#SF9 Rowoon drabble

[lost-inthedream]

SF9 reaction to you asking for a boob massage

Pairing: sf9 x female reader

Warning: bad words, sweet-talking, tongue-kissing, neck-sucking, nipple play.

Genre: smut

Bonus song rec: Make up, by Sam Kim feat. Crush

Context: In all drabbles, the reader wears a blouse with no bra.

Youngbin:

Rises an eyebrow and shows a malicious smile. You can see in his eyes how your request made some gears roll in his head. "Just a massage? That's all you need now?" He tilts his head to the side to suck on your neck and starts kneading your clothed breasts with both hands. The way he moves down to your collarbones, wets your skin with his tongue is noisy and lewd but he takes his time before pulling your blouse up and settling you on your bed.

Inseong:

To your surprise, he straight up asks you to take off your top and lie down on the bed, then he straddles your hips. Inseong takes one second just to contemplate your state, the way your boobs accommodate in such a position is a perfect view. "Why are your nipples already hard?" he provokes. You suddenly become shy so your eyes move away. He flicks your nipples before going all the way for an actual massage.

Jaeyoon:

"Do you really think I will be able to massage them?" he doubts while cupping your tits, verifying their weight for the hundredth time. They have the ideal weight for his hands, he bites his lip while waiting for you to say anything. "Why wouldn't you?". Jaeyoon ignores your question for a moment, he has to slide his hands under your shirt before anything. Once his palm is directly touching your skin, he gasps and explains "I can't touch it for long, I need to suck on them."

Dawon:

"Only if you give my tiddies a massage too" he laughs. Honestly, he cracks you up. Anyways you eventually say yes since he looks to be waiting for a confirmation. Sanghyuk hugs you from behind and starts his ministrations, he is not the most delicate but it is far from hurting you. Just the way he firmly groups both your breasts together is a bit harsh. "I love the way you can't be apart from me, doll. You need me pulling moans from you all the time, right?"

Zuho:

warning: use of the word 'daddy'

That is his weak spot: your tits. They are soft, beautiful, they are his. He hates admitting but his mouth waters when he thinks about your boobs. He was working on something and he usually refuses to stop and fuck you when you ask for it. So this time you tried something unexplored. His eyes naturally drop to your breasts as soon as he hears that word. "Oh, shit" he hisses. You come closer toying with your cleavage and he just pulls you onto his lap, his hands immediately stimulating your hardening buds. "Daddy, I said 'massage'".

Rowoon:

He gives you tits massages without you asking for it but you can surprise him nonetheless. He is dressing up after his shower and you observe his broad chest and broad body as a whole. "Come here already, I need a massage... on my boobs". He turns to you automatically. "Uh? Did you say boobs?" You nod with a cute pout on your lips. In a second, he lies by your side and hugs your middle, reaching one breast with his soft hand. You give him a scalp massage as payment.

Yoo Taeyang:

You said tit massage, he heard tit massage but he caught you and now he is tongue-kissing you with his hands underneath your shirt. You knew that would happen, Taeyang is absolutely unable to touch a pair of boobs without having anything in return. You can't help smiling against his hungry lips and, eventually, making him question what is happening. "You're so precious, ma boy". Both you and him have drool all around your lips. He smiles shyly so you pull him closer again. His hands under your shirt, your fingers playing with the zipper of his pants.

Hwiyoung:

Gives you the said massage very diligently, maybe too diligently. He also straddles you so he can see all your facial expressions and the way your nipples respond. He is very collected, yet he is becoming breathless. "Fuck, Hwi, why do you have to do it so well?" He smiles like an idiot. "Am I doing it right?" His voice is a fragile whisper that pokes your nerves even more. He continues flicking your nipples with his thumbs from time to time and you moan louder in response.

Chani:

Girl, Chani has spoiled you too much, pushing his hands under your t-shirt way too often. Tonight, he was just exhausted and spooning you, sometimes leaving chaste smooches on your neck. "Babe?" you call him. He barely hums in response, and then you ask for the massage. He chuckles and starts sweet-talking you right away "Sure, my love. Let me free your beautiful jewels. You know how much I love them, right?"

[kpophours]

Change of Plans

➵ SF9: Rowoon x fem. reader / drabble, boyfriend AU / fluff

➵ warnings: none

➵ word count: 597

Rowoon frowned and muttered a small curse under his breath, looking out the window and at the dark clouds gathering all over the city. It looked like it was going to storm any second now - which would mean his plans for today were pretty much ruined. He sighed, rubbing his face in mild annoyance. He had planned the perfect date for your birthday - first, you would go to the market to get some delicious, freshly prepared food, then take a leisurely stroll around your favorite park nearby and lastly, he had planned for you to look at the stars, sharing some of your favorite snacks.

But no - the dark sky above meant that everything was ruined.

So now, he had to improvise.

When you unlocked the front door to your apartment, the hallway was quiet and dark, which surprised you a bit. You had thought your boyfriend would be home by now - it was your birthday after all. You’d even given him a key just so he could let himself in, should you come later than planned - work was busy these days, and you never really knew when you’d be able to clock out.

“Rowoon?”, you asked in a hushed voice, taking off your soaked boots and coat - it was pouring outside, a rather gloomy birthday weather - while fumbling for the light switch in the darkness of the hallway. When you turned on the light, you heard a sudden yell of surprise, which made you jump and squeal as well.

“NO, TURN IT OFF AGAIN, BABE! And come into the living room!”

You giggled at the slight panic in Rowoon’s voice, shaking your head at his antics but doing as he said. You carefully navigated through the hallway and towards the living room, trying not to stumble over or run into anything, and pushed open the door.

You gasped.

Candles were covering almost every surface, gently illuminating your boyfriend standing in the middle of the room, an angelic smile on his face and a bouquet of flowers in his hands. You saw a picnic basket at his feet, and a cake with red I ♡ You candles - he had also put up some fairy lights, and opened a bottle of sparkling wine. You smiled, gaze traveling over the blanket fort he had build - it seemed like he had dragged every blanket and pillow you owned into the living room, making it look even cozier than usual.

While you took in the scene in front of you, your boyfriend walked towards you, gently wrapping both arms around you and pulling you close to his chest. He pressed a gentle kiss against your temple, on both cheeks, on the top of your nose, and then - finally - he kissed you fully on your lips. 

“Happy birthday, baby.”, he murmured and brushed your hair behind one ear, before gently smiling down at you, “I hope you like it - I… I had planned something else, actually - a walk in the park and stargazing, but the weather suddenly decided to change.” 

You just gave him a soft smile in return, standing on your tip toes and kissing him again. “Thank you so much, this is perfect.”, you mumbled against his lips and he sighed, relieved.

“Well, then let’s eat something and get cozy. It’s time for a movie marathon.”, he replied, reaching for your hand and pulling you with him towards the blanket fort.

You giggled, happiness and love washing over you - because even though Rowoon’s original plan for your birthday had changed quite a bit, his birthday gift was still absolutely perfect.

happy birthday @vicapuleti​ 💞

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[milkybonya]

the morning after ☆ 로운

for @jjddk ♡ i'm sorry this took a bit of a while >.<

warnings: this is all fluff heh but what happened the night before clearly wasn't 😳

summary: you wake up next to bf!Rowoon after,, that kind of night <3

your eyelids flutter open to a bare, tan, broad back facing you. some parts of the skin are flushed and blushing pink, and you trace your fingers over the tender parts.

the owner of this precious back, your boyfriend Seokwoo, starts moving in his sleep, rolling over to face you. your heart races and you're flustered to suddenly see his face so close up, his bare chest completely exposed to you. he's still asleep and his lips are parted, slightly swollen from the numerous times you kissed them just last night.

you bring up your fingers again to touch the curve of his jawline, feeling his smooth skin against your fingertips. you admire the way his chest slowly rises and falls, and how he looks so perfect even with his messy hair.

Seokwoo starts to sense that someone is watching him, even in his sleep. his eyelids slowly flutter open and he smiles when he sees his face so close to yours.

"good morning~" he says in a raspy voice that makes your heart flutter.

he leans forward and sleepily kisses your forehead and nose. then, he shifts so he can bring a hand up to lovingly stroke the top of your head.

"are you in pain? does it hurt a lot?" Seokwoo asks you.

"it hurts, but it's okay enough to handle," you speak softly, making Seokwoo suddenly want to pull you even closer. he pulls you so deeply into his embrace that your bodies are pressed together as you lay on your sides, your head leaning against Seokwoo's chest.

you can hear his heartbeat!

you flatten your palm against his ribcage to see if you can feel it, too, but Seokwoo laughs at you.

"are you trying to feel up my chest again?" he asks in a low tone.

"again?! n-no!" you retort, making Seokwoo laugh even harder. he wraps his arms around you more tightly, kissing the top of your head.

"i'm all yours, y/n. you can feel me up as much as you want," he says.

"even in public?" you joke.

"in public? y/n! i didn't know you were that type of person!" Seokwoo exclaims, playing along.

"n-no! i was joking!!" you shriek as Seokwoo pulls you on top of him.

the sight of you, all sleepy and dazed, bare skin and flushed features is the death of him. he pulls you down, low, so he can press his lips to yours. the way his warm hands feel on your back, the way he breathes into the kiss, the way his lips feel so soft, everything about Seokwoo makes you melt in his arms.

when you pull away and you both peer at one another, you lean down to cuddle into Seokwoo's chest. he rests his chin atop your head and holds one of your hands, playing with your fingers.

"y/n," he calls out.

"hm?"

"could we just stay like this, today?" Seokwoo asks.

"we could.. but i really want to shower," you say.

"can we.. shower together?" he asks.

"how about a bubble bath?!" you suggest, getting all excited and clapping your hands.

Seokwoo chuckles, poking your nose.

