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[slytherinshua]

[ 10:28am ]

The morning sun shone through the window on the soft white sheets that you laid on, the duvet kicked off onto the floor somewhere long ago. Your legs were tangled with Seungwoo’s, and your head rested on his chest. His hand combed through your hair mindlessly; the quiet, intimate atmosphere being exactly what you both needed. 

Neither you or Seungwoo had the motivation to get out of bed, despite the clock ticking later and later. You both needed just one morning to be lazy, and given the empty schedule for the day, what was stopping you two from just staying in bed together a little longer? 

Because of Seungwoo’s tank top that he wore to sleep, the tattoos on his collarbones peeked out. The sun shone on them in a mesmerising way, catching your attention. You lifted your head up slightly so you could look at them a bit closer, a smile on your face. 

You had admired them time and time again, but you still thought the placement of them was beautiful. You lightly traced each of the roman numerals that made up the birthdate tattoo on his left shoulder.

Seungwoo smiled, tucking your hair behind your ear as it had fallen in front of your face. “You’re back to tracing my tattoos.” He said fondly, and you realised it had been a while since you had last done this.

You had done it very often when you first started dating, becoming obsessed with them for the first time back then. As you had gotten busier, you didn’t have as much opportunity to look at them, let alone have the time to stare at them as you were doing now.

“They’re pretty…” You whispered, those 2 words were enough to explain why you liked tracing them so much. You looked back to Seungwoo’s face, “You’re pretty.” You said, smiling.

“I love you.” His hands went up to hold your neck gently, bringing your face down closer to his so he could connect your lips.

“I love you too… and your tattoos.”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ victon taglist: @yeonjuns-bluehair

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: i am so whipped for this man it's just ksdjndkkdjk low-key died while writing this ngl

[haecien]

Pour me a drink 🥂 - Han seungwoo x reader

Warnings + Genres — Swearing, mentions of alcohol(or wine ig) , blood, weapons, seungwoo calls reader a lot of pet names)

Vampire!bartender Seungwoo au, love at first sight

A/n — @slytherinshua HI ZANNA THANKS FOR PROOF READING HSJWHEIRUR, also thank you for giving me a delusion so I could write/j not but bartender Seungwoo is hot as fuck, I won't normally post for victon or seungwoo but uh😭

Wc- 1.4k

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You were cornered in an alleyway. Fuck. You're in trouble now, huh? " We know you have the money; if you ever deny it or lie you're fucking dead, " a deep raspy voice yelled out. 

You didn't even know these people, and yet they're harassing you about some amount of money. " What the fuck? I don't even know who you are ! " you yelled out, trying to find a way out. 

" You're y/n l/n, right? You fucking owe us money. " How did they know your name? You had never seen these guys in your life. They were armed with weapons and if you were too slow they'd kill you in an instant.

" Shit. " You didn't care if you got hurt, you just wanted to get out. You ran into one of the people surrounding you, hoping that you could squeeze out. Luckily you did, but they chased after you. They were fast. You looked left and right, trying to find a place to hide in. 

Your eyes stumbled upon a bar, they'd never find you there, right? You made something fall over to distract them and bolted towards the bar's entrance. The people who were chasing after you seemed to have lost you, " Shit finally.. " you whispered under your breath. 

You took a seat at the bar and looked up at the bartender. Oh he was fucking attractive. He wore a black suit, sleeves rolled up and a black tie, over it was a red velvety sleeveless vest. 

" Hello, Darling. What can I get you to drink for today? " he gave you a polite smile as he placed down the cocktail strainer. 

You admit you blushed a little at the nickname, " Well, aren't you a sweet thing? Nothing much, just a glass of wine would be just fine. " 

The guy smiled and reached for the glass, " One glass of wine for a pretty person. "

As the guy cleaned the glass with a towel, he kept sneaking glances at you. His hands were big. They were also so perfect. The veins in his hands were slightly popping out. Fuck you couldn't stop looking at him up and down. His buff figure was well defined due to his suit, the poor vest was holding on for dear life, and the buttons were trying their best to not bust open. 

He carefully poured the wine into the glass, he then lifted up the bottle and gave you your glass. You took a sip out of it, " So, what's your name? " you curiously asked, leaning a bit towards the handsome bartender. 

" My name? Why? Are you interested in me? " he chuckled as he placed his towel over his shoulder, " Han Seungwoo, what about you love? " 

You gulped, these nicknames are making you feel things that you shouldn't be towards a stranger, " Y/n.." you looked up to see his face, seeing him smirk. 

" Oh, lovely name. " you blushed a bit at the comment. 

" Can I have a few more drinks? " 

—

Your head was spinning, God you had too MANY drinks. Seungwoo has been keeping an eye on you since you had your 5th or 6th drink. Many other people stared at you, but he'd just glare back at them so they'd leave you alone. He felt worried since his shift was about to end, " Oh my love, what will I do with you. " he quietly giggled a bit as he cleaned up the glasses and grabbed his coat. He placed it on your back, making it a blanket of some sorts, and carefully carried you bridal style. " I'm going off for my shift now. " he yelled out to his coworker who seemed to be at the back somewhere… 

He left the bar and quickly went up the stairs to the side of the bar. Seungwoo lived upstairs. His place wasn't the biggest, but it was an average sized apartment with a bedroom, living room and a kitchen. He placed you down on the couch, patting your head and adjusting your position so you could be comfortable. 

Seungwoo had changed his clothes for a more casual and comfortable attire. He now wore sweatpants and a black shirt. 

He was a bit worried about how you were feeling after consuming that much alcohol. He had no choice but to just wait until the next morning, his tummy rumbled. " Oh, " he got up and went over to his kitchen and cooked a quick meal for himself. Suddenly he heard noise from behind him, he quickly looked behind to see that you woke up. 

" Mm- Y/n? " He placed down his food on the counter and walked over to you. " How are you feeling, my love? " 

You looked around confused, " I'm fine, where am I, Seungwoo? "

Seungwoo chuckled a bit, " Oh you're at my apartment. Sorry, I just couldn't leave you at the bar… " 

A complete stranger was worried about you? Damn, he was better than all the ex's you had. It was sweet of him, offering a complete fucking stranger to his apartment… - 

" You know, maybe you could sleep the night here. I don't mind it at all, my bed is big enough for the both of us anyways, "

You were a bit hesitant to accept the offer, but eventually you did. What could possibly go wrong? Nothing really, Seungwoo is a good guy right?... Right?..

He opened the door next to his kitchen which revealed his bedroom. It wasn't super messy, but the thing that caught your attention first was his bed. Why would he need a bed which would fit more than one person? Doesn't he live alone…? It was pretty late, so you didn't mind; at least there was space for the both of you. 

“ By the way, if you want to change clothes, my closet is right there. I don't mind what you wear, just pick out anything you please, love. “ Seungwoo said as he carefully took off his coat which you were still wearing, 

“ Oh- thank you..  “ you opened his closet. It was well organised. You hesitantly looked back at him.

“ Don't worry, I'm serious. Pick out anything you like. “ You turned back to the closet and picked out a white shirt and just some shorts. You doubted that they would fit, though. 

