#jungwon soft hours

[ynsvnte]

Mr. Yang, Is that you?: 15. NEW HAIR NEW TEE NEW MAN!?

Warnings: jealousy, misunderstanding, swearing

Wc: 253

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You were walking away, trying to avoid Jungwon as much as you can ever since you found out. You look back making sure you weren’t being followed by anyone. Facing forward, you continue walking. You take a brief break.

You check your phone seeing your friends spam messaging you asking where you went. You shake your head, you were busy on your phone, until that’s when you felt a tap on your shoulder. Panicked, you slowly turned around only to be met with an unfamiliar face.

Well, not unfamiliar you see him around campus, just you don’t know his name or him personally at all. You calmed down. Glad it wasn’t Jungwon. Or you would’ve ran. You raise a brow.

“Anything you need?” You ask softly to meet eyes with the boy. You noticed his hazel eyes. You admired them, they were very pretty. You shook your thoughts real quick upon hearing him speak up.

“Yeah..I was wondering..if you knew where..the library was…” oh—library..? “Oh, yeah..Just walk down there and just take a left, it should be the first building on the right..” You say pointing towards the direction.

The boy nodded.. “Thank you so much..I’ve never been there before..be the way I’m.. Joseok” Joseok..interesting.. “Yeah no problem..I’m yn..” you introduced yourself. “Don’t worry I know..well I’ve got to get going..” Joseok said at last before walking away.. you stared at him walking away.. you smiled lightly before walking where you were headed.. home.

Synopsis: You were playing Roblox until you started having beef with one player that goes by the name "mryangslays193" determined to beat the player in the game. What happens if you go to class and find out it's your crush Yang Jungwon who is the owner of the account ..?

Notes: HEY— 11 pm rn soo yeah had nothing to do and I’m trying to post more like before soo you’ll better be waiting for my fast return as I stress over here 🤓

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[jaeyunverse]

kiss cam

pairing: yang jungwon x fem!reader

genres: fluff, frenemies to lovers, high school au, basketball au

wc: 3770

warnings: profanity, mentions of kidnapping

summary: you were fully prepared to spend valentine’s day alone. yang jungwon was fully prepared to blow your mind.

note: i know i’m off season but i still hope y’all enjoy <3

masterlist

It was Valentine’s Week and you were absolutely, extremely, horribly miserable.

You didn’t particularly care about the celebrations, but the feeling of loneliness first began to creep in when the student council appointed a Valentine’s Day Dance committee and made them decorate the entire school. 

There were banners and streamers hanging everywhere. The culinary club was selling heart-shaped cookies and the broadcasting club was busy urging students to get their dance invites every few hours. You wished the PA system would malfunction and they would finally shut up. 

Some boys even had the genius idea to capitalise Valentine’s Day and ask people out on behalf of the students who paid them for their services. They called themselves Cop-Your-Crush. 

Classes were being interrupted all day long. You were witnessing a grand proposal being made multiple times a day. Just today, you had seen three girls being asked out and each proposal had been better than the one before.

Karina got asked out through a song the choir group sang for her. She quite literally burst into tears because her boyfriend, Soobin, still remembered the song they had first kissed to. 

NingNing got asked out when a member of Cop-Your-Crush sweet-talked Mrs. Kim into letting him take over her presentation. He’d prepared a cute montage using the pictures provided to him by her boyfriend. 

Yeji got asked out by the cheerleaders. They had prepared a special cheer for her, courtesy of Heeseung, also a member of Cop-Your-Crush, and his girlfriend, Chaewon, who was cheer captain. They were both Yeji’s best friends and had spared no expense in helping her boyfriend deliver a memorable proposal. 

You thought the entire concept was corny, but it would have been nice to have someone ask you out too. You didn’t even have any expectations. Just a simple Hey, will you be my date to the Valentine’s Dance? would have sufficed. 

Needless to say, you were irritated and cranky. You were debating begging your mom to let you skip school tomorrow. It was the thirteenth of February, so Valentine’s spirit was definitely going to be at an all-time high. 

You slammed your locker door shut. Slumping against it, you clutched your books to your chest and sighed deeply. If only you had the courage to ask your crush to the dance. It was sort of surprising that he still didn’t have a date. 

He was really attractive and really popular. You wondered why—

“Keep moving, dummy,” a voice popped from behind you, and you couldn’t help the groan that left your mouth. Deciding to not acknowledge the person further, you pushed yourself off the locker and turned to leave in the opposite direction. However, they seemed to have different plans for you. Throwing an arm around your neck, Yang Jungwon twisted you around and said, “Class is this way.” 

“Piss off, Yang,” you snapped, trying to not stumble as he dragged you along. 

“Are you coming to the basketball game tonight?” Jungwon inquired.

He wasn’t much taller than you, so when you glanced up at him, you found your faces only a few inches apart. “Why?” 

“We’re playing Riverside High. You know there’s a bet between our schools, right? Losers have to jump in the lake at midnight.” 

“Okay. Let me know if you lose and I’ll meet you there to enjoy your humiliation.” 

Jungwon narrowed his eyes and flicked your forehead. You let out a sound of protest and slapped his hand away. “You think you’re so funny.”

“I think I have better things to do,” you retorted. “I’m supposed to pick up my sister after her soccer practice and drive her to her friend’s house for a sleepover.” 

“That can be taken care of,” he answered immediately. “Riki will do the chauffeuring in your place.” 

You snorted. “No.” 

“C’mon!” Jungwon complained, moving to stand in front of you. You crossed your hands and raised an eyebrow. “I need you at the game tonight.” 

“Why?” 

“Because—” he hesitated— “because we always win when you’re watching from the stands. You’re our lucky charm.”  

Jungwon was making absolutely no sense. The Bears of Eastwood High were one of the best. They didn’t require lucky charms to win games. Besides, you’d never benefited from the so-called fortune Jungwon claimed you possessed. He definitely had an ulterior motive for wanting you at the court tonight. 

“You won the Christmas game,” you pointed out. “I wasn’t there that day. I was with my family at my childhood home.” 

“Well, I thought you were at the game,” Jungwon corrected. “That’s why we won.” 

You sighed and rolled your eyes. Stepping past his figure blocking your way, you said, “You need to get rid of these superstitions.”  

“Please!” he begged, following after you the way a lost puppy would. “Winning tonight would give us a ticket to regionals! Can’t you let me have this?” 

The desperation in his voice was so evident that you couldn’t help the crack that appeared in your resolve. You weren’t one to believe in luck, but you still carried an Omamori to stay safe. 

You hadn’t exactly been the recipient of any good fortune lately, but your life had been sailing smoothly. Come to think of it, you’d probably subconsciously begun to depend on the charm. 

You were a hypocrite for making fun of Jungwon’s superstitions. 

“Fine,” you relented. “I’ll come. But—” you added immediately upon seeing a wide grin replace the pout on his face— “after I’m done with my chores. I’m not leaving Hyeri with Riki. He crashed his car into a trashcan last week. I was with him. My life flashed in front of my eyes.” 

Jungwon looked slightly amused. “Do you think you might be able to make it before half-time?” 

“Easily.”

“Nice,” he popped. The two of you had arrived at your classroom, so he ruffled your hair and bid you goodbye before making his way towards his friend group. “I owe you one.”

“Yeah, you do,” you muttered to yourself.

You finished dropping your sister earlier than expected. 

Her soccer practice had run short and when you’d checked your watch after seeing her off, you’d realised that the first quarter of the game would be ending in a few minutes. 

You glanced up at the screen displaying the scores as you walked into the gymnasium. 

8-3. Eastwood High in the lead. 

Good luck was a scam. Shaking your head, you searched for your best friend, Eunchae, in the stands. Your eyes stopped on a girl who was aggressively waving her hands in the air. 

You smiled and waved back, making your way to her. 

“I was worried you’d be late,” Eunchae said. 

You hummed. “Hyeri finished her practactice early so I was able to get here quicker. I don’t even know why Jungwon asked me to come. We’re in the lead.”

“Better safe than sorry,” she popped. “Second quarter just started. We should pay attention.” 

You turned to look at the court. While you’d been talking to her, Riverside had scored a 3-pointer. Eastwood was only 2 points ahead now. 