"anything for you, my love," he says, and you feel as though you're becoming one with the mattress as you stare into his loving eyes.

you run your fingers through his hair and Seokwoo's eyelids flutter shut as he feels your touch. you: his home, his safe space, his love, his world, his everything. laying next to you, waking up next to you is the stuff of dreams for him. but now it's his reality, and he feels so blessed for that.

"Seokwoo," you call out.

"hm?" Seokwoo responds, mimicking your reply from before.

"i love you," you say in a hushed tone.

his toned arms pull you closer so he can whisper it back in your ear: "i love you more, y/n".

[blu-joons]

Visiting Him On Set ~ Kim Seokwoo

His shoulders dropped as soon as Seokwoo spotted you after finishing filming his scene, finding you sat out of the way. Your smile was wide after you’d watched him record, recognising the lines from the many reads of the scripts that you’d done with him.

Your eyes were stunned as Seokwoo walked towards you dressed in his outfit, unlike anything that you had ever seen him in before. You knew that the drama was traditional, but there was something about seeing Seokwoo in his hanbok that made your heart flutter, especially coupled with the innocent smile that he wore too.

He couldn’t reach you quick enough, weaving around the members of crew and the equipment that was lying around, holding onto you as soon as he reached you, touched that you had made the effort to visit and support him.

You could feel in his hold that it meant a lot for Seokwoo to have you there, having tried for weeks to arrange a date when you’d been able to visit. Seeing him on set was the one part of the job that you always missed out in with him, but at last you had gotten to see him in action and admire the work that went into filming a drama.

“I’m so glad you were able to make it,” Seokwoo smiled as he pulled away from your embrace, “what did you think?”

Your head nodded straight away, as Seokwoo moved his hand down your frame before holding onto your hand. “I was impressed, I know I’ve read through the scripts, but seeing it here makes it all so real, and believable too.”

Seeing the smile on your face was all that Seokwoo had wanted when he invited you down, wanting to show off to you. As the crew started to leave the set as the scene came to an end, Seokwoo took your hand and led you across to let you take a look at the set properly, showing you all of the little details that had been added to the place.

It really felt as if you’d been transported back several years as you walked around, with it stripped back and bare just like it used to be. With Seokwoo in costume too, you couldn’t quite believe where you were as you walked around.

“I can’t believe that you get to act in a place like this,” you told Seokwoo as he pointed out to you where the house that he often acted in was just a few metres away from you.

“Come on, I’ll show you backstage too,” he encouraged, taking a tighter grip of your hand and pulling you off of the set and through a door down a long corridor.

“What’s behind all of these doors?” You asked him, not quite able to read what all of the signs on the doors said because you moved so fast, only being able to read one sign, the sign that belonged to Seokwoo’s dressing room.

Once he stopped, he processed what you said, pointing to a couple of the places. “There’s all sorts going on here, equipment is stored, footage is reviewed, and lots of adjustments are made in costumes to these rooms too.”

“It’s where all the magic happens,” you suggested, to which Seokwoo nodded in agreement with you, “those poor costume designers must have a nightmare dealing with you, you’re far too tall for them to work with.”

“I think they secretly enough it,” Seokwoo teased in reply to you.

“You mean that they like your muscles?” You asked, sending a knowing glance up to Seokwoo. His head shyly nodded, having been complimented many times by the members of the crew for how well his physique suited hanbok.

A shy smile crept onto Seokwoo’s face as he found you staring across at him too, understanding why he had picked up the attention of so many of the staff.

“I could get quite used to wearing hanbok, it’s very freeing,” he told you, twirling around once he was in his dressing room, “I might have to bring one of these home with me once I’m finished filming over here.”

A chuckle came from you, disturbed by a knock at the door of Seokwoo’s dressing room, with a head poking round the open door.

“Hi,” a familiar face smiled, “I thought I heard company, is this the Y/N I’ve heard so much about?”

It didn’t take long for you to know who was speaking, recognising the face as Yoonsu’s, a colleague that Seokwoo had told you plenty of stories about. “This is Y/N,” Seokwoo told him.

You smiled widely across at him. “It’s nice to meet you,” he told you as he walked further into the room, “I’ve heard a lot about you, do you have any idea how much he gushes about you?”

“I don’t gush,” Seokwoo corrected him, looking to him and hoping that you would believe him, “I’ve just mentioned you every now and then when others have talked about their partners, that’s all that I do.”

“Is it?” Yoonsu chuckled back to him, “you might want to look good in front of Y/N, but I’ll tell her all about what you’re like.”

“You’re exaggerating, just don’t listen to him Y/N.”

Your head shook back to Seokwoo, “I’m interested to hear what you’ve been saying to all of your colleagues, especially about me too.”

A roll of the eyes came from Seokwoo, knowing that you’d played right into Yoonsu’s hands for him to throw Seokwoo under the buss. There were plenty of things that Yoonsu could tell you, his only worry was that he wouldn’t have enough time.

Whilst Seokwoo started to change out of his current hanbok, Yoonsu sat you down on the sofa and started to tell you plenty of Seokwoo’s secrets, especially how much he loved to brag about what the two of you got up to.

“He mentioned that you went to a nice Thai place last week,” Yoonsu smiled, “next time you guys go you’ll have to invite me.”

Through the mirror of the dressing room, you could feel Seokwoo’s eyes staring. He was desperate for Yoonsu to shut up, but he just couldn’t, especially as he saw how invested you were in hearing all of the things that they had heard about you from Seokwoo.

“He’s been whining for weeks about how much he’s wanted to have you here to watch him,” Yoonsu then told you, “I’m glad you’re here just to shut him up.”

“He whines?” You asked in surprise, immediately looking across to Seokwoo, knowing that you had yet another thing to tease him about when the two of you got home.

His head shook rapidly across to you, “I just mentioned that it might be nice, I’ve never whined about having you here to watch me on set.”

“Shall we go and ask the others too?”

“No,” Seokwoo called out, not needing anyone else to stich him up. “I might have whined a bit, but it comes from a good place.”

The smile on your face grew as Seokwoo defended himself, “to be honest, it’s touching to know just how much you wanted to have me here.”

“Wait until I tell you some more stories,” Yoonsu laughed, “you might not find Seokwoo so cute after you hear these.”

“No way, you’ve told enough stories for one day.”

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[synthetickitsune]

Rowoon (SF9) | Fireflies fluff | 0.6k

“Love? It’s getting quite cold,” you spoke up as you walked along a country road, your connected hands swinging happily between your bodies. The summer was only beginning, the nights not yet warm enough. He didn’t seem to notice the dropping temperature until you mentioned it.

“Ah, sorry,” he panicked and quickly pulled his hand away from yours to take off the sweater he wore over his shirt, “Here.” He handed you his sweater, still warm and smelling of him. You chuckled but shook your head.

“No, you’ll be cold and I don’t want you to get sick. Shouldn’t we just head home?” you suggested and immediately regretted it. His face fell before he quickly tried to hide it with an unconvincing smile.

“S-Sure, I guess...” he said but the joy from his voice was gone and it made you confused and heartbroken that you were the reason for it without even knowing what happened.

“Hey,” you grabbed his hand again to stop him from turning around to head back, “What’s going on?” He hesitated but eventually took both of your hands into his, giving you a soft smile.

“I really want to show you something. It’s not that important but I’d love to share it with you and I don’t know when we’re going to have another opportunity like this,” his eyes were looking into yours, his face extremely mellow and his hands warm. You knew, in that moment, if he asked you to walk with him to the end of the Earth, you’d gladly hold his hand the whole way.

“Then let’s do it,” you jumped a little to peck his cheek, making him giggle, “But if you catch a cold, good luck explaining it to your manager.” You put on his sweater, happily inhaling his soothing scent and let him lead you.

He took you further down the road and then took a turn to walk a narrow dirt path. He laughed when you asked if he’s going to murder you here in the middle of fields and meadows. “Be patient,” he scolded lightly.

You were becoming a little anxious as the sun hid below the horizon and the sky turned a deep dark color. Seokwoo just chuckled happily, pulling you into his side to protect you, even if there was no danger here. Suddenly he stopped and moved to stand behind you, his hands wrapped around your waist. He leaned down to rest his chin on the top of your head.

“We’re here,” he whispered and kissed your hair. You leaned back into him with a soft hum.

“And what is it you wanted to show me here?” you asked, since all you saw was a grass field. But then, in the very next second, you understood.

It was just a few at first, then it became tens and maybe hundreds with each passing minute, tiny lights taking off the ground and flying above the ground.

“Oh,” you breathed out in awe, turning back to look at your boyfriend. He gave you a loving smile, stepping from behind you and offering you his arm. You gladly took it and followed him through the path illuminated by the small glowing bugs. It felt like walking through the night skies, stars dancing around you. He was watching you intently, mesmerized. The tiny lights were mirrored in your eyes and you looked like you just stepped out of a fairytale.

“Shall we dance?” he asked, turning around to face you. How could you say no? And so you danced through the sea of fireflies, happy and in love.

[saidrabbles]

the cursed red string (3)

NOTE: this part is separate from the ending of part 2 !! reader ends up with joong-gil in part 2, but this part is how reader ends up w junwoong and their connection together. (same storyline)

warning: mentions of suicide

standing between the two older reapers, he noticed the red strings around their wrists. but what shocked him is when he saw the bright red on himself — for the first time since becoming a reaper. being naturally observant, he started thinking of a sensible explanation for this incident. but this isn't the first time - it happened once before. the time he witnessed your distressed state...was when he saw yours for the first time.

he heard somewhere, after he came to jumadeung that only the people connected together could see the fragile thread on the wrist of one another.

what did this mean? he cant deny the crush he’s developed for you ever since he laid his eyes on you, and to know that you’re related to his past? - he couldn’t help but feel giddy thinking about it.

but he was naive.

too naive.

it didn't occur to him that they could have a ill-fated relationship. the people in jumadeung questioned his strange death; but what they didn't know is that junwoong is just as clueless. years ago, a quiet junwoong walked behind the jade empress into jumadeung. all the leaders questioned her when she decided to assign him to the risk management team.