You changed into the said clothes in the bathroom and washed your face to remove the dirt and makeup which was on it. 

You closed the bathroom lights and went out. Seungwoo was sitting on the bed, waiting. His shirt was removed to reveal his tattoos. 

He looked up at you and chuckled a bit, “ Sorry are you uncomfortable with this? “ 

You shook your head, “ No it's- its alright. “ Jesus christ. His body looked so perfect with the moonlight hitting his chest, complimenting his messy hair which looked like it had been washed earlier. 

You lied down on the bed and Seungwoo did the same after turning off the lights.

—

You felt as if something was pinning you down from the bed, unable to move. Ow, ow, a sharp pain was coming from your neck. It felt as if a needle was piercing through it. You opened your eyes to see Seungwoo absolutely devouring your neck, draining all the blood from it. You told him to get off and he realised you were awake, 

“ Fuck– “ he got off you and wiped his mouth. Seungwoo looks blood thirsty, but what the fuck, he still looks attractive? Even if he could have potentially killed you. 

“ My God whats wrong with you– fuck that hurts. '' You carefully touched your neck, two holes have been made on your precious neck. “ Seungwoo, the fuck was that? “ You tilted your head back, the wound hurt a lot. 

“ I- Look it wasn't intentional- “ Seungwoo got cut off. 

“ Wasn't intentional? You bit my neck and it looked like you weren't going to let go anytime soon.  “ You glared at him. Seungwoo just looked at you, he was showered with guilt. But he couldn't help himself. You were sleeping so peacefully with your neck exposed. But it was weird, why would he want to bite your neck in the first place? If he was hungry shouldn't he go to the kitchen?

“ Are you some type of cannibal..– “ 

“ What the fuck? “

—

Seungwoo explained everything to you, obviously. He wasn't so sure how'd you react, but he was hoping you wouldn't run and leave him alone just because of this.

“ Wait, can you open your mouth? “ Seungwoo was confused but he followed your orders and opened his mouth, “ Shit those are real huh? How come I never noticed them before- “ I wonder… you were so focused on his face and body that you couldn't focus on the tiny details. You cupped Seungwoo's face, just observing his sharp teeth, its weird how fascinated you were with them.

 “ You're not going to run? “ Seungwoo asked you, “ 

" Why would I? You're too fucking pretty for me to run away anyways. “ 

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(♡) fandom: x1, pdx (♡) pairing: seungyoun/seungwoo (♡) rating: explicit (♡) 18,340 words (♡) complete (1/1)

When Seungwoo is thirteen, he moves to Seoul. It's a hotbed of ambition and cutthroat competition, and anyone who can't carve out a place here doesn't survive.

He will not be left behind.

(In which Seungwoo dreams of becoming an idol, meets the expressive and energetic Cho Seungyoun, and grows up far too quickly.)

cw: severe depression, suicidal thoughts, suicide attempt

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Acts of Kindness

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Pairing: Park Seonghwa (Ateez)/ Han Seungwoo (Victon)/ GN Reader

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Comfort

AUs: Established (Poly) Relationship, Slice of Life

Rating: (PG)

WC: 2.6k+

Tw: Stress

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Seonghwa wiped the sweat from his brow, sighing as he looked up at that pesky corner in the hallway. It was a bit too high for him to reach with his duster, even standing on the tips of his toes.

“You look cute when you’re pouting.” he doesn’t startle at the voice behind him, but he does blink in surprise when he feels a larger hand close around his, gently prying the duster from his hands before an arm extended over his head, knocking away cobwebs and strings of dust that had collected there since the last clean.

Seungwoo sent him a dimpled smile as he passed the duster back, kissing the top of his head before making his way into the kitchen.

“C’mon, it’s Friday night and Y/n should be getting off soon. I’ll wash the veggies and cut up some of the meat. Pick which base you want to go in the hot pot.” the older man instructed. Seonghwa muttered something about washing his hands as he headed down the opposite side of the hall.

Idly, he wondered why you hadn’t called either of them yet. Usually, around this time, you liked to call them to have one or both of them keep you company on the drive home.

-x-

“I don't understand what you’re not getting. I said it’s an emergency, so go back there and tell the doctors I need help.”

You feel your temple throb in annoyance as you look at the woman parked in the handicap spot in front of your office. You can't help but notice the lack of a placard, but you inhale, putting on your best fake smile.

“Hello, I’m sorry for the inconvenience, but the office is currently closed. Urgent care is down the road, or I would recommend going to a hospital as soon as possible in the event of an emergency.”

The woman huffed, sticking her upper body out of the window.

“No! I had an appointment at 10 am! You have to take me!”

You look at your watch, the LED ‘5PM’ staring back at you before you lift your gaze to the woman, trying to keep your ‘customer service’ voice on despite the spiraling ridiculousness of the situation.

“Ah, we called you earlier-twice-to inquire about your appointment and if you needed it to be moved to a later date. Because we never got a callback, I’m afraid you’ll have to schedule another appointment. Or…go to urgent care down the street. They’re still open.” You try to offer helpfully.

Its met with an indignant huff as the woman glared you down. Before she even opened her mouth, you could tell this was going to be a conversation that would give you an even worse headache than usual.

“I don’t want to go there. I want the doctor to do his job and take care of this right now.”

Your fake smile loses its wattage and the annoyance is probably very much visible at this point by the settle of your brow as you exhale.

“The doctors are gone for the day. The doors are locked. Unfortunately, we cannot see you today since you didn’t show for your appointment.”

The woman launched into a tirade, hurling insults your way, but you find it more humorous this way, deciding to send a text to your boss about the situation before excusing yourself and heading to your car. The woman called after you, but you just calmly remind yourself that you don’t get paid enough to deal with that.

In fact, you’re off the clock. You’re not getting paid at all.

Instead, you set your phone up in the mounted dock on your dashboard and call one of your partners, relaxing into your seat as you hear a familiar deep voice pick up.

“Y/n? Are you on your way? Seungwoo-hyung is starting to prep for dinner.”

You smile the moment you hear Seonghwa’s voice, pulling out of the parking lot and leaving the ranting woman to her own devices.

“Sorry, some weirdo showed up as I was leaving, demanding to be let in for the ‘emergency’ of us seeing her, meanwhile she missed her appointment for 10, and didn’t return any of our calls.”

Seonghwa’s brows furrowed as he headed into the kitchen, setting his phone somewhere where it wouldn’t get wet or dropped and putting it on speaker for Seungwoo to hear you.

“You sound stressed. Is it just that?” Seungwoo hesitantly inquired.

As if opening the flood gates, you begin to vent about your day as you drive. From that woman outside the office demanding to be let in, to the coworker that tried to explain how to combat global warming, only to explain how to make an incredibly poisonous gas. Or the person who told them that she wouldn’t do what the doctor told her to do because it was ‘uncomfortable’ and wanted a shot to ‘fix’ the pain of her broken bone. Or the person asking for horse tranquilizer to help with their cold.

