#I want to be shinwon when I grow up

[jinkoh]

Pentagon - meeting again in your next life

Hyung Line | >Middle Line | Maknae Line

summary: you're star crossed lovers from a past life and had almost lost hope to ever reunite. when you finally do you want to make sure not to lose him again - except, you're the only one who remembers

tags: SFW, g/n reader, angst

a/n: part 2, middle line~

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Shinwon

You’re at the grocery store, walking up to the register. Honestly the queue is pretty long and it seems like a waste to queue up just to buy the two items you’ve forgotten to buy yesterday, but now that you’re already here it would be even more of a waste to go home again.

The guy standing in front of you is absolutely packed with groceries. Not like it’s any of your business but it would’ve probably been better for him to get a cart. He’s just bound to drop something.

As if you jinxed it, one of the cup noodles he has stacked in his arms topples over and falls to the ground. He tries to crouch down and pick it up but in his attempt to do so he drops an apple and it rolls over the tiles until it stops in front of your feet. The guy turns around, looking at the apple before raising his head and meeting your gaze with a goofy smile.

“Would you mind helping me with that?” He asks, but you barely register it. 

You can’t help yourself, you just stare at him, overwhelmed with emotions. You know his voice and his smile and the little dimple on his cheek. You know it all so well. Shinwon on the other hand doesn’t seem to recognize you at all.

When you still haven’t replied after a while, he tilts his head, slightly confused. “So…is that a no?”

I missed your smile, I missed the sound of your voice, you want to say.

“No, don’t worry, I’ll help,” you say instead.

You crouch down and pick up the apple before reaching out to get the cup noodles as well, carefully stacking them onto the grocery tower in his arms.

He thanks you with a happy smile, before turning back around and moving up in the queue. Still, you can’t take your eyes off him. You feel a restlessness inside you, telling you to not let him slip away. Not this time.

But you’re not sure what to do or say when he so clearly doesn’t know who you are.

Seemingly feeling your gaze on him, he turns around again.

“Did I do something?” He reluctantly asks. “Or is the label of my sweater peeking out in my neck?”

“What? Ah—no. Sorry.”

“So, what is it then? Is it because I’m so charming?” 

“Yeah,” you find yourself affirming, even though it’s clear that he’s just making a silly little joke. It’s as close to the truth as it gets you suppose. “Would you—Will you have a coffee with me?”

“Oh.” Caught off guard by your honest reply, his eyes grow wide and he looks a little flustered. But then he nods, awkwardly giggling as he gives you a “Yes.”

Yeo One/Changgu

You’re out with friends, finally going to the beach after a long time. Somehow you haven’t found the time yet this summer, despite being an avid swimmer. The current is a little stronger today and so most people stay in the shallow water or are laying on the beach to enjoy the sun. But you’re a good swimmer, the water makes you feel confident and at ease, so you’re not too worried about swimming a little further out.

You get lost in thought, simply enjoying the feeling of the water around you. When one of your friends calls for you, you don’t even hear it the first time. But when you do and turn around, your eyes don’t fall on her. Instead they land on the lifeguard that’s standing close to the shore, keeping an eye on the ocean.

He’s far away from you, but you still recognize him immediately. 

Your whole body goes limp. Your friend is still shouting something, but you don’t listen. All you can focus on is Channgu, your Changgu right there within reach. 

And then you suddenly feel a big wave crashing over you. You go under, water filling your ears and nose and even then all you can think of is the man at the shore.

You can’t breathe and your chest feels tight and only then you remember that you’re supposed to do something, push yourself back up. Panic rushes through you and you start flailing in the water, trying to get out.

Suddenly you feel a hand wrapping around your wrist, pulling you up and out of the water.  You breach the surface and immediately start coughing before finally taking a deep breath and lifting your head to take a look at your savior.

Changgu is looking right back at you, a gentle smile on his face.

“Are you okay?”

You feel like choking all over again. He’s really there in front of you, wearing his pretty smile that makes his eyes light up. How could you be okay? 

When you don’t reply he tilts his head questioningly and it makes a drop of water fall from the wet strands that are clinging to his forehead. You want to reach up and push them aside. And maybe you do just that, your fingers gently brushing against his skin.

It pulls a slightly confused but not offended laugh from him, and you never want to miss that sound again.

Yanan

You're having a bit of a day honestly, so when you and your friend stop by your usual bakery to get a coffee you decide to treat yourself to one of the pastries too. It's the last one of its kind and it looks really delicious too so you just get it. Once you both have your things your turn to leave, almost stumbling into someone. 

You're not looking up and just give a quick “oh, sorry”, ready to keep walking, but your friend stops. 

“You need anything?!” She asks the stranger and you're a little confused by her harsh voice. “Why are you staring like that?” 

You want to tell her to calm down, but then you hear the stranger reply. 

“That's mine.” 

Your head immediately snaps up at his voice. You hadn’t heard it in so long but there's no way you would ever mistake it for someone else's. It's Yanan. 

He looks at the pastry bag in your hand with a big frown on his face but you barely notice. 

“What?!” Your friend asks. “How is that yours?” 

He shrugs. “I always get that.” 

“Well, not today,” your friend replies, finally ready to pull you along and leave. 

But this time you're the one who doesn't move. How could you leave, when Yanan is standing right in front of you after all this time? 

“You know—,” you start with a raspy voice, holding out the pastry bag. “Actually you can have it.”

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[blizzardfluffykpop]

Dishwasher

Summary: While it isn’t the first time you’ve made dinner for all of your boyfriend’s members. It’s the first Christmas dinner Changgu and you have made for them in your new house.

Oneshot

Fluff, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 4,289

Changgu (Yeo One) X Reader

[Features! The rest of OT9]

Requested: not to be that person who requests twice (pls feel free to prioritize other requests!!) but maybe 6. for Changgu? 👀 You know, in celebration of someone becoming someone's ult 👀

Prompt: 6. Cooking Christmas dinner together for your friends

[A.n: Pls don’t worry about requesting 2x- I love double/multiple requests~ And also I just do the request in the order I get them unless I have to skip to not have the same member in a row. I’d say I don’t know how this fic got to 4k but uh see above point ^ (I named it dishwasher and hopefully you’ll understand the significance)]

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It was finally your turn to make Christmas dinner for your big friend group, “You sure this is going to feed eight other people?” He nods, “Yeah, I’m sure. If not, there is always the restaurant down the road.” “Ggu!” He laughs, “I’m just teasing, I promise. We got this!” You shake your head, “I know. I guess I’m just a little worried.” He grabs your hand, “It’s going to be okay. I promise. We make a great team. Our food will be even better.” You search his eyes, and he squeezes your hand, and all you find is reassurance. You interlock your fingers, “Okay.” He nods and pulls your hand to push the cart with his to the checkout lanes. You finish up and shove the groceries in his car. You return the cart and see him waiting for you to get in. He opens the door from the inside, the heat pouring out from the vents, and you hop in. 

“We’ll let the ham defrost overnight in cold water, and then we’ll be all set.” He agrees as you both put the groceries away. He finds the pre-packaged cookies and goes, “Want one?” You ask, “Shouldn’t we wait for our guests?” He shrugs as you come over, waiting for him to open the box. “Maybe.” You both grab one and eat it, “Yeah, this is way easier than making them.” You both resist eating another to save them for tomorrow's guests. You set them on a platter and the cake you bought onto a cake stand.

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You wake up to Changgu ruffling the covers to get out of bed. You look at him with half-opened eyes, “Is it time?” You watch him shake his head no. He comes over, kisses your forehead, and tells you, “I was just going to make us some coffee before we started cooking.” You hum, opening your eyes, “Let’s do that together.” He smiles as he waits for you to roll out of bed. You slip on your slippers, and with a yawn, you follow him into the kitchen. He fills a kettle with water before putting it on the burner and turning it on. You grab your mugs and set them on the counter, and he finishes making the coffee. You lean against the counter, still trying to wake up as you sip your first bit of coffee, “Warm…” He hums before he takes a sip of his and shares the same sentiment. 

You start, “So, the ham.” You both look over at it, hoping it’d grow legs dress itself for the occasion and throw itself into the oven. He laughs before you both sigh, “Shinwon was not kidding when he said, ‘Good luck next year’. After they both made that dinner…” You shake your head and agree, “This is going to be a lot of work…” After setting your coffee down on the counter, you look for a piece of paper and a pen. “How do we want to go about this?” “Well, we cleaned the roasting pan two days ago, so all we have to do is line it with foil.” You write: ‘Foil the pan, make sure the ham is defrosted. Bag the ham, and then dress it with pineapples and cherries.’ You ask, “Did we get 7up?” He nods, “Yeah, I put it in the cart last minute. We almost forgot it.” You sigh in relief as you write the 7up part and add brown sugar to the list of things going on with the ham. 

You list the things you bought, and he goes, “Peel and chop the potatoes?” you write that down, “Are we making sweet potatoes?” He nods, and you take another sip of coffee before writing that. “Corn, green beans?” Changgu softly reminds you about the ‘peas’. And you finish that bit, “Oh, bread, which kind?” He goes, “Biscuits and croissants?” “Perfect.” “Am I missing anything else?” You both think for a minute before you go, “Oh, cranberry sauce, the most important part!” He laughs, “For you, dear.” You roll your eyes, “You love it just as much as me.” He shakes his head, “No, not as much as I love you.” You roll your eyes, “I love you more than I love cranberry sauce.” He gasps, “I’m honored.” You shake your head as you smile at him.

You finish your coffee while looking out at the snow. Watching it gently coming down. “I’m glad this time it’s not a snowstorm.” He laughs, “It was a nightmare getting to Hongseok’s house that year!” You laugh even harder, “We don’t even live more than a street away from him!” You two cackle before catching your breath. He adds, “At least we have snow this year, though!” You shake your head, “We even have photos of Hoetaek pouting about it!” You both giggle before catching your breath. You put your two mugs in your new dishwasher. You grin, “I can’t wait for this thing to have its first big holiday.” He smiles in excitement, “It’s going to do the work of ten men!” You both laugh before washing your hands away from the ham and start working on preparing it. 

Thankfully, it thawed, and everything went swimmingly even putting the brown sugar and 7up on it was easy. You open the pineapples as Changgu digs for the toothpicks, “Didn’t we buy a pack?” “Yeah, I think they’re up in the cabinet by the other knife set we don’t use.” He hums and says a little ‘aha!’ when he finds them there. You separate the pineapples from the ones you’re using for the ham and the two for the two of you. After you finish sticking the pineapples in with toothpicks, he sticks the cherries in the center. When he pins the last one, and you both have washed your hands and put the ham into the oven, “One pineapple for you, one for me?” 

He pulls out a maraschino cherry for both of you to eat, and you happily eat the unused toppings before cleaning your hands again. You sigh, “Those were so good.” He agrees, hands you a towel to dry your hands with, and says, “What’s next?” You look back at the list and go, “The potatoes.” He nods and gets them out, and you ask, “How many potatoes do you think Shinwon can eat alone?” He laughs, “Probably the whole bag.” You shrug, “Guess that’s how much we’re doing so everyone can have at least a bite.” He agrees, and you get out your peeler and the chopping board while he fills a bowl with water.

You shave them as he patiently waits to chop them up. He cuts the last potatoes up and puts them back in the bowl. You drain them and transfer half to a pot of water. As you do, he says, “I’ll start shaving the sweet potatoes.” You agree and put the soup mix into the cleaned bowl before pouring the other half of the potatoes in and combining them. You flip them onto a foiled pan and wash off your hands. You come back over to see him sharpening a knife, “Having a hard time with the sweet potatoes?” He nods, and you smile, “It’s more about the pressure and force than the sharpness.” He hums, “But it’d help.” He cleans it off before he returns with more vigor to chop them into small pieces. 

He lets out a yell as he smacks it, and you giggle as you watch him, “You want me to do it?” He pouts, “But I have more muscle than you. This should be easy…” You smile as you tell him, “Watch this.” You scoot him away, and with the knife still lodged into the sweet potato, you lift it and slam it back onto the board. And it separates into two, “Didn’t you ever watch your mom make them?” He shakes his head, “No, she always makes the ones you just gotta poke and put in the oven with foil on them.” You nod, “Those are so good! Do you want to save two so we can have that tomorrow?” He grins, “Oh heck yeah!” He saves two and puts them in the pantry while you finish chopping up the first one. He gets the hang of it on the second one, “Isn’t there a less noisy way?” You shake your head, “Not that I’ve ever figured out.” He shrugs and continues while you make the brown sugar mix for them, “I’m excited for these.” He hums, “Me too.” 

You do the same with sweet potatoes, draining them before mixing them and putting them onto another foiled pan. You set them out and clean off your hands. As you dry off your hands, Changgu checks the oven, “Ohh, look!” You look, “Still there.” He shakes his head, “No, it’s starting to look more cooked.” You laugh, “I know.” You pull back, and he says, “And we still have three hours and twenty minutes to get it all done. I say that calls for a break.” You agree, and you both head into the living room and kick back on the couch together. “What kind of Christmas special do you wanna watch?” You hum, “What about a hallmark movie?” He wrinkles his nose and shakes his head, “Preferably something that doesn’t make me cry today.” You nod, “Okay, the Charlie Brown special before we head back and make the rest?” He agrees, and you put your legs over his lap while he puts his legs on the ottoman. He puts his arm around your back, and you watch the Peanuts. 

When the movie ends, you both get changed into your dinner clothes before heading into the kitchen. You look at the list when it hits you, “Oh, we almost forgot to add a butter stick tray for everyone!” He nods, quickly pulls out the butter, and puts it on the designated dish. “Done and done!” You grin and grab the canned corn, peas, and green beans. You open them up while he gets the pots out. You fill all three up as he works on making two foiled pans for biscuits and croissants. You both work on rolling up the crescent and making them nicely shaped before putting the other premade biscuits onto a pan to bake. “Do you want to open the cranberry sauce now or later?” He hums, “Probably later, so it stays cooler.” You agree and look over at the timer on the ham, “Two hours and fifteen minutes…” He sighs, “Looks like it’s making the table time.” 

You nod and stand on either side of your small kitchen table, “On the count of three, I’ll pull my end. You’ll pull yours.” You nod, and he counts, “Okay, and one, two, three!” You both pull out the table to make it longer to fit ten people. After pulling it out, you huff, “I’m glad our table expands twice.” He sighs, “Me too.” You pick up one side of the leaf while he picks up the other before setting it in and doing the same with the next. 

When it’s all clicked in and properly fitted, he goes, “Alright, tablecloth next?” You nod, and he gets it from the cabinet, “The pretty green one?” He nods and pulls the one that has mistletoe berries lining the edges. You both cover the table before getting the dishes out. You hand them over to him, and he sets them out while you grab the knives, “Do the knives go on the right side or the left?” He goes, “Wherever you want them.” You laugh as you put it on the left side before lining the left with other utensils. He asks, “Napkin towels and paper ones?” You agree, and he gets out two napkin holders and puts one on each side. You fill them with paper napkins while he gets the towels and puts them in front of the plates.

“If we don’t get the 1865 wine out, Hyunggu will be whiny.” You laugh, “I don’t think he’ll whine, but he will pout.” He laughs as he agrees, and you open a bottle for him, letting it aerate, “What do you say after thirty minutes,... We have our glass?” He smiles, “I’d like that.” You nod, and you get an assortment of glasses for each person. You finish up before looking over the table. You feel him come over beside you and wrap his arm around your waist, “Look at us. We’re doing a nice job so far.” You look at him and say, “Don’t jinx it.” He laughs, “Not intending to!” He knocks on the table regardless as you both lean against each other. “But you’re right, it looks nice.” 

You smile and wrap your arm around his waist, “Who do you think will arrive first?” He hums, “Probably Hoetaek and whoever he’s bringing, he got that whole integrity saying about five minutes early is on time.” You laugh as you agree, “And who’s last?” He hums, “It’s a tie, depending on who’s driving.” You wait for him to continue, and he says, “If Wooseok is driving, they’re going to be like ten minutes late, but if it’s anyone else, I’d say they’d be right about time.” “Why’s that?” “Wooseok is very careful.” 

You laugh, “I believe it. But you're the only one I trust to drive me around whenever I don't want to drive.” “Baby, you’re so cute.” You laugh, “I’m telling the truth. I get to be the relaxed passenger. And I don’t even have to be the GPS. Cause you know where you’re going.” He laughs, “Yeah, I like having you as my passenger. You make all of my worries go away. Not even someone who drives fifteen under can make me mad with you by my side.” “Are you sure? Following that tractor for like two miles about killed you.” He groans, “Don't Remind me.” And you move from your relaxed position, getting close to his lips, “Don’t worry, it irritated me too.” You pull him in for a kiss, and when you pull away, you ask, “Better?” He sighs, “Always.”

The ham comes out about an hour later, and you pop the beefy onion and sweet potatoes into the oven. And turn the flame under the potatoes on the stove on as the doorbell rings, “I got it, baby.” You nod, and he kisses your cheek before heading over. And as he had predicted, Hoetaek was five minutes early with Shinwon and Jinho. Jinho asks, “What’s cooking?” You smile, “Potatoes.” You hear a gasp, and Changgu says, “You’ll have to wait until it’s on the table.” You hear the pout in Shinwon’s voice as he says, “Okay…” The four of you laugh as he answers. Changgu comes over and joins you. You turn the burners underneath the canned veggie pots on while he cuts open the bag. Hoetaek asks, “Do you guys want any help? Or?” You look at Changgu and shake your head, “No, we got it here.” The doorbell rings, “However, if you could get that.” He smiles, “Sure.” 

You hear four more voices and shoes hitting the floor as you stir the potatoes around. You both turn and look as they come to the table and find their spots. Changgu asks, “Where’s Wooseok?” Yanan goes, “He was asleep last time I checked.” And before you can look at Changgu like, ‘Do we need to get him?’ the doorbell rings. You both sigh in relief as Yuto gets the door, “Sorry, I wanted five more minutes of rest!” Hoetaek chides, “You need to leave your studio sooner so you can be on time!” He whines, and you don’t hear the rest as the potatoes boil. And you mash them with butter and milk. 