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flipping through the stack of reports on your desk, you were unable to understand the words written. you were in a daze ever since you came into work - all your team members were aware except yourself. "i can see your dedication, but i think you should go home and rest." you looked in the direction of the voice. "mistakes will make the other teams hate us more than they already do, and its a pain in the ass" ryung-gu had a point. ever since you've seen that nightmare, you couldn't stop about the man that ended his life before your eyes. you get the chills everytime you think about it.

junwoong was observing you this whole time. it tore him apart, seeing you silently dealing with your pain. he wanted to be there for you, but what can he do when you keep pushing him away? getting desperate, he went to see the only person that would have answers.

he silently leaves the worn out office. as he's walking absent-mindedly, he ends up colliding with a body that happened to be in his way. "ack that hurts!" he gently rubs his chest as he looks up, looking for the cause of his pain. "leader park joong-gil..." he feels the gaze of the older male. "is the jade empress your friend now? you've been showing up here quite often.." he trailed off.

"and what does that have to do with you?" junwoong retorted. he felt the joong-gil's eyes soften. what is this...? "don't ask too much...some questions are better left unanswered kid" wait- kid??? "where is the kid here?? i am no kid !!" joong-gil breathed out a quiet laugh. he's laughing...? "your answer is still the same" joong-gil mumbled, but the younger one heard him. "what do you-" joong-gil starts walking away before he stops a bit and turns to look at him "just remember...it's not your fault." junwoong was baffled to say the least. but he proceeded to enter nonetheless.

gently knocking the wooden door, he then enters. he felt his chest tighten ever so slightly, warning him of what's about to be said. "director...." she looks up at the young boy. she really had a soft spot for him. she couldn't bare tell him of his past. "(y/n) is in so much pain...and i don't know how to help her.."

but it was inevitable. his would need to go back into his past again.

she sighs. "are you sure you're ready?" he looked at her, slightly puzzled. "ready for what?" she stands up, and puts her hand over his eyes. "to go back in time."

.

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he opened his eyes, to find himself running. he was in a field of lifeless bodies, laying in a scattered manner.

adrenaline pushes him to run faster.

and from a distance, he sees a kneeling figure. as he reaches there, he stops in his tracks. he was too late. she had done it. she had killed their best friend.

feeling his tears threatening to fall, he looks for a sword. he picks it up, and points it at the now standing figure.

"you killed him" he chocked out. "what have you done??" he's crying now. "this isn't you...what happened to you?"

the person standing infront of him, covered in blood, was you. your eyes had lost its sparkle, and became dark, like your soul had died. he couldn't believe what he's seeing. he wanted to blind himself and forget the person thats standing infront him. the love of his life.

he couldn't take it anymore, it felt like his guilt was eating at him. his regret for not showing up in the right time...for not being there to stop you. things will never be the same, and he couldn't bare to live another moment with this memory engraved in his soul.

pointing the sword at himself, he looked at the sharp edge pointing at him. he can hear your pleads with his heart beating at his ears. taking one last breathe, he pushed the sharp weapon at himself.

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and just like that, junwoong opened his eyes again.

he feels his face, tear-stained. he sat down, bringing his hands to his face. he sighed "that's the nightmare she's been seeing every day..." he felt his tears threatening to fall again. "and here i thought we were meant to be together when i saw that stupid string." the empress gently put her hand on his slumped shoulder. "even though your ties had been severed, the story you write here can end differently."

he leaves the office, with his destination clear. he will stop watching you from afar, seeing your pained expression deepen as days go by. he didn't want you to blame yourself anymore, he didn't want to see the guilt eat you away. even if he couldn't be someone special to you, he wanted to be there for you.

he enters the office, only to see you resting your head on your desk, with your eyes closed. assuming you were asleep, he sat in the chair next to you. "(y/n)...you can rest easy now. please...stop blaming yourself." he gently pushes a stray hair strand away from your face. "i was the one to take that decision, not you.." and that's when you snapped your eyes open, causing him to almost fall down from his seat. "what do you mean...by that?" you looked at him, visibly nervous.

"uhm- so what i meant is-" he was intimidated by your stare, again. you sat straight, and turned to look at him. "i didn't mean to scare you..." just then, you felt yourself being wrapped into a warm embrace. you felt tense at first, but seconds after, you felt yourself relax into this needed embrace. "the person that kills himself...is me." you felt time stop, for the very first time. you then tried to escape his hold on you, just for him to tighten his grip around you.

"listen to me...im not saying this to make you feel more guilty. i want you to stop blaming yourself. focus on the present junwoong." you pull away to look at him. "focus on the junwoong who won't ever let you go again. i won't stand back and watch you in pain, i can't bare to do that any longer."

you let your tears fall infront of someone — for the very first time. unable to cry silently, you start to sob. he gently holds your face in his large hands, wiping away your tears. he was comforting you with his gaze, and his soft touches. "i don't know if i deserve this..." you finally said. "i think you've spent long enough in pain...im here for you, and only you."

you look at him, feeling things for the very first time. "can i kiss you?" you asked as his eyes dilated with surprise. "y'know, I've had a crush on you for several decades now." you laugh quietly as you pulled him in for a short peck. "and i might have just shamelessly fell for you." he gives you a wide smile before he pulls you in for another kiss.

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part 1 I part 2 I part 3 I bonus

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a/n: ahh i hope that the ending made sense, i kinda hit writers block with this part :( thank you for patiently waiting ♡

[inseongsfoxybae]

He hugs you and everything feels calm and quiet. His chest is your safe place, your comforting warmth, your home.

You sigh heavily when he wraps his arms around you, pulling you securely close to him.

"Why is my baby sad?", he asks, softly kissing your temple.

"I just had a hard day", your murmur against his chest, inhaling his sweet scent. "But I'm better now that I'm with you".

"I'm always here for you, honey. And I forever will", he reassures you before pulling away a little so he can look at you.

"I love you", you softly whisper, bumping your nose with his.

"I love you more", his lips curl in a small smile when they touch your forehead.

You sigh again, but, this time, is relief, is safety, is love. You know you're not alone, even with the difficulties and struggles.

[yootaesowlwrites]

Get Out Of My Way - Rowoon

A18— “Get out of my way.”

Warnings: Fluff, suggestive.

W/C: 706

You look at Rowoon and the behind him, he had brought something home, and he was blocking your way, you look back at him before moving to the side, he follows you with his arms outstretched.

“Seokooo…” You whine and move to the other side, he follows and giggles as he senses your frustration. “Come onnnn,” You try and fake to one side, but he was moving too quickly.

“No, it’s for later, you’re going to ruin the surprise,” He says, you let out a huff and begin to turn around, only to try and duck underneath his arms, but he catches you and holds you back.

“Nooo, let me through!” You say, he releases you, and you turn around, crossing your arms over your chest, your cheeks puff out, and you pout at him. “Get out of my way,” He reaches for your cheeks, poking one of them.

“You’re adorable,” He coos, and pokes the other cheek. “But no, no I won’t,” You drop your hands to your side before trying once again to duck underneath his arms, only this time, he wraps his arms around you, pulling you against him, giggling at your failed attempt. “Come on, let’s get you out of the kitchen and get your mind off the thing,” He practically drags you out of the kitchen and towards the bedroom.

“Nooooo, I wanna see, Seokwoo!” You whine out, trying to grab onto the doorways to pull yourself back, but your hands kept slipping. “Nooo, when is it later? I think it’s later, show me!” He laughs as he enters the bedroom, shutting the door with his foot before letting you go, he turns around and locks the door, and takes the key out. “Ohh, you kidnapper!”

“Well, you looked too adorable for me to just leave all alone in our kitchen,” He says, and walks past you towards the bed, you slowly turn as you follow his movements, he lays down and looks at you, a smile on his lips. “It’s for tonight,” You tilt your head slightly.

“Did I miss an anniversary date?” You ask, stepping closer to the bed. “Because I don’t remember any important date around this time,” He smiles at you and shakes his head.

“It’s just because,” He says, you pause at the foot of the bed and look at him. “Because I want to spoil you for the night,” You smile and look down, not wanting him to see the smile growing on your lips.

“And why just tonight?” You ask. “You can start now,” He shakes his head, and you let out a huff, you lift your head before climbing onto the bed, you crawl over his legs and straddle his thighs, he moves his hands behind his head, taking the key along with him. “Well, then I guess I should play dirty.”

“And how do you plan on doing that?” He asks, you place your hands on his hips and slowly pushes his shirt upwards, revealing his toned torso, he watches you with interest as you lean over and plant a kiss at the top of his chest before leaving a trail down, you look up at him before your tongue slips past your lips, and you press it flat against his skin and lick a stripe upwards, over the ridges of his abs, you watch as he shudders. “Dirty… I see, you filthy little thing,” You give him a smirk before flicking your tongue over his nipple. “Ohh, that is dirty,” He moves one hand away from the back of his head and moves to the back of your head, you slide upwards and grind your hips down against his, in a moment of a blissful feeling travelling through him, his other hand moves away from the back of his head, and you move to grab the key, only for him to grab your wrists and flip you both over.

“Oh!” You gasp and look up at him as he straddled your hips.

“You almost had me, sweetheart,” He says, he pushes your wrists above your head and pins them down with one hand, he leans over and places the key on the bedside table. “But I can play just as dirty.”

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{SF9 Reaction} They get jealous of you fangirling at another group.

