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SUFFOCATE

PAIRING j.wy x gn!reader

WORD COUNT 1.3k~

GENRE fluff!! + sleepover + friends to ? + unusual way to ‘confess’ but not rly + silly friends in love but they don’t actually know they’re in love, honestly i think wooyo knows but yn doesn’t

WARNINGS none tbh, yn swears in their head twice i think, kissing (guys they make out ok), idk im sorry this is my first time writing anything, they don’t rly talk it out so ig its an open ending ? this was supposed to be a shorter one idk what i did wrong.

a/n: sorry for any grammar mistakes, english is not my first language. also this may or may not be based off of a dream i had about me n a friend… uhm.. enjoy!

sorry, not proofread, i got sleepy heh

the once almost-empty floor of your living room was now covered in rows of thick blankets and pillows. the sleepover you had planned with your friends finally made its way out of the groupchat and into reality. now that the makeshift bed was all set for the night, everyone had gradually drifted towards the kitchen to make the snacks.

well, everyone except you.

sometime during the making of the ‘bed’, you had finished up on one end and crawled your way underneath the blankets, covering yourself entirely. it was really all nice and cozy until you felt a heavy weight land on top of you, pinning shut the only hole you had left for ventilation. suddenly it was getting too hot and hard to breathe. you tried pushing your arms upward to bring the blankets off your face, but to no avail. whoever was on top of you was really set on capturing you in the blanket.

meanwhile, the muffled sounds of your distress was going unnoticed by everyone else in the room. their passionate discussion on whether a turtle without its shell is naked or homeless was seemingly more important than the ongoing murder attempt.

seeing as your ‘murderer’ was using their hands to hold down the blanket, you pushed your hands down towards your waist where you could feel their legs caging you in. a loud yelp sounded above you. and while you had your suspicions from the beginning, the telltale squeak in his voice just solidified it.

“if you don’t get off me right now, wooyoung, i’ll-” your words were cut short when his weight suddenly shifted and was now distributed over your torso. the groan that left you was no louder than the sound of his giggles echoing above you. he laid his head on your chest and nuzzled his face down into the blanket.

“hmm? you’ll what?” his words were muffled into the fabric, but you heard him nonetheless.

“i swear, i’m gonna..” this time your words trailed off for a different reason. mid sentence, you realized he had finally let go of the blanket. taking the opportunity before he realized anything; you hurriedly pulled the blanket off your face, wrapped your legs around his, and shifted your weight around so that it was now him trapped underneath you. his eyes shut as his back met the floor and a soft puff of air left his lips. your hands quickly fumbled across the blanket to pin down his arms by his head.

finally having escaped the torture and wildly unsure of what to do next, you were just sat on top of his stomach, catching your breath. his eyes slowly opened and for a good minute he just blinked up at you. but slowly, amusement rose in his eyes and you could tell he was fighting back a smirk. your eyes narrowed. what the hell is he thinking about this time…

what you hadn’t realized yet was that as you went to pin down his arms, you had unknowingly leaned down over him. and thus, your position was in no way going to look appropriate to anyone who was to walk into the room.

“are you sure this is what you were going to do? ‘cause to me, this doesn’t seem all too bad,” the teasing tone in his voice just made you even more confused.

“huh?” now it was your turn to just blink down at him. how is it not bad to be rendered useless underneath someone else?

“huh,” your eyebrows furrowed together as a frown covered your face. when he just smiled in response to that, you huffed out a breath and rolled your eyes. you loosened your grip on his arms the slightest bit and he tugged them towards himself. your balance faltered and you had to let go of his arms to catch yourself from crashing face first into him.

his breath hitched as ur arms landed beside his head as you effectively caged him in once again. it was not until you felt his soft breaths on your face that you realized; his face is just inches away from mine. and fuck- his lips look so plump. i wonder if they’re as soft as they look. if i just lean a little bit closer i could-

as if it wasn’t bad enough that you were in such a compromising position, you were now fantasizing about kissing your friend? how great. immediately following the realization you could feel the heat creeping up on your face, and you scrambled to get up off him.

before you could actually go anywhere, you felt his hands tug you back down and his arms wrapped around your waist to hold you in his lap. his chin landed on your shoulder as he hugged you towards himself.

while it wasn’t unusual for wooyoung to be so affectionate, it was definitely sending your brain into overdrive today. your heart was beating out of your chest and you were almost sure he felt it. he hugged you harder against himself before he pulled back. your eyes were now squeezed shut, just hoping he’d let you go before your brain actually melts.

you knew he wouldn’t do that, but what you would never have expected was the overly wet kiss he planted on your cheek. it felt like a lick from a dog to be honest. your eyes shot open and you stared at him in disbelief. he was grinning, clearly proud of himself, but the nervous twitch of the corners of his lips let you know he was actively overthinking his choices.

your hands came up to softly grab his face and you wet your lips in preparation for revenge. his eyes were looking intently at your face before they trailed down to your lips and stayed there. you turned his face away from you and his eyes fluttered shut, your grip on him soft as to not hurt him.

your closed your eyes as you leaned in. less than a hairs width away from successfully getting your revenge when you felt him turn his head back towards you. once again, you realized it all too late. your lips met his as his grip on your waist tightened. he hesitantly deepened the kiss, waiting to see if you’d kiss him back.

completely dumbfounded, you pulled back. you wiped your saliva off your lips with the edge of your sleeve as your eyes scanned his face, looking for an explanation. his eyes were half-lidded and simply fixed on your lips. he swallowed once, completely lost in his own thoughts.

“wooyoung, what was-” no more words could leave your lips before you heard a soft “please,” and his hands hurriedly left your waist to hold your face and pull you into a proper kiss. a surprised whimper sounded in the back of your throat, but you kissed him back nonetheless. once you did, you could feel him smiling into the kiss.

your lips were moving together in such a way it had you both lost in the feeling, completely forgetting where you were. at some point one of his hands had traveled back down to hold your waist while the other was resting on your thigh. your legs were straddling his as your hands were tangled in his hair. it wasn’t until your fingers pulled softly at his locks, eliciting a soft groan from him, that you were brought back to the reality of it.

“woo?” you pulled back slowly to whisper his name. he opened his eyes to look at you like you’d just delivered him the worst news of his life.

“more,” he tried to lean back into a kiss, not nearly having had enough, but your hands squishing his cheeks together stopped him. a pout made its way onto his face, and you giggled. you pressed a final soft kiss onto his lips as an apology and a soft smile made its way onto his face as he looked at you.

right as he opened his mouth to say something the increasing sound of your friends’ voices told you they were making their way back to the living room and thus cut him short. you panicked, glanced towards the hallway, then when you finally looked at him it was not looking good. his hair was all over the place, cheeks all blushed, eyes glazed over, and his lips deliciously swollen and red from the kissing.

“oh no…” you whispered as you hurriedly reached out to smooth out his hair. while you did so he just admired your face, in absolutely no hurry to hide from the rest of his friends.

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“guys, what snacks do you- oh, is youngie asleep already? yn, pull the blanket off his face at least, he might suffocate like that.”

oh, if only you knew, seonghwa.

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