You put them into a serving bowl as Changgu transfers the ham onto a platter before bringing it to the table. He brings everything to the table as you pour them into bowls and place serving spoons in each. The bell rings again, and you both pull out the pans of potatoes and place them onto platters before he sets them down in front of them. You open a can of cranberry sauce before bringing that over, too.

Changgu puts the bread into the oven before you both sit down. He sits in front of the ham, and you sit beside him as he looks at everyone. He cheers, “Alright, who’s ready to eat?” You all cheer back, “I am!” And he happily serves it to everyone, ensuring everyone has a big piece before serving his last. “Let’s dig in!” Before you can get up, he goes, “I got it, honey.” You smile, and he gets up, turns off the oven, and puts the freshly done bread into two separate baskets. He returns, “Croissants on which side?” Hyunggu and Hongseok cheer for them the loudest, and he places them down in front of them while your side gets the biscuits. 

With all the food out, the conversations only get louder, especially, with Changgu turning on the Bluetooth speakers to play soft Christmas music to set the mood. You gasp, “No way!” as Hyunggu talks about the Christmas play he saw, “Yeah, way! The lights started shining and out popped another new Santa Claus. This musical just kept getting more hysterical as they did it!” You all laugh at Hyunggu's stories, and Yanan talks about the Christmas lights he went and visited. Wooseok goes, “Do you guys remember when we performed in Daegu?” They all hum, and you nod, having seen their performances rather than being there, “It was so cold, but it was perfect like tonight.” You smile and thank him, and everyone agrees.

As everyone finishes their last plate, everyone talks about the plans they’ve made and gifts they’ve gotten for their families. And when there’s a lull of silence, you ask, “Who’s ready for dessert?” They all cheer, “I am!” And you happily get up, grabbing the platter of cookies, and Changgu comes in, getting the cake from the fridge. As you come back, Yuto asks, “What kind?” You smile, “We got a big assortment of cookies, including chocolate chip, plus chocolate cake!” You hear Changgu rustle in the fridge as he yells, “Oh, don’t forget the fruitcake!” And everyone lets out, “Really!?” And he turns around with the cake stand and goes, “Nah, just kidding.” You both laugh as you gesture for them to follow you, “Let’s have dessert in the living room.” 

Everyone follows the two of you, pushing in their chairs as they sprawl out onto the couches and chairs. You set the platter of cookies down and head back and get everyone some napkins and plates. Everyone picks out their favorite cookies and serves themselves a piece of cake. And you sit on the arm of the couch and lean against Changgu, who is happily chatting about his recent concert, “I know, I was there!” You laugh, “Hey, but we weren’t!” Yanan protests softly, and you encourage him to go on, which he happily does and would have, anyway. You finish your slice of cake and set your empty plate on the side table beside you, which leads to everyone putting their plate on top of yours. 

Hongseok goes, “We can help you clean up if you like.” You both shake your head, “No, you’re our guests tonight.” They nod, and you continue, “We just got a new dishwasher, so we want to make the most of it.” They all laugh, and Hongseok tells you, “That makes sense.” Changgu goes, “Do we look like new dishwasher owners?” He nods, “Yeah.” You laugh, “I guess we have it stamped on our foreheads.” “Yeah, basically.” And Yanan goes, “Yeah, you wouldn’t believe how excited he was about buying your first appliance together.” You laugh, “Really?” You watch as Changgu’s cheeks turn more and more red, “Yeah, he called all of us up telling us all about it.” You grin and tell them, “I told all my friends, too.” You look over at Changgu with a big smile, “We’re all getting old.” He grins and grabs your hand, “You age like fine wine.” You roll your eyes before pulling his hand up and kissing it. You smile at him, “So do you.” 

As the night becomes darker and the time grows later, you let out a yawn. And so does Changgu, which makes Hui look at his clock, “I’d hate to be making us leave first, but I have a schedule in the morning.” You all whine, “The day after Christmas?” He shrugs, “Well, I’m preparing for my album...” You nod, and Shinwon and Jinho get up, too. You follow them to the door as they gather their things. Jinho is the first to thank you both for the meal. And you tell him it was fun having him and the rest of the members over. Changgu opens his arms, which Jinho reluctantly accepts before accepting your hug too. 

Shinwon follows, hugging you both and telling you, “See, I told you it wasn’t going to be too hard.” You both roll your eyes at him, and Changgu tells him, “Yeah, you were right, but I’m glad it’s Yanan’s turn next year.” Shinwon laughs, “I was glad to pass the torch on to you guys.” You shake your head, “Take care of yourself.” He nods, “I will.” Hoetaek grabs one of your hands and one of Changgu’s. “You guys did so wonderfully. It was such a good dinner.” You grin and thank him, and he says, “No, seriously, you guys did an excellent job.” He brings you both in for a hug at the same time. He lets go of your hands before telling you guys to take care. You bid the three of them goodbye and wish them a Merry Christmas before watching them leave. 

You return to the living room, where Yuto talks about his latest solo projects. And you all listen intently, as he does as it grows later. Hongseok gathers him, Yanan, and Hyunggu. Hongseok gingerly tells you both goodbye, giving you both a strong hug after telling you what he liked most. Hyunggu smiles as he puts his hat back on, “I didn’t expect any less from you guys. It was excellent.” You nod, and he hugs you both, and you can’t help but grin. Yanan thanks you both for the delicious dinner, pulling his scarf tighter around his neck before squeezing the both of you into a hug. And Yuto smiles, “Thanks guys, that was a wonderful meal and dessert.” You smile, “It’s no problem.” He hugs you both before exiting and following the three out the door. You both realize you forgot to wish them a Merry Christmas, so you both shout it as they enter the vehicle. And they shout it right back. You both laugh as you shut the door.

You watch them drive off before settling across from the last guest. “Wooseok!” He smiles, “I know you both probably want your alone time now.” You look over at Changgu and shrug. You tell him, “We could always watch a Christmas special or something with you.” And Changgu continues, “You couldn’t bother us with your presence.” Wooseok smiles before looking at the clock, “I know, but I can always come over later in the week.” You both agree, and he gets up, “I just wanted to say goodbye last.” You laugh at that, and you all head to the door for the last time. You go, “I can’t believe they let you drive all by yourself! You best be careful!” He laughs, “I will, don’t worry.” You both nod and hug him before he leaves. He thanks you both for the delicious meal and says, “Merry Christmas.” And you both repeat it back, “Merry Christmas.” 

He exits out into the cold air. You watch him take off and leave your window. Just to turn back and see that you’re left with a mess of things to clean up. You sigh, “Glad we have that new dishwasher…” He smiles, “Did you really tell all of your friends?” You smile as you nod, and he kisses your forehead before you kiss his. He looks back at the mess ahead of him and shakes his head, “We’ll still have to clean up the rest of it, though.” You sigh even louder, “We got a lot to do.” You look around at the mess for a while longer, “You want to leave it for later?” He sighs in relief, “Oh yeah, let’s get cleaned up and go to bed.” You smile, and you both head up to the bathroom and change into your pajamas. 

After you return from the bathroom, you both collapse in your bed, “We’ll do the dishes tomorrow.” He laughs and pulls you into his arms, “Yeah, tomorrow.” You curl into his chest, “We did a good job.” “Yeah.” “I’m glad it’s over.” He hums, “Me too. Good luck to Yanan next year.” You laugh, “Yeah, good luck, Yanan.” You pull the covers over the both of you, “I love you. Good night.” “Good night, I love you more.” “Ggu…” He pouts, and you go, “I love you most.” He giggles as he says, “I love you mostest.” You roll your eyes, “I love you the most mostest.” “Nuh-uh.” “Yeah-huh.” “Nuh-uh.” “Yeah-huh. Good night, Ggu.” “Nuh-uh, I love you even more. Good night, my love.” You groan and whisper, “I love you even more than that.” Before drifting off to sleep, he says softly before falling asleep, “I love you two round trips to the moon and back, baby.”

[jeskoholic]

A Little Piece of You: Chapter 2 The Skylit Penthouse

This is Chapter 2 of an ongoing series. If you missed out on the previous entries, you can check my masterlist here.

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The peace and silence of the afternoon was a worthwhile reward after a long-ass day and I always made sure that I indulged in it to relax. This time, however, was different. I have been to a couple of different places and this won’t certainly be the first time that I’m heading off to a place after class, especially on a bar for that matter. I have never been to Skylight Hotel or even thought of heading in it in same shape or form and this would be my first time to venture inside it.

The fact that I’m also accompanied by people that some I barely or not even know at all, added a thrilling experience to it. In my book, it feels like I’m breaking some rules but it also feels like I’m growing off into a new chapter of my life.

If only I was not squeezed inside the small cab seated next to Kino, then the tall figure of Shinwon, then Soyeon and Ningning, then this trip would have been a lot more comfortable. I could almost envy Kyungsoo and Hongseok who were seated up front and relaxed on the wide taxi. I’d say that seating next to the window is one of the subtle rewards of this small predicament, albeit a really bad trade-off. Soyeon, on the other hand, loudly complained how despite her slim figure, could not fit her entire butt on the free space of the seat and has to resort on seating a portion of her thighs on Shinwon and Ning’s legs.

“Does anyone know where Dawn is?” Soyeon asked as she held on the front headrests for support. “Is he not coming with us?”

“He bailed. He told us that he has some things to do, so there’s that,” informed Shinwon. “I don’t believe it though; I know he’s probably thinking that he has to spend a fortune just for that.”

“Did no one tell him that Hongseok’s paying for the entire thing? I bet if you tell that to him, he won’t even hesitate to come,” Kino suggested.

“Hey, I haven’t told of anyone that tonight’s my treat, but it actually is,” I heard Hongseok’s voice say from the front seat. “Y’all assumed it already before we head here anyway so I guess it’s not that necessary anymore.”

“You haven’t told anyone that you’re treating us for tonight?” added Ningning from the other side of the cab. “I’m surprised then, that Kino managed to show up despite not knowing someone else is going to pay. For most cases, that’s what happens.”

I then heard her loud, high pitched laugh which earned a look from pretty much everyone else inside the cab, including the driver.

“That’s just over the top, Ning. I actually came here out of my own free will and not because it’s someone else had to cover for us. And since when did I come just because it’s Hongseok’s treat?”

“You seriously want to hear the answer to that?”

“Okay, maybe not, but the point is… I came here just because I want to spend time with all of you... with my friends.”

“Bullshit,” snapped Ningning with a teasing smirk she conveyed through the rear-view mirror.

“Okay I better shut up, then.”

“Y’all making this a big deal but can we just point the fact that I’m barely seated her between you two and yet I’m not even complaining, so at least just shut it while we’re here, okay?” Soyeon interrupted as she turned towards Kino on mid-argument. “You two didn’t even notice that it’s just the two of you talking while we’re all shut. Save the arguments for when we’re already drunk. At least by then, it would make things a lot more interesting.”

“It is worse when they’re drunk, trust me, but that goes on ahead for everyone else,” replied Kyungsoo from the front.

I honestly could not figure out anything to reply to everything that was going on that moment, yet I would say that their little bickering does put a smile on my face. You don’t get exchanges like these every day.

Anyway, the cab turned blocks here and there and the inside was filled with silence, with my attention being focused solely on the open window beside me. Then, for a brief moment that I turned my head to the inside, my eyes met Soyeon’s for a second just as everyone else was silent throughout the trip. As courtesy, I merely smiled towards her direction as she supplied me with a toothy grin, leaving me to wonder how crazy each and every single one of us could end up once we have enough alcohol in our systems to throw us off. It would just be a matter of time before I find out the answer to that.

---A FEW MINUTES LATER, AT THE FOOT OF CITY SKYLIGHT HOTEL---

I always remembered City Skylight to be this huge, tall building placed proudly amidst the busy streets of South Korea; and surprisingly enough despite being a bar readily accessible in its location, it was not that far from the University itself and only separated by a couple of blocks. That was perhaps the reason why even in this time of the day, I could see some of the familiar faces from my classes, some that I know and some that I just recognize by face. It was the first time that I’ve ever had the chance to enter this establishment entirely, and as my new found friends busy themselves on how to split the taxi bill evenly among us, I was more occupied on admiring the beautiful architecture.

The afternoon sky had begun to bid its farewell as the first signs of stars started to show itself on the welcoming horizon, embracing the advance of the incoming twilight. Orange-purple hues of the sun’s final streaks began to reflect on the subtle glass panels of the huge establishment as well as illuminating the small mini-bar that is clearly seen on its second floor terrace. From where I was standing, I swear I could have seen some sort of flashing light right at the building’s rooftop although I cannot entirely be so sure about it.

Kyungsoo eventually gestured towards the building’s main entrance as soon as the cab fare was done and taken care of. I don’t know if it was just me, but on my end there was this air of anticipation; a part of me is certainly excited about getting to drink with new people for the first time. The addition of Kyungsoo, Shinwon, and Kino was perhaps the catalyst for my comfort. If only Dawn was here then things would have been a perfect mini-highschool reunion.

“We’re heading to the bar,” Hongseok said towards the guard waiting up front, showing him his school ID and that he is of age. “Here’s is my ID, and I can assure you that all of my friends are of legal age.”

“Alright, may I request for your other friends to present theirs upon request upstairs,” the middle-aged man said, gesturing for the rest of us to show our bags for checking. “Are you sure that all of you are of legal age?”

He then transferred his gaze to Kino, arguably the one who had the youngest-looking face.

“Some of you don’t look like it.”

We all nodded in unison followed by a sly smile with regards to Kino’s face, and with that we were all given a blessing to finally enter the premises of City Skylight hotel immediately followed by the welcoming grand lobby of the high-ceilinged hotel. To our immediate left, the main receiving panel was a huge table lined with elegant golden ornaments amidst its seemingly reflective wallpaper, accentuating a further impression of royalty in its premise. On the immediate right was the main waiting area of the lobby, which consisted of an equally impressive glass wall that stretched towards the ceiling above and providing the inside with a breath-taking view of the twilight-lad sky of the city.

As our group walked beyond the welcoming lobby of the hotel and into the elevators leading to the penthouse bar on the top floor, I could not help but appreciate how perfect the leather-clad furniture stood up against the artificial fireplace. However, before I could fully take in the aesthetic of the place, I felt myself tugged by Kino as the rest of the group took a sharp corner and followed a small hallway.

It turns out; the small detour was actually the destination as the hallway was a small waiting area for two side-by-side elevators on the right and a huge gallery of walls on the other. I turned just in time to see Soyeon tap Ningning’s shoulder and point towards the mirrors in utmost enthusiasm.

“Quick, snap a photo of it! These mirrors are so pretty and classy that it’s even hard to pass on it!”

Ningning was quick to fish her phone out and moved to pose with Soyeon, and it would not be long before the two ladies began posing in front of the mirror while Hongseok and Kyungsoo administered the elevator buttons.

I was about to walk and join Kyungsoo and Hongseok when I felt my arm being pulled by Soyeon and she beckoned me to join the small photo shoot. I was really awkward doing it at first; especially posing with two girls might get me a lot of questions home just in case this gets to leak. Luckily, Kino and Shinwon gladly joined on the shoot as well as giving wacky poses that actually eased p my mood for a bit. As much as I really don’t want to admit it, that small act felt like a huge social ice-breaker for me on a place like this.

DING

The elevator doors swung almost immediately after the short bell and it served like an alarm for most of us who were posing in front of the mirrors. Luckily, all we saw inside the swinging doors were nothing but our own reflections seen on the mirror located inside. Thanks to all the golden chrome clad decorated within its interior as we made our march inside; the entire lift gave off a huge elegant vibe. In my opinion, it felt too much especially for us who came here really just to spend the night together with friends. I take that Skylight hotel gave me that sort of vibe, but really I have nothing much to base that from as I never really got the chance to go inside any hotel of the same calibre as this one.

The fact that my friends as well as Hongseok, Soyeon and Ningning were so cool with it only emphasized how out of place I felt at this very moment. This was something that happens to them normally apparently.

The lift’s doors finally closed and the silence was immediately broken by Kyungsoo.

“I wanted to head here as soon as we could because it’s going to be a busy weekend. I figured we should pick a good enough place before everyone else from the university come for their break as well. We better get these drinks on while we still have the chance.”

My attention shifted towards Kyungsoo, who was on the farthest right corner of the elevator. However, I saw just in time as Shinwon nodded and placed a reassuring hand over Kyungsoo’s shoulder.

“Oh don’t worry about that; my friend who’s joining us actually came here about twenty minutes ago. She said that she’s reserved more than enough seats to accommodate us all including picking the best view for the entire house.”

‘She’…?

“Did she pick the one near the terrace?” Ningning asked from the other corner of the elevator. “Skylight’s view at night is amazing.”

“She didn’t tell me anything, but at least we know that we won’t have to worry for the space tonight. It’s all been taken care of.”

Kyungsoo nodded in silence and in agreement as the rest of the group silently watched the floors on the display board slowly crept up. I do not know if the impending silence after that exchange was purely out of anticipation, or someone else in the group is silently excited as well as nervous the way that I was feeling.

DING

 That was the signal that swung the elevator doors free, greeting our group with the same kind of mirror aesthetic we had on the lobby floor below. Even on our location, I could already hear the loud beat of the bass coming from the bar ahead; it’s subtle pounding seemingly rattling the very floor we’re about to walk on as we head to Skylight’s so-called “Penthouse”.

---

It would be an understatement to call a person’s first experience of Skylight Hotel’s Penthouse as ‘beautiful’ for it felt surreal or ‘magical’ even. The place was famous among young adolescents such as Jae-In and now he could see why. The Skylight Penthouse was this huge area located at the very rooftop of the building, supplying a breath-taking view of the taller Seoul skyscrapers surrounding its vicinity. A large, open, central roofed hall lined its immediate centre, with the insides lined with blazing disco lights and loud music enveloping the seats arranged parallel to each other like a boat house, with tables laid on each set of chairs. A huge television broadcast was overhead with the latest basketball game being shown.