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(Disclaimer: I kinda wrote mini scenarios for each of them b/c I love this concept so much ashfdgkkjs)

Youngbin

The two of you were pretty transparent with each other in the relationship so he knew you stanned many other groups besides his own. Nothing really bothered him, but that was until he joined Kingdom. While the two of you sat on your couch, cuddled against each other to rewatch the pilot episode, you kept commenting on Bang Chan’s performance and how he had such great leadership skills. Youngbin felt himself get jealous especially when the topic of leadership was brought up. He tried his best to conceal his expression so he raised his other hand that wasn’t wrapped around your waist to the side of his face. You noticed his behavior and immediately thought of a mischievous plan. After all, it wasn’t everyday that you saw your calm and composed boyfriend on the verge of breaking down from jealousy. You purposely escalated your fangirling on Bang Chan until Bin couldn’t contain his composure anymore and he unwinded his arm around your waist, got up, and stood in front of your view. You suppressed your laughter as you moved your head around in an attempt to watch the tv but he wasn’t impressed. His entire body moved along with wherever you moved and you ended up bursting out into giggles. You grabbed his waist to still him but he didn’t budge. “Kitten, I’m not going to stop until you praise me like you did with Bang Chan,” Youngbin said in a bitter tone. You stopped giggling and stood on the couch to match his height. Out of the blue, you showered his sour face with kisses and his expression immediately shifted into his signature eye smile. You pulled back and said sweetly, “How about I give you kisses instead?”

Inseong

Inseong just got back from his shooting for Kingdom and you welcomed him with your arms and wide opened for a hug. He always loved when you gave him a long, warm hug after a day of tiring work but today, he was a lot clingier than usual. He never pulled apart from the hug and walked forward, which caused you to topple over the soft couch. You giggled as he stuffed his face into the side of your neck and took a whiff of your scent. You wiggled around as he tickled you with his breath. In between your giggles you asked why he was being like a mopey puppy and he let out a long groan. He pulled apart and stared up into your eyes with his dopey ones and whined, “When we got ready to leave the shooting site for Kingdom, Chanwoo came up to me and told me how nice you were. How do you guys even know each other??” You chuckled at his pouty and jealous expression and placed your hand on top of his head. You played with his fluffy hair and told him in an amused tone, “Chani had his number and I love Chanwoo’s voice.” You saw Inseong pout again and you continued teasing him, “I couldn’t just give up on such a great opportunity. I am a dedicated ikonic.” The last sentence triggered him and he immediately hoisted his body up and peered down at you with jealousy, “I thought you love my voice.” You giggled and decided to stop teasing him before he exploded with even more jealousy and wrapped your arms around his neck. You pulled him down and connected your lips to his, “I love your voice the most.” He immediately replaced the pout on his lips with a wide smile.

Jaeyoon

You waited for Jaeyoon to finish taking a shower after he came back from his shoot for Kingdom so you sprawled yourself across your bed and decided to stream the youtube clips of previous Kingdom performances on your iPad. The thumbnail of The Boyz’s performance caught your eye and you clicked into the clip. You were so excited to see another version of The Stealer and also couldn’t wait to see your bias, Sangyeon, dancing to it. You were so absorbed into their beautiful choreo, you didn’t realize that Jaeyoon came out of the bathroom and was standing by the bed frame for a good ten minutes. He cleared his throat but you didn’t hear him through the loud audio. Jealously crept into his veins and he tried his best to cover it with sarcasm, “Should I dance to The Stealer so my baby will pay attention to me?” You finally heard him and chuckled at his behavior. You taunted him in response, “But it won’t be the same because you’re not Sangyeon.” Jaeyoon gasped, feigning hurt and took the device from your hands. He carelessly placed it on the bedside table before he flung himself onto the soft mattress. He hovered over you and said with amusement, “Well then I guess I have to show you why Jaeyoon is even better.”

Dawon

Dawon stared at you for the longest time in disbelief and chuckled out of nervousness as you sat beside him on the couch of his company’s dance studio. You made dramatic fangirl comments at Ateez’s Kingdom performance especially when Seonghwa appeared on the screen. You punched Dawon’s arm and told him to watch with you, excessively showering Seonghwa with praises. You weren’t oblivious to your boyfriend’s jealousy but you loved it whenever the opportunity came up. He has a tendency of sarcastically laughing with a hint of shy nervousness when he gets jealous and that was exactly how he was acting at the moment. Originally, you only wanted to see Ateez’s performance because you were a big fan of them and because you were waiting for Dawon to finish practicing. But when he came down and sat beside you, you unintentionally praised Seonghwa’s beauty on stage which sparked Dawon’s jealously and you couldn’t help but to continuously tease him and rile him up. As a result, you amped up your inner fangirl until Dawon couldn’t handle it anymore. “Okay that’s it,” He chuckled bitterly and grabbed your phone. You turned to him and he stared into your eyes with a pout and large puppy eyes. “Focus on me baby.” You swallowed down a laughter and extended your arm out for the phone and wailed, “But my Seonghwa!” At this rate, Dawon knew you were messing with him so he grabbed your arms and placed it around his neck before he proceeded to lift you up off the couch and onto him. He sat back down on the couch and had you on top of his laps. Quickly and cunningly, he shoved your phone underneath his butt and sarcastically remarked with amusement, “Come get your phone if you want to see your Seonghwa that badly.”

Rowoon

Rowoon had just come back from his shooting for Kingdom and you followed him around the house like a lost puppy. “Did you see Younghoon? Did you get to talk to him? How was it seeing him perform live??” You fired questions at him like an automatic rifle, clearly showing your enthusiasm as a Deobi, especially a Younghoon stan. Rowoon knew you really liked The Boyz and he was usually fine with your enthusiastic support for the group. He would even join you and fanboy himself when you watch their stages on Youtube. But Rowoon was exhausted after the shooting and was anticipating to have his s/o welcome him home with some love, something he missed so much after being apart from you for drama and Kingdom shootings. Instead, you were asking him about another man and that immediately sparked his jealousy. At first, he just let you ramble on as he took off his shoes and went to the bathroom to freshen up. He loves you and he usually will never pick a fight or act petty no matter how jealous he was. You knew that. You also knew that he was jealous the moment you opened your mouth. At first, you only wanted to get some intel from your boyfriend who had seen one of your biases in person but after seeing the jealousy that flashed in his eyes, you made it your mission to make Rowoon crack for once. You were enjoying yourself so much that you continued talking about Younghoon even as he was in the shower. You leaned against the marble sink and tried saying random nonsense to rile him up but he only chuckled at your fangirl behavior and continued to shower. Suddenly, a mischievous thought crossed your mind and you waited until Rowoon turned off the shower faucet and stepped out to initiate the plan. You feigned a curious, innocent stare at him and placed your hand beneath your chin as if you were deeply contemplating. “Babe, I’m curious about something...” He absentmindedly replied as he plugged in the hair dryer to the wall outlet, “Oh yeah? What is it?” You smirked and eyed him up and down, “Do you think Younghoon is as tall and built as you?” Rowoon froze midway through drying his hair. He turned towards you and turned the device off with a jealous look on his face, one that you have never seen before. You bit down on your lips to hold back a laughter. Gotcha. Before he could muster up a response you continued, “What about his laugh? Does he laugh like you do?” You stared at your boyfriend innocently and his face was flushed red with jealousy. He placed the hair dryer aside and suddenly hoisted you up on top of his broad shoulders, “Definitely not.” He said firmly and then chuckled before softly throwing you onto the cloud-like mattress. His face hovered closely above yours, “He will never be able to easily carry you like I just did nor could he ever make you smile the way I do.” You burst out into giggles as he proceeded to tickle you until you shower him with compliments the way you did with Younghoon.

Zuho

Zuho casually talked to you about his experience in Kingdom as he drove through the dimly lit streets. The two of you decided to go for a quick date late at night, mostly to avoid getting caught by the media, and he was beyond excited to tell you about meeting his seniors. You listened intently and responded with excitement as well since the both of you were huge fans of Btob. Zuho stopped talking once the car had arrived to the isolated park. The two of you laid on top of the car’s hood and gazed at the stars in the night sky and continued the conversation. Somewhere in the middle of your chat, you turned to him and pouted. You told him you wish you were there as well because you wanted to see and hear Minhyuk live. You emphasized with a big pout on your lips, “I want to see Minhyuk rap with his husky voice but also hear him sing with his honey smooth vocals.” Zuho froze for a second, your words not fully processing through his mind. He turned towards you and mumbled with slight jealousy, “I didn’t know you like Minhyuk that much.” He chuckled in disbelief and questioned you, “Husky voice? Honey smooth vocals?” He then became really flustered, caught by surprise at you fangirling more than usual. He kept blinking in disbelief, unable to accept the fact that you liked Minhyuk so much. You found amusement in his cute behavior and teased him even more. You placed your hands by your heart and said dramatically, “I could die happily once I hear Minhyuk live.” Zuho started to get really flustered, cheeks red with jealousy. You chuckled at your adorable boyfriend and squished his cheeks, “I’m messing with you babe! I’m a diehard Melody but my boyfriend is always the #1 person I’d die for.” You gave him a ridiculously sweet look and he caved in. He pulled you on top of him for a hug before the both of you accidentally slid off the side of the hood and onto the ground, with Zuho underneath you as a cushion. He grunted at the impact as you giggled uncontrollably.