You could hear both schools’ coaches screaming despite the loud noise of the audience. Cringing a little when Mr. Jung blatantly cursed at Jungwon and told him to get his head out of his ass, you decided Eunchae had been right about being better safe than sorry. 

“Timeout!” Riverside High’s coach yelled. “Timeout!” 

The whistle rang and the playing 5 went jogging over to the sidelines. Jungwon’s eye caught yours as he scanned the stands and you waved at him awkwardly. He smiled and waved back, looking rather relieved to see you. 

“You guys are so cute,” Eunchae commented.

You whirled on her. “Excuse me?” 

“I’m just saying!” she exclaimed, raising her hands defensively. “Jungwon and you would make a really good couple.” 

“What makes you think so?” 

“Other than the fact that he’s completely whipped for you?” Eunchae shrugged. “You’re into him as well. No! Don’t give me that look! I know you are. I’m not fucking blind, Y/N. You say he’s annoying but I don’t see you pushing him away. I think you love the attention he gives you.”

You crossed your arms over your chest, suddenly feeling awfully exposed. “You’re delusional.” 

“Am I though?” She raised an eyebrow. “You both are together all the time. You can pretend all you want, but I know your petty and childish banter is just a cover for the horrible amount of flirting that’s hidden underneath.”

“I don’t flirt with him!” 

“He flirts with you and you entertain him! You claim to dislike him but hang out with him at school everyday! An idiot could tell by looking at you how much you enjoy being around him.”

You glared at Eunchae. “I don’t appreciate being psychoanalysed.” 

“You just don’t appreciate the truth.” She shrugged. “I don’t know what’s stopping you from asking him out to the dance, but I hope you come to your senses. You don’t wanna regret missing out on someone who cares so much for you.”

Thankfully, the whistle rang before you could formulate a reply. The game began again, and you focused your attention on the court. 

It was Eastwood’s way and the ball was in Jungwon’s hand. He aimed high and his eyes set on Jake who was standing at the far end of the court. However, instead of throwing the ball with all his might, he only flicked his wrist. 

The ball bounced between a Riverside player’s legs, and Heeseung, who was waiting a little behind him, grabbed the ball immediately. Instead of dribbling, the boy passed the ball right back to Jungwon. 

Jungwon caught it without stopping and sprinted to Eastwood’s side of the court. Your jaw dropped when you saw him manoeuvre his way through Riverside’s defence so flawlessly. Even though you’d watched him play multiple times, you’d never really been able to comprehend how good he was. 

He’d covered the court by himself without needing to stop or backtrack. It was as if he knew the opponent’s move even before they decided to make it. 

The crowd went wild the moment Jungwon executed the layup effortlessly. The whistle for half-time blew a few moments after and Eunchae turned to you. 

“That was so good!” she squealed. “He could go pro so easily!”

“He could,” you agreed. “He really is very good.”

You had to admit—watching Jungwon in his element made your heart beat at speeds you didn’t even know it was capable of reaching. You convinced yourself it was the adrenaline and the anticipation from watching the game. Your dad never sat still whenever he watched his favourite team play in the World Cup. 

“It’s time for the Kiss Cam.” Eunchae nudged you with her elbow. You turned to look at the big screen hanging from the roof of the gymnasium. The camera focused on Juyeon and Chaeyeon. The couple grinned and pointed at their recording on the screen in excitement before the latter grabbed the former’s collar and pulled him into a kiss. 

You felt a smile form on your face. You’d always thought the two of them were one of the cutest couples in your school. 

The camera then focused on Mr. Hwang, your biology teacher, and Mrs. Jung, your calculus teacher. You hooted and joined everyone else in the stands as they encouraged the two teachers to kiss. 

Whoever had decided the Kiss Cam victims was a genius. Mr. Hwang and Ms. Jung were the youngest faculty members in your school. It was a popular opinion amongst students that they looked cute together. Some even placed bets on whether it would be Mr. Hwang to make the first move or Ms. Jung. 

Naturally, the two of them didn’t kiss. They just smiled in embarrassment and waved at the camera, asking it to focus on someone else instead. 

You waited eagerly to see who the drone would target next. A jolt passed through your body when you saw yourself on the screen. 

Eyes widening, you shook your head and tried to tell them that you were single. The camera didn’t move despite your protests, instead zooming out to include Eunchae in the frame instead. 

You paused. 

Looked at her.

Considered. 

Raised an eyebrow. 

“I’m down if you—”

“To your left, you idiot!” she exclaimed, grabbing your shoulders and whirling you around. 

Yang Jungwon was standing in front of you with flowers in his hands. His hair was dripping with sweat and his cheeks were flushed. He was panting, but there was a shy smile on his face.

Your heart stopped as he got down on his knees and the entire gymnasium burst into cheers. 

“Hey,” he popped. 

“Hey,” you answered with much effort. Then added stupidly, “You’re on your knees.” 

“No comment about the flowers?” 

“Not when you’re on your knees for me in front of the entire school.” 

“Oooh, I didn’t know you were so kinky.”

“I didn’t know this was why you begged me to come to the game.” 

He laughed and the sound was like music to your ears. You were nervous. You were rambling. There was no way he was going to ask you to the dance. He wouldn’t be stalling so much if he was. He wouldn’t—

Oh. 

He was giving you time to wrap your head around what was happening. This was clearly intended to be a well-planned surprise meant to catch you completely off-guard. He—

“Yeah, I would’ve been really bummed out if you hadn’t shown up. My efforts would have been for nothing.” 

“So I’m not actually your lucky charm?” 

“Of course, you are. I feel the luckiest when I’m with you.” Your chest swelled with an emotion you couldn’t identify. The gymnasium faded into the background and all you could hear was the sound of your heart thudding against your ribcage and Jungwon’s voice as he asked, 

“Will you make me lucky again by accompanying me to the Valentine’s Dance?” 

The game had ended twenty minutes ago. 

Eastwood had won by 10 points. You’d thought the difference was pretty good but your Mr. Woo, your school’s coach, didn’t seem to share your opinion. He’d claimed that Riverside never even should have been able to get within 15 points of Eastwood.

He’d been especially tense in the second half of the third quarter when the opposition had begun scoring back to back baskets. It had all worked out in the end nonetheless, all thanks to Yang Jungwon, the MVP of the match. 

You still couldn’t believe he’d asked you out and you refused to believe he’d done it in such a grand way. 

He was the definition of a jock and goofed around in school all day long. He was charming, sure, but you’d never known he was capable of pulling off something this big. 

You’d never even suspected he was a romantic. 

Your phone dinged and you unlocked it to check who was texting you. 

[eunchae]: wya? 

[y/n]: parking lot!! are u here? i’m leaning against my car

[eunchae]: noo i’m home :( btw are u still waiting for him?? 

[y/n]: yeah he asked me to but the team hasn’t come out of the gym yet

[eunchae]: yikes i heard mr. woo was hella mad we only won by 10 points.. maybe he’s yelling at the players right now

[y/n]: i’m p sure he is LMFAO

Your fingers hovered over your phone’s screen as you waited for Eunchae to type her reply. However, before she could send it, you felt the device being grabbed from your hand. 

“What the—” you started, but relaxed when you saw Jungwon standing in front of you with an amused expression on his face. “Yang.”

He quirked an eyebrow. “Someone could have easily kidnapped you, you know?” 

“We live in the most boring part of the town.” You snorted. “Baek Seung threatening to chop his neighbour’s tree on local TV was the most interesting thing that happened this year.”

“That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be on your guard,” Jungwon said and moved next to you, leaning against the side of your car as well. He was wearing black sweats and a red hoodie. He smelt of cheap soap and his hair was damp, making you realise that he had probably showered. “Besides, Baek Sung actually followed through. We have a real criminal in our ranks.” 

“Didn’t you literally let five sheep loose in our middle school three years ago?” 

“That was just a harmless middle school graduating prank.”

“There’s no such thing as a middle school graduating prank.”

“Tell that to the current 8th graders who are planning their prank. I hear they’re going to stuff the hallway outside the principal’s office with helium balloons so she won’t be able to leave.”  

You stared at him, a small smile playing on your lips. Jungwon’s eyes dropped to your mouth for a millisecond before he looked into your eyes again. 

