eating, sex toys (let me know if i missed anything)

NOTES — hii guys thank u for the support on just for now, i will be splitting juno up into 2 parts so stay tuned for the next part! at the end of the fic i did include the pics of the lingerie that u can imagine wearing hehe~

jake was the sweetest man alive. always bringing you flowers, buying you food, being the shoulder you cry on, yes everything about him was so so sweet. even in bed he was so gentle and sweet, you didn’t hate it by any means but you were starting to get bored.

“jakey… can we talk for a sec?” the hesitation in your voice is unmistakable—how on earth are you supposed to tell your sweet, caring boyfriend that you want to go at it like rabbits?

“yea, pretty. what’s up?” he says enthusiastically. somehow that’s making it harder for you.

both of you are on the couch, your legs pulled up to your chest while he sits normally, his hand resting on your knee. as you call out to him once more, the touch makes it even harder for you to find the words.

“in the most normal way possible… do you have anything you’re into? like… i don’t know… any kinks?” you try saying this sweetly. his eyes widen and a soft chuckle escapes his lips.

“mm… i dunno really…” he trails off into thought and to be honest now that he thinks of it he does wanna try some things out.

“i wouldn’t consider them kinks but probably more of like… things i would be down to try?” he says before laughing again softly. his hand on ur knee trailing down to squeeze your thigh.

“let’s hear it!” you say laughing shortly after. his hand on your thigh ignites a fire beneath your skin. ‘this is gonna be a long night’* you think, before offering him a reassuring smile.

“maybe you on top?” he suggests, biting his bottom lip with a smug grin spreading across his face. “want you to be a little rough with me too… tug on my hair, yank me around here and there.” he squeezes your thigh a bit tighter. your glossy eyes meet his, you nod your head softly, encouraging him to continue.

“make me feel good, but also use me, princess.” he whispered before scooting closer to you, his hand now in your inner thigh.

“use you…?” you whisper back. your breath was caught in your chest.

“mhm… do whatever you need to get yourself off, worry about me after.” his voice barely above a whisper. you look at him and smile before putting your legs back down, your feet hitting the floor.

you thought about what jake had said and ever since then you hate to admit it but you were so so needy and per usual, you texted jake.

you: jakeyyy

jake: yes baby?

you: can you come over? pretty pleaseeee

jake: give me like an hour

is that okay?

‘more than okay…’ you thought to yourself. it felt like a lightbulb went off in your head.

you: yea that’s perf muah see u then

jake: see you my love

you hop in the shower and somehow manage to shave everything. once you’re out, you head to your closet, searching for something to wear. yes you wanted to sleep with him, but you definitely didn’t need him struggling to pull down a pair of blue jeans to make it happen.

you sift through all your clothes until you remember—the baby pink lace lingerie you bought a few days ago, still sitting in its packaging. squatting down, you search through the shoe boxes, hoping to find it, and finally, you do.

you unpackaged it and smile to yourself before putting it on. glancing in the mirror your smile widens. you continue getting ready, doing your usual makeup routine and fluffing out your hair.

after what feels like forever, an hour passes, and you finally hear a knock at the door. you quickly put a robe on and walk over to the front door of your apartment.

“jakey!” you say softly before wrapping your around around his shoulders.

“someone’s in a good mood,” he teases, giving you a gentle squeeze in the hug. of course you were in a good mood. you pepper soft kisses all over his face as he closes the door behind him.

he lets out the cutest giggle you’ve ever heard come out of him.

“just missed you…” you say sweetly before dragging him to the couch with you. the quiet background noise of the tv playing a random channel plays as you focus on jake.

“so what’d you wanna do hm?” he says softly as he wraps his arm around you, pulling you close to his chest. his other hand running slowly up and down your thigh.

“anything… everything…” you mutter before looking up to him sweetly. you shift, draping your legs over his thighs, so close to settling onto his lap.

the bottom of the robe rides up, bunching up on the top of your thighs, of course this doesn’t go unnoticed by your sweet boyfriend who’s trying so hard to not look.