By the time you had settled down and let out an exasperated sigh, both Seonghwa and Seungwoo’s brows were fixed in perplexing positions, their mouths half-open.

“So anyway, sorry for venting, how is your day going?”

The two men exchanged a look before they began flying around the kitchen, preparing dinner faster than they were before.

“One, don’t ever apologize for venting. Two, hurry home so we can feed you, you’ve had a hell of a day, darling.” Seungwoo’s voice came from a bit farther away than Seonghwa’s had, and you can faintly hear the sound of a knife quickly chopping something in the background. You feel a bit bad, dumping all of the day’s stress on them.

They can tell from the silence coming from your end, apparently, and Seonghwa’s soothing voice snapped you out of your own musings.

“Don’t worry, Y/n. Our day was fine. We spent most of it cleaning up and preparing for the weekend. Got some fresh food from the store today, so we’ll be having hot pot.”

You feel your brows go up eagerly and you let out a small, excited ‘oh?’. Both of them laugh to themselves and you get home a bit faster than usual.

The moment you open the door, you feel your feet leave the floor as you’re engulfed in a strong pair of arms. Your feet dangle as Seungwoo picked you up, peppering your face in kisses. A smile crosses your face as you hug him back, your work bag slipping from your arm. Seonghwa appeared at your side, pulling it off completely before kissing your cheek, partially squishing you between them.

“Honey, I’m home.” you laugh playfully, kissing both of them as Seungwoo placed you back on the floor. They step aside so you can put your house slippers on, making your way to the kitchen, following the tantalizing scent of the hot pot broth. It’s set up in the living room, with comfortable cushions placed on the floor in a crescent shape so the three of you could eat and watch something on TV.

Instantly, you feel yourself smiling wider, sitting in the spot between the two of them and looking around at the spread of food in front of you.

“There’s so much here. What’s the special occasion?” You inquire, setting yourself an egg in the broth to cook slowly before grabbing some baby corn to put in the pot. Seungwoo pops open a bottle of apple soda, pouring it into your favorite glass before doing the same with Seonghwa’s watermelon soda.

“Our partner has had an absolutely garbage week and we want to help in any way that we can to help take some of the stress off of you. Tada, your favorite food and one of your favorite movies.” Seonghwa explained, cycling through movies on Disney+ before landing on The Princess and the Frog.

Your eyes light up (ha) before you look at both of them.

“What did I do to deserve such amazing partners?”

“You put up with my shit in college.” Seonghwa answered without missing a beat, making the two of you laugh as he put some pieces of chicken into the broth. Seungwoo sat by, checking the ingredients to make sure they were fully cooked before serving both of you, ever the diligent lover.

“You should eat too, Woo-ya.” You remind him, holding up a piece of freshly done beef, holding your bowl under it so the broth didn’t drip off of it. He chuckled and smiled, leaning to take it from your chopsticks before covering his mouth as he chewed.

“Wah, I really did get the freshest beef today, huh?” He mused, handing Seonghwa a few bok choy leaves. You relax in your cushion, eyes drifting from the pot to the tv every now and again, singing along eagerly to the upbeat jazzy songs.

Half an hour of eating later, all of the plates and bowls had been depleted, the fire underneath the hot pot turned off as the three of you shuffle about and shift positions. Seonghwa sprawled out on the couch behind you as you scoot closer to Seungwoo, the three of you touching at all times.

At some point, Seungwoo’s hand finds its way onto your thigh, massaging and kneading while both of Seonghwa’s come around to your shoulders, kneading and massaging. You feel your eyelids flutter, a small sigh leaving your lips while both of your lovers knead out the tension that had built up from the week.

“Goodness, Y/n, there’s so much tension back here.” Seonghwa sounded genuinely concerned, even sitting up with you between his legs as he kneaded your shoulders. You wince at first, just from the knots being worked on, but you don’t pull away from him, only closing your eyes as you quietly sang along to a certain iconic firefly on screen.

Seungwoo shared a look with him, motioning behind him and silently conveying that he was going to go run bath water for you. You feel him move, but you can’t bring yourself to open your eyes, enjoying the feel of Seonghwa’s fingers working out the stress from your shoulders and back too much at the moment.

You stirr slightly when you hear the distant sound of water running, lifting your head. Seonghwa smiled and kissed the crown of your head, lowering his voice to a small coo.

“You ready to take a bath? Hyung should be getting it ready for you.”

You looked up, eyes crossing slightly as Seonghwa eclipsed into your view, kissing your nose before kissing your lips. You hum against his, smiling sweetly before you pull away, rising to your feet. Seonghwa follows suit, wrapping his arms around your waist and slowly waddling towards the bathroom, careful not to trip or step on your toes.

When you entered the bathroom, the soothing scent of citrus and something that reminded you of the ocean flooded into your nose. Your eyes zero in on the large tub in the center of the room, noting the milky white color and the slices of different citrus and previously dried flower petals now floating about in the bath as Seungwoo gently stirred it all together. He picks up the sound of you and Seonghwa entering the room and looks up, his dimples popping as he smiled.

“Oh, is the movie over? The bath is just about finished, darling. Did you want me to get your pjs ready while you bathe or…?” He trailed off and you feel yourself getting emotional.

It was the little things, but the two of them were always here for you. No matter how hard things got, no matter how overwhelmed the work day-or week-made you, you still had these two loveable goofballs to return home to.

“Can you stay? Both of you? It’s big enough.”

Indeed, the tub had been custom bought with the three of you in mind. Your response seemed to both surprise and make them flustered.

“If that’s what you want, of course.”

You smile and grab Seonghwa’s hand, pulling him closer to Seungwoo and kissing both of them, tender and slow before you worked on helping them strip. They glance at one another, seemingly pleased that they’d turned the evening around for you, and start taking your clothes off, Seungwoo’s damp and slightly cold hands contrasting Seonghwa’s warm ones. Seungwoo gets in first, scooting over and extending a hand so you can follow suit. Seonghwa’s hand remained firmly on your waist, making sure to keep you from falling as you lowered yourself into the tub. Once he had gotten in, the three of you sink in unison, sighing out as the warm, fresh scented water covered your shoulders.

“I…really appreciate this, you two.” You mumble, smiling as a sakura petal floated by, eventually getting stuck on Seungwoo’s pectoral as he began to wash his arms.

“We were going to do it anyway because the milk bath things we’d ordered from overseas had finally came in but it’s an added bonus since you’ve been having a rough time. It’s not much, but I hope this took some of your stress away.” He motioned for you to turn, and when you do, you feel him lightly washing your back with a loofah.

Seonghwa hummed in agreement from the other side of the tub, grabbing your leg and gently washing it, making small comments on how smooth your skin was. The bath had certainly helped, but you find yourself unable to comment on that, your eyes slipping closed as both of them wash you.

You don’t know when you drifted off, and once you come to, you make an idle comment on how dangerous it is to do so when you notice you’re being wrapped in a warm, fluffy towel. You blink a bit and Seungwoo laughed gently picking you up.

“We’re almost done, baby.”