“Why did you ask me to the dance?” you asked and turned on your side to face him. It was a stupid question but you were genuinely curious. 

Eunchae was right before. Jungwon flirted with you all the time and you always entertained him. You enjoyed the attention he gave you. But if this thing between you was just platonic, and if it was never going to progress into something real, you needed to know now. 

You didn’t want to hope and wait for something that was never going to happen. 

“Sunoo said I was an idiot for not shooting my shot with you,” he replied and turned on his side too. “He threatened to make a move on you if I didn’t get my shit together before Valentine’s Day.” 

You snorted. 

“Oh, also,” Jungwon added. “I really, really like you.” 

You felt a tidal wave of emotions override your senses. Euphoria, nervousness, breathlessness, giddiness, uncertainty and this inexplicable urge to squeal washed over you. 

Your heart went haywire inside your chest when Jungwon leaned closer to you and dipped his head so that his face was right in front of yours. 

“You’re blushing,” he whispered. 

You squeaked and buried your face in your hands. He grabbed your wrists and gently moved them out of the way. “Can I kiss you?” 

“I think that would be a health hazard,” you croaked, looking at anywhere but him. “My heart is beating concerningly fast right now. What if I drop dead?” 

“I can do CPR.” 

The corner of your mouth quirked up in a small smile. Your heart beat slowed down and you began feeling at ease. You wondered if Jungwon could tell that this was the first time someone had confessed to you. 

The entire concept of dating and being in a relationship was foreign to you. You doubted Jungwon had much experience in the field himself since he’d only had one girlfriend in kindergarten, but he seemed confident. 

You trusted him to take over the wheel and guide you through the strange waters of love. 

“Okay,” you breathed and closed your eyes. “Kiss me.” 

His hands cupped your cheeks, his soft lips brushing against yours. You sucked in a breath and just stood there, not really knowing what to do. 

Your hands itched to grab onto something, so you shifted closer to Jungwon and clutched the front of his hoodie in your fists. 

He smiled against your mouth as you rose on your toes and tilted your head to the side. 

But then you realised something and hastily broke the kiss. Jungwon stared at you in confusion, but before he could ask what was wrong, you blurted, “I like you too.” 

There was a pause. He didn’t say anything for a long moment, so you clarified, “I thought I should make that clear. I mean, you confessed but I didn’t confess back even though I feel the same way and what if you thought I wasn’t into you. I am into you, by the way. I’ve been crushing on you since forever but I never knew how to say it—” 

Jungwon swooped in for a second kiss and you melted in his arms. You could get used to the feeling of his lips on yours. They fit together perfectly.  

“You are so cute.” He giggled after detaching his mouth from yours. Resting his forehead against yours, he continued, “Eunchae told me last week. She urged me to confess because she knew your stubbornness would never allow you to make the move.” 

“What?” you exclaimed, jerking away from him. “Where’s my phone? Give me my damn phone, Yang!” 

He grabbed arms before you could lunge at him and search him for your device. “Relax!”

“I’m going to kill her!” 

“Why?!” 

“Because—” you sputtered, struggling to get out of his grip— “because it’s embarrassing! I was pretending to not like you but you knew I was crushing on you the entire time!” 

“It’s not embarrassing!” Jungwon said. “It’s normal—Y/N stop!” 

You let your body fall limp in his arms. “I’m going home. I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

“You’re seriously not going to let Eunchae’s nosiness stop us from having our first date, are you?”  

“What?” you asked and moved out of his grip.

He shrugged and shoved his hands into pockets. “It’s nothing special. I was going to ask if you wanted to go out for some food.” 

“Oh,” you replied blankly. “Don’t you have a celebratory dinner with your team though?” 

“I can ditch them.”  

“You shouldn’t.” 

“Let me correct myself: I already ditched them. I want to spend tonight and celebrate with you.” 

Your heart swelled with happiness. “Really?” When was the last time someone outside of your parents prioritised you? You genuinely couldn’t remember. 

“Of course. Do you wanna get some McDonald’s?”

You nodded, but before he could make his way to the passenger’s seat of your car, you said, “Just so you know, I feel the luckiest when I’m with you too.” 

Yang Jungwon kissed you for the third time, and by no means was it the last, or even close to the last one you shared that day.  

[lilacnini]

˚୨୧⋆｡ HOW TO KISS A GIRL

₊˚⊹ notes ~ childhoodbestfriend!jungwon x fem!reader ⋆⭒ warnings: kisses, mentioning jungwon liking another girl, reader is a bit oblivious l ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 word count: 300+꩜⋆ ˚｡⋆˚ genre: fluff, child hood friends to lovers

"HOW DO YOU KISS A GIRL?" jungwon asked nervously, making you choke on your water. you coughed, trying to clear your throat.

"kiss?" you raised your eyebrows, feeling your heart sink. It was clear he liked someone else, asking such a basic question to you, his best friend and secret crush since age 5. your dream of romance shattered.

"yeah, kiss..." jungwon coughed awkwardly, making your heart heavier.

"oh..." your voice trailed off, thinking of what to say. "just go with the flow," you suggested. Jungwon thought for a moment and then paused.

"should I try with my crush, then?" he asked, leaving you puzzled.

"she's here?" you questioned, looking around the park.

"yeah, so should I?" Jungwon asked. your heart sank further, realizing he was about to kiss his crush right in front of you.

"yeah, you should," you replied, feeling burdened but determined to make Jungwon happy. Your hopes of him asking you out vanished.

and then it happened. In seconds of advising Jungwon to kiss his crush, you felt his lips on yours. everything clicked; you were his crush. It was unexpected, a rush of warmth flooding through you. his lips were soft against yours, and for a moment, the world stood still. frozen, you felt his cheeks burn as he pulled away.

"jungwon..." you began, but he interrupted.

"okay, if you don't have mutual-"

"I like you too, Jungwon. I've liked you since the beginning," you confessed, surprising him.

"me too," his cheeks flushed. "So, what are we?"

"maybe we'll figure it out after this," you said, leaning in for another kiss. the touch of his lips on yours sending a shiver down your spine, his lips perfectly fitting yours. everything was truly perfect.

[jwnstars]

— life as jungwons gf !

imagine !! what I think it’s like to be the girlfriend of yang jungwon <3 (this is for @hoonwhile my wife)

jungwon! who always clings onto you like a lost puppy whenever you guys are out

jungwon! who always have an excuse to bring you up in any conversation, if not, he has not a single topic to talk about

jungwon! who hates “I love you” because it’s so overused it feels like it has no meaning, so he always uses “I adore you, I cherish you, I like you.”

jungwon! who makes sure you know your the prettiest girl in the world

jungwon! who treats you like your the only girl in the world

jungwon! who doesn’t hesitate to talk about stuff your to scared to address (in simple words, won is literally the reassuring bf.)

jungwon! who looks at you like he could just watch you forever and not complain one bit

jungwon! the type to learn a hobby or something just to do it with you

jungwon! the type to always have his face lit up and eyes sparkle when he sees you

jungwon! to spoil you with any type of affection, whether gift giving, or physical touch, he would do anything just for the expense of your happiness

jungwon! he always has to be close to you. he needs to be kissing you or be next to you or just feeling your touch

jungwon! who falls in love with you every time he sees you

jungwon! who is constantly cold to any girl who approaches him but is the sweetest to only you

jungwon! keeps all the stuff you make him, letters, crocheted items, you name it, he keeps them like pokemon cards they are the most precious thing to him ever

jungwon! who listens to every playlist you make him, his music taste is just yours

jungwon! who keeps the relationship private but not secret

jungwon! who hates when you tease him or call him cute but it’s obvious that he loves it

jungwon! who hates to see you with other guys but loves it when your with his members

jungwon! loves back hugs. he back hugs you and plans on never letting go

jungwon! who thinks communication is key and you can always rely on him

jungwon! as the 2 in 1 package, can be a boyfriend, can be a funny annoying bsf

jungwon! who would be the best boyfriend in the world that cherishes you like your a princess

@ jwnstars . . !! all rights reserved

OK BHHSGS 🤧🤧 that was so fun to make and envisioning how yjw would be like if he was actually your bf… thank u for reading mwa mwa !!