“mm… wanna watch a movie?” he murmurs softly, his breath catching as you move your free hand to untie your robe, letting it fall open without fully taking it off just yet.

“we can… or we can do something else…” you whisper against the shell of his ear, sending shivers down his back.

unbeknownst to both of you, the tv starts cycling through various pop star performances. this hour’s feature is sabrina carpenter, her playful voice and melodies perfectly complementing the atmosphere.

jake runs his slender fingers through your fluffed out hair. “yeah?” he whispers, his eyes locked on your glossy gaze. with one swift move, he pulls you onto his lap, you let out a tiny yelp causing the both of you to laugh softly. he thumbs at your outer thigh gently.

“what do you wanna do, pretty girl…?” he whispers before grazing your neck with his lips. he starts kissing so softly the way he always does. a soft huff escapes your lips before you speak again.

“wanna make you feel good…” your voice barely above a whisper. “wanna have fun with you.” you let out a louder moan as he starts sucking on the skin of your neck. his free hand moves to your shoulders, gently sliding the robe off.

you let him remove the article of clothing, it soon falling to the arm of the couch behind you.

“oh…” he gasps lightly as he looks down at you. the pink lace top lingerie covering just above your soft buds. “you look so pretty… not that you don’t always do just-“

you cut him off, kiss harsh and demanding. an unusual feel to what you both usually do with each other. his eyes flutter open at the sensation before he cups your cheek, deepening the kiss. his eyes slowly start closing again. he lets out a soft hum as you bite his bottom lip.

you pull away and peck his lips before shifting over to straddle him.

“better…” you whisper before wrapping your arms around his shoulders and dipping back down to kiss him again. his hands running up and down your sides gently.

“do you like it…?” you mumble against his lips.

“what? the surprise of you in this skimpy little outfit?” his tone playful. you smile against his lips before kissing him again. he takes this opportunity to rub your hips gently, this sparks an idea in your head too.

you start shifting your hips back and forth gently, a quiet groan tries to release from his lips but they were muffled by your sweet kisses. his grip on your hips tightens before he starts moving you himself, grinding you harder against his aching core.

“bed…” he mumbles against your lips before swiftly lifting the both of you up from the couch. he lays you down on the bed gently before putting his hands back on you.

“so pretty… my perfect girl…” he says in between kisses. you clench around nothing. “s’tied on the sides? how cute…” he starts toying with the ribbons on the side of the lace panties before undoing the knots on one side.

“i wanna try what we talked about.” your words come out in soft pants.

“only if you’re comfortable, angel…” here he goes being the sweetest person alive.

“but i want you to be rough with me too.” you pant once again.

“are you sure?” he gazes up at you. fluffy strands of hair framing his face as he dips down to get closer a better look of you. you nod quickly.

“i also have… toys, we can use.” you hesitantly say. his ears perk up. he nods slowly, taking in what you just said. you tug him back down by his neck, eager for more kisses, and fuck, he can feel you everywhere—your lips on his, your hands digging into his chest, clawing at his shirt, your legs pressing against his. a sweet whimper was all he could let out when you pull away from the kiss.

he pulls you closer by the waist, squeezing the skin that laid on your bones so perfectly, he thought to himself. he leans his body down to suck on your neck, his tongue licking stripes up and down the skin earning a soft moan from you.

“more jae…” jae. it’s what you seemed to only call him during times like this or when you’re sobbing after a long day and he’s there to hold you.

“i’ve got you, baby doll.” and that’s what he calls you.

the soft music from the living room tv drifts into your room as the tension rises. what a coincidence—your favorite sabrina carpenter song, juno, is playing.

he continues his kisses down your neck before untying the other side of the lace panties, his kisses get harsher and hotter. his tongue licking softly at your bottom lip. you instinctively open your lips just enough for him to slip his tongue in, all he could think of was inhaling you. your scent, your taste, the feel of you. he needed it all so deep inside of him. he takes the hand he used to undo the knot and slips the lace covering your bare core to the side before rubbing your clit in soft circles.

you moan into the kiss before trailing your hands up to his nape, tugging on the soft strands just like he told you too. he moans, but not like the moans you’re usually used to. he sounded so spent and needy and all you’ve done was kiss.

he starts rubbing your sensitive bud faster before dipping his fingers down to your soaking hole just to play with your arousal, smearing it back up to your clit.