No words leave your lips as you nod, a pleasant fuzz enveloping your mind. Seonghwa hung back for a bit, presumably to clean the tub before he joined you minutes later, looking through some of the skin care products the three of you have. You sit in Seungwoo’s lap, eyes closed as you let Seonghwa moisturize your face.

“Oh, darling. You’re so sleepy, aren’t you?” He cooed, leaning forward to press kisses against various parts of your freshly moisturized face. You grumble sleepily, chasing his lips before you pout at him. He laughed and finally relented, kissing you softly. You wrap your arms around Seonghwa’s shoulders, humming as you lean against him. You can feel Seungwoo’s hands on your body as you do, rubbing cream against your skin. It doesn’t leave an oily feel, and once you’re done, you turn your head to kiss him in thanks. He laughed at the needy whines behind your kisses every time he tried to remind you that you all needed to get dressed.

Instead, he relented, pulling you into the bed and lifting the blankets for Seonghwa to follow suit. You’re enveloped in their arms, surrounded by warmth as you hear them share a kiss over your head. They’re whispering something while tracing patterns along your skin, but in this pleasant haze, you can’t make out what the words are.

Instead, the sound of Seungwoo’s heartbeat against your ear and Seonghwa’s against your back began to soothe you, pulling you deeper into the realm of sleep.

Soon, you lose the battle against it, drifting back to sleep into their arms. Both of them notice your murmurs and bring their conversation to a close, smiling victoriously.

Sometimes, it’s the simple kindness behind your actions that can turn your partner’s week around.

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[maiisonhan]

King's Love Games

capa doada para @ssolj (moonshoes)

27.10.2021

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[bobateastay]

victon masterlist currently includes: han seungwoo, kang seungsik and do hanse - more coming soon! taglist is open, requests are closed!

han seungwoo

congratulations series (fem!reader): high school au, fluff, angst, eventual smut, slow burn

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, final part

kang seungsik

drabble (gender neutral!reader): smut, daddy kink

do hanse

better today (male!reader): roommate au, angst, non-specified eating disorder, graphic depictions of disordered eating and behaviours, reader's body and weight is not described!

[slytherinshua]

TEXTS WITH VAMPIRE BF VICTON

genre. fluff. crack. smau. warnings. blood and vampire stuff lol. my bad humour. maybe a tiny bit suggestive?? biting...? a little bit of angst in byungchan's. bats as well... just basically every vampire thing you can think of lmao. pairing. ot7 victon x reader (separate). a/n. this is all because of @haecien and our vampire bartender seungwoo delusions... now here i am doing everyone :D

SEUNGWOO

SEUNGSIK

HEOCHAN

SEJUN

HANSE

BYUNGCHAN

SUBIN

↳ victon taglist: @yeonjuns-redhair,, @skz-minchan-enthusiast,, @edensgardenn,, @cyberpunksunwoo

[haecien]

— Vampire!Bartender Seungwoo x Reader texts

—Legit just a part 2 ish? But its just me being delusional/j but here's part one!

—No warnings! Just fluff and crack😭 some Jacob slander LMAO

A/n- I literally love vampire victon au... its so dear to my heart now💔💔 I HAVE SO MANY MORE HCS OH JUST U GUYS WAIT.

Taglist. . . @slytherinshua

[afterglowsw]

if i can't have you » han seungwoo

summary: a certain episode in a cafeteria nearby makes seungwoo's old insecurities resurge.

g: fluff, angst (not too heavy, but angst) requested!!!

warnings: includes jealousy in an angsty way. fem reader x seungwoo. solo singer seungwoo AU! he's a whiny mess in some parts, please don't mind him. also, this came out a bit more of a childish-like type of jealousy than intended, but as always, hope y'all like it. >.<

This is long!!!

Outside the window it was heavily raining and Seungwoo cursed quietly, heading you towards one of the little round tables in the quaint cafe. The cold splashes hit relentlessly the glass as you took off your mask and waited for someone to approach you and take your order.

You had spent the afternoon strolling through one of the many unexplored districts of the city, one of your favorite types of dates since autumn had fallen and the streets were beginning to color in rich shades of deep brown, warm ocher and bright red. You had had a really good time together and you were happy to be able to rest and be with your boyfriend, something unusual given the peculiarity of your relationship.

Seungwoo was a singer, a rising star in the idol world who wasn't exactly allowed to date in public, and this often reduced the places where you could see each other without the fear of being discovered to zero.

Nevertheless, from time to time special occasions such as that day would arise. Your cheeks ached from how much you had smiled throughout your hours spent together, but around six in the afternoon a sudden rain totally unrelated to November had surprised you on your way home. Given the season of the year, both of you wore long coats and high-necked sweaters but did not carry an umbrella, so you had to go to the first available place to shelter from the downpour and this turned out to be a nice, lovely coffee shop with pistachio walls and delicate wooden furniture.

You both sat as close to the door as possible, Seungwoo took your hand across the table and caressed your knuckles with his thumb before speaking, "You had a good day? I'm sorry this happened but you know..."

"Why are you apologising? Is not like you could have foreseen it"

"Yeah, I know, is just that I don't want you to catch a cold"

You could see in his eyes a glint of real concern, so you decided to nod instead of making any weird joke and leaned on to peck on his lips, "Don't worry babe, i'm fine"

"If that's so, then when you are home you'll have to take all of this wet clothes off and put on your pajama anyways," you rolled your eyes but before you could say anything he continued speaking, "And you're going to have some hot tea". At this point the only thing you could do was to chuckle and peck on his lips again to reassure him.

"Okay dad, thank you-"

"y/n?"

You looked up at the call of your name only to find and old, old friend of yours who was staring at you in disbelief with a notepad on his hand and a shirt with the cafe logo printed on the front. You jumped out from your place with a loud gasp and a big smile starting to grow in your features.

"Sejun? What are you doing here? Geez, how long has it been?"

You raised your arms to entwine them around his neck in a tight hug and giggled when you felt his hands strongly holding your back, just as warm and welcoming as ever. He was taller since the last time you saw him and you could notice that he got even more handsome as well, so you felt slightly embarrassed to look exactly the same from a few years ago, but the feeling didn't last long because he cupped your face in his hands and looked at you with a shimmering smile.

"It has been long, definitely! Look at you! You are such a pretty girl now!"

"What do you mean now, you little man?"

He laughed at your whiny voice and friendly patted your hair with his hand. You returned to your sit where an oddly quiet Seungwoo was waiting for you, a curious expression showed up on his face and you smiled at him, totally oblivious to anything else besides how happy you were.

"I'm kidding, you looked wonderful back then too"

You pouted at his obvious sarcasm and brushed your hand in the air.

"When did you returned from America, anyway?"

"Not to long ago, honestly I wanted to call you but I was so busy with everything that I forgot"

"Yeah, I know how it is. I'm really glad you're back, we should have some coffee any other day to catch up"

"I'll text you, yes-"

In that exact moment a person in his mid thirties who looked like the manager called him from the cash register and Sejun sighed, shaking his head before turning his body to face you again.

"He's telling me to stop loosing his money and move my ass. May I take your order miss?"