[niki-phoria]

THE FIRST TIME I'VE EVER SEEN LOVE AND THE LAST I'LL EVER NEED

pairing: jungwon x gn!reader genre: fluff word count: 409

notes: reader wears lipstick, inspo from that one tiktok trend lol, happy birthday wonie <3

you can feel the heat of jungwon’s blush against your fingertips as you cradle his face in your hands; the colour of your lipstick nearly blends into his flushed skin. “hold still,” you murmur, resisting the urge to laugh once again as jungwon continues to squirm. 

“i’m sorry,” he chuckles. his eyes shine as he smiles brightly, settling beside you once again. “it tickles.”

you turn to glance in the mirror across from you, using the opportunity to reapply the colour to your lips. little smudges against the corners of your mouth match the lipstick marks decorating jungwon’s face and neck. 

“this was your idea, you know,” you tease. jungwon’s smile grows when you wrap your arms around his shoulders, pressing yet another fleeting kiss to his cheek, just beneath his eye.

his laughter lingers in the room as you reach over to grab your phone, quickly opening your camera and propping it up against a nearby cup. jungwon shuffles across the couch next to you, gingerly wrapping his arms around your waist and propping his head against your shoulder.

you startle slightly when he leans in, pressing a chaste kiss against your neck. he moves so quickly you almost miss it entirely, had the evidence not been there in the form of a small smirk tugging at the corners of jungwon’s lips and a blush that threatens to crawl up to his ears. 

“are you ready?” he murmurs, relishing in the way your embarrassment mirrors his own.

turning to face jungwon once again, you can’t help but study his features. the universe seems to spread impossibly throughout his dark eyes. without the thick layer of makeup that usually coats his skin, you can see all of the “imperfections” that make him human. a hint of your lipstick mixes into the natural pink of his lips; the colour making them somehow even more inviting. 

a few more moments pass before you hum softly. “you’re missing something.” 

all of jungwon’s questions die on his tongue when you lean in. the soft gasp that catches in his throat makes you smirk against his skin. the stain the kiss leaves is deeper than the others; a faint mark of your lips against his skin now lingers. “there,” you murmur, nonchalantly turning back to readjust your phone’s camera angle. “now we’re ready.”

jungwon chuckles beneath his breath, leaning in to pull you into one final chaste kiss. “let’s make one of you next.”

notes (cont): mini apology fic for disappearing, i have no excuse i was just depressed lol this is not proofread so pls forgive any mistakes !!

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╰─▸ ❝ mine ❞ - ,, yang jungwon

pairing bf!jungwon x gn!reader ୨୧ genre secret relationship, idol au ୨୧ wc 733 ୨୧ warnings pushy heeseung, jealous and sfw!possessive jungwon req; hii can you write possesive bf jungwon?

. . . . . -ˋˏ ✎ author's note! more jealous than possesive, sorry !!

you entered the restaurant with niki, his shoulder brushing against yours as you walked beside him. they had all invited you to celebrate their latest music show win with a new song over dinner. seeing them triumph made you especially happy, given the nonstop work you had witnessed them put in over the past weeks.

niki gave your back a pat as you split to take your seats at the table. you both were slightly tardy due to traffic, and since niki was your closest friend among them, he had promised to pick you up.

your bond with the group had grown mainly because niki was like a brother to you, and vice versa. you both had met during training days, and unable to resist niki's lost eyes, you took care of him, creating a sibling-like bond. after the boys got into i-land, you decided to give up on being an idol and decided to focus on producing music. 

seated at the table, heeseung was on your right, sunoo on your left, jay in front of you, and jungwon right next to him, offering you a soft smile when your eyes met.

you were about to initiate a conversation with jungwon when heeseung spoke up.

“did you see our performance?” he asked, looking directly at you. you nodded, your mind filled with images of jungwon looking angelic on stage. wanting to clear your mind, you planned on complimenting jungwon later, as you grabbed the menu, your focus shifting to the dishes.

heeseung continued to ask you questions, and although you had nothing against him, he sometimes pushed your limits, especially today.

as the food arrived, you dove in immediately, realizing it was your first meal of the day. it had been a busy day in the studio, and you had forgotten to eat, engrossed in your work.

while some of them took pictures of the food, chatted, or simply enjoyed the meal, heeseung seemed incapable of keeping his mouth shut.

"so, anything changed, y/n? finally found someone?" he asked, once again, earning him an annoyed look from you. heeseung had always been interested in your love life, sometimes dropping hints that he was clearly interested in you.

your relationship with jungwon had to be kept as a secret, simply because it was easier for both of you. being friendly in public was safer, enhypen was getting more popular, obsessed fans or media almost always following them. you didn’t want to start rumors. 

"if you didn't know, i'm here—" heeseung began.

"you're not my type," you cut him off, prompting laughter from the rest of the group. as they teased heeseung, you looked towards jungwon.

a shiver travelled down your spine, jungwon looked scary. a slight furrow between his brows, his eyes piercing through heeseung and mouth slightly open, as if he was in disbelief. 

“c’mon, y/n. stop joking around, you’re just too shy to admit that you have a crush on me,” heeseung bounced back, but not really saving himself from the embarrassment caused by your words and (almost) everyone laughing.

jungwon shifted his gaze to you, waiting for your response. panicking, you'd seen him annoyed with other members before, and being the leader, he had an intimidating presence. but he had never looked at you like that. frozen, chopsticks in hand, holding a piece of meat in the air, you waited for magic to happen to get you out of this situation.

“heeseung, switch your seat with me.” 

jungwon's rough voice made everyone look at him as he stood up. heeseung obeyed, still confused, as it was evident on his face. your boyfriend finally sat next to you, and you felt slightly relieved.

"is our leader jealous?" jake spoke, quickly silenced by jungwon's gaze.

your boyfriend almost forcibly took your hand, interlocking your fingers and resting his elbow on the table for everyone to see. you gasped quietly, looking at jungwon, who didn't spare you a glance, his eyes focused on heeseung.

"we're dating," he declared loudly and firmly. "don't ask them such questions. i don't want to hear that. if you ever make them uncomfortable again, i'll make sure you never see them again."

heeseung nodded, and for a couple of minutes, it was very quiet. everyone focused on their food, the atmosphere heavy and awkward. jungwon placed your interlocked hands on his thigh, holding you tightly for the rest of the evening.

niki broke the silence, asking how you and jungwon started dating, and from there, everyone went back to normal—making jokes, having regular conversations, but mostly poking fun at heeseung and his big ego.

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not the coughing disease! (jungwon)

PAIR. non-idol!jungwon x gn!reader GENRE. fluff, established relationship, reader is sick and jungwon is doing his absolute most to help you recover WORD COUNT. 1.1k WARNINGS. none :) NOTES. finally wrote about the loml i love jungwon IN WHICH: you? sick and miserable? under jungwon's watch? impossible.

the door to your room creaks open, and yang jungwon shivers as he peeks inside, holding something behind his back. he looks around the room, his eyes taking in the empty water bottles stacked around your armoire, then to the open window allowing frigid air to breeze inside. 

“it’s freezing,” he says absent-mindedly, unsure of what to do first. he obliges with running over to sit on the side of your bed, staring at you with kind eyes.

“what’re you doing in here?” your voice is hoarse as you speak, and you cough suddenly. you jerk your head to the side, leaning up as your chest contracts. “you can’t be in here won, you’re going to get sick—“

jungwon smiles at you with the same soft expression, putting his hands on your shoulders and pushing you back down. “stay here, you’re sick.” he sniffs, then looks around, amused. “the healing energy in your room is all wrong.” 

you give him a questioning look before sniffling. "since when were you into that kind of stuff?"

he ignores you as he glances at the cups, the empty bowls, and the tissues strewn along your floor. “[name], that’s disgusting.” he laughs, then grins. “i’m going to help you get better, you’ll see.” 

you sigh, reaching half-heartedly to shove him out. he leans to the side, nimbly dodging your hand. “i’m going to make you the best soup you’ve ever had, just like how jay hyung taught me”

you sigh, stuffing your pillow over your face. “you’re making it really hard for me to hide my feelings right now.” the pillow muffles your voice and jungwon starts to hum a melody he came up with in the kitchen, pots clattering against the stove and the fridge door opening and closing again. you catch him singing a little song about defeating the viruses in your body with the "absolutely amazing scrumptious show-stopping soup" he's making, laughing as he rhymes "fighting disease" with "i'll kick them with my feet".

soon enough, something wafts into your room, and it is strong enough, good enough, for even you to smell with your congested nose and throat that aches when you take in a breath. 

jungwon nudges the door open with the tip of his foot, stepping inside and carrying a tray with two bowls of soup. he places it on the desk beside your bed, then frowns as he remembers the state of your room.

he tsks, the nerve of him, and laughs as you struggle to sit up.  