“baby…” he babbles as you keep tugging on the strands, his fingers working faster against you. you buck your hips up seeking more friction, it just wasn’t enough. he chuckles softly against your lips before biting down on your bottom lip.

“just like that jae— mmh…” you moan out.

“you feel so soft… so perfect…” he murmurs into your lips, craving the warmth, the sounds, the touch—desperate to be consumed by it all.

“check- nngh jae- check the box under my bed…” you manage to whisper out. a soft gasp leaves your lips when he stops his motions.

he dips down next to the bed and reaches for the box, sliding the pink plastic box towards him then up onto the bed.

you smile hazily at him. “open it…” so he does.

dildos, vibrators, a cock ring, and… fuzzy pink handcuffs?

“ooo…” jake playfully says, earning a soft giggle from you. he takes the hand cuffs out and dangles them in front of your face. “so who goes first?”

“you’re asking as if you aren’t dying to go first…” you roll your eyes playfully before sitting up on your elbows to get a better view of him.

“you caught me!” he jokes as he puts his hands up in surrender, a stupid smile on both your faces.

‘this feels so fun…’ you thought to yourself before immediately gasping when his lips meet your collarbones. he nips and nips, your eyes flutter shut at the feeling. never has he ever even thought about leaving hickeys on you, god he always treated you like a porcelain doll during your intimate moments.

he sucks, and nips, and licks, all causing you to grip onto his biceps. he pulls back and looking at the small bruises forming. “pretty.”

you smile softly before sitting upright and taking the cuffs from his hands. you slowly guide him down the bed so he’s laying next to you before you kiss his lips again, the taste of mint and was that mango?* lingering on his tongue.

“off. everything.” you mutter, he wastes no time in removing everything but his boxers. “these too.” you say softly. he nods rapidly before taking his boxers off leaving him completely bare in front of you. you look down at his half hard cock and grin. “lay back.” and again he follows, without hesitation.

you loop the hand cuffs around your bed frame, the clanks of the metals clashing arousing jake up even more, his cock twitching.

“arms up.” you speak firmly, deliberately avoiding eye contact with him. he glances up at you with those endearing eyes, knowing full well that you can't resist him when he looks at you that way. you finally lock the hand cuffs and smile sweetly at him. “just hold still jakey…”

it didn’t take long for you to have jake trembling under you. your hand stroking his aching cock as your lips left marks all over his abs.

“s’too much y/n please-“ a strangled moan leaves his mouth, only motivating you more. you wrap your lips around his red tip, leaking precum and twitching while his veins protrude. it almost looked painful. you chuckle softly around his head, earning a loud groan from him.

“think you can keep being a good boy for me…?” you tease before kissing down his shaft. he pathetically nods his head.

“anything for you please i’ll do anything…” he breathes out, his voice cracking in the process. you release his length and move to the side of the bed, leaning over to get something from your nightstand.

“just relax for me jakey… just wanna make you feel good…” you say reassuringly before lubing up your fingers. “deep breaths baby…”

the sweet whimper that leaves his lips at the feel of you in his walls has you shaking. “y/n holy fuck-“

you start pumping your middle finger in and out of him in a more steady pace before using your other hand to stroke his leaking cock again. he squirms and whimpers beneath you, you gaze up to look at his face— it was enough to have you dripping in your own arousal.

you tighten your fist on his dick and start picking up the pace of both hands. he’s shaking and almost yelling at this point. the hand cuffs creating red marks around his delicate wrists.

“you wanted this jakey didn’t you… you wanted me to play with you and be rough right?” you speak in a gentle tone, a harsh contrast to your actions as you add another finger. he can’t form a response, the words lodged in his throat, refusing to come out.