You chuckled and told him you wanted a cappuccino and ordered the usual iced americano for your boyfriend, who was intensely staring at you from his place but refused to speak.

"I didn't knew you had a boyfriend, y/n," Sejun looked up from his notepad with his puppy eyes clearly showing his surprise and you shrugged right before he was scolded again, "Come on, I'm going!," he made a face before winking at you, "Be right back"

He returned with your drinks faster than expected and you and Seungwoo drank in silence, looking outside till the rain seemed to subside and the streets started to glim with purplish, golden traces of light. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence for you, you two have always been like that and judging by the way he was playing with your fingers, he wasn't uncomfortable either. However, you knew that something was going on on his mind, but you were unsure about to ask.

By the time you finished your drinks and paid for them you were ready to go and he finally spoke.

"So?"

"So what?"

"He didn't knew about me?"

"Oh, I haven't had the chance to tell him since we're not really close anymore"

"You seemed pretty close to me considering the way you hugged each other"

You couldn't tell if he was serious or not because he had this stone cold expression, but his voice was sweet and his eyes were looking at you just as soft as always. You laughed nervously before answering, stretching your hand to hold his.

"It ain't that, we went to highschool and college together but we haven't seen each other in a while. When you and I started dating he was already in the States. And you know I can't really tell everyone about us unless we are super-duper close"

Seungwoo nodded and after a few seconds he let out a chuckle, making you shiver because it didn't sound like your usual Seungwoo, like your bubbly baby boy.

"I wasn't serious, honey. Don't worry, I know what you mean," you nodded insecurely, gazing at him with caution, "I mean it"

This time he smiled with his little dimple in full display and you sighed, giving up for now. "Let's go home, then"

You both stood up and walked to the door and before actually leaving the place you made sure to say goodbye to Sejun, letting out a huff when you saw him almost dropping all of the plates and glasses he was holding in his poor attempt of waving his hand at you.

You finally reached home and started thinking and thinking, and you didn't stop thinking anytime soon. At that moment and the following days from that episode you could notice a strange attitude in Seungwoo, because although the boy tried to be as sweet and caring as always, you were not so obtuse not to realize that more often than usual he seemed to get thoughtful, absent from reality and right after exploded into a mellow and childish behavior that made the butterflies in your stomach flutter and the alarms in your head activate.

Your suspicions weren't substantiated, however, until a week later when the two of you were huddled on the couch at your dorm. The boy seemed tired after the intense physical activity and the busy schedule he was subjected to and his only intention was to rest close to you, so shortly after eating you had leaned on his chest and he had crooned to you with his lowest voice register.

"Baby, i'm having another day off next week, we could do something together"

He spoke from above and you nodded happily, your cheek was firmly pressed against his strong muscles and his heartbeat was loud and clear for you to hear. It was true that this type of moments were your favorite, those in were you two just held tight into each other with your breaths paced and your warmth shared, but it was also true that you loved having some time outside were you could take as many pictures of him as you wanted to immortalize his smile and happy eyes. By knowing that, you couldn't (and didn't want to) say no.

"Of course, were do you wanna go?," hoarseness slipped through your voice and you cleared your throat before looking up, "We could go to to that nice-"

You were interrupted by your phone with the popping sound of a text notification and smiled at Seungwoo apologetically before unlocking your screen and type a quick reply. By the time you gazed at your boyfriend, the strange expression you saw for the first time in the cafeteria a week ago was there again and his own gaze was fixated in your face.

"I'm sorry, babe, it was just Sejun"

You could feel his chest grow under your body and a deep exhalation that followed your statement and you tilted your head, frowning by his response. "You friend from the other day?", "Yeah", "I see that he actually texted you"

You couldn't understand were the conversation was heading to, but you still tried to ask.

"Yes, we have been talking a lot about this past years," you could tell he didn't like that but you kept going because you wanted to know what was the reason of his behavior, "And we'll actually meet next friday"

"You mean the same day I have off?"

"Oh? I didn't knew your day off was next friday, i'll text him to change the date of our meeting"

Seungwoo nodded and attempted to sit but you stopped him on the spot with your hands on his shoulders, gaining a slightly jaded look in return, and you didn't care. He was definitely acting strange as he never did with your other friends whom he knew about and you were curious of why.

"Is there anything wrong?" He shook his head and you lifted a brow, expecting him to speak as he always did when something was bothering him and when he didn't, you continued, "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely"

"It doesn't look like it, though"

He shrugged nonchalantly and you frowned again, "You know you can tell when something's going on, right?"

"I know, I just...," he paused, apparently trying to find the right words and you waited patiently, "I've been thinking a lot these days"

"I've noticed, baby"

He nodded and pressed his lips together and even from that distance you could tell he was struggling, lots of thoughts running on his head to the point you could almost heard a loud noise of gears.

"I got jealous the other day," Seungwoo admitted quietly, "but not just because of what you think"

You looked at him curiously and he pulled you into his body, closing his arms around your torso and then letting out a sigh. "It happens that for some time now I have wondered what it would be like to be a more normal boyfriend for you"

"Seungwoo-" You tried to get up to look at him, but his hug was so strong that you couldn't make it and you dropped with resignation.

"I know you didn't say it with that intention, but you reflected my thoughts by reminding me that you can't tell anyone about us, about what we have. I know what my dream is and I know where I want to go, but I also know that I don't want to go anywhere without you. Many times you seem the most important thing to me, the center of my life, even more than any musical recognition, and I wonder what it would be like to lead a more normal life by your side. I want to know everything about you, I want all of your friends, even the least close, to know we are together, I want to shout our love from the rooftops and go outside without fear of being besieged or publicly ditched," Seungwoo paused, his slightly trembling voice echoing within your heart and you began to caress his shoulders to lessen the tension, "Your friend is very handsome, it is true, but that's not what I'm worried about. He knows a version of you that I will never know, but what makes me die in the inside is knowing that a Seungwoo in another world, in another place, is able to have you in the way that I can't. Another y/n in another world, in another place, is able to tell her handsome friend that she has a handsome boyfriend. The other you can be wildly in love with me"

You were silent for a few seconds that seemed like forever, allowing ideas to flutter through your head and settle before saying something impulsive.

You could understand the feeling, but there was a discord note that you didn't quite like. You had known him when he was just a trainee with very little on his hands and much to offer the world, and you had fallen in love with that bright spark and the promise of greatness that brooded within his deep black eyes, so you understood what his mind was like, wanting to go back to the times of anonymity when you could allow yourself to hold his hand in crowded places, but you also knew that whatever happened, it was impossible to go back in time.

You knew what it was like to wish for a future by his side where the cameras didn't follow his every move and you knew what it was like to wish to show off such a beautiful love to as many as you could, but there was no way to bring back the Seungwoo and you of the past. And that in a way was fine for you, because although you sacrificed a lot to be together despite the circumstances, you felt really pleased and well paid to see him achieve little by little each and every one of the goals that he wrote with his careless and sharp calligraphy on a post-it you still kept in a drawer on your nightstand. You knew that the price to pay was high, but you knew that he was happy to go on stage and perform his compositions, you knew that you couldn't change that for anything in the world.