“stop, stop—“ he says in between laughs, “let me help you.” he grabs a pillow that had fallen to the floor, then gently eases it behind your head, making it easier for you to sit up. 

he reaches for the first bowl of soup and gives it to you, and you smile up at him, taking a sip of the broth.

it’s chicken soup, your favorite. and like usual, jungwon is right, and soup does taste especially good when you’re sick. 

you turn to thank him, but he’s already working on your room, his back turned to you as he picks up the tissues from the ground and throws them one by one into the waste bin near the corner of your closet.

"this one's for you," he teases, turning toward your face as he aims the last tissue at the trash can from your bed. "i'm doing intense projectile motion physics calculations right now, jake taught me."

the tissue lands in its target in a perfect arc, leaving the two of you yelling and pointing at the successful landing in equal shock. jungwon was sure that this was a sign that physics was his calling. you insisted that he just got lucky.

with the ground now clean, he gathers the various cups ("i'll be right back!") and retreats into the kitchen, the faucet turning on as he washes the rest of your dishes and sets them out to dry. 

when he returns, he looks momentarily satisfied, and sits back on the corner of your bed, reaching for the second bowl of soup.

“i still can’t believe you didn’t tell me.” he looks at you as he eats, his brown eyes looking into yours.

you frown. “how did you find out?” 

jungwon straightens. “you left my message on delivered. right after i said "i love you" too. and you never do that!”

you smile sheepishly. “oh. that must have been when i was sleeping... i'm sorry wonie.” you hold his hand in yours, interlacing your fingers. "but that means i can just say it now right? i love you too, jungwon."

jungwon smiles, and a hint of adoration flickers in his eyes. “i figured you weren’t feeling well, i mean, either that or i had done some horrible offense in the past 24 hours— so i just dropped by to check on you anyway” his eyes sparkle, and he stands up. "you didn't leave your boyfriend on seen. i was about to septuple-text you, damn whatever those double-texting rules say."

you’re about to respond, but you cough from your attempt to laugh.  you hurry to set your bowl on the side of the desk and throw the covers aside, rushing over to the bathroom. 

jungwon can hear your coughing growing worse as you spit out phlegm, and he sighs, twisting his lips into a flat line. he looks at the window, sighing as he sees it open, and reaches to pull it shut. the glass is misty and speckled with raindrops, and he remembers just how cold it is outside. 

when your return, jungwon smiles at you holding a large, fluffy blanket. he throws it over your form as you lay back down, and he reaches for your phone to choose his favorite playlist. 

“won, put that down.”

he looks up at you, confused.

“my phone has germs. you’ll get sick.”

jungwon shrugs, continuing to browse through your music library.  his finger rests on the playlist with a photo of the two of you, and he clicks on it.  

“i remember this one,” he says with a huge smile on his face. “remember we made it together last year?”

you nod, already fighting away drowsiness.

the music fills your room, and you sigh, happy. jungwon is here, the music is soft and beautiful, and you’re happier than you’ve been in a long time. 

“thank you,” you finally breathe out, letting your eyes flutter shut as you doze off. "i love you so much."

when jungwon is sure you’ve fallen asleep, he reaches to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

“bye, [name]. i love you more.” 

he stands up, softly closing the door behind him. 

[jungwondazed]

time.

jungwon loves waking you up by making out with your body. 

he wakes before you on most mornings, when the room is dark, the birds barely chirping, and the sunrise just slightly peeking in through the blinds. he likes to pull you close when you seemed to escape his embrace during the night. one arm beneath you, wrapped around your whole waist and the other arm resting on your thigh. your neck is his favorite place to bury himself in, and he loves kissing it when he’s half awake, letting out low groans because you smell and taste so good to him. 

“missed you so much” he’ll breathe out in between his sloppy kisses, groping your body. he likes to fondle with your breasts, slipping his hand in between your little pajama tank top. you usually stir awake by now, barely opening your eyes and hearing his quiet whines as he makes his way to kiss up on with your navel. you lean your head back towards him once you realize what he’s doing, and he takes this as an opportunity to move his lips on the other side of your neck. you fall in and out of sleep as he progresses, barely catching the few words he mutters out such as “baby”, “pretty”, “beautiful, “mine”. jungwon is always needy and whiny in the early hours, and you remind yourself to return the favor the next morning. 

he kisses down your shoulders, all across your chest. the tip of his tongue teasing your skin as he licks stripes up and down and everywhere his mouth comes across. he peppers small kisses down your midriff because he knows how ticklish you get, kissing your sides and rubbing his hands where his mouth has traced.  when you finally wake up from your slumber, he smiles softly. his gaze almost in a drunken state, his eyelids lazy. this beautiful boy. his deep dimple and kind eyes. his slim and sturdy build. you think to yourself it may have been luck to have him, but jungwon always insists that there is no such thing as luck, but fate. 

getting up from almost making out with your pelvis, he brings his hand to either side of your face, caressing your cheek. he lowers himself down to bury his tongue deep in your mouth, moaning into you, almost out of relief. you almost choke back on his intimacy, his love and care translating from his mouth. jungwon likes to kiss you hard, especially when he misses you throughout the night. he gives it to you desperately to remind you how even in his sleep, when he isn’t conscious, he longs for you. 

“love my girl so much” he mumbles out while simultaneously sucking on your bottom lip. you’re sure it’ll bruise later, but in the heat of the moment it isn’t something worth caring about. hands touching you everywhere, engulfing your entire body into him, he moves his lips on yours, switching angles by turning his head every once in awhile to reach the deepest parts of you. 

you’re not sure how long these heated make out sessions last. with the stage of sleepiness still in your system, the intimacy of his mouth and whines clouding up your head, hours could pass and you wouldn’t have cared at all. with jungwon there is no sense of time, there are no mornings and sunrises and birds chirping, with jungwon on top of you kissing you like there is no tomorrow, there is only him. 

[hoonvrs]

SANDY CHEEKS — y. jungwon

req for 1k event!

PROMPT playing in a playground with jungwon ( based on his video )

PAIRING jungwon x gnr

GENRE est. relationship, comfort, fluff

WARNINGS the words fuck and ass appear once

W. COUNT 0.4k

S. NOTE his video <//3 the title is so goofy omfg

walks along the han river at ungodly hours wasn’t new to you, courtesy of yang jungwon. 

sure you’d stay up until the sun is almost rising, but actually leaving your house was never even an option because, why would you ever consider leaving your warm bed for the harsh cold wind? 

until yang jungwon became your boyfriend.

your boyfriend who seems to love walks along rivers past 1am where the moon hangs idly in the sky, preferring to walk along the streets without having them filled with people — or worse, kids.

now, relaxing in your bed as you read online was a thing of the past. slowly finding yourself unconsciously preparing an outfit suitable for the weather outside for when you inevitably receive that ‘be ready in 20, were going on a walk!’ text from jungwon.

you didn’t necessarily hate the walks themselves, it was the cold. good thing you had your boyfriend there to warm you, “babe look! they have a park!”

you followed behind, not like you had much choice when you’re intertwined hands were tucked safely in his jacket pocket forcing you to go after him. sure enough, there was a playground, nothing especially different from the parks that were near your apartment except one thing. 

no kids. 

“they have a zipline i'm going to piss myself,” jungwon screamed, wasting no time to separate your hands and leave you in the dust.

you huffed under your breath, it's hard to complain about the sudden lack of warmth when you have your boyfriend climbing up the kiddie ladder to position himself high with the biggest smile on his face, “why can't you say you’re excited like a normal person?”

“because it's not as eloquent,” and maybe the effects of being on a playground took a toll on his brain because he blew a fucking raspberry at you. like, full spit and sound, “film me!”