The rest of the open rooftop was a set of chairs and tables arranged in sets surrounding the boathouse, with the furthest sets of chairs, located on the far end opposite the entrance, held an even more splendid view of the open urban jungle of Seoul as Skylight Hotel towered amongst any establishment in front of it. The noise of the cars and the busy street could barely be heard from below, and Jae-In felt that they were separated from the real world as his eyes explored the rather elegant-yet-playful motif that the place was going in for.

He could already see some people occupying the respective tables around them as they proceeded to head to their place, including a couple of people he knew by face already starting their drinking session inside the boathouse. Huge towers of what appeared to be cocktail mixes lined their tables along with the loud music and a plethora of flashing lights. Even though he could see how happy they were with each other, he was sure to not hear even the loudest of their laughs given the volume of the music played on the background.

“She’s there,” Shinwon interrupted amongst Jae-In’s rather impressed self as he pointed towards the table on the furthest end of the rooftop. “She’s seated by the terrace. There, the one who’s waving towards us.”

True enough, through the distance of the loud party music blaring throughout the entire atmosphere of the penthouse, a figure in the distance-a young woman dressed in a white-collared shirt covered by a large blue zip-hoodie waved in utmost enthusiasm as the group finally approached. This so-called ‘friend’ of Shinwon looked really familiar to Jae-In, albeit he could not quite put his finger on where he first saw her even with them closing the distance with her.

“I want you guys to meet a friend of mine, Kim Yerim. She’s on the same year as us and is studying Medicine. Please be kind to her,” said Shinwon, gesturing towards the woman called Kim Yerim who bowed in courtesy.

“I look forward to meeting you all! You can call me ‘Yeri’ for short.”

“Oh my god, you’re so pretty!” Soyeon immediately remarked.

As Jae-In was still held in confusion as to how he remembers this Yeri person, he felt his elbow being tugged by the person to his immediate left, Kino, who in turn added a wild smirk on his face before proceeding for a soft whisper.

“Hey, is she the one that Shinwon’s talking about? Is she the one he shared a subject with and always wanted to hit on?”

“I guess so,” replied Jae-In. “Apparently, she’s the one he never shut up about.”

“I thought she’d be taller,” said Ningning as she squeezed between Jae-In and Kino, apparently hearing the conversation as well. “Shinwon’s such a tall guy; I thought he’d pick someone about on the same height as he is.”

“Shhh, don’t be rude to her; she literally reserved seats for us. It’s not like you’re that tall too, Ning,” retorted Kino.

“I am tall! I think I am even taller than you!”

“We better get some drinks before this gets out of hand,” Kyungsoo interrupted.

Luckily, Yeri was too much absorbed in a conversation with Hongseok and Shinwon that she’s sure enough to not hear Ningning’s accidental comments about her. With that, the group, finally with the addition of Yeri, went off ahead and sat on the reserved table just as the waiter handed the menu for the evening.

Jae-In immediately headed towards the farthest end of the table, the one closes to the glass-fenced terrace with Ningning notably taking the seat opposite him. Kino then gladly took the seat beside him while Soyeon sat beside Ningning on the other side of the table. Meanwhile, the rest of the group were all in debates as to which specific name of cocktail they ought to order for the evening. It was a difficult balance, considering most of them were only getting to know each other through that drinking session. A hard drink might defeat the purpose of forming new friends and would end up knocking everyone else before a good conversation ever begins. However, some of them (notably Shinwon and Hongseok) really wanted to go hard and test their limits for the evening.

Once everything was settled, Kyungsoo managed to order a good balance between both their goals. Two separate cocktails, one that felt really light and would cater to the soothing kick of alcohol that they needed (aptly named Midnight Summer Dream), and one that is generally good tasting but is known to be secretly strong and hid a wild kick (dubbed Love Potion). Most of them were really in favour of the stronger one, especially Kino and Ningning, but Jae-in was just there curious as to how each of them tasted.

“Oh god, look at how much Dawn is missing on just because he didn’t go here,” commented Soyeon a few minutes after placing the order.

“Next time, we should ask him to take care of the payment. He’s missing out so much on us,” joked Kino.

Just like that, the night kicked off as it should. The atmosphere of the place was quick to kick in, and as the group continued to wait for their orders, Jae-In, Soyeon and Kino engaged on different stories with regards to their daily lives. Meanwhile, Kyungsoo and Ningning unintentionally engaged in a heated debate as soon as the latter overheard a misinterpreted statement from the former. Shinwon and Yeri were having a deep conversation on the far end of the table while Hongseok was overlooking the terrace, engaged on another phone call.

The waiters soon arrived with two whopping towers of alcohol; one colored a clear green while the other a striking bright orange; six litres of mixed alcohol. To Jae-in’s surprise, it was Ningning who stood up first and broke the debate between her and Kyungsoo to volunteer and distribute the ice cubes.

“Holy shit, you’re really into this aren’t you?” Kino commented from Jae-in’s side. “Dial the enthusiasm down a bit because we all want to drink too.”

“I’ve waited long enough for this, so let me do what I want to do. You’re also getting your cup LAST,” she snapped back. Ningning then began filling each cup with a choice of green or orange before distributing to everyone else. It appeared as though she chose for the newcomer, Jae-in, as she did not even went off and asked and merely gave him a glassful of the green Love Potion.

He took a good whiff out of the glass and surprisingly there was no sign of alcohol. In fact, it was a candy-like smell that registered in his mind. It was an obvious sign why it had a notorious reputation; it was easy to mistake it for juice.

“Is this the stronger one?” he asked Kino, who immediately shook his head.

“It’s the other one. You won’t feel it kick in unless you’ve had like, five glasses or so.”

But isn’t this the Love Potion?

“Alright,” Hongseok said as he finally hung up the call and raised his glass up in the air. “I don’t have much time with you guys so we better get to the good part already. It’s still on the house, and I want you all to enjoy even if I’m headed home. Cheers.”

Everyone then followed suit, adjusting from their chairs and raising their glasses to meet his.

“Cheers to what, exactly?” asked Soyeon.

“Cheers to old and new friends,” declared Kyungsoo before eyeing Jae-in. “Cheers to both Jae-in and Yeri for joining us here. Here’s to more drinking while our young bodies could still tolerate it, I guess.”

And with one sip, all of them finally moved and clanged their glasses in mid-air before proceeding for a sip. Almost every single one of them was quiet for the rest of that session, and was only broken when Soyeon downed her glass to speak directly to Ningning.

“Why the fuck is your glass already at half?”

“I thought we don’t need the formal stuff so I went off ahead and drank,” she replied and then proceeded to scratch her lengthy hair, but not before supplying Soyeon with a wide smile.

---ABOUT AN HOUR LATER---

It could perhaps be the sudden effect of the ‘Love Potion’ hitting Jae-In’s consciousness as things quickly became a messy blur. The drink itself tasted really well especially coupled with the coldness of the ice with it. It was hard for him to not treat it as refreshment like countless of people before him who fell victim to the Love Potion’s hidden venom. Not to mention, he was engaged with a long and drawn out conversation with Kino that he failed to even notice that Hongseok has long gone home already. Yoon Jae-in only realized how much the drink has hit him when he went off to stand and pee; the world has begun to spin on itself already at that point, and he could barely find his way towards the rest room.

With regards to what was going on around him, everything dissolved into a messy blur of party music as well with flashes of light being the only thing that was guiding him back to the table. He was not off-balance by any means, but he was for sure having difficulty walking normally.

As he came back towards the mess of his table, probably after leaving for almost ten minutes or so, he could only make up the image of Kyungsoo, Kino and Soyeon engaging in a deep conversation; with Soyeon mostly doing all the talking. Shinwon and Yeri were pretty much in deep talks already since the entire night begun and so it was not a surprise that they were at the far edge of the table lost in their own world once again. Jae-in could not even remember when they went off and ordered another tower, but he took that as an explanation for the recent taste of ‘Love Potion’ lingering in his mouth. His subconscious never really questioned why he never ran out of drinks.

With nothing else to do, he scanned the area as soon as he came back, silently looking for Ningning. She was pretty much the person who has been excessively drinking for the past hour along with him, and so she ought to feel the same effects as he was feeling.

And there he found her perched on the balcony overlooking the night jungle of Seoul with her head hanging low that her face was shrouded in auburn hair. He was the only person who had no one else to talk to anyway and the alcohol was already giving him a boost of confidence to talk to people he just met, and so Jae-in moved out of his way, took his glass from the table and ignored the rest of his friends before he finally approached the waiting and drunk figure of Ning Yi Zhuo.

[faes-land]

I Don’t Care~Wooseok

Hi everyone! So, this was originally supposed to be a fluff based off the Ed Sheeran song, I Don’t Care, but then it turned into this lol.

Enjoy, loves!

Pairings: Wooseok X Female reader

Genre: Smut and a little fluff?

Word Count: 2,363

Warnings: Fingering, teasing, a little bit on the rough side?

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You and Wooseok were at a graduation party that your mutual friend, Yuto invited you to. You weren’t much of a party goer and neither was Wooseok, but you went because Yuto had graduated so you wanted to support him. It wasn’t long before you and Wooseok realized this was a bad idea. Neither of you wanted to be there.

Everyone around you was either drunk or high; two things you and Wooseok didn’t do. Of course, you took advantage of free alcohol, but you only had one drink. Wooseok wasn’t much of a drinker, so he stuck to soda. He also was driving that night.

You and him stayed close to each other during the party, only socializing with people that you knew. Yuto was drunk somewhere with his girlfriend keeping him from doing something stupid, Hyunggu and Shinwon were playing beer pong, so you watched them play. After a while, that became boring.

“Do you think we could go?” Wooseok said in your ear. He was standing behind you with his hands on your hips; you were leaning against him and he was leaning on the wall behind him.

“Let’s tell Yuto goodbye, then we can leave.” Truth be told, you were tired of this party. You hated everyone there except Wooseok and your friends. This party wasn’t your crowd, you didn’t fit in. But none of that mattered since you were with Wooseok. He made everything better.

Wooseok chuckled. “Okay, but I’m pretty sure he won’t care.” You looked over to see Yuto in another world with his girlfriend. You laughed at the two of them before taking Wooseok hand and heading towards the door.

Once you and him were finally outside you both started laughing with each other. “That was awful!” You said as you started walking back to Wooseok’s car. “Why did we even go?”

Wooseok shrugged. “I have no idea, but I’m glad we were together to experience it.” He knew you had a terrible time at the party, but he was just happy you weren’t alone like you had been before. He loved being by your side whenever he could, even if it was at a shitty party.

Once you and Wooseok were in his car, he took your hand in his and started driving. “Let’s go back to my place, babe. My roommate is at Hongseok’s tonight.” You said to him. Wooseok grip on your hand tightened, he knew exactly what you meant.

He smirked as he kept his eyes on the road. “Sounds perfect, baby.” You giggled and placed your free hand on his thigh and squeezed him through his jeans. Wooseok hissed when your hand inched up closer to his crotch. “Y/N, I’m driving…”

You giggled as your hand brushed against him. His grip on the steering wheel was very tight as you two hit a red light. “I know, but we aren’t far from my place, so I thought I’d have some fun with you.”

Wooseok let go of your hand and turned to you, “Some fun? I dare you.” He said before kissing you. The light turned green and the car behind you honked their horn, so Wooseok started driving again.

As he drove, he placed his other hand on your bare thigh that wasn’t covered by your shorts. His nails dig into your skin, leaving little crescent-shaped marks. You bit your lip at his stronghold on your thigh, so you decided to place your hand on his growing bulge. Even though it was dark, you were able to see that he was clenching his jaw. You smirked to yourself as you palmed him through his jeans.

“Y/N…” He warned as you approached your apartment building. Once the car was parked, he turned to you, “I’m going to fuck you so hard when we get upstairs.” His eyes were dark and full of lust. You couldn’t help but blush at his lewd words. He didn’t always talk to you like that, but you loved hearing him speak to you in such a way.

You couldn’t say anything and the next thing you knew, you were out of his car and at your front door. You quickly unlocked your door while Wooseok was behind you, kissing your neck and his hands were on your hips. You moaned lowly and Wooseok smirked on your skin.

Once you and him were inside your apartment, he locked the door, then he grabbed your hand and practically dragged you to your bedroom. He mumbled something about how good you had been looking all night. “I can’t wait to fuck you,” You heard him say. What had gotten into him? He was never this dominant before, but you weren’t complaining.

You followed your man to your room and onto your bed. You laid down and he hovered over you, taking in your body. He bit his lip before he left sloppy kisses all over your neck. You had a low cut shirt on, so your neck and chest were open for him. His kisses were loving but hard and you were already a moaning mess underneath him. Your arms were around his neck, your fingers playing with his soft hair.

He moved his lips up to connect with yours while his hips were grinding into yours. The friction was driving you insane and you felt that you were getting wet; he hadn’t even really touched you yet. “Wooseok,” You breathed out when he pulled away from you. A devilish smirk came across his handsome face, and you knew he had nothing but dirty things on his mind. Wooseok wasn’t the kinkiest man, but he had a few tricks up his sleeve.

He ground his hips into you one more time before he started to remove your cute little top. His lips were all over your skin, leaving little nips here and there. You sat up to remove your bra and he smiled at you; you were such a good girl. He soon attached one of your breasts to his lips and he sucked lightly on your hardening nipple. Once again, your hands were in his hair, tugging slightly. He loved it when you pulled his hair.

His hands were on your legs and they were soon unbuttoning your shorts. He pulled away from your tit so that he could properly remove your shorts. Wooseok was on his knees as he pulled your shorts and panties down in one swift motion. You were now completely bare in front of him, yet he was still fully clothed. “You’re so beautiful..” He mumbled looking your body up and down.

“Wooseok, you need to take something off too.” You pouted. It wasn’t fair that you were the only one naked at the moment, you wanted to see his pretty body.

He chuckled. “In due time, baby.” His hands were on your legs, spreading them so that he could see how ready you were for him. His finger teased your entrance and his fingertip was now coated in your juices. “Already this wet for me? We haven’t even gotten started.” And with that, he slowly thrust his finger inside your wet heat. His thumb rubbing circles on your clit. You moaned softly at the new feeling taking over your body. Wooseok knew how to use his fingers and boy did he use them well.

His sweet lips were back on yours and you could hardly concentrate on his lips when he curled his finger inside you. You moaned into your kiss with him so he added a second finger, stretching you out. He was slow with his movements in you, but it was driving you insane. “Wooseok..please,” you whimpered.

He smirked then he removed his fingers from inside you. You sighed at the loss of contact, but you knew what was coming next. You watched him as he put his fingers in his mouth and licked your juices off them. “Delicious.” He said before winking at you. He removed himself from between your legs and off the bed so that he could strip for you. Your eyes fixated on his physique that you never got tired of looking at. Broad shoulders and a slim waist; he was gorgeous.

Once his clothes were off, you could see just how hard he was. His cock was red and dripping with precum. You wanted to give it a little taste and make him feel as good as he made you feel. Of course, Wooseok was very impatient tonight and he just wanted to be inside you.

He grabbed a condom from the nightstand before positioning himself on his knees between your legs again. As impatient as he was, he also wanted to tease you. You were fun to play with, and he loved hearing you moan for him.

Wooseok wrapped your legs around his waist before sliding his cock between your folds and rubbing your clit with the tip. “Fuck!” You moaned as he did that a few times. He liked the feeling of stroking his cock on you like this, and how much you squirmed under him when he did this. Wooseok knew you secretly loved it when he did this to you, so every once in a while he would play with your body like this. One of his hands was toying with your nipple, making you even needier than you were before. His other hand was on your hip, holding it tightly as he thrust his hips into you harshly. You screamed at the sudden intrusion, but you were so relieved to finally have him deep inside you. He went in all the way to the hilt before he slowly pulled out. He moaned feeling your soft walls around him and it was the sexiest thing you’d ever heard. Wooseok moans always turned you on.

He went in harsh one more time and you felt like you were going to lose your mind. Wooseok wasn’t exactly a gentle lover, but he wasn’t usually like this in bed. You never admitted it to him, but you always wanted him to be a little rougher in bed. You were glad you didn’t have to say anything and he’s now drilling into you.

He kept a steady, but rough pace as he thrust into you. His hips connected with yours with each thrust, and now, both of his hands were on your hips. You could feel that there would be slight bruises on your hips by how tight he was holding on to you.

Wooseok removed one of his hands from your hip to move your leg on his shoulder, making him go deeper. Your hands were on his chest and moved their way up to his shoulders, holding on to them tightly as the pleasure was becoming almost too intense for you.

You were moaning and screaming his name as he kept up his new harsh pace. You could hardly keep your eyes open as he pounded into you. “Look at me, baby.” He said and your eyes shot open. The sight before you was something else. His chest was heaving and there was a layer of sweat on his soft skin. His hair was sticking to his forehead and his cheeks were flushed. He looked so hot and you could come just from looking at him.

Your nails were digging into his shoulders as you felt yourself getting closer to your orgasm. “Oh, my-OH! Wooseok, I’m s-so close.” You barely got out as the tip of his cock reached your spot.

That devilish smirk came back on his sweet lips and you could see his dimple poke his cheek. A cute contrast to what his body was doing to you. “Say my name.” He said between thrusts.

“WOOSEOK!” You screamed and his hips were starting to falter. By this point, you were moaning and screaming his name like it was the only thing you knew how to say. He was fucking you too good. The pleasure was so intense and you could feel that you were going to come undone at any minute.

Wooseok’s hips were starting to falter, so he brought one of his hands down to your clit, rubbing it in harsh circles that matched his rough hips. Again, you were screaming at his movements. Wooseok had a hard time holding off his own orgasm as he looked at you underneath him. Your fucked out body was enough to make him come right then and there, but he was a gentleman; your pleasure always came first.