Taeyang

When you were mindlessly humming to No Air in the kitchen after watching The Boyz’s latest Kingdom performance, Taeyang’s ears perked up and jealousy immediately ignited in his body. Yes, he gets jealous that easily. You would usually tell him how you enjoy watching The Boyz perform because it’s so satisfying and he would agree because it’s true. But you would also start to notice his pettiness everytime you mention them. He’d nod at your comments and agree but in a way that seems almost sarcastic. “Yeah they are great dancers,” he’d tell you. But then he’d look up at you and say, almost for confirmation, “But I’m a great dancer too.” You’d chuckled to yourself and agree or else you know he’ll be sulking for the rest of the day. But this time, you wanted to see how Taeyang gets when he’s really jealous. At first, No Air really was stuck on your head so you were humming to it. However, something mischievous struck you as you were making chocolate covered strawberries in the kitchen. You wanted to see how far you could take the joke so you purposely pressed his buttons. From the moment he heard you humming, he immediately dashed by your side and wrapped his arms around you as you boiled the chocolate. He laid his head on your shoulder and tried his best to subtly ask you, “Were you watching The Boyz’s performance again?” You replied with a yes and emphasized, “Juyeon is such a great dancer and his expressions are so intriguing,” and that’s when Taeyang lost it. He clung onto you as you were trying to cool down the chocolate and even while you were moving to grab the strawberries from the fridge, he’d stick to you like glue and kept asking you why you like Juyeon so much. “Babyyy,” he whined, “Did you forget about me??” He kept kissing your cheeks with his arms wrapped around you as you struggled to wash the strawberries. At the end, you gave up and twisted around to face him. His arms never let go of your waist as he continued saying jealous nonsense. You took your hand and squished his cheeks, “You are the best, most handsome and talented dancer, artist, and boyfriend okay?” He smirked, satisfied, and you giggled at his ridiculous face squished between your hand. He was just about to open his mouth to spew more nonsense and you shoved a strawberry in his mouth, “okay now shush babe. I love you but I want to eat my chocolate covered strawberries, preferably with the chocolate, so stop clinging onto me.”

Hwiyoung

Hwiyoung’s a fun-loving boyfriend and he wouldn’t just randomly get jealous even if you were meeting up with an ex. He respects your boundaries and trusts your decisions. You love him for that but it also wanted made you curious as to how your boyfriend would react when jealous. SO you decided to surprise him after his Kingdom shoot and went to pick him up with their manager. You hid in the van and surprised the boys when they came toward the vehicle. The eight boys already knew your devious plan and paid no mind to you acting unusually dramatic as you kept asking him if he talked to Hyunjin during the shoot and if you could meet him as well. He looked at you weirdly with a bit of skepticism, “You weren’t that interested in meeting him when I was on Idol Radio with him..why are you so eager now?” You flinched at his retaliation and quickly hopped into the van. You heard Rowoon and Juho snickered in the back and you glared at them for the mockery. As the engine started and the vehicle started down the road back to the dorms, you initiated your second attempt to get under your boyfriend’s skin. You pulled out your phone and watched the Stray Kids’s introduction stage on youtube without earphones. Subtly, you turned to Hwiyoung and asked with the most innocent and adoring eyes, “Babe I didn’t know Hyunjin looked so great with long hair.” At that comment, Hwiyoung’s expression slightly shifted. Almost immediately he responded with a more serious tone, “Even better than I did?” You held back your laughter and felt success creeping up. In the back of the van, you saw Rowoon and Zuho giving you a slightly surprised expression. You winked at them and got excited as your boyfriend gradually became jealous. When you all got back to the dorm, Hwi stuck to your side. You tried so hard not to laugh as he kept asking you with slight skepticism in his tone, “When did you like Hyunjin so much?” “Should I grow out my long hair again?” He acted like a kid got abandoned by his mother and needed to grab your attention. To your surprise, he acted in such a different way than you would’ve thought. But you found it so adorable so you teased him even more by turning the tv on to watch a Hyunjin fancam. Hwi caught you by surprise again as he plopped down on the couch beside you and wiggled adorably to get your attention. You raised the remote to your lips and masked your giggles, keeping note to tease him more often.

Chani

Another one that doesn’t get jealous often. Or ever actually. That’s just not the way he shows affection. But that was until things got a little too personal. Beside the sepgu boys, Chani has never really seen you interact with any of his other friends so he never understood actual jealousy. However, after the one time Chanwoo called Chani to thank him for his advice on Kingdom, he started to notice how much you liked Chanwoo and Ikon. Because of your boyfriend’s appearance on Kingdom, you started to take an interest on Ikon and became a fan of their music. It was true that you liked Chanwoo’s voice but it was never really to the extent of fangirling over him. That thought never crossed your mind until Chani kept asking you how much you liked Ikon, or most importantly, Chanwoo. From his point of view, he’d always notice how your face brightens while watching Ikon performances on the tv. He’d stare at you with a hesitant smile and when you asked him what he was staring at you for, he’d simply reply with a shrug, “You always seem so happy to see Chanwoo’s part in the song.” At first, you hadn’t put much thought into his comment until he continuously brought it up every time an Ikon music video appeared on tv. And so one day, you decided to tease him and hopefully see your boyfriend become an adorable, jealous mess. The two of you were browsing through Netflix shows in your bedroom since it was his free day. You had the remote as you struggled to find something remotely interesting to watch. The two of you slept until late afternoon, yet Chani was still as drowsy as before. You chuckled to yourself as he laid comfortably on your shoulder. Suddenly, he shifted on the bed and got up to go to the bathroom. You found this to be the perfect chance to rile him up so you quickly exited the Netflix page and went to youtube to watch a Chanwoo fancam. Chani came back and slightly flinched in surprise at the tv screen. Your eyes were glued to the tv screen and you ignored him as he crawled back onto the bed and asked, “I thought we were watching a show?” You smiled to yourself and told him you felt like watching Chanwoo dance instead. You were mentally preparing yourself to see Chani act adorably jealous but he took you by surprise and grabbed the remote from you. He turned the tv off and stared at you with dark lust in his eyes. You fell back against the headboard as he hovered over you. He whispered in a deep voice with apparent annoyance and jealousy in his tone, “Chanwoo this. Chanwoo that. It seems like you forgotten who your boyfriend is.” You chuckled nervously and told him you were just joking, but it was too late. Chani pulled the covers over the both of you and lets just say...you eventually got off bed to have your first meal of the day in the late evening.

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• Yes. These were long. Yes. Some of these gradually got spicy. 🥵 But I couldn’t help it I love the boys agsgsksks •

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[divinefireangel]

Good Night Baby

SF9 Rowoon x F! Reader suggestive drabble.

Disclaimer: This is just a work of fiction. If this piece of fan fiction is offensive to any celebrity, fandom or culture please let me know so I can take it down. Also note that this is my version of a character or celeb, which will vary from person to person.

Author's Note: 2 posts in 2 days wow. It's a record 😂. Tbh even I don't know what this is lol. I get random ass ideas okay.

Copyright: Please note that this is my work and if you want to publish this on any other platform, take my permission before doing so. Taking an author's work and posting it somewhere else without any intimation is just disrespectful. I readily welcome suggestions and criticisms. That being said, Happy reading! 🤍

Warnings: 17+ ages and female readers (nothing specified with respect to appearance, etc of reader). All can read though. Just some grinding, choking for like a second. Sensual themes. Sexy SeokWoo. No smut, just suggestive.

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Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, SeokWoo brushed his teeth, getting ready for bed after a long and tiring day. All he wanted to do was to cuddle his lover, feeling warm and loved.

Wrapping her bare arms around his middle, Y/N pressed her chin on his back. "I'll be waiting in bed. " She says kissing his back, letting her arms drop from his body and goes out the bathroom to the bedroom.

Once SeokWoo finished brushing, he removed his T-shirt as it was humid and decided to sleep in just sweatpants. Switching the light off, he comes out the bathroom catching his lover's eye. Now you see a man that good walking into the room without a shirt, there is no way you won't be flustered with need. And not just any man, your man.

Sitting up on her elbows on the bed, Y/N bites her lip as she shamelessly gnaws at her boyfriend. Although it wasn't his intention to make her horny, she couldn't help but desire him, in all his half naked glory. He'd been working out a lot recently and it sure was paying off.

Coming to join her on the bed, SeokWoo looked at his girlfriend who was still on her elbows. Giving him the look, Y/N turns his face to face hers and pulls him in for a soft, long, needy kiss. Breaking the kiss Y/N initiates eye contact with her I really want you expression.

"No, not now. I'm tired. " SeokWoo chuckles out pushing her away slightly.

"It's your fault! Why do you have to look so darn sexy!! " Y/N said as she hit his arm lightly to convey her annoyance.

Sitting up, SeokWoo moves on top of Y/N, caging her body using his. Noticing her breath hitch, he smirks as he goes down to her legs. Grabbing one leg, he starts kissing up from her ankle, as he stared down at her with his dominant eyes.

Involuntarily opening her legs wider, she gives him more space as he starts kissing her thighs. Moving her shirt up, enough to expose her abdomen, SeokWoo blows raspberries on her tummy, making her giggle in her aroused state.

Placing his palms on either side of her head, he leans his face closer to her, but not close enough. Licking his lips he stares down at his girlfriend, a grin crossing his face.

"Shut up and kiss me. " She remarks at his proud expression.

"Or what? " He retorts.

"Or I'll ride your dick off" Grinning widely, he finally kisses her crazy on her lips, giving her what she wants. Wanting more, Y/N uses her strength to turn their bodies around so she can straddle him.

"Kinda do wanna ride your dick off " Y/N says hotly, grinding herself down on his semi hard dick, making him desperate for more. Grabbing her hips, he stops her movements, gently pushing her down to her side of the bed.

"Sorry babe, but I am tired. I'll fuck your brains out in the morning though. " Saying that casually, SeokWoo settles himself properly on the bed while Y/N just stares at him in utter disbelief.

"What the hell SeokWoo! I will break up with you. You can't leave your girlfriend so horny and sleep like it's nothing! " Y/N throws her hands up in exasperation.

Giggling his signature giggle at her childishness, " You're not gonna break up with me. ", he says caressing her hair. Sighing with annoyance but in agreement, Y/N just plops down on the bed next to him.