“okay, you overgrown child,” you said, pulling out your phone to start recording him not expecting much. 

maybe, you both should have taken into consideration that you were both adults in a children’s playground, so it shouldn’t have come as much of a surprise when jungwon jumped off of the mini tower with the rope between his legs to only make it half the way before his feet buried themselves into the sand — effectively throwing your boyfriend down flat onto the ground.

he got up with a wince on his face, patting his pants down as you began doubling over in laughter on the ground unable to hear him whining over yourself, “i think i got some sand in my ass.” that only made you laugh louder, feeling tears ready to fall at any minute, “happy to see you enjoy my misery.”

“aww, don’t sulk sandy cheeks, let's go home,” you patted his shoulder, walking off towards the pavement leaving him whining behind you.

“hey! don’t call me that!”

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# arguments w enha hyung line !! — part two (maknae line ver)

₊﹒ wc! 0.9k

₊﹒warnings! fighting, angst

₊﹒note! ty to my dookie @redm4ri for helping me with the members (im crying) luv ya my dooks

# lee heeseung

"It's not what you think," Heeseung pleaded, irritation visible on his face.

In his head, he thought he was right. But, boy, was he off. Both you and he went to a gathering, but he had ignored you the entire day and spent time with his best friend. You trusted Heeseung with your entire heart, and seeing him do this broke your heart into little pieces.

"She came back from the states two days ago, yn," He tried to reason, "I haven't seen her in four years, for fuck's sake."

"That is no excuse for you to ignore me, Hee," you sternly said.

"God, yn! Why can't you get it in your fucking brain? She and I are fucking friends!" He scoffed, frustrated as he brushed his hair back with his hands.

"Do you think I'm stupid? She looked like she wanted to kiss you! Are you kidding me?" It was your turn to scoff.

The tension thickened as hateful words spewed from each side.

"God, yn, why are you overreacting?" He asked, annoyed. "Stop being a fucking child; she's like a sister to me."

"Do you realize she spent more time with me? Of course, I'd miss her."

"Alright, if you miss her that much, feel free to go to her. I don't give two fucks anymore." And with that, you took your jacket once again and left the apartment.

₊﹒other members under the cut !!

# park jongseong

11:34.

The clock read.

He wasn't home yet.

Your worry grew more with every minute passing. The fact that Jay wouldn't pick up the thousands of your calls. You were a nervous wreck. You couldn't sleep at all. He was never late.

The door opened, finally.

In came a tired jay, his eyes worn out and his hair all ruffled up, his tie loose.

He took one look at you and his eyes automatically rolled.

"What the fuck Jay?" You spoke.

"God, please." He said. "Not now, yn. Im too fucking tired to hear your lectures."

"Jay?" You were astonished by his behaviour. He never spoke like this which took you off guard.

"Why are you speaking like that to me?" You asked, your heart heavy. "I was so worried about you, I called you a hundred times."

"God, I just don't wanna deal with this right now. I had a long day at work. " He massaged his temples as he started to head for the bedroom.

"You could've told me you were coming late."

"Stop being a fucking baby and stop being clingy. I'm a grown ass man. Your not my fucking mother."

You had nothing left to say. You gave him a stern look as your worried expression vanished. You headed to the bedroom and slammed the door not wanting to hear anymore out of your so called boyfriend's mouth.

# sim jaeyun

"Baby, can you please tell me what's wrong?" Your boyfriend pleaded due to the silent treatment you were giving.

You ignored him as usual, continuing to do the dishes.

"I would know whats wrong if you would tell me about it." His eyes holding a desperate plea.

You looked at him with disbelief written all over your face.

"How could you forget Jake?" You asked him, your voice sounding like a slight whisper.

"What?" He uttered with confusion.

"I waited for you all day last night. How could you forget?" You held back tears that threatened to spill out of your eyes.

"Forget what baby?" His eyes searched for some sort of answer from your face.

"Our anniversary Jake."

His eyes widened, as a wave of shock washed over him.

"I'm so sorry baby, It must've slipped out of my mind I-"

"It was raining Jake. I couldn't go outside because it was raining. I had to sit there at our date waiting for you to come. I had to go back home in the rain, Jake." You let out a sob. The familiar emotion of humility emerging over you.

"Yn, I'll make it up to you. It's not a big deal."

"It is, you asshole." You looked at him, tears leaving your eyes nonstop and you left the kitchen.

# park sunghoon

"Hoon please stop." You let out a mutter to your boyfriend, slightly tugging onto his hoodie.

You both were out with your friends and you and Sunghoon were having a good time until him and your friends started joking a little too much about you that made you uncomfortable.

"What? We're just having fun." He shrugged it off, laughing.

"No Hoon. I don't feel comfortable." A rush of insecurity roamed through you.

You tugged onto Sunghoon more which showed a bit of irritation on his face.

"God yn, learn how to take a joke." He said, a frown showing on his face.

"Please, I don't like when you talk about me like that infront of my friends."

"It's just a joke, babe."

"It's not Hoon." You sternly said.

"God! Stop being a fucking baby!" He yelled at you infront of your friends.

"Oh my god! Did yn's boyfriend just yell at her? Yikes.." One of your friends told the girl next to her.

You looked around and then back at Sunghoon. Shame washed all over you. You felt so humiliated, tears started to fall out of your eyes. Everyone's eyes were on you. You felt so isolated and outnumbered.

"I'm leaving." You told Sunghoon and with that you left.

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[ynsvnte]

Mr. Yang, Is that you?: Masterlist

Synopsis: You were playing Roblox until you started having beef with one player that goes by the name “mryangslays193” determined to beat the player in the game. What happens if you go to class and find out it’s your crush Yang Jungwon who is the owner of the account ..?

Pairing: crush!jungwon x fem!reader

Featuring: Sunoo & Niki, Zb1 Gyuvin, kep1er youngeun, weeekly jaehee, IVE Liz.

Genre: classmates to friends to lovers, crack, fluff, angst, Roblox, smau, college au

Warnings: swearing, mean jokes, teasing, kms/kys jokes, individual warnings will be added.

Status: On-going

Started: March 7 Ended: tba

Taglist: Open (send ask or comment to be added)

Notes: hey… 😏 Roblox theme bc Roblox 4 life. Umm I just finished my last smau that took 3 MONTHSSSS (shouldn’t have) ummm I excited where this one goes and I hope it doesn’t take long like ttsd 🙄 written chapters like usual

Profiles: BADDIES 🤺 , SHEva love club, privs

Chapters:

Preview

1. Sleek the weak

2. AYO WHAT THE-

3. Mr Yang Yang better watch out

4. He wants MEEE

5. HE IS WHO!?!

6. Nah I’m out

7. Crack and Snap

8. Yandere era

9. Uh oh stinky

10. On my soul

11. So you’ll admit it?

12. RAHH (in smol)

13. Bro needs to be stopped

14. I.h.h.a

15. NEW HAIR NEW TEE NEW MAN!? — written and smau

16. More to be added …

© ynsvnte copyright 2024

[jaeyunverse]

cat boy

pairing: yang jungwon x fem!reader

wc: 1882

genres: some fluff, mostly crack, enemies to lovers, neighbours au

warnings: profanity

summary: yang jungwon is pissed his cat likes you more than him. or, in which jungwon’s cat plays cupid and sets you up.

note: this is extremely unserious!!!! i only wrote it for funsies but i enjoyed the process a lot :) i hope the fic manages to bring a smile on your face hehe

masterlist

There was an angry-looking Yang Jungwon standing at your door.

You didn’t know why he was so pissed. You just knew you didn’t care.

“Your incessant knocking woke me up,” you replied dryly and leaned against the door frame, arms crossing over your chest. “You better have a good reason for ruining my sleep.”

“It’s five in the evening.”

“What’s your point?”

Jungwon’s jaw clenched, and the corner of your lip curled up a smirk. Provoking him was always so satisfying. Always so easy and entertaining.

It was crazy how he was the sweetest person with everyone else but the moment you opened your mouth, he glared at you and looked like he was plotting your death. The discrimination and harsh treatment you’d received from the boy upon moving into your apartment had hurt at first, but you’d soon learnt to take it with a grain of salt.

You’d learnt that it was way more fun to push his buttons and see just how far you needed to take things for him to reach his breaking point.