Your orgasm came at you fast and your voice was hoarse from how much you were moaning for him. Wooseok slowed down his hips as he felt his own orgasm approaching. He kept rubbing on your clit to stimulate you a little more as he came into the condom. He thrust into you a few more times to ride out both your highs before he leaned down to kiss you softly.

He slowly pulled out of you and you could already feel that you were going to be very sore in the morning. Wooseok got rid of the soiled condom and then he collapsed next to you on your bed. Again, his lips were soft as he kissed you; a total contrast to how he was just a few minutes ago.

“You’ve never been like that before. What was that about?” You asked him as you cuddled into his chest.

He chuckled. “I heard you on the phone with your friend the other day. I thought I’d try being a little rough with you. Did you like it? I won't do it again if you didn’t.”

You looked up at him, concern and doubt in his eyes. He was so sweet. “I loved it. I wouldn’t mind if you did it again. I am going to be sore tomorrow though.”

“I’m sorry,” he said sweetly.

You didn’t say anything to him, you just kissed him as you felt a wave of tired hit you. “I love you, Wooseok.”

“I love you too,” And that was the last thing you heard before you drifted off to sleep.

[blu-joons]

When You Support Him During Promotions ~ Pentagon Reaction

Jinho:

Your smile grew as your phone buzzed, letting you know of a notification on your latest social media post, noticing that Jinho had liked it. “Thank you,” he smiled as he noticed that you were looking at your phone.

“For what? What have I done?” You laughed, placing your phone back down once you were done.

Jinho’s head shook at how humble you were, “you know exactly what you’ve done, posting about the comeback so more can see about it.”

“I just thought I’d post a little reminder to any of your fans who might have forgotten that you were making your comeback today,” you encouraged, “and I thought some of my friends and family would like it too.”

Jinho continued to smile appreciatively across at you, “you didn’t have to post though, you’ve already done enough supporting me.”

“There’s always more to do,” you reminded him, “I know how disappointed you were to miss out last time, so this is your big comeback too, it needs plenty of hype.”

“Just being back is more than enough for me,” he assured you.

Your head nodded, but it was far from enough for you, “I just want to keep reminding people how talented and amazing you are.”

“You definitely do a great job of that.”

Hui:

His arms immediately wrapped around you as the group walked off of the set of the interview, squeezing around you tightly. “Did you like the mention that I gave you?” Hoetaek whispered into your ear.

“You know it’s my job to support you as your partner,” you reminded him, shaking your head too.

His shoulders shrugged as your smile turned up, “but you always go above and beyond, I wanted to brag about you in the interview, to everyone.”

“You didn’t have to do that though,” you smiled appreciatively up at him, “your fans are going to go crazy too that you mentioned me in an interview, what about management too? You’re not supposed to talk about me.”

Once again, Hoetaek shrugged back at you, “I’ll talk about whatever I want, especially when the question asks about my biggest supports.”

“What about your friends? Family? They support you too,” you tried to argue, but Hoetaek quickly dismissed you, knowing that no one supported him quite like you did.

“I know you’re worried about the reaction, but don’t be,” he smiled.

Your head nodded, knowing that Hoetaek was right, “I just never want to get in the way, or end up getting you into trouble at all.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll never do that.”

Hongseok:

As the camera switched off, you felt Hongseok’s eyes looking across to you, shaking his head at the smirk on your face. “I can’t believe you just called out in the middle of a live like that,” he scoffed in disbelief.

“I wanted to make sure the fans are streaming the song,” you stated as if it were no big deal.

Hongseok couldn’t believe how brave you had been, “do you know how crazy that comments section went when the fans heard you.”

“As long as they now go and stream the song too, then I’ve done a good job,” you chuckled, allowing your smile to grow further, “I always tell you that I’ll support you, and I’ve got to make sure your fans do the same.”

His hand ran gently over the top of his head, “you’re supposed to be quiet when I do lives, act as if we’re not in the same room together.”

“I couldn’t help myself,” you admitted shyly, “you went quiet, and I just thought it would be good to get the conversation going again, give you a chance to brag about it.”

“I hate to say it, but you did good yelling,” he finally admitted.

Your eyes lit up as Hongseok began to cave, “I know what I’m doing when it comes to supporting you, I bet the fans listened too.”

“Shall we have a look at the figures now?”

Shinwon:

A chuckle came from him as soon as he saw your figure walking towards him, picking up his pace to close the distance between the two of you. “When did you get here?” Shinwon asked just as he managed to hold you.

“I’ve never had such a rushed flight in my life,” you grinned, wrapping your arms around him.

Shinwon squeezed you tightly as he felt how exhausted you were, “I can’t believe you travelled all this way for me, it means so much.”

“I wanted to come and enjoy a bit of the tour with you and support you,” you smiled, pulling away from Shinwon so that you could meet his eyes, “just about everything got delayed though, it was all against me.”

His smile softened, understanding how difficult travelling must have been for you, “you’re here now, that’s all that matters, you can rest soon.”

“I’ve already had my eye on that sofa in your dressing room,” you joked, as Shinwon’s head shook back at you, “I’ll push Yuto off if I have to in order to rest on that.”

“I was thinking more of my hotel room bed,” Shinwon smiled.

Your eyes lit up as you got back on the right track, “now, that is something that I am definitely looking forward to resting in.”

“Me too, to fall asleep together again.”

Yeo One:

His eyes widened as he came home, noticing the jumper that you were wearing around the house. “I didn’t realise that you enjoyed wearing my merch,” Changgu commented as he came up behind you, hugging you tight.

“It’s comfy, and it’s nice to wear in public too,” you smirked, twirling around to face him.

His eyebrows furrowed at what you had to say, “where have you been wearing this thing? Did you really wear it out and about?”

“I went to the supermarket to pick up a few bits for dinner over the weekend, I thought I’d wear your hoodie to see if anyone looked at it and decided to check it out,” you informed him, sniggering at Changgu’s head shake.

He couldn’t believe that you had gone to such efforts to support him and his music. “Did you just not have any other hoodies that you could wear?”

“No, I had plenty,” you grinned, continuing to impress you, “but none of them are going to make people look at me quite like a Pentagon hoodie, don’t you agree?”

“You always go above and beyond for me,” Changgu chuckled.

Your shoulders shrugged at the smile on his face, “I just enjoy promoting you where I can, little things help keep the group going.”

“Thank you for doing so much for all of us.”

Yanan:

The moment his eyes looked across to you, you knew exactly what it was that he had seen as Yanan placed his phone down. “You didn’t have to post about the album on social media,” he smiled, chuckling lightly.

“I wanted to show that I’m supporting you guys,” you spoke as he moved across to sit next to you.

Yanan’s hand came down to rest against your thigh, squeezing it gently, “the fans are going to go crazy that you’ve posted this.”

“If just one person listens to the album because I’ve posted about it, that’s job done, right?” You asked, smiling wider as Yanan’s head nodded. “All of my friends ask about your music, so they’ll see it too and listen.”

Yanan’s head continued to shake in disbelief, “we might have to hire you for our promotions, you do a much better job of it then our company does.”

“I just like to support where I can,” you encouraged, “although I think a post on Instagram isn’t quite the same as promoting to thousands of fans around the world.”

“Really? Could you tell the company that’s their job?” He joked.

Your head shook, with your hand nudging against his arm, “I think I’ll just stick to being the supportive partner, it’s much easier.”

“It’s a role that you do perfectly too.”

Yuto:

His smile softened as he walked off of the stage, finding you waiting for him with an opened bottle of water in your hand. “You know me so well,” Yuto chuckled, taking the bottle and sipping from it several times.

“I could see the sweat flying off of you from here,” you teased, taking a step back from him.

A chuckle came from him as he took the lid to the bottle from you, “I’m working hard, I’ve got to make sure that I impress you.”

“You always impress me,” you reminded him as an arm draped around your shoulders, “I’m just here to try and make life a little bit easier for you along the way, do you want me to go and get you a towel too?”

His head shook at your offer, “I don’t need anything else, you’ve already done enough to support me, having you here is enough for me anyway.”

“I feel a little helpless sometimes just standing back here and watching you do so much,” you shyly told him, staring away from his eyes as your cheeks darkened.

“Do you know how much having you here means to me?” Yuto asked.

As your head shook, his arm around your frame tightened, “I’m just doing what any supportive partner would do, that’s it.”

“No way, you do so much more for me.”

Kino:

He couldn’t quite believe it as he walked back to the dressing room, recognising a figure sat on the sofa. “What are you doing here?” He laughed as you stood up, walking across and into Hyunggu’s open arms.

“I thought I’d come and see the show,” you smiled as you felt a kiss land softly to your cheek.

Hyunggu was stunned as he held on tightly to you, “I thought you said that you were busy, that you wouldn’t get time off.”

“I did my boss a few favours and he gave me the night off in return,” you explained to him, “I knew that there was no way that I could spend the night at work, especially when I know this gig is important to you.”

His smile continued to grow in response to the effort that you had gone to, “I’ve been thinking about you all day, wishing that you could be here with me.”

“I wanted to tell you,” you encouraged, feeling Hyunggu’s grip tighten, “but I didn’t want to ruin the surprise, and Hoetaek told me I had to be quiet too.”

“So, the others knew that you were coming?” He laughed.

As your head nodded, his eyes rolled, “not all of them knew, but to be honest, I’m surprised that they managed to keep the secret.”

“You know what, you and me both.”

Wooseok:

Your smile grew as Pentagon were called out as the winners of the award, standing up from your chair to applaud. “Y/N,” Wooseok waved as the group stood up too, trying to get your attention quickly.

“What is it?” You laughed, taking a few small steps across to him as staff tried to hurry them.

Wooseok didn’t care though, as he wrapped his arm around your waist, “you know, I couldn’t do this without your support.”

“That’s nonsense,” you giggled, ignoring the cameras that were following the two of you, reaching up on your tiptoes to press a kiss against Wooseok’s lips. “Unfortunately, I did nothing to help how talented you are.”

Wooseok’s head shook back at you, “you might not influence my talent, but you help teach me constantly how to be the best person I can be with this talent.”

“You might want to go,” you suggested as you caught the eye of one of their managers, “I’m going to get dragged out of here if you stay any longer.”

“I just want you to know that I’m thankful,” he spoke.

Your head nodded as he unwrapped himself from around you, ��don’t worry, I always know how grateful you are, you tell me every day.”

“And I’ll keep doing it always too.”

---

Masterlist

[just-some-random-blogger]

Bootylicious

Stray Kids Bang Chan x Idol!Reader Summary: You're known as the gym rat in your group, and quite frankly, you only have two moods: shredding or chilling. This was why when you're not asleep in between schedules, you're spotted with a male idol you happened to meet in the gym you were at that day. It's a known fact though, that you and Bang Chan are gym buddies and each other's spotter. Word Count: 2k+ Warnings: Internet toxicity, sasaengs, vulgar language, sexism, misogyny, pining, fluff, mentions of Pentagon because why not <3, etc.

A/N: Girl, i shouldn't do this but I did. It's so funny to me someone requested this cause I have recently become an exercise junkie lol. Also, if you can't tell, there is a pov shift after the cut so yeah. I also wanted to keep the reader gender neutral but I want to write about how psychotically different people treat male and female idols because that stuff aint it. It's most definitely not what anon was expecting me to write but I hope they enjoy it nonetheless.

There's compilation in YT with growing parts centered around you flexing your physical fitness and prowess. It ranges from you affectionally touring your fans, which really meant the cameraman, through the gym, introducing your trainer, and doing your routine on camera, to your group (and others) both fawning and bragging about how strong and how hot you are.

CLIP #1: A scene from an interview of your group in Japan, struggling to talk about how you can do 40 straight push ups.

There was a male interviewer in a suit you could all faintly recognize was talking about your recent Instagram post of a gym mirror selfie.

One of your youngest members smirked and in broken Japanese, cutely said, "Wah, she does 100 push ups! Everyday, every night."

You snap your head to the maknae and raise your brows, "nani?" You begin to shake your hands in protest and begin to explain your truth, "absolutely not 100. Maybe around 40, but nooooo, not 100."

The interviewer and your group comically react in awe. The man in the suit urges, "can you show us?"

You give a face, "Excuse me, but I'm not getting paid to do that in this miniskirt."

Everyone, including the film crew, break into laughter.

CLIP #2: A scene from a variety show where you had to prove you were, in fact, yourself, by doing a shortened version of your exercise routine.

One of the hosts of the show asks, "Wait, do you honestly do all of this in your workout? Like you can do all of it?"

The list of your exercises were written on a colourful cardboard, held by the one who just spoke. It was a range of exercises in 10 sets, from jumping jacks to sit ups, to vague sounding exercises like crab pinches and robot arms.

You purse your lips at the last question asked of you, not really liking the tone in which it was asked. You answer quickly and nod proudly, "I actually do more, cause when I get in the zone and I'm already really sweaty, I feel like I should keep going until my whole body burns." You chuckle.

The older hosts, tilt their head and mutter lowly under their breath something along the lines of, "I'd rather die."

You finally do the routine, quickly, continuously, earning impressed reactions from everyone.

"That's hot," one of the hosts note.

"Ya, for some reason it looks easy to do."

The hosts begin to clamour at that statement, and force whoever said to do the exact thing you did. Clearly, they don't work out as much as you do and cannot even get halfway through it without stopping.

You break out into a breathless laugh in amusement of the comical attempt but then protest, explaining how bad it is to force yourself to do more than you can

CLIP #3: Pentagon, Hongseok especially, fawns over how fit you are

Trailing a conversation about how your group is close with Pentagon because your companies are situated closely to each other and you wind up eating together a lot, there is an anecdote about how there was a jar no one could open, no one but you, that is.

The interviewer asks no one in particular, "wah, none of you could open the jar? Really? Or did you all just pretend so she could open it?"

There is a chorus of answers concluding with, "no really, she was the only one that was able to open it."

The story is backed up by how the jar had a really small lid and some hands were too big. Then came an explanation how you were recently into the new rock climbing machine in your gym.

Hongseok speaks up, "I was invited to go to rock climbing in, like, an actual rock climbing place and I was honestly so surprised when she began to climb. She said she never actually tried rock climbing on a wall, but it seemed like she had been doing it for years."

Shinwon agrees, "Right, right. I was also really curious about what they did that day," he points to Hongseok, "that I joined them one time. I never felt so out of shape in my life. I just stayed back and filmed everything."

Pentagon laughs, and then agrees that you were exceptionally fast and just super fit in all honesty.

The interviewer catches Hongseok's expression then suddenly asks, "do you like a woman like that?"

"Yeah, I like my women strong."

Then came a lot of teasing remarks from Pentagon, and a plethora of complaints from delusional fans who did not want Hongseok to ever breathe in your direction again.

With all that's been said about that, in all the parts of this series floating around in the internet, one thing remained, there was a slightly larger population of impressed fans than the still large portion of antifans who wanted nothing to do with it and only came around to hate.

It's hard not to think about it, but even the slightest back handed compliment can sometimes linger in one's mind.

And right now, as much as I kept my mind on my counting as I finished my set high knees, I couldn't help but think of how much backlash I got from posting a post workout photo with my midriff exposed.

Apparently that was not only enough to merit hate for being both a whore and an attention whore, but people baselessly began to hate on my groupmates simply for being associated with me.

It's kind of sad really, how, say Wonho, can post a fairly exposed photo of himself and get so much praise for it, and yet I couldn't even do anything remotely close to that.

And I don't even mean to come at Wonho, we all know he's a beast at the gym and should be able to show as much of his hard work as he is comfortable in showing, but why can't I?

"Hey trooper. I thought you said you were only doing 80 counts?" a voice cracks me out of my train of thought.

I turn to whom spoke and chuckle at myself as I stop my leg raises, "ah yeah, I got lost in thought, and your really good song."

I pull on my earphones and give a lopside smile, "I love working out to God's Menu."

He gives a soft, "he he, thanks."

"No need for a thank you when I'm only giving my honest opinion, Chan."

"Yeah, well still, it makes my kokoro go doki-doki," he sniggers, crossing his arms and flashing a dimpled smile. I raise my upper lip and reel back, "EWWW!"

I playfully shove him. He acts hurt, "this is violence against children."

"Chan, you're literally older than me."

"That doesn't mean I'm not a child at heart."

"You mean, it doesn't mean you're not a drama queen."

"Hey, I have no interest in having a throne, my only interest is," he leans in and whispers, "you."

I feel my soul leave my body as he snorts to himself and runs away. I regurgitate in surprise, "YA!"

"You better do your next set properly," Chan says heading off to a cable row machine, "I'm always watching."

I try to ignore the blood rushing up your neck, "creep."

He shrugs, "rather that or have you get injured, sweet heart."

Yeah, Chan has saved me from a lot of injuries I could have had. It was a bad habit. It stemmed from the same thing that made me mess up my count a while ago, my overthinking.

Sometimes I thought of rather harmless things, but sometimes I began to fixate on the hate I received for simply being. I do a lot to get my mind to realize that they hated me simply because they could and because it was easy. Exercising helped tremendously, especially when I had someone fun to work out with, especially when I was with Chan. He just... made me feel safe, y'know.

But when the news of us being work out buddies surfaced, a lot of sasaengs came for me. Of course, a lot of Stays and my own fans were really kind about, speaking out that we were our own people and exercising together did not mean anything in particular really.

But some really went for it, and made it a hobby to comment on everything I was in that I was a slut for 'working out' with different men every day."

I let out a breath as I finish my routine. I catch my breath and go for a swig of my water. I take a moment then sit down by the mirror, which was near where Chan was currently working out.

"You're doing it again."

I turn from where I was blankly staring at turn to Chan who gave me a soft look, "you good?"

I release a sigh then purse my lips, "maybe."

He pouts, "what happened?"

I shrug and stand from where I sat, "you know, the usual."