“s’good…” he babbled. “gonna cum… please i’m so close y/n…” and then he breaks, strings of his release landing on his flexed abs and your soft hand.

you gently remove your fingers from inside him and look up at him before licking up his release that dripped down the side of his waist.

yea this was gonna be a long night.

[h3115er]

Calling men endearing names like kitty or kitten, or even bunny or bun is gonna drive me insane. Something about the not even gendered terms but usually end up that way being reversed does something to my brain. Like men wearing lipstick and getting it smeared on your lips in contrast to men getting the girls lipstick smeared on their lips. It activates every neuron in my brain and I'm here for it. I need more of it please. Role reversal my beloved

[hypndiary]

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[dainedelions]

Face Claim — 양정원

008 : Decelis, let's go!

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As the appeal of online dating grows, and so does the list of teenagers who partake in it, which includes Yang Jungwon. After discovering that his online girlfriend — who he had been with for a year — merely used a friend of hers as her face claim, he was faced with a conundrum as the image of that certain stranger female has already been imprinted in his mind as the woman he had been loving throughout the year.

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[jngwous]

Jungwon ENHYPEN Weverse Artist Update 01.19.2025

[주말 끝.🫠/End of the weekend. 🫠]

[orimuraa]

ㅤㅤᏪ In the midst of the crowds - Yang Jungwon

꒰ 𝔖𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 ꒱┆your high school sweetheart, yang jungwon ⨾

۶ৎ student!yang jungwon x fem student!reader ┆fluff, hs au, established relationship┆petnames, kisses┆ wc 471

⤷ 𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: this is day 3.5 of my experiment <3 i'm still so sorry about that part 2 i made yesterday so this is to make up for that awful piece of writing 😓

꒰ঌ ℬℴℴ𝓀𝓈𝒽ℯ𝓁𝒻 ໒꒱

the hallways were crowded as usual, but there was one face that stood out to you, smiling like an idiot right at you. yang jungwon’s.

you and jungwon had been dating since the start of high school and you were the couple. nothing could separate you two.

even when you got into fights and arguments, you would always find a way to make it right, working out all your issues.

he was your future.

“wonnie!!!” you whisper-shout, keeping mind that you’re still in the library. you wave him over to you, moving your backpack from the sear you were reserving just for him.

“hi baby, how was your test today?” he smiles, kissing your forehead before sitting down next to you.

“it was good, i think i did pretty well,” you think back, subconsciously puffing up your cheeks as you thought back—a habit jungwon absolutely loved about you.

“ughh, bang chan hyung keeps making me do more work,” he groans, slumping into his chair a bit.

jungwon was in the vice president in the school’s student body—bang chan being president.

“he kept giving me more and more papers to fill out…” jungwon pouts, crossing his arms and huffing out.

you chuckle at how cute he his, listening to him pout.

“if you need help, just let me know~ i can be good at student body stuff too!!” you laugh, both you and jungwon knowing very well how you are not good whatsoever with student body work.

you were an art student, spending most of your free time painting and sketching. it was kind of like your escape from the world.

the way you could draw out your emotions rather than speaking them.

jungwon knew you were never really good at fully expressing yourself and he vowed that he would help you gain that confidence and trust to talk to him.

talk to him when you were struggling, or when you were sad, or when you just needed someone there for you. he hated how you just let yourself suffer alone.

“of course, thank you baby,” he laughs, dimples peeking through his cheeks.

after another hour of studying, you and jungwon both got ready to go home, deciding that you both had done enough work for the day.

really, all you wanted right now was to go home and lay in your boyfriend’s arms for a bit, feeling safe and sound within the comfort of his embrace.

you two were made for each other. the way you could always find him in a crowd of people, always rely on him when you needed it most, always craving his love and jungwon felt the same way.

they told you nothing lasts forever. they told you that it was only a silly high school relationship.

but jungwon was your home. your person. your heart.

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