#ong seongwoo drabble

[gemini-boys-jjaenijeojang]

"you're my dentist"

VAMPIRE!AU Ong Seongwoo

you're a dentist and your regular comes to visit you today but you didn't expect what you would see

Warning: slightly on crack, fluff maybe?

"Ong Seongwoo. I see this is your second time this week. What's your issue this time?" You nonchalantly said, knowing that he broke his implants for the teeth he broke last month and you have just, I repeat JUST fixed his teeth for the 3rd time this month.

His just sat across you with wavering eyes and shaky hands. Mouth awkwardly clenched together. You figured. Broken teeth again huh? You gave him the 'seriously' look and proceeded to move over to the just sanitised chair and pat it acouple of times for him to sit down. He played with his fingers as he walked over, still finding nowhere to settle his eyes onto.

"Open up" you instructed but he just looked at you nervously.

"What? I'm not going to bite, just open up. Let me see what wrong with your teeth. It can't be that bad right?" You cooed him.

When he opened up his holy gates, you would have never expected to see those canines. Your eyes were just wide in shock as he finally said his first words upon stepping in, "I swear I have no idea what happened. These things just grew and your implants fell out." He took out the two small pearly implants from his pockets and showed it to you in his palms.

Instead of being negatively shooked by this, you were wowed. A vampire? A VAMPIRE! You were absolutely astounded and fascinated by the ideas of vampires. You may or may not have the entire series of Twilight lying around your house or weird search history about vampire facts.

You started poking him and your eyes sparkled at his presence. You questions came out like a tsunami flood, "do you suddenly have abs?" "Do you sparkle?" "How about the sun? How did you come here?" "What's your weeeeeakness?"

"Man, chill. I seriously don't know." He responded. Your hands were just all over him at this point, trying to take convince yourself that you are not dreaming. [I don't recommend people doing this]

He squirmed in his seat becoming increasingly uncomfortable. His orbs turning darker. His urge was becoming stronger. He hadn't had his taste of blood yet as a fresh vampire. With his undiscovered quick speed, he pinned you onto your office wall. Fangs out and hissing.

"Stop it." with his voice almost demonic and he paused for a moment or two before continuing "I have never noticed how sweet you smelt." He moved his head past your neck and a smirk appeared in his face. You felt his breath on you. Honestly, you were reminded of how you overstepped your boundary just now. He slowly went closer to your neck and started licking it to find your pulse point for optimal blood collection. Don't ask how you knew. When you became squeamish under his touch, he got back into his senses and let go of you.

His voice turned back to being a puppy, " I only wanted you to help me fix it. I mean no harm really! Can you just help me shave these off?"

"Fine, but I'll be contacting you. I wanna know more about your situation and it sure is..." And you did a series of expressions that consists of (。♥‿♥。),٩(♡ε♡ )۶,(◕‿◕✿), ლ(́◉◞౪◟◉‵ლ), (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻, ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), ♪~ ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ to express your passion towards his situation. You continued, "...that's of course in exchange for keeping this a secret"

"okay..." there goes his reply [refer to gif above for reaction] and off you were with your creepy machines sawing and filing his elongated canines away.

You did as you said. You observed him and gave him calls for his life updates asking for any new discoveries that he had. Meeting up every weekend to discover new things about his vampire skills after his teeth filing sessions.

It almost seemed like a chore to him having this new vampire thing going on and having you check-up on him every other day. At one point in time, he even wondered if you had a life and how you were even running your clinic like this? But what he thought was true, even though you were clearly fascinated by vampires, you still had a life and a clinic to run. Furthermore, he wasn't giving you any interesting responses either. Giving you short responses and trying to throw you off on a rush when you are giving him your check-in calls. You slowly lost interest with keeping up with him but of course you still did his teeth filing every week just losing the coffee dates afterwards while discussing about his week and what stupid things he tried to do.

He slowly came to miss your weird giggles and your anticipated look waiting for him to say that he discovered something interesting when he actually just smashed his face onto the door while trying to avoid his colleague. Sometimes you wonder, how is he still alive and giggle at his weird antics. The time when he fooled you into thinking that his ear folding trick was a vampire thing.

He missed those times, he missed your connection but you certainly had no time to commit to doing this. Your appointments recently have been packed back to back leaving no time for your vampire interest.

It was Sunday again, your special appointment day.

Once again, you asked about his well-being and rambled on and on when all he could do was listen as you worked on his teeth. After you were done, you told him," see you again next week!" with no sign of wanting to catch up later-on or throughout the week. He cherished that hour he had with you in the clinic but he yearned for more. Not just how lying down there listening to your weird conversations starters and answering them yourself as he couldn't reply. He wanted to talk to you and ask you about your day, about your other interests. He wanted you all to himself.

"Can I have you just for a moment? Like really quickly." He asked you as he looked at you like [gif above].

"I'm really sorry but I have an appointment right after you." You replied but he just grabbed your hand and boom. You are at the beach. Woah. In the long stretch of sand, a lone table with two lattes was on it. He looked at you and said, "I miss our times, wanna discuss about my powers again?" He looked at you hopefully. "Well... I mean yes! This is so amazing!!!" You squealed and jumped still holding his hand.

You guys sat down and talked for what seemed like hours and apparently he discovered on new skill every night when you didn't call him cuz he had no idea what to do with that 2 hrs now. He answered every single question you had and he felt just great to be with you again. Then, reality snapped, your next appointment!! "OMG! Bring me back right now! My next appointment is waiting!! And we are so late!" your eyes moved towards your watch and you realised that time haven't moved since you two came. "Yeah, I forget to tell you that I can pause time too." He said sheepishly. What he didn't tell you was that he still had another power he discovered, he could erase memories. He was fully prepared with his feelings and he understands that if everything fails, he can just erase your memory.