Chan then comes up to me and takes my water bottle from me, "you know, no matter how much people say you don't need water to live, you can never change the fact that you are extremely dependent on water to live."

I look at him and half- heartedly point, "are you calling me thirsty?"

He begrudgingly groans and releases a chuckle. He calls my name out in a scolding tone. I feel myself relax, "I know what you're getting at Chan."

He nods, "good. I'll always be here to remind you of that."

I smile and feel an urge to hug him, "if you weren't so sweaty, I would totally hug you right now."

Chan then gives me a look then does not hesitate to crush me into his arms. I groan and whine in protest. He chuckles, "you literally just said you wanted a hug!"

"YOU'RE LITERALLY SO SWEATY. NO ONE WANTS THIS TORTURE."

Chan huffs and gives a wounded look, "hmp. You better spot me while I lift or else I'm unfriending you."

"Hmm... I think I'll be good without you as a friend."

I half expect Chan to whine about it, but he instead smirks, "ahhhh, you must want me to be your boyfriends so badly huh."

I- I mean...

CLIP #4: A crack edit of Chan when he gets asked about his gym relationship with me in Chan's Room.

He was looking through the questions and suddenly chuckles, his ears noticeably began to redden. Cue a zoom in of his face and his red ears. Cue a clip of Cardi B saying, "that's suspicious."

He says my name then continues, "am I close with her? Yeah. I would say I'm close with her-- and her whole group actually."

Captioned: Nice save, Chris.

"The kids and I are close with her group," he says, clearing his throat.

A clip of him clearing his throat is repeated about ten times.

Chan adjust the beanie he was wearing as he thinks of what he was going to say next, "we actually do work out together a lot because she's under a trainer that works with my trainer."

Captioned: Sure, Chan. That's the only reason, right?

Chan catches another question, "Is she a beast in the gym like Hongseok says?" He breaks into a laugh. He then rubs his cheek and grits his teeth.

A clip of someone saying, "Oh he's jealous," flashes on screen.

"Yeah," Chan finally says, "she's got a really high stamina."

Cue the clip, WHAT DID HE SAY?

Chan continues, "she can go between exercises without stopping. she doesn't even take that much time to catch her breath. In fact, she sings while exercising sometimes, which helps make her vocals stable."

Captioned: Queen Tingz.

The next thing that happens is Chan breaks into a laugh and begins to chuckle. He says, "Sorry I saw a funny comment."

Captioned: WHAT HE MEANS IS HE SAW A COMMENT SAYING 'SHUT UP CHRIS, YOU'RE WHIPPED."

Then came these comments:

LITERALLY LOOK AT HOW FLUFFY BANG CHAN GETS WHEN HE TALKS ABOUT HER DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME MY SHIP IS ALIVE

They are dating period. prove me wrong. you cant

Chan literally blushes over anything, buT HE TURNED INTO A TOMATO WHEN HE TALKED ABOUT HER BYE

if you hate on your faves loving each other, you most definitely need Jesus (:

PLEASE CAN YOU SEE HOW WHIPPED THEY ARE FOR EACH OTHER

Yeah... it's not been confirmed to this day.

[julyarchives]

Third Time Is The Charm

Two times you and Wooseok didn't kiss, and one time you did.

→ Pairing: Wooseok x Reader

→ Genre: Fluff

→ Words:  1.5K

→ Warnings: teeny tiny mention of Alcohol; a little bit of awkwardness

→ A/n: we absolutely adored writing this story, it is so cute and matches this boy-ish side of Wooseok we love so much! Thank you, Anon, for making this request, we hope you like it!

It was a drunk slip when Hongseok said "It's just like Wooseok! He is so whipped for Y/N but doesn't make a move because he's intimidated by her." The words slurred through his intoxicated lips.

You were sure that if Wooseok was there, he would have smacked Hongseok in the back of the head, but everyone that was there just giggled and joked at his expense. But you were also there and you don't think they were aware that you had a huge crush on Wooseok as well. Or they actually did, and letting you know about his side was part of some sort of evil plan.

Either way, since that day you tried to reach out to Wooseok, but there just wasn't a good moment. He probably heard about what happened from some of the other boys and was extra shy around you. You decided to give him some time and just be a normal friend to him, so he would start acting normal again.

It was a normal hang-out day and you went to the kitchen to get everyone some drinks. Wooseok arrived with the food and entered the room struggling with a bunch of bags in his hands.

"Here, let me help you" you took a few bags and placed them on top of the table, making it easier for him to manage around the ones left for him.

Once done with the food, you two stood awkwardly in silence.

"Hey" you smiled shyly, realizing you hadn't greeted him yet.

"Hey, Y/N" he answered just as shyly as you did, it was adorable to see the blush on his cheeks.

You just stared at each other with the dumbest smile on your faces, but you decided that being alone with him while the others played videogame was a good opportunity to come forward with your feelings.

"Listen-"

"Can I-"

You both spoke at the same time and giggled at the coincidence, but he motioned for you to go first.

"I believe the boys told you about what Hongseok said the other day" you began

"I'm really sorry about that, he's just being silly" he scratched the back of his head, messing with his fluffy hair.

"No, it's fine" you reached up and gently grabbed his hand, holding it in between both of yours. His doe-eyes widened in surprise, but you just continued "are you really intimidated by me?"

"No!" He answered anxiously "I mean, yes, but no" he stumbled onto his words and you giggled and squeezed the hand you were holding, trying to give him some reassurance. "It's just, you're the coolest, you know? I don't know what to do around you, I'm afraid to make a fool out of myself."

"You're cool as well, you idiot" you chuckled at the last word "and you are one of the coolest boys I know, you don't have to be self-conscious around, really."

"Thank you" he said, smiling at you.

You didn't think much, just let go of his hands and reached up to cup his cheek, caressing it with your thumb, and he immediately leaned into your touch. You took a deep breath, gathered some courage, and stepped closer to him. His gaze darted from your eyes to your lips, and his hands shyly rested on both sides of your waist.

You were so close now that you could feel his hot breath against your face, and his eyes closed when you leaned further. You felt your lips grazing his, and your stomach filled up with butterflies of anticipation when suddenly a yell interrupted

"I smell fried chicken! Did Wooseok arrive with the food?!" Shinwon shouted from the living room, and you could hear the other agreeing

You sighed and buried your head on the crook of Wooseok's neck out of frustration.

"Yes, you freaking vultures, the food is here" you turned around, shouting back.

Before leaving the room, you looked back at him, who stood motionless, probably processing what almost happened, and you shot him a wink, making a small grin rise on the corner of his lips.

After dinner, everyone agreed to put on a movie, and you sat on the couch next to Wooseok, who you have been exchanging smiles and secret looks all night long, but unfortunately no opportunity to be alone again.

Under the covers, you gently slid your hand under his, to which he immediately intertwined your fingers together.

Everyone was paying close attention to the movie, eyes glued on the screen, and you decided it was a good opportunity to scoot closer to him without dragging unnecessary attention. Wooseok caught up on you, and also moved closer, releasing your hand only to put his arm around your shoulder.

This time it was Wooseok who made the first step, nuzzling your cheeks quietly, making goosebumps rise on your skin. You leaned into him, turning your head teasingly slow, biting your lip to provoke him.

Your lips actually touched his this time and you sighed in content, but just when you were going to deepen the kiss a jump scare happened in the movie, startling everyone, and consequently startling you. Rather than being frustrated, you and Wooseok started giggling, causing a few curious looks to you two.

Maybe they all noticed you two because when the movie ended everyone acted awkwardly, and they all decided they had to leave, rushing their ways outside and leaving you and Wooseok behind.

The door closed behind them and silence filled the room. Suddenly you felt shy and you and Wooseok stood awkwardly facing each other, neither of you certain of what to do next.

"So," you broke the silence "I guess we're alone now."

"I guess" a small smile lit upon his face

"So what do we do now?" You asked, fidgeting with the hem of your shirt.

"I don't know" he chuckled embarrassedly.

Without saying another word you got closer, smiling shyly at each other. When you moved to end the distance between you, so did Wooseok, you accidentally bumping a shoe against his, almost tripping. He caught you and chuckled, your embarrassment growing.

"Not that intimidating anymore, am I?", you laughed.

"Not much", he laughed with you. "Come here". He pulled you closer, holding you by the hips.

You moved closer, straightening your back to reach him and end the distance between you, only to see him doing the same. Your noses touched first, leaving you with half-closed eyes and confused expressions. You couldn't help but giggle even if Wooseok looked embarrassed about it.

"This isn't working. Seriously, what does the world have against us kissing?", he said with a pout.

"Let's go slow". You smiled, gently moving your hands to his cheeks, guiding both of your movements.

Your lips touched and while it was sweet, it was a bit weird as both of you had your eyes open to monitor how you'd move. Both of you backed away with a laugh but nodded at each other as a mock concentration agreement. When you moved next, it was wonderful. The kiss fit perfectly, a gentle peck of lips first but then Wooseok took the initiative to deepen the kiss, his tongue gently prying your lips open.

You sighed into the kiss, a whole day of pent-up want finally coming out. His hands started to caress your sides, running up and down gently and you smiled into the kiss. Your thumbs retributed the caresses on his cheeks, to which he only took as a sign to kiss you deeper, bodies now moving with the kiss, feeling each other slowly.

It was a sweet slow make-out session and you couldn't be happier. When the air was needed you pulled back, hiding your face on Wooseok's neck, your new favorite place. He kissed your head and gently pried you away from your hiding spot, a sweet smile on his face. Staring at each other in silence wasn't as awkward as it was before but your mind was torn. You had no idea what you were supposed to do now and apparently neither did he.

"I think I want to kiss you more", he said and you smiled wider, not needing to decide anything.

"I do too", you answered.

"Good thing we have time and space now", Wooseok seemed to be way more relaxed now.

You didn't even answer, you pulled him down for another kiss and gently moved both of you to the couch. Sitting down, you managed to hold him close and make out more and more at ease. After a few minutes of not many words and a lot of kissing, both of you just held each other, giving small pecks once in a while.

"We should do this more often", you said.

"I won't complain if we do", Wooseok was smiling beautifully.

"Wanna watch a movie?"

"Won't it end too late? How will I leave?"

"That's actually my goal", you laughed. "Stay". He kissed you again before answering as if he couldn't help himself.

"Gladly".

[pen1ag0n]

pls do elaborate on being a fan service anti, I'd love the hear your opinion. i also don't like it if it's over the top but i think sometimes it can be fun

ok anon this will be rambly and chaotic so sorry in advance

basically some idols seem to enjoy doing fanservice-ish stuff (huta for example) but often it feels forced... and i feel bad for idols who look uncomfy but "have" to do it no matter how over the top some requests are. sometimes fanservice is just simple stuff like shinwon posting 'comment a date i will post a tbt selca', sometimes it's getting ripped for a concert to do a shirtless stage, sometimes it's asking some idol to say something in your native language while they have no idea what are they really saying, sometimes it's letting fans touch your hair/hand... there are many examples of fanservice just like there are many opinions, but don't believe idols i like don't owe me anything. it's my choice to like them, just because i spend money on them it doesn't mean they are obligated to ... pander to me? when i was growing up myspace was big so i used to follow local band scene. for those people it didn't matter if you were around since first 5 basement gigs, they would refuse to take a photo or just pay "fans" no mind. they believed their success is based off their skills, connections and luck. fans are a bonus. when i did stuff in movies, a lot of actors treated their fans like a nuisance.. kinda? maybe it's a strong word, but it was very... "for granted". having fans is a given. it's an entierly different culture, on many levels. while in kpop fans are often credited with helping their fave group get big by promoting them or just. behaving well in offline/online spaces (whatever that means). obviously you need fans to get big, someone has to rake in the streams. but there's this expectation? fan has to do stuff for their fave, and their fave has to repay them? it's transactional? every nice interaction an idol has with a fan gets labeled as fanservice, rather than 'human interaction'. idk people should be kind to each other regardless... should idols treat people who aren't their fans like dust? to make sure their "real true fans" keep feeling special? ... hmmm..... maybe im a weirdo but i dont need ... anything like that? i dont want my favorite artist to... know... i exist... i enjoy their art and being a silent spectator. my idea of them isn't who they really are and that's fine by me? i guess it's because i hate being a burden to anyone but like. no one has to do aegyo to ensure i keep buying their albums. the progressing dehumanization of idols is also something i can't help but notice. feels like one step into right direction is always followed by 2 steps back. sigh. i hope this ... essay makes sense anon.

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Pentagon “Your child asks for a sibling”

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Ask:  Hi i know your req is closed but im just asking this before i forgot abt it again .. Can u do pentagon's reaction when their son or daughter ask them for little sister or little brother while they're on family dinner ? I mean that would be cute or is it just me ?

A/N: I made it a bit more open, not just at dinner. Also I try to make these as gender neutral as possibly but it’s really hard. I’ve also decided to stop writing for Dawn, I still love him but I just don’t see him as a part of Pentagon anymore and it’s hard to write for him like that. I’m sorry if that upsets anyone.

Hui/Hoetaek: 

You had been chasing after your young son all day and you were absolutely exhausted. You really couldn’t help but wonder where little kids got all their energy from and you were praying that Hui could kind of take over when he got home. But when he got home just as tired as you were, you both had to take a moment to just sit. 

“Can I have a brother?” Your son asked, looking at you two completely exhausted on the couch. His question caught you incredibly off guard and Hui couldn’t help but start laughing, so hard that tears were coming out of his eyes. “We’re so tired already, Y/S/N. A brother would tire us out completely.” Hui explained to the bummed out boy. “OR, a brother could play with me while you two rest.” He bargained and Hui shot you a side eyes. 

“Our son is good at bargaining, I’ll give him that. He’s making me reconsider.” 

Jinho:

Family dinners out, they weren’t something that happened often but they were moments that were cherished. It just so happened another young couple with 2 kids were sat next to your daughter, Jinho and you and well she was having the time of her life playing with the siblings. 

“Can I have a brother or a sister.” Your daughter asked, coming back to your table with a pout. The other family laughed at her question, seeing how it caught you and Jinho incredibly off guard. You exchanged looks with him, only to see him laughing into his food. “Can I?” She asked again and Jinho spoke up. “I have no problem with it, but it’s up to your mother/father too.” You looked at him and back to your daughter, then to the family trying to see how you would get out of this one. 

“We’ll think about it. But it might take a while.” 

Hongseok:

Due to the world situation, You and Hongseok had to take matters into your own hands when it came to studies for your kids. Your son was at that age where he was too young for school, but not too young to learn and languages were best off taught young. 

“If I had a sister, would she learn this too.” Your son whined as Hongseok practiced vocabulary with him. You couldn’t help but laugh, he was already putting up a fight with studies. That would be a trip later on. “Yes, she would and you would be helping her.” Hongseok said and you nodded in agreement. “I want a sister.” Your son quickly said, making you laugh. Hongseok raised an eyebrow, turning his head to you with a smirk. “I mean it can be arranged.” You scoffed at Hongseok’s words, looking to your son. 

“We’ll think about it.” 

Shinwon: 

You had splurged to watch the new Disney movie with your little girl, who was just, oh so excited to see it. You had to admit that you and Shinwon were too, but her excitement really made it worth it. 

Stroking her hair as she laid with her head against Shinwon’s head, she smiled at all the families being reunited. “Can I have a brother or a sister?” She asked, catching you and Shinwon both incredibly off guard. Shinwon burst out into laughter, needing to cover his mouth because of how loud it was. You couldn’t help but giggle too, petting her hair. “I’m down to look into it.... if daddy is too.” You said seriously, glancing up to Shinwon who’s expression had changed quickly. 

“I am more than willing to look into it.” 

Yeo One/Changgu: 

More kids was something you and Changgu had often discussed. But something you had never come up with a finalized answer for. Wasn’t really until Changgu wanted to take some family pictures that it was brought up again. 

“I should have a brother.” Your son stated, hands on his hips as you tried adjusting his hair for the pictures. “Is that so? I think we should have a say in this, don’t you.” Changgu asked after setting up the camera. “I guess.” It was endearing how unaware kids could be. You looked back at Changgu who was smiling. “A brother might not be a bad idea though, or a sister maybe even.” You started, seeing both of their smiles grow bigger. 

“Not a bad idea at all.” 

Yanan: 

Yanan was unsure about kids at first, so one was a big step already. But he had taken on being a father amazingly and you were both incredibly contempt with your little girl. The time you all could spend together was amazing. 

“Can I have a sister? Or a brother? Or both?” Your daughter asked after pouring you both a “cup of tea”. She was cunning for a 5 year old, you’d give her that. Coaxing you both into playing tea party with you so she could ask for a sibling. That was territory you and Yanan hadn’t even talked about. As you opened your mouth to say something, he beat you it. His response caught you incredibly off guard. 

“More kids... that sounds nice. I wouldn’t mind more kids.” 

Yuto: 

“There you two are.” Yuto said as he found you both in your sons room, laying in bed with all the lights on. This was rare, because well it was late and normally you were already asleep. “Y/S/N got scared of the dark and couldn’t sleep.” You said, petting your son’s head. 

“Ah, I know what that’s like.” Yuto said, joining you both in your son’s bed. You smiled at him, patting his arm as a greeting because you hadn’t seen him all day. “I don’t want to sleep here alone. I need a brother.” His words were almost sad. You and Yuto glanced at eachother, another kid was never off the table for you too. “I mean, if you’re on the same page as us. I don’t see why we couldn’t try and look into it.” You said, stroking his head. Yuto smiled to himself before leaning over and kissing your cheek. 

“We should definitely do that.” 

Kino/Hyunggu: 

It was their grandmother’s birthday and the whole family had gathered together to celebrate. With food, gifts and just nice family time, Hyunggu absolutely treasured these moments. They were so important to him. 