Turning to face him, she trys again, kissing him hotly while choking him gingerly. Playing along for a few seconds, SeokWoo reacts to her actions. Turning her onto her back out if the blue, he says Good Night, grinning at her as he turn his back towards her, sleeping on his side.

Throwing a tiny tantrum next to him, Y/N pouts turning away so that her back faced his. Feeling uncomfortable without his protective long arms around her frame, Y/N kicks her legs under the cover like a child.

Smiling at her behaviour, SeokWoo turns himself around, putting his arms around her as he spoons her, nuzzling his face into her neck.

"Good Night baby. " He smiles against her neck. Rolling her eyes, Y/N accepts the warm cuddles and they drift into slumber.

[key201303]

Pairing: Sf9 x reader

Word count: 622 words

Warnings: None! Just a bunch of fluff

Genre: Fluff.

Plot: After 5 years of working with these 9 guys and after being there for them 24/7 no matter if it was week days or weekend, you realize how much they mean and how much you need them in your life even if they sometimes are a pain in the ass.

A/N: Happy 5 years with Sf9!! ❤❤ I really hope they keep loving us through their music for a long time and that they can be happy for the rest of their lives ❤❤ Let's keep shining together for another 5 years ❤

Taglist-> @ailoveyuta @jaysbestie (let me know if you want to be added ❤)

“Stop messing around and blow the candles already!!!” You said slapping Youngbin’s shoulder to stop him from mocking you. “Woah, you have changed a lot. Look at you slapping my shoulder!!” Youngbin said, dramatically holding his shoulder as he made everyone laugh. You just rolled your eyes and held the cake with the candles closer to the older boy in your last attempt of making him blow the candles you have bought to celebrate their 5th anniversary. “I’m proud of you noona, you have learnt well.” Chani said, passing his arm around your shoulders with a proud smile, making you roll your eyes once again.

You have been working for these boys for 5 years now. You had never had a break from them, not even weekends. You were just the girl in charge of the coffee, the girl in charge of bringing their food, the girl in charge of making sure they were doing fine. You were basically the girl responsible for their health. It may sound as something really overwhelming and worrying but, actually, you never felt overwhelmed. They never made you feel overwhelmed.

Even though you always complained about their calls at 3am because they forgot the keys to their dorm or because they have lost the last bus to go back home when they wanted to stay a bit longer in the studio and those calls during weekend at 6am to bring them coffee before they started the day, you actually had no idea what you would do without them.

“Are you staying for lunch?” Rowoon asked with a special gleam in his eyes. You took a few seconds to watch his reaction and the rest of the boys’ reactions to be surprised with the same special gleam appearing on their eyes as well, all of them wanting you to stay for a bit longer. “Sure, why not?” You said, a wide smile replacing the pout from a few seconds ago when Youngbin was teasing you. “You don’t have anywhere else to go?” Hwiyoung asked with curious eyes as he ate the last piece of cake remaining on his plate. “What kind of question is that? I haven’t had anything else to do apart from being with you in the last 5 years.” You said laughing and finishing your piece of cake as well. “You should get a boyfriend, you’re starting to get old.” Inseong said, already flinching knowing what your reaction would be. “I would date you if I could, you’re so pretty!” Dawon said, teasing you as well and running away when you tried to get him.

“Now talking seriously, why wouldn’t you want a boyfriend?” Taeyang said once you finished nagging at Dawon. “Yeah, you always complain about having to spend all day with us.” Zuho said laughing. “I don’t need a boyfriend… I already have you.” You said, shyly looking away. They weren’t your boyfriend and actually you had feelings for none of them but, who wants a boyfriend when you have 9 boys taking care of you? No matter how annoying they were. “That means I can call you jagiya from now on?” Jaeyoon said, teasing you once again. “Say that again and it’ll be the last thing you’ll say.” You say piercing him with your gaze, making everyone else laugh.

You have always had that love hate friendship with all of them. They loved teasing you and you low-key enjoyed it as well so, where was the problem? You have sometimes wished to have a normal life without them and have wondered plenty of times what your life would be like if they weren’t there for you. You have really tried to imagine it but it has been impossible. Because, once again, who needs a normal life when you can all shine together?

[kpophours]

prompt game | sf9 - rowoon x fem. reader | spy!au, fake dating | fluff

warnings - none

requested - @vicapuleti​

"Oh yes, she’s my girlfriend.”, Rowoon says, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you close. You do everything in your power to keep a straight face and smile at the host of the party you’re attending. Only the highest ranking officials and richest CEOs have been invited tonight, but your boss had managed to get you an invitation as well, just so you could try and recover a file with information about some secret money laundering business. When you had spotted Rowoon earlier that evening, obviously attending the event as an undercover agent as well, you had been quite surprised. You have known each other for a few years now, being friendly with one another but not really friends, belonging to different organizations who rarely interact with each other. So, you had both tried to ignore each other for most of the evening, but somehow, your host has realized you two actually know each other, asking you about your relationship. You continue to make conversation with him for a few minutes, hoping that your cover won’t be blown, and thankfully, your host soon excuses himself to greet some new guests. For the rest of the evening, you and Rowoon try to keep your farce alive, and he even asks you to dance at one point. It feels nice to be in his arms - maybe even too nice, and you groan inwardly when you notice how you heart speeds up at his close proximity. But you can’t help it - Rowoon is not only good looking, but also quite the gentleman and just generally really nice and funny. “I don’t even know why we’re doing this.”, you finally murmur, while Rowoon twirls you around on the dance floor, and he chuckles, pulling you close to his chest again. “Are you speaking about us dating now, or in a broader, more general sense?”, he inquires, quirking one eyebrow, and you can’t help but smile at him. “I meant our fake dating. How come that was the first excuse popping into your head? We could’ve been just friends, you know.”, you explain, and he shrugs, a slight blush creeping on his cheeks. “I... I guess you’re right, but it’s too late now. I promise I’ll keep the friend excuse in mind for the next time though.”, he answers, and you laugh. “The next time?!” Rowoon just grins cheekily, and leans down so his nose almost brushes against yours. “Well, you never know.”, he just murmurs, and winks at you.

[seoulwhat]

Wedding OR Not (#12)

Summary: Loving your best friend is a stupid and hard thing to do. Would you be able to allow yourself to let your best friend marry the one he loves so he can be happy?

Pairing: Rowoon x female reader

Genre: slight angst, fluff

Warnings: heartbreak

Word Count: 3.9k

He’s your best friend in the whole world. You love him with all your heart and your whole soul.

Yet…

He has never really seen how much you loved him. You tried to show him through your actions, but all he did was see you as a “friend”. It’s not like you didn’t want to be his friend. Of course, you did. You had known him since you were six years old and were neighbors. You remembered when he would ring your doorbell in the middle of the afternoon, and he would be crying because his dad yelled at him, or his older brother didn’t let him play with his toy car. You remembered in elementary school, he hated the school lunch, so you would always make an extra peanut butter and jelly sandwich and bring it for him. You remembered in middle school when he was bullied for not cutting his hair and everyone called him names, but you were there to hug him during his sad moments, and you were there to make him happy again. You remembered you told him in high school that you loved him and all he said was “I love you too. I hope we’re friends forever”.

So yeah, it did break your heart when he told you that he had been dating this girl and he thought that “she was the one”. But you two are best friends, so it’s a must to smile and be happy for him, right?

But you weren’t.

“I’m so happy for you. How long have you two been dating now?” You asked during a lunch that he kept rain checking. He took a sip of his water and began to speak.

“Actually, I’ve been dating her for a year and a half now.”

You almost spit your own food out and your eyes turned into the size of golf balls. “A year and a half!? Why haven’t you told me?”

All he did was shrug his shoulders and continued to eat his salad as he stared at you while you talked.

“What do you mean, you don’t know? We’ve been friends for how long now. Like forever? Rowoon, we’re best friends.”

Rowoon continued stabbing at his food with his fork and all you did was stare at him, waiting for an answer.

“She’s a jealous person.” He said quickly.

“Jealous? She doesn’t have to be jealous of me.”

“I told her you were my best friend and showed her a picture of you. She got upset and told me that she didn’t want me to see you again. I told her I couldn’t do that. So, we made a negotiation and I promised her that if I ever went out to see you, I would turn on the GPS on my phone.”

You furrowed your eyebrows. Why would he want to be with someone like that? You became aware that your best friend was in a controlling relationship. But why was he still being with her?

“Do you love her?” The question popped out quicker than you could even think.

Rowoon was quiet and he hesitated to answer. “I do,” he nodded. “I think I want to marry her.”

You had imagined that if hearts were made of glass, yours would have shattered to a million pieces. Unfixable.

“Are-are you sure? Shouldn’t you think this through?” You asked, trying to delay his thoughts. You didn’t want him to get married. Well, you did, but you wanted him to marry you.

He shook his head. “I already did. I want to ask her tonight actually. What do you think?”

What I think is that you should get out of this relationship before it turns worse. You should leave her before she becomes more controlling and starts to decide what kind of underwear you can wear and cannot wear. You should leave her because she’s not me. You should leave her because I love you. You should leave her because I would make you so happy and I would never let you go.

“I think that’s a good idea,” was all that you were able to say. You regretted bringing this up in your conversation. It was making you uncomfortable and you were already on a verge of tears. Your throat was burning from holding back all your tears.

Your lunch came to an end, and you were thankful that the conversation did as well. You weren’t sure how much longer you could take listening to him brag about how much he loved this girl. You hugged him goodbye, and he promised to call you to let you know what she said. You weren’t looking forward to the call because honestly, you were already devastated as is.

Once you were home, you made sure to put your phone on sound so you wouldn’t miss Rowoon’s call.