"Seungwoo, darling, even if the world stopped tomorrow, I would always want you to go ahead with your dreams," when he was about to protest, you shook your head and continued, "I understand what you are saying, God knows I understand better than anyone, but I'm here to walk by your side. It's true that we can't have the fairy tale with the little beach house and the anonymous life that you and I have once dreamed of, but it's not necessary while we're together. Be it here or in another reality, you and I will have everything if we are together"

Seungwoo finally loosened his arms and you leaned against his body, looking at his eyes clouded with tears and lots, lots of feeling.

"No handsome friend of mine or chaotic career of yours will be able to change that, I can assure you that"

Seungwoo sniffed, a little more relaxed and nodded, receiving your kiss with warm thanks.

[bearseokie]

Come Again? (M) | hsw

request: Victon Seungwoo gym smut please! ❤️

— After an enticing confrontation with the guy blasting music while working out, his charming ways lead to a hookup within a hotel's private gym.

DETAILS — [ 18+ | drabble | 1.8k ] PAIRING — seungwoo x gender-neutral! reader GENRE — strangers to fwb! au, smut WARNINGS — stranger sex! (i do not recommend), sweaty seungwoo, wall sex, biting, quickie, protected intercourse A/N — did i plan on this almost being 2k? no. did i enjoy writing it? hell yes.

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The lights were so dim you could hardly see, following the intense but faint music playing down the hall. The glass door was heavy, the handle cold on your fingers as you pulled it opened. The song blared inside the private gym, the floor slightly vibrating from the beat of the rock music.

"Hey!" you yelled out, voice going unheard from the rowdiness of the music mixed with the clinking of weights.

You pushed into the wide room some more trying to find who was responsible for the noise at four in the morning. Having been awoken in your hotel room half an hour ago, your eyes were turning red from little sleep, hand running over your face tiredly as you searched for the culprit.

"Dude," you whined, a man's back to you as he sat at the weight machine. The group of ten-pound weights lifted in sync with the wire attached to the handle in his hand, his arm muscles defined and distracting as he slowly released them back down. Turning around to face you, the sweat glistening on his chest made your eyes grow wide, his smirk tenacious.

"Sorry, I didn't hear you come in," he said sleekly, standing from the bench, stretching. Pulling his phone from the bag beside him, he lowered the volume to his Bluetooth speaker, finally able to hear what was happening around him.

"I'm surprised you could hear anything at all. I could hear every word of your music from down the hall."

"Oh, so you're the gym's neighbor," he said with a cocked brow, his implications confusing you. "Seems like you have bad luck this week."

"It's the worst luck to get the room next to the gym on the private floor," he said, taking a seat back onto the bench, only this time he was facing you directly. "You get the stuck up guys that like to blast music and work out at four in the morning giving you a very loud wake-up call." his tongue stuck out from his mouth, panting like a dog as he tried to catch his breath from the workout session.

"I'm sorry?" you asked, head tilted as you watched more sweat pour off his body.

Taking a large gulp of his water, his Adam's apple bobbed, making your gaze fall to the floor. He smiled at your nervousness, his hand pushing a few sweaty strands of his hair back off his forehead.

Eyeing you like a trophy, you awkwardly cleared your throat, legs pulling you a set back from the man.

"I'm Seungwoo." he grinned, offering you his hand.

You hesitated. "No offense, but I'm way too tired to be making new acquaintances right now." his laughter was crackled by his hoarse voice, hand slowly moving to tap on his knee before he took another drink of water.

"Fair game." he nodded, offering you a tooth-less smile instead. "I'll keep it down so you can rest your pretty head." his wink was subtle, your body shifting you from the charming man in seconds as you quickly escaped the gym. His musty, cologned scent lingered around you when you bolted into your hotel room, shutting the door and pressing your back against it with a huff of air.

Minutes passed, your eyes shut tight with the image of the man and his flexing muscles engrossing your mind, overtaking all of your thoughts. You took in a deep breath, a deep chuckle just outside of your hotel room as Seungwoo passed by.

"See you tomorrow morning, darling." you could hear the emphatic tone in his voice, his scent stronger when the breeze of air made its way under your door.

And tomorrow came fast. The clock hit four in the morning on the dot, the same rock music piercing into your hotel room. You sighed loudly, pulling your pillow over your head to block out the sound but it didn't prevail the vibrations being sent through the wall.

Standing from your bed, you pulled some sweat pants over your bare legs, growling in anger as you gripped your room key in your fist and headed out. The music didn't seem to bother anyone else on the floor, their rooms lined with 'do not disturb' signs on their doors. Walking back down the hall towards the gym, even the glass door was quivering when your hand reached for it.

Seungwoo was laid out on a bench on the opposite side from the morning before, lifting a large weight over his chest. From the change of position, something he seemed to do on purpose, he could see you walk down the hallway, through the skinny, glass windows. His spot was secluded from being seen from the outside, making his grin intrepid when you finally stood before him.

Thin shirt over your torso and large pants around your lower-half that would slide down from every little movement, you were his eye candy for today.

"Back again?" he asked, noting your exhausted expression. "Grown attached to me or something, Y/N?"

"Very funny." you shook your head, brows furrowing. "How do you know my name?"

"I've been coming to this hotel for years. Befriending the staff gives you a lot of free information about the attractive people that happen to be in the room beside the gym." his lip pulled at the side, his little investigation, though illegal, giving him the upper hand.

His compliment slipped past you, your jaw slacking at him prying into your personal file through the use of an employee. With an angered look, you spun on your heels. Seungwoo slipped the bar of the weights back into their hold, rushing to his feet as he gripped at your wrist. Pulling you to turn around, he wore a pout on his lips.

"I'm sorry." his voice was gentle, the music now lower than when you walked in. "I didn't mean it in a creepy way. I never got your name last night, I was just curious, is all."

You could hear his sincerity in his voice, his hand gently unwrapping from your wrist to slide into your hand. His palm was sweaty, covered in powder from lifting the weights for the last few minutes. His eyes were dark under the lighting, the touch soft against your hand genuine.

He lifted your hand up, jerking your body closer to his. With his scent so strong in your nose, you stared at him with persistent eyes, waiting for his next move. You were drawn to him, his alluring words and dominant presence enough to guide your face up to his. Stealing a kiss from him first, your hand placed against his robust chest.

Breath hot in your mouth, his hand let go of yours, moving to your waist to pull you closer. You moaned against him, his body slowly walking you both backward within the secluded area he was working out in. The half wall in the middle of the gym was opened and blank, his larger body pressing you against the cold wall. Chills ran across your skin, the bumpy texture making him smirk against your lips, hips swaying into you.

You released a soft grunt, pulling from him as his head moved to trail kisses down your neck. Teeth grazing at your collarbone, his arms wrapped around your frame, lifting you up against the wall, your legs wrapping around his waist. His groans were muffled by your skin, the friction between his gym shorts and your sweats enough to make him grow hard. His breathing sped up, little effort to hold you against the wall when his eyes met yours again.