So when your daughter blurted out something during dinner, you couldn’t help but choke on your food. “I want a brother. Or a sister. Daddy, can I have a brother or a sister?” Hyunggu was speechless as the rest of the family giggled and he just looked at you with wide eyes. “I think that might be something we should talk about at home, sweetie.” You said, looking at her and she huffed. “I agree.” Hyunggu said and the conversations around you picked up again. He leaned down to his daughters height and glanced at you before speaking up. 

“But I think something can be arranged.” 

Wooseok: 

“I can’t find you!” You called jokingly as you and Wooseok searched through the giant pile of stuffed animals for your son. You could hear his giggles and you could still very much see him but he didn’t need to know that. 

“You have so many stuffed animals, it’s almost like we have more than 1 kid with how many there are!” Wooseok joked, plucking his son out of the pile. “I wouldn’t mind a sister... or a brother.” Your son said, falling back into the stuffed animals. You looked at Wooseok with raised brows at your son’s suggestion and he started laughing. “So you really wouldn’t mind a sibling huh?-” You started and watched your son’s head nod. “You wouldn’t mind sharing your toys or your room... or us?” You asked leaning down to his level and watched him nod again. Wooseok pat your back lightly and smiled at you. 

“I guess this means we need to talk.” 

A/N: I love Pentagon’s comeback so much. It’s so goood! I haven’t been in a Pentagon mood in forever but every time I’m here, I’m just so happy. They really spark joy. I need to be here more often. 

[geumibear]

2, 5, 14, 25, and 38?

Thanks for reblogging my ask game! ❤️

hiii thank u for sending these<3

2. Who do you most want to take care of you?

idk but when i think of caring daehyeon comes to mind..... he just seems v responsible and loving but also realistic in a way ! especially as a leader he’s just .. admirable to me like his compass tattoo ???? the way he lets yongha cling onto him and wants to take care of him ??? the way he wants to love on dari every chance he gets + gives her too many treats even though shes not even his cat😭🫶 hes just a neat guy<3

5. Who feels the most like home?

daeyeol💔 not sure how to explain but he just feels so gentle like . almost fragile .... cant get over how someone can be SO.... 💗💕💞💕 i just think of how he worries sm abt being a good leader for his group and fans, how he can keep embarrassing himself over nd over just to make his members laugh ..... also he has the prettiest voice and smile etc etc<3

14. Any stories to share about starting to bias someone?

a memorable one to me is shinwon, i used to bias honk + changgu when i was getting into ptg but as i was delving deeper into their content shinwon just waltzed in w his broad shoulders being goofy and a lil strange and i was like hes just some guy......... but hes My some guy djdhdjdj

25. Share a favorite selfie of a bias

38. If you could meet 1 bias in person and have an actual conversation with them, who would it be and why?

id interrogate interview cya abt his song writing process bc i really enjoy his style and want to know how his brain is wired..... but i also wanna ask abt growing up next door to the son twins and how their ( + the rest of weus’ ) friendship progressed ,,, im curious abt their music academy days:)

send me a bias question !

[hansols-yoda-boxers]

Camp North Star - July 2nd

AFAB!Reader x Ko Shinwon

Word count: 3330

Contents: sub!Shinwon, dom!Reader, fingering, some dry humping, oral (reader receiving), slight handjob, protected sex

“Well this is a lame attempt,” Shinwon laughed. You looked up from where you sat on his bed. His locked box of snacks sat in front of you and you hadn’t even turned the dials.

“Oh I’m not attempting to steal your snacks,” you said. That seemed to pique his interest. He made his way through the cabin towards you.

“Then why have the box out?”

“Because you’re going to give me a snack.”

Shinwon let out a howl of laughter. “Now that’s a good one. No one gets free snacks.”

“I never said it was free. This is an exchange.”

He narrowed his eyes. “Of what?”

You got off the bed. “I know how Bora got those chips.” You murmured.

Shinwon let out a snort. So far your seduction was failing. “So you think I will trade away my precious treats for some action?”

“Trust me,” you murmured, placing your hands on his chest. “It’ll be well worth your time.”

Shinwon burst out laughing and you dropped your hands away from him as he wrapped his arms around his stomach, cackling.

“Oh god, I cannot take you seriously,” he laughed. “Have you actually seduced people like this? Are you actually trying or are you messing with me?”

“Now I don’t want to answer that,” You muttered.

“Oh god,” he chuckled. “I figured you would be good at this.”

“Well I’m good at the sex part,” you mumbled.

“Mhm, sure,” he laughed. “Believable.”

You turned back to the bed, taking the lock into your hand. You had no clue what the code was. There was no chance you would break it on your own. Jihoon could do it, but you didn’t think you could convince him. Could you convince Wonwoo to convince him?

“Is that all you’ve got? Failed seduction?” He chuckled.

“What do you want for the chips?” You asked.

“Like sex specifically or like anything? I could go for some nachos if you can convince anywhere to deliver them here.”

You spun around and grabbed the front of his shirt, tugging him closer by force. “Listen to me, you smart ass. I didn’t do this and embarrass myself for nothing. I’m getting my snacks one way or another.”

“I- uh-” Shinwon shook his hair out a little. “I-I mean I can’t just give it to you.”

You tried to process his reaction, thinking for a moment before speaking. “You’re gonna give me those chips, Shinwon.”

“I-I-”

A slight smirk tugged at your lips as you started to walk him backwards. “What’s wrong, babe?”

“N-Nothing.” He sounded utterly unconvincing.

“You sure about that? You lost that attitude really quick.”

“It’s I-I uh-” he let out a whine as his back hit the wall.

You leaned in a little closer. “Do you like it when I talk to you like this?”

“I-I,” his face was growing deeper and deeper shades of red.

“You like being told what to do, don’t you?”

“Y-Yes,” his voice was breathy, all traces of his usual cockiness gone. This was a side of Shinwon you could get used to.

“You’re going to give me those chips, babe,” You purred. “But I’m nice, I’ll give you something in return.”

Shinwon nodded quickly. You kept your grip on his shirt as you pulled him from the cabin and out into the warm night air. He stumbled after you across the grass as you made a beeline for the docks.

“Wh-Where are we going?” He asked.

“Somewhere with a little more privacy.” You threw a glance back at him. “I mean, unless you’re into that.”

Shinwon’s face went redder, no full sentences managing to sputter from his mouth. You quirked an eyebrow at him and smirked.

“Good to know.”

“I-I it’s n-not y-”

“Come on baby, use your words,” you teased.

“Y-You won’t tell anyone will you?” He managed, keeping a little closer to you as you got beyond the main cabins and closer to the water.

“No one who doesn’t already know,” you smirked. “Though this is good goss.”

He pressed close to you. “I’ll be good for you. You don’t need to tell anyone a-about…”

You threw him a glance. “So if you get bratty I can tell everyone? Is that what you’re saying?”

“I-I no I didn’t mean that! I just- it- you-”

“Relax baby,” you hummed. “I can keep a secret.”

You pulled Shinwon around to the front of the waterside cabin. He kept himself close to you, now seeming antsy and excited as you got your keys out. You hastily opened the door, just managing to get the door closed behind the two of you before he was all over.

He grabbed at you, pulling you close and kissing you. And his kisses were desperate. You smirked slightly against his lips as you wound your arms around his neck. Who knew it was this easy to get him so needy.

You knew the layout of the room well. It didn’t take you long to push him back against the wall. He let your tongue into his mouth easily, letting out a small moan against your lips. You pressed into him, enjoying his eager his kisses, but not letting him move too fast, keeping them just slow enough to be frustrating.

Your hands travelled down his arms until you met his hands, grabbing at your hips and ass. You laced your fingers with his before pushing his arms back against the wall. He let you pin them there, whining into your kisses. You felt his hips pressing into you, already growing hard in his jeans.

You pressed your thigh between his legs, pulling away and moving to kiss along his neck instead. Shinwon let his head fall back against the wall. He caught his bottom lip between his teeth to quiet his panting and whining as you rolled your hips against him slowly.

“Does it feel good, baby?” You teased.

“Y-Yes.”

You chuckled. “You’re such a mess already. I’ve barely done anything.”

All he could do was whimper, his hips moving on their own. You wedged your thigh firmly between his legs, pressing into him as you leaned your lips close to his ear.

“Go ahead, baby,” you murmured. “Try and get yourself off against my leg.”

Shinwon let out a beautiful, pitiful whine, doing just as you said. He hips ground against your thigh, getting harder by the second. You squeezed his hands, keeping them against the wall as you listened to the way he whined and moaned. Your lips trailed back down his neck, pushing his shirt down until you could suck on his skin to leave a pretty, purple bruise.

You wanted to remain as composed as possible, but it would be a lie to say his reactions weren’t getting to you. The way he whimpered and moaned was music to your ears, every sound sending arousal rushing down your spine. Very quickly you had heat pooling in the pit of your stomach and as much as you wanted to milk this moment, you were also feeling your impatient growing.

And the idea of him on his knees was starting to cloud your mind.

You pulled away from him, letting go of his hands and stepping back. He stumbled a bit against the wall and choked back his disappointed whine as you regarded him.

“Take off your shirt.” You said. He was quick to comply, looking at you with a sweet, curious doe-eyed expression for what to do next. “Go over near the table.” He moved to where you motioned with a tilt of your head. You moved around the table and turned on one of the lanterns, giving you a bit of light before you turned towards him again, slowly lifting the hem of your shirt.

“Get on your knees.”

He was so obedient, sinking to his knees quickly and watching you excitedly as you pulled your shirt over your head. A strip tease might not have been your norm, and you would have thought he’d find it cheesy, but he was so enchanted as he watched you, leaning closer as you slipped your shorts off before turning around to show him your ass.

Shinwon let out a whine at the sight as you slowly slipped off your panties before climbing onto the table, mildly worried that it might be unsteady but it didn’t move or creak. You shifted to the edge of the table, hanging our legs down over the side before letting them fall open. Shinwon let out a moan at the sight as you drew your fingertips over your thighs.

“Come over here and make yourself useful,” you said with a grin.

Shinwon responded quickly, he shuffled closer, hands grabbing at your thighs and only taking the time to situate himself close enough before he was drawing his tongue through your folds. He let his eyes fall closed with a moan and you bit back your own as you grabbed at his hair roughly. He let out a whine, opening his eyes again.

“I want you to look at me,” you purred.

You felt the shiver that ran through his body at your words as he nodded to you. He kept his eyes on you, only moving them from your face to look at your chest as his tongue started moving over your clit.

“Just like that,” you hummed.

Shinwon ate you out more and more feverishly each moment. You kept your gaze on him, biting your own lip at the feeling. The sensation just what you needed after the arousal his moans had given you. You rested back on one hand, sinking your body back a little as you relaxed more.

Shinwon’s ministrations had pleasure curling through your body. It was pooling deep in your core and slowly you started to move your hips, wanting a little more and eyes glancing quickly at his hands.

“Are your hands on vacation?” You questioned.

“No,” he mumbled quickly, shaking his head. He was quick to draw his hand in from your thigh, only slowing down in the motion to push his finger inside of you slowly. You sunk back into your arms, letting out a moan at the feeling. He brought his tongue back to your clit as he started to finger you, slowly searching with his movements.

His finger was clumsier than his tongue, not quite finding the right motion. You shifted and rolled you hips, trying to get him right where you wanted but to no avail, even if his tongue moving over you clit was still sending pleasure through your body.

“Not quite like that, baby,” you said, tugging on his hair lightly. Your own lip caught between your teeth at the sweet, desperate look in his eyes as he changed what he was doing, watching your reaction. Something about the sweet look in his eye, how he wanted to please you, was so intoxicating.

“No,” your voice was a little softer as you took his wrist in your hand. You moved it just a bit, trying to angle his hand better. “Now curl your finger.” He did as you said and you let out a breathy moan at the sensation. “Just like that, can you keep doing that for me?”

Shinwon nodded and gave you an “mhm” as he pressed a kiss to your clit.

“Good boy,” you breathed, voice giving away your own need more and more as he repeated the motion, slowly getting faster when you reacted well.

You let yourself revel in the pleasure. His tongue moved more quickly over you clit, sending sparks of pleasure with each movement. His finger moved in just the motion you liked. Slowly, the coil inside of you started to turn, twisting in on itself as you grew more and more aroused.

“You’re a quick learner, baby,” you hummed breathily. “I wonder what else I could teach you.”

Shinwon let out a moan against your clit at your words. He kept his eyes locked on yours as his finger slowed before he pushed in another.

“Perfect,” you moaned. “Who knew you could be such a good boy?”

Even in the low light you could see the blush spread across his cheeks. His eyes glazed down shyly for a moment but just tightening your grip in his hair had him looking up at you again.

“I wonder what you could learn to do to me,” you hummed. “I wonder what you would let me do to you.”

Shinwon shifted a little as you smirked. His free hand was still gripping your thigh, though more and more harshly. He was moving his hips, clearly looking for some kind of relief badly but too good and obedient to try and sneakily get himself off.

“Are you needy, baby?” You asked.

Shinwon let out a moan in response that rocked through your core. The coil inside you was twisting tighter and tighter. You were getting closer to your release as his fingers moved at a quicker, steady pace. His lips wrapped around your clit, sucking it almost harshly.

“Fuck, yes,” you moaned, head falling back. As much as you knew he was ready to move on this felt so heavenly now. Each of his whimpers and moans rushed through you from your clit, his fingers curling into just the right spot. Your hips chased the sensations, grinding against his face and down on his fingers.

Your thighs started to press in towards his head and he let them. His hand fell away and you peeked at him, realizing it had gone out of your sight.

“Don’t touch yourself,” you warned, earning a whine from him.

“You can think about it all you want,” you said breathily, noticing his free hand come up to grip the edge of the table. “You can imagine my hand wrapped around it. Or my mouth. Or my pussy.”

Shinwon let out a pitiful whine, gaze more and more desperate by the second as he kept shifting.

“You can think about how good it will feel to finally get your release after being such a good boy for me,” you moaned.

Despite all his patience he was clearly beyond needy. His knuckles were nearly white as he gripped the table and the movement of his fingers were sloppy as he tried to keep his focus but was desperately wanting more.

He let out a gasp as you tugged his hair harshly, pulling his head back. He gazed up at you, catching his breath and trying to figure out why you had stopped, slight fear in his gaze that you might not go any further.

“I need you to take off your pants and get up on the table for me,” you murmured. “And no touching yourself.”

Shinwon scrambled to his feet as you moved aside. You admired his body as he took off his pants and boxers. His cock was hard and as he laid down it laid heavy on his stomach. You moved around to find your shorts. You searched in your pocket for the condom you had brought before climbing back on the table, smirking down at Shinwon. He lay there, gazing up at you with a soft blush on his face. His hands gripped the edge of the table above his head to keep from touching himself.

You leaned down to press a few kisses to his lower stomach, an act that made his breath hitch, before letting your fingers trail lightly over his cock.

Shinwon let out a gasp, hips bucking up towards your hand.

“Your cock is all red,” you hummed. “Are you sensitive?”

“Y-Yes,” he managed as you trailed another light touch along it. “Please.”

“You have been patient,” you murmured, still teasing him. “You’ve been a good boy.”

“Please,” he whined. “I’ll still be good. I-I can even cum m-more than once if-” He let out a cry as you wrapped your hand tightly around his cock and started pumping it quickly.

“Well this I need to see,” you smirked.

Shinwon was already so worked up and turned on that it took no time at all for his hips to be bucking up. He chased your hand with movements, letting moans pour from his lips as you pumped his cock quickly, your grip tight. His own grip on the edge of the table had his knuckles white as he squeezed his eyes shut.

He came with a cry, cum landing across his lower stomach and dripping down your hand. He was trembling slightly as you held the base of his cock and ripped open the condom packet with your teeth before rolling it on him with your other hand. 

“Y-You’re- You mean right away?” He asked shakily.

“Unless you can’t handle it,” You said, straddling his hips. “You said you could cum again for me.”

“I-I can!” he said quickly.

“Good,” you grinned, taking his cock into your hand. He bit down on his lip but it was no use once you started to sink down on his cock. His mouth fell open in a broken moan while you let out a quiet one. You sunk all the way to the bottom, still very worked up yourself, before you started to grid down on him.

“F-Fuck,” he whined. He couldn’t keep his eyes open. They squeezed shut and his hands grabbed your hips as you started to ride him. 

The way you felt as you stretched around him was sublime, feeling every inch of him moving inside you. You focused on the movement that felt the best to you, finding where his cock hit just the right spot and quickly grinding down in the same motion as the coil curled tightly in your core.

Shinwon tried to sputter out words but managed nothing coherent and you leaned down over him.

“Is it too much, baby?”

He bit his lip and shook his head, blushing harder even though he couldn’t see your smirk.

“That’s what I thought. You’re just a little sensitive.” You clenched around him and he let out a pitiful whine, just barely managing to look at you.

You held his gaze as you rode him quickly, entirely focused on your own pleasure. All coherence from his sounds was lost other than moans and whimpers. You dug your nails into his shoulders as you held onto him as pleasure shot through you from every movement. The coil was curled tightly in your core now, nearly ready to snap.

You moved your hips slightly differently, circling them, and watched as Shinwon’s eyes rolled back. He let out a gorgeous, broken cry as he bucked up into you, cumming hard and squeezing your hips harshly.

You fell over your edge after him. Your own thighs shook and you moaned out as you released. Pleasure washed through your body in a rush that knocked the breath out of you and had your arms shaking as you tried to hold yourself up. You cleached hard around Shinwon which had his whines nearly sounding like sobs from how sensitive he was.

As you started to come down you climbed off of him shakily. You were gentle taking off and throwing away the condom, reminding yourself to take out the trash before Monday. Shinwon was still panting on the table and you climbed back on with him, laying next to him. He rolled over and curled into you, hiding his head under your chin, his body shaking.

“Are you okay?” You asked, running your fingers through his hair soothingly.

He nodded into your chest. “W-Was it- D-Did I do o-okay?”

“That was really good,” you reassured him. “You’re a very good boy.”