A year had passed and the only thing that kept your mind thinking about things, other than Rowoon, was jogging twice a day and taking daily walks throughout the park. You stopped waiting for his phone call a month after he promised he would call you. You tried calling him, but he changed his phone number, and you had no other way to reach him. You used to know where he lived, until the day you went to his door and an Asian couple opened the door.

At first, you didn’t want him to call you to tell you that she agreed to marry him. Then after the second and third day and so on, you impatiently waited for him to call and say something.

Maybe she said no? Or maybe he just never asked her and broke up with her.

You thought so many things, but a call never came your way to satisfy your curiosity. Like always, you woke up in the morning and put on some comfortable jogging clothes and went for your morning run. On your way back home, you checked your mail and noticed a nice red and white envelope underneath all the junk mail that piled up over the course of two weeks.

To: Y/F/N Y/L/N From: Soon to be Mr. And Mrs. Kim

You knew what it was as soon as you seen the sender. You couldn’t believe it. A year later and you’re barely hearing about this. You ripped open the envelope and took out a folded paper that let loose a couple of I Doconfetti that was inside. The paper was written in beautiful cursive writing, and you wondered who wrote it for them.

We would like to officially invite you to the wedding of Lee Mina and Kim Rowoon.

Please call the number below to RSVP your seat.

This was it. This was it. Tears began falling from your eyes. You felt like you were being dramatic, crying at your mailbox, but you couldn’t hold it in. He went through with it, and she said yes. He’s going to go through with it and marry this girl. You realized that he didn’t love you and you don’t think he ever did and ever will.

You grabbed the rest of your mail and ran inside your home. You slid against your door, your crying continuing. You tried to stop crying, but years of held back tears came spilling out of your eyes. You felt like you were never going to be able to stop.

But you did. A few hours later. You missed your walk in the park and your second jog for the day. But you didn’t care.

You read the invite repeatedly. You didn’t know if you did it to torture yourself or to make sure that the invite itself was even real. Either way, you decided to RSVP. You grabbed your cell phone and dialed the number. Two rings later, a female answers the phone.

“Hi, I wanted to RSVP a seat for the,” you looked at the invite to make sure you got her name right. “Mina and Rowoon wedding.”

“Okay, and can I ask who is calling and how many extra guests will you be bringing.” The female voice was so happy and squeaky, she was beginning to give you a headache.

“It’s for Y/F/N Y/L/N, and I’m not bringing anyone. Just bringing myself,” you said simply.

“Y/N?” The female repeated your name.

“Yes?” You weren’t sure if she was simply repeating your name or if she was going to ask you something.

“As in Rowoon’s best friend?” She said even more squeakier than before.

All you did was laugh. “Uh, I’m not so sure about that. I haven’t spoken to him in about a year. So more like an acquaintance.”

The phone went silent for a few seconds, and you can hear a muffled voice yelling in the background.

“I thought I told you not to invite her!”

“Of course, I’m inviting her! She is my best friend!”

A few yells later and the female began to speak on the phone again. This time, you knew you were talking to Mina.

“Okay, well your seat is officially RSVPed,” Mina said and then hung up. You didn’t even get a chance to say thank you, but you didn’t care if you didn’t anyway.

::

Two months later, spring had the flowers blooming and the cold air was now a warm breeze that you enjoyed. Today was the wedding and you were so happy you went dress shopping a month in advance.

You found a beautiful red dress, since the wedding is red and white themed, and found a nice pair of white pumps to go with it. You drove yourself to where the wedding was taking place and you didn’t know the wedding was going to take place at someone’s rich home until you got there.

So many people whom you didn’t obviously know were there and you felt so out of place. All you did was stand there awkwardly, hoping you would see someone you knew.

“Hey little red,” a familiar deep voice said from behind you. You turned around and was faced with a man dressed nicely in a tuxedo.

“Jaewook?! Oh my goodness, you got tall from the last time I seen you! Which was what? When you were fifteen?” You walked up to him and hugged him. He was now taller than you and smelled a lot better.

“Yeah. Look at you,” he said looking you up and down. “You lost weight and you look so good. Like, you look hot.”

He winked at you, and you swatted his shoulder. Same ol’ Jae.

“So, are you Rowoon’s best man?” You asked him.

He shook his head and gave me an angry look. “No. He chose Mina’s brother instead of me. Who does that?”

That surprised you. Rowoon used to be all about his family and he just ditched Jaewook out of his wedding like that, but all you did was shrug your shoulders.

“I honestly thought Rowoon was going to end up marrying you. You guys were like those two popsicles that come joined together. It was always hard to split you two apart.”

You smiled at the memories that came into your mind, but then frowned. “Yeah, but I haven’t spoken to Rowoon in over a year. He hasn’t called me and when I tried calling him, he changed his number. Then when I tried going to his house, he no longer lived there.”

Jaewook shook his head in disbelief. “This man is so hung up on getting married that he ignored his best friend, moved in with his fiancée, and has her brother as his best man just so he can marry her.”

“Not to mention that he loves her. He’s not just doing this to marry her,” you mentioned. Jaewook wrinkled his forehead and shook his head again.

“I don’t know why he does. Have you met the woman? She is fifty shades of crazy.” Both you and Jaewook laughed and continued making jokes about Rowoon ‘s soon to be wife.

“So that’s what you two do when I’m not around?” Rowoon ‘s voice sounded behind you and your heart began to crash against your ribcage.

“Aw come on Rowoon. We’re just having some fun,” Jaewook said. You still hadn’t turned around yet, scared of your actions and words when you do.

“I don’t consider making fun of my fiancée fun,” Rowoon said angrily. You turned around and made eye contact with him. His face seemed more chiseled, and his hair grew so much longer.

“Hello to you too. Long time no talk, don’t you think?” You said annoyed.

Rowoon ‘s tense shoulders relaxed at your words and his eyes changed from angry to worried. “I’m sorry I never called you.”

You put your hand up as if to cut him off. “I don’t want to hear it. I’m just here to see you marry the one you love, and then I’m out of here.”

“Y/N, hear me out please. I actually really need to tell you something in private,” Rowoon said lowly.

You looked at Jaewook and he raised his eyebrows and walked away.

“What do you want Rowoon?”

“Let’s take this somewhere more private.”

He grabbed your hand and dragged you to the inside of the home. He pulled you up the three-story spiraled staircase and pulled you into a room that looked as if he was getting dressed in it.

You crossed your arms and waited for him to speak as he locked the door. He turned around and ran up to you and hugged you. His body crashed into yours and he knocked the wind out of you. All you did was hug back until he let go.

“What was that for?”

“I haven’t seen you in such a long time. I missed you so much, Y/N. You have no idea.”

“Why didn’t you ever come see me then? Or call me?” You said stepping away from him.

“I couldn’t. She didn’t let me. She threatened to leave me if I didn’t change my number and move in with her. Not to mention, she threatened to leave me if I spoke to you. She even told me not to invite you, but I just had to. It’s not like she would cancel the wedding after the invites went out anyway.”

All you did was place your fingers on your forehead and shake your head in disbelief.

“What? Speak to me please. Tell me what’s wrong,” he begged. He walked up to you and grabbed your hand, but the feeling was too intimate for you, so you pulled away. “What did I do?”

You let him have it.

“What did you do? It’s more like what you didn’t do. Two years ago, you began drifting away from me and always making up excuses as to why we couldn’t hang out. Why? Because of Mina. You promised me you would call me about your good news, and I waited for a month before I realized you weren’t going to call. Why? Because of Mina. I tried calling you numerous times only to find out that you changed your number. Why? Once again because of Mina. You moved and didn’t tell me because of her. I cried myself to sleep, most nights, because of how much I love you. I began bawling my eyes out like a hormonal teenager in front of my mailbox when I received your wedding invite and didn’t stop crying until that evening. All because of Mina. Mina, the woman who made you change your number, made you move, made you have her brother as your best man, made you lose contact with your best friend because why exactly? Because she’s controlling. I don’t understand how you cannot see that if a person loved you, they wouldn’t put you through those things.”

Hot tears were burning down your face and you knew your makeup was ruined. But you didn’t care. You had to let it out. Rowoon just stood there gaping at you. You tried to clean the runny makeup on your cheeks, making your hands black from your eyeliner and mascara. The silence in the room didn’t bother you because you knew it would take Rowoon some time to process.

“You love me?” He asked. You weren’t sure if he was confused or if he was worried that you love him.

“All of that and the only thing you managed to process was that I loved you,” you laughed at him and grabbed a tissue from the dresser that was in the room. You turned your back to him and faced towards the mirror that was connected to the dresser and began wiping your face.

“Yes. I do. I have since high school. I even told you, but you took it the wrong way. I’m not expecting some pity party here. So please, spare me.”

You continued wiping your makeup, doing a pretty good job at making it look like you weren’t crying. When you were done and you turned around, Rowoon was gone, but you weren’t surprised.

The wedding began and you were seated at the worse table ever. You couldn’t see the bride walk down the aisle and you could barely see anything going on. You were, however, able to see Rowoon, which was enough for you.

“Dearly beloveds and honored guests, we are gathered here today to witness the giving and receiving of the marriage vows. Marriage is an institution ordained of God and is not to be entered into lightly or in jest and only after much consideration.”

The man began to speak, and you were already bored. You always thought that the best part about weddings was the end. The man continued talking, even reading some scriptures from the bible, and you almost fell asleep. The man continued to speak, but you knew it wasn’t straight from the bible because he was speaking in the English that you understood.

“Do you, Lee Mina, take this man, Kim Rowoon, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and health, to love, honor and obey, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto him for as long as you both shall live? If so, answer ‘I DO.’”

She squealed and laughed as she said her I Do. You cringed as she continued to laugh and rolled your eyes when she mentioned out loud how excited she was.