“Just shut the fuck up and listen to me,” Jungwon snapped, pointing an accusing finger at you. “I need you to stop playing with my cat. Do not touch her. Do not call her name. Do not do the weird fucking meowing thing you do where she meows back at you and you have those god awful meowing conversations. Do not—”

“Oh, yeah,” you interrupted and pretended to deeply think about something. “I think it was just yesterday that Cleo told me you were popping a vein over her liking me more than you. I must say, Yang, you have reached a level of pathetic I didn’t even know existed. Yelling at your neighbour because you don’t get validation from your cat? Tsk.”

Embarrassment and anger coloured the entirety of Jungwon’s face a deep red. “You don’t get it!” he exclaimed. “Cleo keeps clawing at the front door! She doesn’t even want to stay with me anymore. She stares at me with so much resentment because I don’t let her play with you all the time!”

“I’m confused,” you said, your eyebrows furrowing. “Why don’t you let her play with me if that’s why she hates you? Your problem has a very simple solution—”

“But she’s my cat!” he said, running a hand through his hair in frustration. He stepped closer to you, desperation evident on his features. “I don’t care if she plays with you, but the more she does, the more she realises that she’d rather have you take care of her.”

“Well,” you sputtered, a little taken aback by how much his cat’s preferences had distraught him. “If it’s any consolation to you, I don’t have the time or resources to look after Cleo, so she has no choice but to stay with you.”

“I don’t know how to make her love me again,” Jungwon mumbled to himself, not having heard you at all. “I know cats aren’t very loyal, but I didn’t think Cleo would dump me after everything we’ve gone through. I pay the landlord more money so she can keep staying with me without having to hide from anyone. I fought—”

“Yang!” you yelled and grabbed his shoulders. He snapped out of his reverie and looked at you in despair. You’d never thought you would feel bad for him, but you found yourself offering, “Do you want me to show you how I play with her? I don’t know why she prefers me over you, but maybe I’m doing something you aren’t. Maybe you’ll know what it is if we play with her together.”

Jungwon nodded eagerly. “Yeah, let’s go.”

“Now?” you asked incredulously. “I have to meet a friend for dinner.”

“Please,” he begged, and you didn’t think you’d ever heard him sound so hopeless before. “Just for ten minutes.”

You hesitated a bit for a moment, but then reluctantly agreed. “Ten minutes.”

Jungwon watched in awe as you interacted with Cleo. He couldn’t remember the last time he saw his ginger Ragamuffin so excited.

“Hey, Cleo,” you cooed, cupping her face in your hands. “How are you doing? How’s the most precious girl in the world doing?”

Cleo purred and leaned into your touch. Smiling, you caressed her cheeks and kissed her nose.

Gathering her in your arms, you stood up. The cat rested her head on your shoulder and closed her eyes.

“I really don’t see Cleo hating anyone,” you said to Jungwon, a small frown settling on your features. “I mean, look at her.”

He sighed and padded towards you, stopping only when he was right beside. His arm brushed against yours. “I don’t get it either.”

And then, as if to prove to you that he wasn’t lying about his cat having something against him, Jungwon lightly petted her.

Cleo’s eyes snapped open and her nails popped out. She pawed at him and he withdrew his hand immediately.

“Oh.”

“I don’t understand why she’s acting this way,” he lamented. “She was good to me until you came along!”

You scoffed in disbelief. “Are you seriously saying this is my fault? Did you even consider the possibility of you being a horrible owner?”

“You did not just say that!” Jungwon looked extremely offended, but you didn’t give a shit. You couldn’t believe he was blaming you for his problems.

“I don’t even need to say anything,” you sneered. “Cleo running away from you to me speaks volumes.”

You saw your neighbour’s jaw clench. His hands curled into fists at his side, and you wondered if you’d gone too far. You know he loved his cat; insinuating that he wasn’t taking good care of her probably hurt.

Besides, you knew it wasn’t true. Jungwon was a huge animal enthusiast. He’d looked after a turtle when he was five and had decided then and there that a career surrounded by animals was what he wanted. He was studying to be a veterinary doctor now.

Before you could open your mouth to apologise, he muttered, “I should have known this was a bad idea.”

Your blood boiled once again. “You really do have a knack for being the most ungrateful asshole anyone could ever come across, Yang.”

In your arms, Cleo meowed and lifted her head from your shoulder, staring daggers at her owner.

“Ungrateful?” Jungwon snorted in disbelief, not noticing the glares the Ragamuffin was sending his way. “You haven’t done anything since you came here! I don’t have shit to be grateful for.”

Cleo growled, and the boy finally acknowledged her anger.

You pointed a finger at Jungwon and fumed, “I take back what I said before. I do see Cleo hating you. You’re a little bitch who—”

“Oh, spare me.” He cut you off with a roll of his eyes, but you paid him no heed and continued,

“Maybe she’d like you better if you liked me better!”

The cat meowed again. The message was very clear. She agreed.

“I do like you...” Jungwon said defensively, but it was a pathetic attempt that convinced no one. Especially not Cleo.

“Yeah, sure.” You let out a humourless laugh. “You’ve obviously been a jerk to me from the very start because you think you’re the unapproachable, dark-haired, broody lead and I’m the sunshine who is supposed to make you open up.”

He gave you a sour look. “You’re not the sunshine.”

“And you’re not the main character you think you are. I’m not going to put up with your attitude anymore. Just stop being a dick and tell me what you have against me.”

Jungwon hesitated for a moment. You watched as he contemplated whether or not to tell you the real reason behind his grudge, and with each passing second, you slowly started to get a good idea of why.

You knew it was going to be something stupid.

He proved you right.

“I was trying to rent the apartment you’re living in. It has a better view and is way bigger. I live with a cat and you live alone—I thought it was unfair that the landlord chose someone who doesn’t even need the space.”

You were speechless for a while. You took your sweet time to wrap your head around the fact that Yang Jungwon was one petty son of a bitch.

“That’s it?” you finally asked. “You hate me because I snagged the apartment you wanted fair and square?”

He didn’t confirm. He didn’t need to.

You exclaimed, “Grow the hell up, Yang! So what if I got it? It’s been six months; move on!”

“You don’t need it as much as I do!” he protested.

“You don’t know that!” you said angrily. “You don’t know me! You never tried to.”

Jungwon opened his mouth to retort, but he didn’t really know what to say. He knew he was the one at fault. Maybe he should have apologised.

Too bad his stubbornness wouldn’t let him go down without a fight.

“It’s not like you ever tried to get to know me either,” Jungwon muttered.

“I brought you home-baked cookies the day I moved in. You said you didn’t want them and shut the door in my face. I invited you to my house-warming party too, but neither did you reply to my email nor show up. You really think I didn’t try to get to know you? To be friends with you?”

Your voice was laced with bitterness, but there were traces of genuine sorrow in it as well. The fire in your eyes from your bickering had winked out and you looked tired.

The boy found his resolve crumbling. Shame and guilt began to build claw at him from the inside. Maybe he had been unnecessarily harsh.

“I—uh..” Jungwon tried, “I’m sorry.”

You raised your eyebrows. “For being so rude to you, I mean, ” he added hastily. “You didn’t deserve it.”

The apology could have been way better but you weren’t going to complain. “Okay.”

Setting Cleo on the floor again, you moved towards the front door of his apartment. “I’ll get going.”

However, before you could turn the knob, Jungwon blurted, “Are—are you free now? Maybe we can hang out and get to know each other?”

“Oh.” You were dumbfounded. Out of all the things you expected him to say, this was not it. “I have to meet a friend tonight. I told you.”

Embarrassment tinted his ears a deep red. “Right,” he squeaked after clearing his throat. “Forget I asked.”

“Well—” you started after a beat of awkward silence— “I won’t be out for that long. Do you wanna come over to watch a movie later?”

“I have to get up early tomorrow.”

You decided that this was clearly not working out—but it wasn’t that bad. So what if Jungwon and you couldn’t hang out? You were on good terms now. That was an immense improvement in your relationship already.

Your neighbour, however, didn’t seem to be in the mood to cut his losses and move on. He tried again, “The weekend?”

You paused. Racked your brain to make sure you didn’t have any other commitments. “The weekend.”

“It’s a date.”

Strangely, you didn’t correct Jungwon. He didn’t take his words back either.