He let out a whimper and pressed his face more into your neck. “You won’t tell anyone i-if I don’t want you to, right?”

“Of course not,” you hummed. “Your secrets are safe with me.” You paused as a grin tugged at your lips. “So long as I get my chips.”

[jinkoh]

HELLO MY FAV WRITER ON TUMBLR

Okay so recently I've been rewatching ATLA on Netflix and then I had to think about which element the ptg members would bend and I have no one to discuss this with djsjdj so if you have thoughts on that please feel free to drop them omg

Have a good day 🤍

omggg this is so fun tysm for sharing this with me (yes, i still obsess over ATLA in the year of our lord 2023 but it's just sO GOOD)

ANYWAY bc i always discuss everything with my bestie this too has been thoroughly discussed with her so i'll include both my and some of her takes under the cut~

Hui

for hui I was thinking either fire or water--fire because of the warmth and light it can be connotated with; lighting up a candle or the fireplace, warming up a cup of tea, literally bringing light into the darkness. water because I can picture him focusing on healing since he is someone who is very keen on helping and supporting others.

Jinho

i said fire for him too and then my friend said she could see him focusing on lightning and i felt that was so fitting! since it is a bending technique that required a lot of precision and skill it just felt like such a good match. he'd take bending very seriously and work really hard to hone his skills. wouldn't really use his bending skills much for goofing around or mundane things.

Hongseok

my bestie said earth and i also thought of earth too but somehow he is just very water bender shaped to me--maybe because i associate him with the color blue

Shinwon

fire--once again it may be due to color schemes (shinwon is v much orange to me) but i can also just see it well--him playing around with the flames or using bending for his daily life, idk heating up ramen or warming up his cold feet

Changgu

my friend said earth and i can see that very much! my take was sand bending which is like hybrid earth bending so p much the same direction. I just thought it was fitting since it's a little bit more light footed

Yanan

maybe all the memes of him burning down cube have gotten to me bc i could rlly rlly see fire. air would be fitting too though imo bestie said water bending and perhaps even stuff like blood bending too fhdshfkjdhs

Yuto

i had initially planned to stick to the main 4 elements but yuto just immediately screamed metal bending to me, i couldn't settle for anything else my bestie said water which would have also been my first choice among the classic 4 elements

Hyunggu

my first instinct was fire or air and then my friend said how he'd probably constantly play around with those air balls the way aang did and idk just a lot of bouncing around and puffing himself up and. that's just so hyunggu. he's definitely an air bender.

Wooseok

once again here with hybrid bending bc my take is mud bending fhsdhfkjs though bestie said water/ice and i could see that too

also because we talked abt this topic sm we obvsly also discussed who'd have avatar potential and pls don't call me biased but i'm so stuck on avatar shinwon now. like? he just accidentally stumbles into it all but ppl seem to rely on him so ofc he doesn't back out or run away and goes through with it bc he just is like that and then perhaps the other members are there to teach him bending and support him and he'd probably grow really attached to them. at first he went along with being the avatar because he wanted to help/didn't want to disappoint anyone but as time passes he just wants to be with them and make them proud by getting better but also support and help them too (imagine him wanting to learn healing from hui but he's having a hard time with it so hui would ask why he wants to learn it in the first place and sw would be like "so someone can heal you too when you're hurt") ...yeah maybe i am too emotional about shinwon and why he wanted to be in ptg haha

anyway these are my and my besties thoughts on pentagon ATLA AU thank you for the ask<3

Masterlist

[milkybonya]

Unnamed

order #002: large banana milk tea with pudding and lychee jelly for Shinwon, requested by anon

-> Warning: food/drink mentions, mentions of alcohol + a bit suggestive?

-> in the same soulmate universe as my Named fic for Haechan, where "Some are named, some are unnamed. The named have their soulmate's name written somewhere on their body, and the unnamed don't have a soulmate", here you're unnamed.

[a/n]: i know this is a soulmate!au but i wanted to try writing from a perspective where the reader doesn't have a soulmate?? i think it will be fun hehe (but i hope the anon who requested doesn't mind!). i think it will work well with the enemies to lovers concept too :)

You're unnamed, and it sucks. For all your life, you've had to deal with all your loved ones moping about how they can't find who the name on their body belongs to, while you don't even have a name on your body. You're unnamed, like I said :(

They call you dramatic for being sad about it, telling you that you're free to date around and just do whatever... as if that helps. Of course it makes you feel worse.

The worst of them all if your neighbour, Shinwon.

"Good morning, [y/n]. Got a hot date today?" Shinwon asks you as he opens up the door to his flat.

You're dressed nicely today, but no, not for a hot date.

"Got a job interview."

"Oh... of course. I'm sure the unnamed wouldn't be going on dates much, anyway."

"You literally told me last time I must date around a lot because I come home late and have no soulmate so I can do what I want," you spit out, growing angry.

"Whatever. No need to get so mad!" Shinwon says, waving his hands around and finally stepping into his flat.

You huff and stomp off to your job interview.

Ever since Shinwon moved in next to you and found out you were unnamed, he's been getting on your nerves like it's no one's business. He's always teasing you about it, even in front of the other neighbours! He constantly embarrasses you and you hate him for hit.

He even leaves notes on your door, with 'unnamed!' written on it with stupid ' :P ' faces all around. It's so childish, but it still manages to make you so angry.

There's only one mystery, though.

Shinwon has never told you if he's unnamed or not.

You asked him many times, and he's always managed to dodge the question.

He lives alone... but of course, that might not mean anything. Still, you like to think that he's unnamed too, and lets out all his anger on you. The day that you find out for sure, you'll never let him live it down!

After absolutely killing it at your interview despite being nervous and angry because of Shinwon, you head to a café to treat yourself. Of course, Shinwon just has to be there. Working. At that café.

You don't realize it until you're right at the counter, since you're so giddy from the successful interview, still. But as soon as you hear him laugh right into your face, you realize who it is.

"[y/n]? What are you doing here now? Are you stalking me?" he laughs. His coworkers grow increasingly confused until he introduces you.

"This is [y/n]. They're my neighbour, and unnamed. Isn't that sad?" Shinwon tells them, cracking up.

His coworkers nervously nod and continue with what they were doing, but you feel absolutely embarrassed. You don't even know any of these people but now all of them know that you're unnamed? You'll get Shinwon back for this....

"Can I get that drink please?" you ask Shinwon, pointing to the menu. After paying for the drink, you wait on the side for him to prepare it. When he finally hands it to you, your rage is bubbling up so intensely inside that you do something you never thought you would have done.

As you go to pick up the cup, you pretend to 'accidentally' knock it over and spill it all over Shinwon.

"Oops, sorry," you say, innocently.

Shinwon wears a blank look on his face. He pauses, not doing anything until one of his coworkers rushes forward to help clean up.

"I'll get you a new drink!" they tell you.

You start to feel a little nervous as Shinwon's mood has very obviously changed. He greets the new customers quietly and without a trace of a smile on his face.

Why does it even matter, though? He's the one who's always making you feel angry. How about he be the one who feels angry for a change?

After taking your new drink and heading home like a boss, you spend the rest of the day resting at home. You decide to go out for a walk later in the evening, though, and you're met with a surprise when you open your door.

Your favourite plant, that you've placed right outside your door so you can see it everytime you enter and leave the house, and also so it's easy for people to know which flat is yours when they're visiting, has been completely smashed to pieces. The gigantic pot that was holding the little tree that had grown taller than where the doorknob sat on your door is now laying on the ground in a sad state.

It breaks your heart to see it like this, but you know exactly who's done it.

You take a few steps until you're at Shinwon's door. Then, you knock loudly, wondering if he's still home. Sure enough, he opens the door. And when he notices its you, he glares.

"What is it?"

"Why have you gone and broken my plant?"

"What makes you think I did it?" he shoots back, a slight, evil smile dancing on his lips.

"I know you did it, Shinwon."

There's a moment of silence as Shinwon thinks of what to say next, but you don't even let him speak as you continue.

"Shinwon, you embarrassed me, today, just like you always do. If this is because of me spilling my drink on you earlier, then no. We're not even now. We were even after I spilled my drink, because you've been tormenting me for so long now."

"What have I done?" Shinwon asks you, raising his eyebrows.

You sigh.

"It's not even worth telling you. Maybe you should clean up my plant and take some time to think about it yourself," you tell Shinwon before walking away.

He's left in a daze and actually ends up cleaning his mess, wondering why you have such an effect on him so suddenly. They're hot when they're angry, is what he finds himself thinking, but he quickly pushes this thought away.

-

"Shinwon, you jerk!" you yell up into the sky as you sit in your balcony, drinking some alcohol.

Nothing quite hits the spot right now like the drink in your hand as you peer down at the peaceful view below. A light breeze hits you and you close your eyes, feeling like it's caressing your face.

"You called?" Shinwon asks, poking his head out from the balcony next to yours.

You almost drop your drink out of your hand and curse at him. Shinwon just laughs at response.

"I never called you!"

"I clearly just heard you call me a jerk..."

You stick out your tongue at him and continue to drink. Somehow, he climbs over from his balcony onto yours and takes a seat across from you, taking a few sips from your drink. You feel so hazy that you don't even feel surprised.

"What are you doing?" you finally ask him.

"Not letting you drink alone," he murmurs.

"And what's wrong with drinking alone?"

"I do it all the time. It sucks."

Shinwon wears a small smile on his face as he talks to you, different from the mischievious one he'd always give you when talking to you and teasing you.

"And why do you drink alone if it sucks?"

Shinwon hesitates, scratching the back of his neck.

"I'm unnamed... we all do that, don't we?"

Your breath hitches in your throat. Unnamed... so you were right.

"Just cause we're unnamed, that doesn't mean we have to drink alone."

"Maybe... but we do it anyway, right?"

You hum in response before drinking some more.

"Why do you tease me so much if you're also unnamed, then?"

"It makes me feel more at ease. You make me feel... more comfortable in my skin."

You laugh a little.

"And what does that mean?"

"Maybe that I like you?" Shinwon giggles.

"What? You're joking, right? It's just cause we're both unnamed."

Shinwon shrugs, looking down.

"Shinwon, you know how it feels to be unnamed, then, right?" you ask after a long pause. "I feel so unloved, so unneeded and unwanted on this stupid planet. It's like I don't have a purpose."

Your eyes start to tear up as the burden and many thoughts you've been carrying begin to spill out.

Shinwon remains silent, probably unsure of what to say or do. Instead, he says something unexpected.

"Can I kiss you?"

You cock your head at him, confused. Why is your rude neighbour asking if he can kiss you when you're literally about to cry?

Oh, well. This will be your first kiss.. Finally, you're kissing someone...

When your lips meet, Shinwon's feel so soft and warm against yours. You don't want to pull away, and it all makes sense now. You don't feel so alone anymore.

-

The next day day, you wake up to flowers at your doorstep, along with some hangover soup. There's a note on top:

feel better, [y/n]! i'm sure the hangover must be bad... i would come to your door in person, but i thought you may be too embarrassed to see me.

- jerk Shinwon

You smile as you read the way he ended the note. This all feels very weird to you... You used to hate your neighbour, but after tasting his lips last night, hearing him say he doesn't want you to drink alone and seeing what he's left for you now, you're second-guessing how you feel about him.

You knock on his door, hoping he's still home. To your surprise, he opens the door, his hair messy and his eyes puffy.

"[y/n]? How are you feeling?" he asks, looking a little frazzled.

"Me? Better than you, it seems. I'm about to head out to work!" you say, pointing to your formal wear.

"Oh... won't be needing the soup, then?"

"No, I need it! I haven't had breakfast."

Shinwon smiles, looking down.

"I'm glad," he says.

"Well, Shinwon. Wanna go on a coffee date or something today?" you ask him, your heart pounding as your veins overflow with sudden courage.

Shinwon laughs slightly, the corners of his eyes creasing.

"That sounds nice."

[nose-bandaid]

the trees, the grass, the stars

Hi tiny!! I've been reading your stuff... and I love it 🥺 I'm a sucker for royal AUs and the masquerade one with Shinwon was lovely, I was wondering if I could request a Royal AU with Wooseok? I like the idea of rebel prince/princess!! But you can write whatever you like💛💛

Prince!Wooseok x (gender neutral) Reader | royal AU fluff + a little bit of comfort? | 2k words

synopsis: getting engaged to someone you barely knew, getting lost in the forest and tripping over a talking stump. none of it made sense, and yet they all added up to one of the greatest meetings in your life.

a/n: hihi !! @raspberrymuffings​ this is for you<3 prince wooseok hgngngn i loved writing this, sorry it ended up getting a little emotional, idk that’s just a habit of mine LOL, but i hope you enjoy:)

image from pinterest !!

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Did you mean to get lost? Of course not. You swore you saw something flash in the forest nearby and decided to follow its trail. That was it. A little curiosity never hurt right? 

Though it turned into an unintentional adventure when you traveled a little too deep into the woods.

Were you upset that you were lost? Not particularly. Being lost meant that you were away from the party and even better, you had a valid excuse to be absent.

Was it a big deal that you weren't at the party? Perhaps, because the whole purpose was supposed to celebrate your engagement with some prince from a nearby kingdom. The two families had finally decided that they wanted to come together, and they decided that the best way to do that (supposedly) was to have the two heirs married. 

But yeah, to you, it was still just a prince from a nearby kingdom because you've literally never met this man before.

Sure, you knew of him. That his name was Jung Wooseok, that his parents frequented your place for dinners. You've seen him milling around the town square sometimes — it's hard not to notice him when he towered over pretty much everyone else. And you’d say he was pretty good looking, if you had to give an answer, though you were usually distracted by the fact that his actions were the embodiment of youth. Last time you saw him, he sprinted by with 10 baguettes in his hands as curious whispers and frightened shouts followed him. They didn’t stop the boy in the slightest bit.

So hopefully this Wooseok was a really good guy, or else you'd had to do some major convincing to get yourself out of the engagement.

But that wasn't the concern right now because you were truly, genuinely, very much lost at the moment. You were certain that you've passed the same tree almost six times by now and all the mossy stumps looked the same.

You’ve never explored the forest on your own before, and now you regretted all the missed opportunities you had to play outside with the other children when you were little. Instead you thought your studies were more important.

You bit back a yelp when you tripped over something and almost face-planted into the tree in front of you.

"Ouch."

That was not your voice. That was most definitely not your voice.

The ground does not talk, the ground does not talk, the ground does not talk.

"The ground does not talk..." You whispered the mantra to yourself and dared to look down.

Your eyes followed the pair of shoes up to the mysterious man's face. His eyes bore right into yours and you finally came to terms that he was, in fact, laying on the ground, white suit and all.

"What?"

"Geez, I really did think that no one would bother me here, but I guess I was wrong." He sighed and rubbed his neck, bending his legs to make more room for you.

"What are you doing on the ground? In the middle of a forest no less?" 

He held a hand up and began lazily counting on his fingers. "Resting, relaxing, thinking... sleeping."

You didn't even hear his answer when you scanned his face once more and realized why he seemed so familiar. "Aren't you my fiancé-to-be?"

"I suppose so." He got up, brushing off the leaves that had fallen onto him and you wondered just how long he had been laying on the grass for. He then held a hand for you to take and he bowed. "A pleasure to meet you officially, my name is Wooseok"

"Likewise, I’m y/n." You replied and pondered over your next question before deciding that you didn't have to filter yourself so much in front of him. "Don't you care about your outfit? You have a party to attend."

"I could just get someone to clean it or replace it." He answered nonchalantly without missing a beat.

"So that's what it's like to be rich, huh." You deadpanned. "No pressure to keep an image? Lucky."

"Oh, I'll probably get scolded like hell when I get back, but I couldn't care less about my image. The only time I did was when I had my portrait done. They painted my eyes perfectly, and that's all that matters." Wooseok mentioned that last part haughtily.

"You do have nice eyes...." You admitted quietly, though you quirked your eyebrows at his odd fixation on that specific memory.

"What was that?" He teased way too obviously.

You decided to humour him and repeated, this time a little bit louder. "I said you have nice eyes."

He blushed and you watched him lick his lips in nervousness. It's as if he wasn't expecting you to give in so easily and you took note of that. You could definitely take advantage of his true shyness in the future.

"Th-thanks." He stuttered and you laughed. In the distance, you heard cheers coming from the party and the music started up again. Food must’ve been served.

You looked at Wooseok and tried to break the awkwardness. "I take it that you don’t really want to be here either. How long do you think we have until they come to hunt us down?"

His eyebrows furrowed as he went into deep thought. "28 minutes, on the dot."

You tilted your head. "And how are you so sure?"

He dropped a hand onto your shoulder. "Just trust me on this one."

You pursed your lips but didn't argue with him. "And what should we do during those 28 minutes?"

"I don't know about you, but I don't mind getting to know you better. At least, as much as I can, before our families force us to kiss in front of the crowd or something." He threw that out casually as he stretched (it was the truth, after all), but his voice wavered a little.

"True that..." You replied softly. The atmosphere grew a little awkward again as he kicked around the stones near his feet in silence.

"What were you doing before I tripped over you?" You asked to strike up yet another conversation and he let out a laugh at your question.

"I was looking at the stars."

"The stars?" You echoed as you strained your neck to look at the decorated sky. It wasn't often that you got to be outside at night, much less all alone, and you quickly realized how much you've taken the stars for granted.

They were beautiful.

"Yeah." Wooseok let out a huff as he returned to the ground to lay on his back again. He patted the spot next to him. "Want to join me?"

"Sure..." Your voice dwindled off when you touched the damp grass and then looked down at your outfit. There was no way you're going to get out of this without staining the fabric and you paused at those thoughts. What's a good excuse for a bunch of grass stains on your back? Would a clumsy trip cover it?

Sensing your hesitation, the other sat back up and began taking off the white coat that covered his suit. He then settled it onto the empty spot beside him. "Here, you can use this. I really couldn't care less about the stains, but I know you still got a reputation to hold."