The man began to speak to Rowoon. Not that you could physically see, but by the vows he was saying, you assumed he was. “Do you, Kim Rowoon, take this woman, Lee Mina, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in heath, in good times and woe, for richer or poorer, keeping yourself solely unto her for as long as you both shall live? If so, answer 'I DO.’”

Rowoon quickly said I Do, but you didn’t see a smile on his face.

The man began to state, “If there be anyone present who may show just and lawful cause why this couple may not be legally wed, let him speak now or forever hold his peace.”

It was quiet for a few seconds before a voice boomed unexpectedly. It was none other than Jaewook’s.

“Rowoon, you know you can’t marry her,” Jaewook began. Jaewook was wobbling down the aisle and you knew he went straight to the bar when he left earlier. You quickly got up and ran to him, making a huge scene as you tried to pull him away, but he was too strong. “You’re marrying the wrong girl!” Jaewook continued to yell.

“Jae, be quiet. Let’s go,” you said hushing him and trying to pull him away from the wedding arbor. He pulled himself away from you and tried to steady himself.

“No! He has to marry you!”

The whole crowed gasped and turned towards you, and you didn’t move at all. You couldn’t believe Jaewook just said that in front of everyone.

“She loves you, Rowoon. How can you not see that she loves you and Mina doesn’t?” Jaewook slurred his words and began losing his balance and you ran to him and caught him on time before he fell unconscious to the ground.

“Get them out of here,” Mina demanded to Rowoon. You looked to Rowoon, and he had a sad expression on his face.

“I’m so sorry, Rowoon. I had no idea he was going to do this,” you told him. You were on the floor trying to pick Jaewook up, but he was just too heavy.

Mina walked up to you and pointed her scrawny skinny finger at you. “You! You’re the reason why I even started having problems in my relationship! Then you had to come here and ruin my wedding as well!?”

Almost instantly, she quickly drew her hand back and brought her hand against your cheek, burning your face as you quickly grabbed your cheek with your hand.

“Homewrecker!” She screamed and walked back to Rowoon and held his hands again. Rowoon continued to look at you and Jaewook with a doleful look and Mina dismissed you and Jaewook. “Ignore them. Please continue.”

But the man didn’t continue the vows. Rowoon dropped his hands from Mina and walked up to you and Jaewook. He brought his hand to your stinging cheek and softly caressed your face. You closed your eyes as his soft hand began to cease the pain and you felt like you were going to spontaneously combust when his lips crashed onto yours. You pulled back because you were surprised but Rowoon just pushed his kiss in deeper. That really made the crowd gasp and whisper.

His hand was still on your cheek as he slowly pulled away from your lips. “I love you, Y/N.”

“What?!” Mina yelled. “You love me! You cannot do this to me! This is my day!”

Rowoon looked back at her and laughed. “Not anymore it isn’t. I don’t love you anymore and I would never marry a rotten person like you.”

Rowoon turned his back on her and helped you and Jaewook off the floor. The three of you walked out, you and Rowoon both feeling relieved. You could still hear Mina screaming and crying, and when you looked back, she dramatically dropped herself to the floor, her face in her hands.

“And so, a week later you and dad got married?” Your daughter, June, asked. You nodded and continued to hug her as you both scrolled through the photo album of your wedding day. There was a picture of Rowoon smiling and laughing, which made you smile as well. You remembered how happy the both of you were and how happy Jaewook was to finally be Rowoon ‘s best man.

“What are my two favorite girls doing?” Rowoon asked as he walked in and plopped himself on the couch right next to you.

“Mom was telling me about the drama you two had when Mina was your girlfriend,” June said.

Rowoon just laughed. “Yeah, those were two crazy years. But I’m happy that your Uncle Jaewook objected during the wedding, otherwise I probably wouldn’t have noticed what a terrible person Mina was.”

“I heard my name,” Jaewook said walking into the living room with a beer. “I told your dad numerous times that she was one crazy chick.”

Rowoon rolled his eyes and smiled. He placed a kiss on your head and entwined his fingers with yours.

“I love you so much,” he said as you placed your head on his shoulder.

“I love you, Rowoon.”

[blu-joons]

Never On Par ~ Kim Seokwoo

Your heart sunk as you made your way up the stairs to see Seokwoo still laid out in bed, scrolling aimlessly through his phone. You had been busy all morning, getting everything prepared, hoping that at some point help would arrive.

As you moved around the room, Seokwoo didn’t look in your direction once, keeping his eyes on the screen as if you weren’t in the room. You hoped that the noise you made would be enough to get him moving, but instead you got nothing.

The later it got into the morning, the more your frustrations grew, wishing that Seokwoo would get up. You didn’t want to kick off, it was his day off after all, but a promise was a promise, that seemed to be breaking pretty quickly too.

Once you were finished in the bedroom, you couldn’t help yourself but to spin around and look across at Seokwoo. “Do you plan on getting up today?” You questioned, “I want to leave the house at midday.”

Seokwoo’s eyebrows knitted together as soon as you spoke, “where are you planning on going?”

You couldn’t stop your eyes from going wide as he innocently looked in your direction, “I said that we’d meet up with Y/F/N and Y/F/N for lunch, you did remember, didn’t you?”

By the look on Seokwoo’s face, you already had your answer. He could remember you mentioning it, hoping that it would just be a wind up, not enthused by the idea of having to spend his one day off in a long time with two of your closest friends.

“Can’t I just stay here, they’ll want to see you anyway, not me,” Seokwoo weakly smiled across at you, patting the space beside him on the bed, “come lay back down with me.”

“You promised me that you’d come, after all of the things that I do for you,” you retorted.

Time after time you had to cancel your plans in order to attend an event with Seokwoo, to force a smile onto your face and pretend that you were happy to be there.

“Just tell them that you’ll do another day, come back to bed with me for a little while,” Seokwoo continued to sweetly suggest, blissfully unaware of how much his words were hurting you when all you wanted was for him to make the effort that you always had to with him.

When your head shook, his heart sunk, finally placing his phone down and sitting himself up properly on the bed, folding his arms across his chest tightly.

“You’re going to leave me on my day off?” He asked in disbelief, “you’re really picking your friends over me? I never expected that you’d do something like that Y/N.”

“I’m picking my plans, our plans Seokwoo, that you just don’t care about.”

His eyes went wide like your own as you spoke, “I do care about our plans, but your plans can be rearranged, by day off can’t be Y/N.”

“I give up with you, I’m not a puppet that you can toy with, agree and disagree with all the time.”

With a shake of your head, you spun around on your heels, grabbing your coat off of the back of your bedroom door. Seokwoo’s eyes narrowed as he watched you throw it over your shoulders before taking a large step out of the room.

“Take one step forward, I dare you!” He yelled out, confident that you would spin around and join him on the bed. Instead for him though, you made your way down the stairs, refusing to let your friends down, even if that was what Seokwoo wanted to do.

With a few minutes spare before you needed to leave, you busied yourself around the house, tidying up the few bits of mess that you had made getting ready. A small part of you wanted to call out to Seokwoo, give him one final chance to get it together and go with you.

But a bigger part of you was stopping yourself, knowing that you had a point to prove. He constantly expected you to be there and support his career, but on the one occasion that you needed him, he had completely let you down and decided to forget about you.

Whilst your needs weren’t quite on a par with the importance of Seokwoo’s, it was dejecting for you to know that he didn’t consider you important. Instead, he just wanted to spend the day tucked up in bed, despite your original plans.

You’d given up on him as you grabbed your shoes and slipped them on, hearing footsteps suddenly come down the stairs as you did so. You looked up, noticing that Seokwoo was dressed, hovering a few steps from the bottom of the staircase.

“Do you think your friends will mind if you’re a few minutes late?” He shyly asked you, “I just need to brush my teeth if you still want for me to come with you this afternoon.”

“Do you really want to come with me?”

“I do,” Seokwoo assured you, smiling in your direction, “you’re right. You make sacrifices constantly for me, the least I can do is sacrifice my day off to be there for you, and annoyingly I really like Y/F/N and Y/F/N, so I’d quite like to see them both too.”

“I’m glad you realised that I was right,” you teased, easing the tension that was between you both, “they’re never on time anyway, so I’m sure that you won’t mind.”

With that, Seokwoo raced up the stairs and entered the bathroom to get himself sorted, coming down a few minutes later to see that you had laid his shoes out for him to wear and chosen one of his jackets for him to throw over the short that he wore.

“I’m sorry for being so rude upstairs,” Seokwoo told you as he reached the bottom step, “I never wanted to make you feel like your plans for the two of us are less important than mine, when it comes to our relationship the two of us are always equals.”

“I bet this coffee date will be much better than some of your champagne parties.”

“You’re probably not wrong,” he acknowledged with a laugh, “plus, I’ve still got the rest of the evening to spend some time with you.”

Your head nodded as Seokwoo threw his coat on as you opened up the front door. “If we didn’t have plans, you know that I would have been more than happy to agree to a day in bed with you,” you assured Seokwoo as he passed you by and exited your home, taking a hold of your hand as he did so to lead you out too.

He knew that he was acting selfishly, going out for a coffee was a small token of gratitude that Seokwoo could do for you considering the number of parties that you had to go to for him, no matter how much you really didn’t want to sometimes.

“Can we both agree to just do nothing when we get home?” Seokwoo laughed across to you, “being with you just makes my heart comfortable, I don’t need anything else.”

You smiled widely back to him, “I was thinking of maybe watching a drama, there’s this one called The King’s Affection, don’t know if you’ve heard of it?”

Seokwoo’s shoulders shrugged with a smirk, “I’ve not heard too many things about it, but apparently the lead actor can be a bit of an idiot to his girlfriend sometimes.”

“He’s a handsome idiot though, so he kind of gets away with it,” you joked.

“I don’t deserve your understanding sometimes.”

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