Cleo’s tail swayed in silent approval.

[lilacnini]

— IT'S OKAY, I'VE GOT YOU

₊˚⊹ notes ~ bf!jungwon x fem!reader ⋆⭒ warnings: kisses, reader having anxiety and stress, ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 word count: 200+꩜⋆ ˚｡⋆˚ genre: fluff, comfort | | LIBRARY FOR MORE...

THE ROOM IS QUIET, THE SOFT GLOW of the moon flooded through the window, casting shadows across the floor. You sit, hands trembling, the weight of the world pressing down on your shoulders. Anxiety runs through you as you felt tears running down your face. But then, Jungwon steps into the room.

"Hey," he says softly, his voice a soothing melody, "I'm here."

You manage a small smile, grateful for his presence. He approaches, his eyes filled with concern as he takes your shaking hands in his own, sitting in front of you in bed.

"You're shaking," he observes, his voice a gentle murmur.

You nod, unable to talk about the emotions swirling within you. But Jungwon understands without the need for words. Leaning in, he presses a soft kiss to your forehead.

"It's okay," he whispers against your skin, his breath warm against your cheek. "I've got you."You lean into his touch, finding comfort in his embrace.

"It's just... everything," you admit, your voice barely a whisper.

Jungwon nods in understanding, his fingers tracing soothing circles on the back of your hand. "I know," he murmurs, his voice a comforting presence. "But remember, I'm always here for you." With a tender smile, Jungwon leans in once more, his lips brushing against yours leading to more gentle kisses. Each touch is a reminder of his love.

And in that moment, you feel the warmth of his lips against yours. For with Jungwon holding your hands and pressing soft kisses to your trembling lips, you find not only comfort but also the strength.

[okwons]

captured memories

♡ jungwon ﹒ female reader genre fluff est relationship word count 300 warnings not proofread — bookshelf / event

“you look pretty today,” jungwon chirps, as he leans over to gently remove the strands of hair dangling over your face. he studies you closely as a subtle grin tugs on the corners of his lips.

the little passing compliments that slip through jungwon’s mouth would have the biggest affects on you; leaving traces of pink hue over your cheeks.

“it’s a special occasion.” you remind him, finally managing to meet his eyes, his orbs overflowing with pure adoration.

it was the day of love; valentine’s day. and although it wasn’t major, you convinced jungwon to go to a cat café with you for this festive day.

as jungwon outstretches his arm to open the door for you, the light sound of paws hitting the floor greeted you tenderly.

“this one really looks like you..” you gape, pointing to the small cat with big doe eyes as you turn to face your dimpled boyfriend. his eyes dart from the cat, and back to you as he hurriedly snaps a picture on his phone.

“so cute,” jungwon says, feigning a gasp from how ethereal you look in the picture. a sudden burst of emotions bubble in his stomach as he continues admiring the moment in front of him.

“the cat does look cute.” you retort obliviously, flashing a fond smile as you peer down to look at his screen.

“i meant you..” jungwon murmured under his breath, suppressing giggles as he continues fawning over the captured memory on his phone.

© okwons for yuzu ～

@hysgf @beomgyu-stan-present @okwonyo @byhees @dearise

[wizwon]

WHEN HE ASKED YOU TO NOT LEAVE HIM. yjw x reader

GENRE! fluff

WORDCOUNT! 0.710k words

PAIRING! nonidol!jw xreader

WARNINGS! none rlly. not proofread.

NOTE! w rote this earlier because i woke up too early ( i woke up at 1 am 😭 )

Jungwon stirred in his sleep as y/n pulled the sheets up over the two of them, wrapping them up in a warm blanket. As his eyes fluttered open, he let out a sleepy groan and scooted closer to y/n, burying his nose into her neck.

His arms wrapped around her in a tight embrace, and he gave y/n a slow smile. This was their bed, but more importantly, this was where Jungwon felt most comfortable in the world.

"Hello, baby," Jungwon mumbled, still half-asleep.

y/n chuckled softly, and adjusted the blanket that covered the two of them. They had spent many nights like this before, and yet the feeling of Jungwon next to her was as thrilling as ever.

"Hello, my love," she responded softly. y/n brushed her fingers through Jungwon's silky hair, tracing the curve of his ear as she had done before.

"Did you have a bad dream? You were mumbling in your sleep."

"Oh, don't worry, it was nothing," Jungwon mumbled back. He didn't remember what he had been dreaming about, but he remembered the feeling. Safe and loved, as if the two of them were the only people in the world.

Jungwon nuzzled closer, breathing in the slight lavender scent of y/n's shampoo. "You're so warm," he mumbled, wrapping himself around her with his arms and legs.

"I'm glad..." y/n whispered back, bringing Jungwon's head to her chest so that he might lay comfortably. They had slept like this many times before, with y/n taking the position of protection as Jungwon curled up by her side.

Jungwon's arms tightened around her, and his lips nuzzled into her shirt. This was his favorite part of the night, their time spent together in their bed.

"Baby, will you promise me something?" Jungwon whispered, his voice raspy with sleep.

y/n hummed a quiet sound of assent at Jungwon's question. Their conversations were sometimes private, but there had never been anything that Jungwon had asked of her before.

"mhm what is it?" y/n asked softly, brushing her fingers through Jungwon's hair as his face burrowed closer to her chest.

They had become comfortable with one another to the extent where they could have entire conversations without ever seeing the other's face. That, coupled with y/n's soothing tone, made Jungwon feel as if she was his rock.

Jungwon hummed contentedly as if to show he was falling back asleep. "Promise me," he whispered, "That you won't ever leave me." His voice was quiet as if this was something he'd been meaning to say for some time.

Jungwon felt y/n's hand moving in his hair once more and closed his eyes. He didn't need her to reply right then, he just needed her to know.

A sudden pang of loneliness coursed through y/n's chest at Jungwon's words. The simple thought of him leaving her had never crossed her mind before, but the thought of him leaving because she had failed in some way...

y/n hummed quietly as she thought, wondering how to respond. In the end, she decided that it would be best to give only the truth.

"I don't think I could ever leave you, wonie. But if there comes a time when either of us needs to leave, I will make sure that it is for your happiness."

Jungwon hummed quietly as y/n spoke, her words sounding as soothing as ever to him. "I could never leave you either," he said in his sleepier voice, his head shifting from its position against her chest to rest against her shoulder.

A tiny smile crossed Jungwon's face as he closed his eyes again, content to let y/n know how much she meant to him.

Jungwon shifted slightly in his sleep, as if in response to something y/n had said or done. His arms still wrapped around her, though a slight smile played on his face as he let out a murmur.

He looked like a child, innocent and sleeping, with his eyes closed and one thumb in his mouth. It was y/n's favorite part of her nighttime routine, watching her partner peacefully asleep beside her... and she would protect that peace with everything she had.

[slippingkim]

guess who?! *insert itzy*

I'm back and hru?

Also what are your thoughts on sexual tension with best friend jungwon?

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nsfw/mdni !! some fluff some nsfw )

My sexual tension with bsf won headcannons ᯓ•˚∘˙.

⪨ I feel like he’d beat to you when he’s alone but not in the normal way with a picture or video, I think he’d beat to your hoodie or even just the thought of you. But after he’d get super embarrassed by himself 😭

⪨ he’d immediately. get hard when you make any physical contact with him and try to hide his bulge in such a panic

⪨ when you two would have sleepovers he’d physic himself out about turning over and spooning you then end up completely on top of you in the morning

⪨ when you invite other guy friends or just friends in general over to hangout with you and won he’d get so protective, his arm would be over your shoulder at all times

⪨ he’d be at your house everyday at the same time for you twos daily ‘hangouts’ and get so so mad when you spend time with your other friends or even family but obviously wouldn’t say anything

⪨ when you’d leave him to house sit for a vacation or short trip he’d turn into a complete pervert, digging around for your underwear and sex toys or even diary

⪨ he’d absolutely love when you do try on hauls for him since you two are such good friends you don’t mind changing in font of him something about it would get him so turned on

⪨ he’d loveeee hugs, he’d give you a hug when he arrives to your house to hangout he’d give you a hug when he leaves, he’d give you hugs randomly throughout the day backhugs fronthugs small hugs, big hugs. Hugs all day 🫶