His hips collided with yours again, your moan loud in front of him. With a wicked smile, his phone clicked in his pocket, the top volume button turning the music up again so your sounds would be suppressed. Shaking your head at him in disbelief, he shrugged, pushing you up high on the wall as his lips captured yours.

"If you don't like this, tell me." his hoarse voice returned, crackled and rough.

"I do like this," you admitted to him, eyes blinking shut.

His hips dug against you faster, his own groans in your ear dulled by the blaring music. You slipped down the wall, legs like jello holding you up as he retrieved a condom from his bag.

"You have condoms in your gym bag?" you asked him with a laugh.

"Hey, I'll be honest." he cackled. "This is the first time I've ever gotten to use one."

Walking back over to you, his gym shorts slipped down his meaty thighs, your eyes water at the sight of his length. Stroking himself, he placed the condom on his tip, slowly rolling it down until he was fully covered. Your body shook just from the image of him, his hand gripping at your waist before he pushed your sweats and underwear down to your ankles enough to make you fall back against the wall. In one swift motion, he lifted you back up, your knees bent and body aligned with his cock. Slipping in gently, he let you adjust, the quick movements making your breathing hitch. Holding you close to him, you heart the beat of his heart, the rhythmic sound soon matching the gradual pace he moved inside of you.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as he ground into you, cock pushed until he filled you completely making you hold in a pleasure-filled scream. Your hands latched behind his neck, holding on for your life as he picked up your body and slammed you into the wall. With loud pants in your ear, he lifted to while slowly pulling out of you, thrusting back in at a rate you didn't deem possible. His groans and tight grip on your skin made your body coil around him, chests pressed together, hearts racing at the same speed.

His thrusts grew deeper, trying to slow himself down and savor your body. You were too caught up in the way he hissed when you clenched around him. His teeth sunk into his bottom lip as he pulled from you for the last time before heaving and bottoming out in you, his warm liquids filling the condom inside of you as you tightened around him, orgasm darting through every vein inside your body before cumming on his length.

Panting harder than before, he released you, removing the condom before pulling your underwear and pants gently back up your legs, doing the same to himself. He tossed the tied condom into his bag to discard in his own room, laughing at the concept of one of his friends seeing it inside the gym's trash. You fell back against the wall, his hand pushing stray strands of hair from your face before pressing a kiss to your cheek.

"Come again?"

[kpopcrockpot]

Away Soon (Seungwoo Fic)

Han Seungwoo x Reader

Genre/warnings: Angst, fluff, best friends to lovers, frequent mentions of enlistment (don’t read if this is going to bother you!)

Note: I was hit out of nowhere with the idea for this fic and jotted it down in an evening. My apologies if it sucks 😫 as always, thanks to @bfsubin​ for proofing this for me, and being my favorite jessibear 💕

You never meant to hurt him. Seungwoo was your best friend. Your constant, your partner in crime, and the only person you would go to with all your secrets, all your fears--except one.

The only fear you’d never been able to bring to him. The fear that his enlistment would mean the end of your friendship, that it would never be the same. He was expected to be gone for a year and nine months, at least. What would you do in the meantime?

You would still be able to text each other, even call in the evenings. But there would be no more getting takeout and having movie nights. No watching him play video games as you listened to music. You wouldn’t get to hear his laugh and see it in realtime.

All of this would be bad enough on its own, but there’s another layer of hurt here. The added pain of keeping in your true feelings for him. Seungwoo is a fairly lighthearted guy--not one to read into the lingering looks you give him. Not one to find it weird when you bring him coffee, but nobody else. Maybe he doesn’t even notice these things.

It doesn’t matter, because he’s going away soon. And he’ll go, not knowing you’ve been burning for him this entire time.

At least, that’s what you thought was going to happen. You could never in a million years drop this information on him, especially considering there was no way he felt the same for you. If you had even an inkling of a suspicion that he might return your feelings, you would tell him. But there was just no way. You’re not that lucky. You would never assume that much of yourself. You would never even think it.

Until one night when you make an offhand comment in front of Seungwoo during a group hangout, and it offends him. He shows it, too, scoffing and staring pointedly at his laptop.

You exchange a confused glance with Seungsik, who looks like he’s physically trying to condense himself into as small a space as possible. Hanse’s eyes are wide and you can tell he’s trying not to say something. What it is, you couldn’t possibly guess.

Your comment was simple-- you mentioned that the guy you’d been talking to from one of your classes asked you on a date this Saturday. Perfectly mundane, you thought, and certainly not deserving of the rude response from your best friend.

You don’t say anything else about it, but the air in the room is tense after that. Sik and Hanse keep looking at each other over their laptops, and Seungwoo won’t look up at all.

Eventually, you close your laptop and announce that you’re going to grab some snacks from the corner store. You’re out of the room and down the hallway before Seungwoo even looks up. He stares at the door for a moment before Hanse delivers a kick to the side of his leg.

“What the hell, Se?” Seungwoo snaps, but Hanse isn’t intimidated in the slightest. He raises his eyebrows as if the point doesn’t even need saying.

“She just wanted to tell you about her friend,” Sik explains, as Seungwoo scoffs, “and you were rude!”

“She’s the one that’s going on a date the day after I leave!”

Seungsik and Hanse exchange knowing looks. Seungwoo immediately realizes how that sounded, and tries to explain himself.

“I’m her best friend, and she’s acting like I’m not even leaving. Like it isn’t a big deal.”

“You need to talk to her about it. Seems like there might be some things you’re not saying to each other?” Seungsik tries to nudge Seungwoo in the right direction, but the man isn’t good at taking hints--clearly.

Hanse is a little less patient, and smacks him on the shoulder.

“Ow! What--”

“Paboya? Go after her!”

Seungwoo just looks at them, mouth open, holding his shoulder. Seungsik jerks his head in the direction of the door, and Seungwoo finally gets up.

After he’s out behind you, the boys look at each other. There’s no telling how this conversation might go down. But one thing is for certain-- it needs to happen.

...

“Hey, wait for me,” Seungwoo calls to you a moment later. You’re surprised to hear his voice, so you slow your pace long enough for him to catch up to you. It’s a cool evening, with the sun long gone below the horizon.

“It’s not safe for you to walk alone at night,” Seungwoo says, his voice stern. You roll your eyes, folding your arms.

“Oh, now you’re concerned about me?”

“I’m always concerned about you.” You’re not looking at him, but you know Seungwoo well enough to imagine his expression right now.

“And I’m not going to be around much longer to walk you places.”

“I think I can manage without you,” you snap, not thinking about how it would sound to him. Seungwoo’s response is instant and bitter.

“Yeah, seems like you already are.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You demand, coming to a stop on the sidewalk. The orange glow of city lights on the water next to you is the only source of light around but you can tell Seungwoo’s face has darkened.

You can tell he doesn’t want to say it, but he does anyway.

“You’re going out with some guy the day after I’m enlisting.”

His words dissolve into the air as you try to think of an adequate response. All you can manage is a weak, “So?”