"Unfortunately, I've already lost mine." You heard him quietly add to the side.

"Thank you, I appreciate it." You said.

He was a tall boy, so it made sense that he also had a long coat and you never would’ve thought of the benefits of that fact until today. Though it still wasn't enough to protect your entire outfit, it was sufficient damage control and you reasoned that you'd be able to come up with some kind of excuse for the few, inevitable stains.

For a while, you both laid on the grass in silence, watching the stars and occasionally putting the music history drilled into your minds to the test, naming the new song each time the band at the party switched pieces. The conversation then drifted back to your hobbies and you listened to Wooseok talk about his stargazing again.

He pointed a long finger at the sky and you tried your best to follow his gaze. "That's Aquila over there. Its brightest star is Altair. That one."

"I honestly have no idea which star you're pointing at, but you sure know a lot about stars." You commented lightly.

"I have a friend who loved space." He chuckled. "He always wanted to be an astronaut and wouldn't shut up about it. Then he got caught up in all his 'princely' duties and suddenly disappeared with his studies." He hummed. "I wonder where he is now, probably looking at the sky the same time we are. He always likes to keep his habits a secret."

Your expression softened at his wistful tone. "Maybe one day you could visit his place and see how he's doing? I could come with you if you'd like, keep some company. It could be another adventure, invite him along with us."

"That'd be nice. I think you would be good friends." He clicked his mouth and you waited for him to say more.

"You ever feel like everyone's growing up and you aren't?"

"Definitely." You replied.

"I know I'm immature, that's a well-known fact about me, but it's really because I'm clinging onto the childhood that I feel like I missed out on. All those classes and formalities, looking out the window and watching other kids play — why couldn’t I do those things too? Now that I'm all grown up, I have the freedom to do whatever I want, but suddenly all of my friends have turned into the person I was when I was little. They're grown up and stocked up on responsibilities and it feels like I missed out on my only opportunity to have fun..." He trailed off and cleared his throat.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to put that load onto you so suddenly. All this thinking has, well, got me thinking, I guess. And the fact that I'm getting engaged today is a little off-putting, no offence. It's a big responsibility and I worry that I'm too immature to commit to it." He let out a deep breath and waited for your answer.

You never really thought about your life that way until you heard Wooseok put it into that perspective. Perhaps it’s because you’ve always begrudgingly busied yourself with your royal duties, but you suddenly found yourself agreeing to everything he said. The two of you were more similar than you initially thought, now that you've witnessed what's underneath his childish persona.

"If it makes you feel better, I understand what you're saying." You didn’t know why, but you felt the need to whisper. "I couldn't care less for titles, sometimes I wish I could live life as a normal person. Sounds more exciting."

Your conversation was interrupted by someone shouting your name, followed by Wooseok’s. That shout was followed by several more from different voices and you perked up, realizing that they were beginning their search for you. It must've been time for the actual highlight of the party.

Had it already been 28 minutes? That went by faster than you would’ve liked.

"They're finally coming for us." You looked over at Wooseok. 

All of the downcast emotions he was pouring out before were absent and a small smile was planted on his face instead. He took one of your hands into his and planted a soft kiss on the back of it. 

"How about we run away?" He suddenly suggested, and you choked at his words, not even having the chance to wrap your head around the fact that he kissed you. Even if it was just on the hand.

"You want us to run away?"

"Like not, run away, run away. I'm not going to pull a Romeo and Juliet on us, but we should mess around for a little while longer; get them to chase us." He smirked. "It'll probably give us about an extra five and a half minutes or so."

"You seem to be really confident with your numbers." You responded, hesitantly standing up to return the jacket which he slipped on without a second thought.

He shrugged. "If I sound confident enough, eventually someone will come along and believe me."

"Are you implying something here?" You laughed, appalled at his impudence.

"Maybe." He cheekily smiled and you felt your cheeks heat up. You couldn't tell if it was because of his jab or because he looked quite stunning under the moonlight, hair dishevelled and clothes stained.

The shouts got louder and the music stopped, but you ignored them and continued to laugh.

"Alright then, Sir Wooseok," You held a hand out to help him off the grass.

"Lead the way."

[adachicuto]

day by day

a/n: sort of struggled with the ending but hope it’s okay

pairing: hui x reader (gender neutral)

rating: angst and fluff

word count: 1,421

warnings: food and wine mention.

  To be hardworking means being able to get tasks done once they were started. Unfortunately, sometimes one can become too focused on a task that they forget to take care of themselves or events.

 That was the case for Hui.

 There was so much that needed to be done, deadlines to be met and tracks to be sampled. Honestly, it was too much at times but Hui tried his best to push the tiredness away and continue to work hard. He knew that all of the late nights and early mornings were worth it.

 Most days you would wake up to see his side of the bed empty but some days you were lucky enough to catch him before he crossed the threshold. You groggily wiped the sleep from your eyes as you walked to the bathroom. Once you were done with your morning routine, you quickly made your way to the kitchen where you found Hui.

 His back was to you as he poured himself a cup of coffee. When you figured he was done, you walked towards him and placed a kiss on his cheek. A chuckle escaped Hui as he pulled you into his arms.

 “Good morning,” he gently cupped one side of your face.

 Your eyes closed for a second at his touch, “Morning. Headed to the studio?”

 Hui hummed, “Yeah, there’s so much that needs to be done before next week,” he frowned but a smile quickly took its place, “I’ll try to get home early, okay?”

 You nodded. Sleep was still in his eyes as he sipped his coffee. For a moment, you took in his current state. Bags were forming under his eyes and his shoulders seemed tense. A sigh left your lips as you soothingly rubbed his back, trying to somehow melt away his worries and give him enough energy to get through the time he was going to spend at the studio.

 Hui checked the time on his phone and his eyes grew wide.

   He hurriedly pulled on a sweater and kissed you, “I love you.”

 “Love you too.”  

****

 Morning melted into the afternoon and the once cloudy sky became clear. You spent the rest of the day tidying up around your shared apartment and got a bit of work done. Dinner was nearly done when you heard a few knocks on the door. You quickly stirred the pot before you opened the door.

 You were met with a laughing group of boys. Wooseok and Shinwon were laughing at something on Hyunggu’s phone while Yuto only shook his head, remnants of a smile on his face. Once they all calmed down, they greeted you and you invited them in. All of you filed into your, sort of, tiny kitchen, and complete silence settled over all of you.

 You looked at the boys questioningly as they all avoided your gaze.

 “C’mon, what’s wrong? You were all laughing just a few minutes ago?”

 Shinwon exhaled, “We think Hui forgot about your anniversary.”

 With furrowed brows, you continued to cook. Hui couldn’t have forgotten but the more you thought about you concluded that he forgot. You looked at the time and your phone and it was half-past eight. Slowly, you put down the spoon you were holding and faced the boys.

 “He did but it’s okay.”

 It only took a minute before you rushed around the kitchen in search of a reusable container to put food in. When you finally found a container you realized it was too high up and Wooseok helped you get it. You thanked him and told all of them to help themselves to the food while you tugged on sneakers and a hoodie.

 “Please lock the door behind you if I’m not back soon,” you hurriedly filled a container with food, “I’m gonna check on Hui, okay?”

 The boys barely heard you as they helped themselves to the food. With a smile and a shake of your head, you left.

****

 Within about thirty minutes, you arrived at the studio. On the way, you were met with a little rain and managed to wait it out under the awning of an Italian restaurant which is where you able to score a bottle of wine and dessert. That was enough to make your smile grow.

 The smile on your face never wavered during your walk. Yes, Hui may have forgotten your fourth anniversary but it wasn’t the end of the world. You knew that he was so focused on meeting deadlines so, it was understandable that he forgot. It didn’t change anything between you.

  As you took the elevator up you received a text from Hyunggu and the others. The text included a picture of an empty pot and you could only shake your head.  The elevator dinged and before you knew it, you were stood outside the door of the boys’ studio.

 Quietly, you entered and were met with a focused Hui with headphones on that you bought him a few birthdays ago. The studio was clean aside from an empty takeout box, from lunch you assumed, and a few disposable coffee cups.

 Careful not to disturb him, you threw away the trash and crept up behind and rested your hands on his shoulders. Hui jumped slightly and you placed a hand on your mouth to muffle your laughter. Once the initial shock wore off, he took off the headphones, hair all over his head, and turned in his chair to face you.

 “You scared me,” he let out a breathy laugh, “what are you doing here?”

 You fixed his hair and he leaned into your touch, gaze stuck on you. Hui stifled a yawn and you slowly pulled your hand away to place it on his cheek.

“Just thought I’d bring you dinner,” you sat the containers down, “it’s our favorite.”

 Hui grinned at the food and his brows narrowed in confusion at the wine.

 “I could definitely use a glass,” he gestured towards the bottle, “but what are we celebrating?”

 Hui searched his brain for something that he forgot and at first, he came up short but then he remembered the date. It almost felt like his heart had dropped and it rendered him speechless. His hands rubbed at his face before he rested his face in his hands. How he was able to forget such an important date was beyond him and he couldn’t help but beat himself up.

 It only took him a few strides across the room to reach you and pull you into a hug. For a moment, there was only silence until you heard, and felt, a sob shake through Hui. As gently as you could, you untangled yourself from him a bit and watched the tears fall.

 “Hui, it’s okay.”

 He sniffled and tried to compose himself, “No. It’s not. I shouldn’t have forgotten. I wanted it to be perfect.”

 You could slowly feel a pang in your chest. Everyone forgets things, which you voiced, but you didn’t want him to be so hard on himself about it. Sure, it was your anniversary but it wasn’t a big deal that he forgot because you knew that he had a lot on his plate. There was still time for both of you to celebrate.

 “Hey, it’s fine. We can still have dinner,” you used your thumb to wipe away a few tears, “please don’t feel bad about this.”

 Hui nodded, “I just wanted this to be special, you know,” he fished around in his pocket and pulled out a little velvet box.

 “And it is,” you kissed him softly, “whether or not you planned something, my answer would always be the same, Hui.”

 Hui opened the box to reveal a beautiful ring. He looked from the box to you with a questioning gaze on his face and all it took was a nod from you for the brightest of smiles to form on his face. Once the ring was placed on your finger, Hui drew you into the sweetest kiss.

 Hui pulled away to saying something but was interrupted by cheers from the door. The two of you both turned to see what was going on and were met with the rest of the boys.

 You laughed and rested your head on Hui’s shoulder before you looked up at him. He didn’t look so tense anymore and you were thankful for that. Yes, there were different scenarios of how things could have turned out but neither of you would have changed anything.

[blu-joons]

You Play With His Hair ~ Pentagon Reaction

Jinho:

“It still doesn’t quite feel the same,” you teased, running your hand over Jinho’s buzzcut head, feeling small strands of hair tickle your palm.

“It’s not what you’re used to,” he acknowledged, “it took a while for me to get used to too. It shortens my routine a lot in the morning though not having to do my hair.”

You chuckled softly, kissing against the top of his head. “There’s a lot less for my fingers to run through, no more knots for me to have to brush through.”

“I bet you really miss all of that,” he joked, tapping his hand gently against your arm. “Hopefully, it won’t take too long until it starts growing back properly for you.”

Your head nodded, “it’s not just for me, it’s for you too. I know that you’re missing it too.”

“I am a little,” he continued to hum, “but there’s so much for me to miss whilst I’m in the military, my hair is the least of my concerns.”

“Where do I stand on that list of things?”

“You’re definitely my number one.”

Hui:

“Come relax for a bit,” you smiled over to Hoetaek, patting the side of the bed that was free beside you for him to occupy.

“I think I just might,” he mused, standing up from his desk, throwing himself down by your side, curling tightly against your chest. “I’m so tired, work really is expecting a lot.”

Your hands moved up, brushing gently through the light pink locks that he pulled off so well. “Then just relax here for a while, I won’t go anywhere if you don’t want me to do.”

“Just keep doing what you’re doing,” he shyly whispered, resting his hand against your tummy, “it feels nice against my head.”

Your head nodded, pressing a kiss against the top of his. “You really must be having a hard time.”

“It’s nothing that time with you can’t fix,” he tried to assure you, letting go of a gentle sigh, “I’m sorry if perhaps I’ve neglected you a little bit recently too.”

“You’ve been working hard, I understand.”

“But I should never be too busy for you.”

Hongseok:

“Close your eyes if you’re tired,” you spoke down to Hongseok, feeling his head settle against your shoulder out of exhaustion.

“No, I want to stay up and talk with you,” he replied, feeling your hand begin to run through his jet-black locks, “although you doing that is definitely putting me to sleep Y/N.”

You continued to repeat your movement, “good, because that’s exactly what I want to happen. You don’t need to stay up for me when I know you’re working hard.”

“I do,” he continued to argue, trying to fight off the overwhelming feeling of sleep that was hitting him hard. “I want to be with you.”

You let go of another sigh, “you’re still with me if you’re asleep, so that’s not going to work for you.”

“If you keep playing with my hair then I really won’t be able to stay awake for too much longer,” he warned once again, but still, you didn’t listen to a word.

“I want you to sleep, you need it.”

“All I need is to be with you.”

Shinwon:

“I can’t reach if you stand up,” you sighed, reaching your arms up to try and run through Shinwon’s hair so that you could fix it to take a photo.

“It’s not my fault that you’re so small,” he argued, feeling your hand hit his kneecap to force him to kneel down. “My hair looked fine anyway, you’re far too fussy over these sorts of things.”

You hit his shoulder softly, “I know for a fact if I took a photo with even a hair out of place, you’d be telling me to take another one so that it all looks perfect.”

“Maybe,” he grinned, pressing a kiss against the tip of your nose, “but can you hurry up and fix it because my legs are already starting to hurt.”

Your eyes rolled as you began to move a few strands, “you sound like such an old man sometimes.”

“I’m supposed to be on a break from work and you’re making me work harder than any of the choreographers do,” he grumbled.

“There, now you can stand up.”

“See, what would I do without you?”

Yeo One:

“I wish you’d stop putting your hair in front of your face,” you frowned, moving Changgu’s red locks out of the way of his face so you could see his eyes.

“You know I only put it there because I enjoy the feeling of you having to move it out of the way for me,” he blushed, snaking his hands tightly around your waist to pull you closer to him.

Your head shook at the proud smile that he wore. “One day I’ll just chop all your hair off so that it’s out of your face, and I don’t have to move any of it out of the way again.”

“I know for a fact you wouldn’t,” he continued to tease, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead, “you’re obsessed with how long my hair is right now.”

Your eyebrows raised, “is that a challenge? Because you know I’m not one to back down from it.”

“On second thoughts,” he mused, “I’m actually a little concerned that you would cut my hair off, I know exactly what you’re like.”

“I could never cut all of this off.”

“I know, you love it too much.”

Yanan:

“You washed your hair?” You queried, burying your nose further into the top of An’s head, embracing the scent of his shampoo.

“I thought I might as well after I got back from the gym,” he noted, giggling to himself as you began to run your hands through the soft locks, teasing through the few knots.

The scent always brought a smile to your face, “I love the shampoo, I think it might be my favourite one of yours that you’ve brought to date.”

“I’ll keep buying it if it makes you happy,” he commented, feeling your lips press against his cheek as a way of showing him how grateful you were, even for such a small gesture.

Your hands continued to run through his hair, “have you done something else to your hair too?”

“I’ve grown it out a little,” he commented, “but I’ve only been away for a couple of weeks, I don’t think it’s grown that much.”

“It’s enough for me to enjoy playing with.”

“That’s all that matters to me.”

Yuto:

“Please stop stressing,” you frowned, walking behind Yuto as he sat at his desk, massaging your hands over the top of his head.

“That feels nice,” Yuto mused, ignoring your request to calm himself down as the project he was working on continued to falter. “Reckon you could just stay there forever?”

Your head shook, peering down at the exhausted expression he wore, “I’m not staying here for long, and neither are you. You’re going to end up driving yourself crazy.”

“This work won’t do itself,” he argued, sinking back in his seat as your hands began to push aside the headache that had threatened him.

You hummed back at his remark, “there’s plenty of things to do instead, like spend time with me.”

“You really do know the things I like to hear,” he chuckled, tilting his head back slightly, “how am I ever supposed to be able to say no to a face like yours?”

“That’s the point, I always get what I want.”

“I guess five minutes won’t hurt.”

Kino:

“I know you’re awake,” you whispered across to Hyunggu as he tried to pull the duvet a little tighter around his body.

“No,” he protested, turning his back to you as he tried to close his eyes. It left you with perfect exposure to be able to reach forwards and begin to run your hands through his hair.

A small hum came from him at the feeling of you detangling all the small knots that he had. “It’s your day off, we can’t really just sit here all day and do nothing, is that what you want?”

“If you keep playing with my hair like this, I’ll definitely be alright with staying here all day,” he mused, shuffling closer to you.

Your eyes rolled at how comfortable he got, “does me playing with your hair make you this happy?”

“Absolutely,” he stated without even having to think, “I don’t know what sort of magical powers you’ve got, but it’s always so relaxing and comforting to me.”

“Shall we just stay here today in that case?”

“Definitely, that sounds like a dream.”

Wooseok:

“Everything good?” You frowned as Wooseok moved across the sofa to settle his head against your lap, staring at the film you watched.

“I just wanted to get a little bit closer to you,” he hummed, taking a hold of your hands and placing them at the top of his head. “Can you do that thing with my hair that you do?”

He didn’t even need to finish his request before your hands began to dance over the top of his head. “Do you reckon you’ll end up dying this again anytime soon, the colour’s fading.”

“That depends, will you help me pick a colour?” He quizzed, glancing up at you as best as he could, “you always know what looks good on me.”

You smiled down at his pouted face, “I think that any colour would look good on you.”

“Even if I dyed it a multitude of colours?” He challenged, surprised when your head nodded back at you. “I want to do it a colour that will make you play with my hair more.”

“Then you can definitely dye it any colour.”

“Well, that definitely makes me feel better.”

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