Seungwoo looks confused, like he thought everything would be crystal clear after his lone statement. But you’re not one to assume, and you’re certainly not about to let him off the hook for his attitude.

“I just thought that, with me leaving…” he trails off lamely, feeling embarrassed to even think it. You’re getting frustrated, though, and finish for him.

“What, you thought I’d go into mourning?”

“No! Well--”

“Snoo, you’re my best friend, and you’re leaving. For two years! What am I supposed to do exactly?”

Seungwoo winces at the mention of your friendship, his fingers twitching at his sides. He still can’t bring himself to look at you.

“You think it isn’t going to suck without you? That I won’t be thinking about you when I’m hanging out with anyone else?”

You’re raising your voice without meaning to. But you’re so frustrated, and desperate--why won’t he just fucking look at you?

“Do you think I’m not worried sick about you, or us being friends? Like what if it’s just not the same when you get back? Or we stop talking while you’re gone?”

“That’s not going to happen,” he answers, his voice sharp.

“How do you know?”

“Because I won’t let it. You’re always going to be in my life.”

“I don’t know, Seungwoo. You’re going to be in a new city, making new friends, probably meeting loads of new girls--”

Seungwoo finally, finally, looks up at you.

“What-- Why would you say that?”

“The same reason you got pissy when I said I was going on a date,” you muttered, just loud enough for him to hear. Seungwoo’s eyes widen, and he looks away again. But you’re not going to let him avoid you, or the problem, any longer.

“Look at me,” you demand. He does.

“What am I supposed to do?” Your voice cracks when you repeat yourself. Seungwoo takes a slow step towards you, his hands leaving his sides.

“Do you think I really want to go out with someone? Do you think I’m gonna want to leave the house at all, when you go?”

Seungwoo is right in front of you, his hands coming up to your elbows. You reach up and touch his shirt without thinking.

“I don’t want to be that far away from you,” you breathe. Seungwoo’s face is painted with a mixture of concern and relief. Concern because you’re hurting, and that breaks his heart. Relief because he knows there’s more than one way to say I love you.

And then he’s kissing you.

Seungwoo’s hands rise to your face, cradling you as his lips cover yours. He’s sweet and gentle, and everything about the simple action feels like coming home.

You hold onto his forearms and kiss him back, eventually threading a hand through his hair. Tears wet both your faces, but they don’t matter anymore. Nothing else matters anymore. Not your date, not the years of pent-up tension, not the future, not anything.

When you part the kiss, Seungwoo holds you close. His lips brush over yours just slightly, and your noses bump. You feel lighter than feathers, still hanging on to him for fear that you might float away.

“I can promise you right now,” Seungwoo breathes, “I haven’t gone a single day for over a year without being in love with you.”

You chuckle, blinking away the last few tears. Seungwoo kisses you again briefly, and smiles for the first time all evening.

“And I’m not going to spend a single day away not being in love with you.”

You’re breathless but you beam up at him, hands resting on his shoulders. His words don’t seem real--this entire moment feels too good to be true.

“Promise?” Is all you can say. Seungwoo nods, grinning.

“Promise. Now can we get those snacks and go back? The guys are gonna be so proud.”

You laugh and take his hand.

The two of you talk as you walk, discussing what this means and how it’s going to work. It seems like a foregone conclusion that you’ll talk every day and visit when you can, no matter where he’s stationed after training.

You buy chips and candy, and return to the dorms. Though you don’t discuss things with the others, it’s obvious that you worked things out. The tension is gone, replaced by easy conversation and snacking. Seungsik and Hanse both smile at you over their laptop screens.

Eventually, they both say their goodnights, leaving you and Snoo to yourselves. He yawns and asks you if you’re tired. When you nod, he hesitates before speaking.

“Would you maybe want to sleep over? Not like that, or anything, just… we don’t have a lot of time, you know?”

“I’d love to,” you answer. He smiles and takes your hand, leading you to his room. He gives you one of his shirts, telling you to keep it in the morning, and turns around while you change.

Seungwoo insists on laying down first, so you can clamber in after and immediately snuggle up to him. You do so without complaint, still in disbelief at how things turned out.

You had been right without meaning to be. Your relationship with Seungwoo wouldn’t be the same. But you never could have dreamed it would be for love, and not loss.

Sure, you would be losing him in a way. But not right now. Right now, his arms are around you, and he’s smiling into your hair. Probably halfway to sleep already. His shirt smells nice--the fabric is warm and soft on your face. You relax into Seungwoo and try to imagine a day two years from now.

When you’re jumping into his arms, and he’s twirling you around like he does. When he can come home with you and never have to leave again.

I hope you all enjoyed! Thanks for reading, and check back in soon for more :) 

[biaswreckingfics]

exes prompt #10 with victon han seungwoo please. thank u ✨

Seungwoo + Fluff

(You invite me over to babysit your baby brother/sister because I was the only one who managed to calm her down)

You knock on the apartment door three times and step back, already cringing as you listen to Seungwoo's little sister scream from the other side. You knew your ex would only call you if he was at his wit's end, and from the sounds you are hearing, you're sure he's close.

The door flies open, revealing a stressed-out Seungwoo, and allowing the screaming to get twice as loud. You hurriedly step in and search for the source of the noise, quickly finding his little sister in the corner of the living room.

She lets out an even louder scream at the appearance of a new person, but it quickly dwindles when she realizes it's you. Her blubbering starts to slow down and she sniffles as she starts to catch her breath. You slowly approach her, in hopes to not set her off again, and crouch down to her level when you feel like you're close enough.

She watches you closely as she wipes at her eyes. Her face is beat red and snot is coming out of her nose, but she's still as cute as you remember.

"Hey, sweetheart," you say, opening your arms for her.

The second she hears your voice, she runs straight at you, throwing her little arms around your neck. You scoop her up and hold her tightly before turning to face Seungwoo with a victory smile plastered on your face.

He stands off to the side, watching the two of you with a small smile of his own. The smile that still manages to affect you, even though the two of you haven't been together in a while.

"Thank you so much. I couldn't think of anyone else that'd be able to help me calm her down like you do. I hope it wasn't too much trouble for you to come over here," he tells you while slowly approaching.

"Not at all. You know how much I adore her."

Seungwoo reaches a hand up and pets the back of his little sister's head, causing her to shove her face into your neck some more. You lean your head against the top of hers and smile at Seungwoo, not knowing that his heart is pounding in his chest at the sight.

[httphyucks]

So em for the fic game “strange addiction” with seungwoo from victon fwb! au if I may ask

★ TITLE: strange addiction

★ GENRE: smut, romance, fwb!au, college!au

★ SYNOPSIS: what was suppozed to be a one time thing becomes something you can’t get enough of, finding yourself sneaking seungwoo in at night and out by the time your parents wake up in the morning.

★ WARNINGS: explicit smut, fem reader, fingering, oral (both receiving), unprotected sex (use protection kids), multiple orgasms, almost getting caught, lots of kissing, marking, choking, daddy kink, finger sucking, aged down seungwoo (19 years old)

★ WORD COUNT: 8k+

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Borboletas de lá e cá entre amores que envolvem-me

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