"y/n, I know you're my dentist and everything and it can be really weird after this but will you accept my feelings? I'm not gonna bite, right?"

[prettywordsyouleft]

Drabbles

My definition of a drabble is a piece of writing 500 words or less. I am open for drabble requests at any time.

Masterlist | Request

Worse Than A Wink - Park Jihoon

Movie Night - Ong Seongwoo

Moonlight Gift - Hwang Minhyun

Striped Shirt - Ha Sungwoon

Never Let Go - Yoon Jisung

Photos - Ong Seongwoo

Song Play - Kim Jaehwan

Aren’t I Yours? - Ha Sungwoon

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All the Way to you Soul - Jeong Sewoon

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OTHER CONTENT:

Wake Me Up - Jung Daehyun [M]

Love Bites - Jeonghan (SVT)

[ongnable]

“oooh! that for me, maknae?"

“look, i know i joined two days later, but we're literally same aged.”

prickly.

"fine, seongwu.”

he'd seemed off in the morning, but why's seongwu angry when he's always picked yours up? you’d offered to do it too (only to be instantaneously rejected).

hence, you'd always do his photocopies.

smelling faintly of printer ink, smudge of blue ghosting his fingertips as he corners you in the pantry. seongwu thinks about how many more cups it’ll take before you realise how he feels.

“stop treating me like your errand boy and get a clue already. please.”

note: ong/intern for anon 614 (as part of my open drabble game) word count: 100

[w1loveclub]

[1:01 pm] you daydream about wanna one’s next reunion as you listen to your teacher drone on and on about an entirely useless subject

[loveydpp-blog]

[11:56pm] wanna one and you spend their last minutes as ot11 dancing and screaming the lyrics to ‘nayana’

[k-drabblings]

one in a lifetime love

ONG SEONGWOO X READER Type | Genre: drabble | fluff/angst Word Count: 535 A/N: He’s my current obsession, so I just wanted to write a small something! 

How many years had it been? ... Too many.

So what were the chances you’d run into him here, at the Seattle airport, out of all places?

“Noona...” He spoke first. His voice was cautious, as if he was worried he might scare you off. It wasn’t an unreasonable thought. You would probably have turned around and walked away if you weren’t frozen to your spot.  “... How have you been?” He added softly. Unlike you, he didn’t seem uncomfortable at all, but his fingers gave him away as they continuously twisted against each other.

The first thought that ran into your head was, the nerve of this guy. He broke your heart almost a year ago, walked straight out of your life, and never looked back. And now he was here, asking you how you’ve been...  ‘Fuck you!’, you wanted to shout. 

But you wouldn’t let him see how pathetic you were. After all, the last image he had of you was you sobbing on the floor, gripping the lining of his jeans tightly, begging him to try and make things work.  You had never been a desperate person, but for him, you had been willing to throw away the last few shreds of dignity just for the chance to stay by his side.  

You weren’t ashamed of it. If anyone asked about your break up, you didn’t lie to make yourself sound more apathetic and cool.  ‘You know that once in a lifetime kind of of love?’ You’d say. ‘He was that for me.’ A sigh would always escape your lips before admitting, ‘But I guess I wasn’t that for him.’ It was a hurtful, shitty truth... but a truth you had to face nonetheless. 

And after 10 months, you had thought you had successfully picked yourself up and moved on. It would be a lie to say you were completely over him, but you were at a point where the thought of him only popped up twice a week or so, and even then just oh so briefly. 

But all of that resolve and pride you had regained suddenly weakened at the mere sight of him. And with the sound of his voice, you felt like you were completely crumbling. He was slowly coming closer. You didn’t realize you were holding your breath until you had to take a big breath to catch some air. Your hands were pure white as they wrapped around your backpack straps in a death grip as if they’d give you some sense of support. 

“... We didn’t leave things on such a great note, ” he mumbled. “But um... I... I hope you’ve been well...”  You almost scoffed at his ill-timed sentiment.  “Uh... well, you look great,” he added in a lame attempt to keep the conversation going on his own. “Short hair looks good on you.”

“Thanks,” was the only thing you could manage to mumble out.  He seemed slightly surprised to hear your voice, but then a small smile quickly replaced his agape expression.  “... Are you headed back to Incheon too?” He asked, holding up his ticket.  You bit your lip and nodded.  “Flight KE020?”  You silently cursed in your mind and nodded. 

“I know this is the last thing you probably want to hear but... I missed you.”

[is1it0true1]

Minhyun in Class

Teacher: *asks a question*

Seongwoo: *raises up hand*

Jaehwan: *sees and raise up hand*

Jaehwan: *waves the said hand*

Jaehwan: Me! ME. ME!

Minhyun: *knows the actual answer*

Minhyun: I'm gonna let these idiots answer first

[sprinklesofktrash]

[1:24 pm] You work as a barista at a coffee shop, today happened to be the slowest day. Since it’s raining outside youndoubt you’ll get a customer.

As you were cleaning the coffee machine, the bell on the door jingles. “Hello, Welcome!” You greet. Your head turns towards the door to see the customer. It was a man, around your age. He had black hair and sharp eyes. His skin atlhough a bit tanner than yours. He was...cute.

“Hello, how may I help you!” You smile as the same stare at you. You look up at him from the screen but then he look at the board.

“Can I get a ice americano please?” He said. You nodded.

“What size?” You asks him. He looks at the board again when you tried looking at him.

“Regular is fine” he reach for his wallet.

“Your total is 4.32” you said as he handed you his card. You slide it and hand it back to him. You reach for the cup and took out a marker.

“May I get your name?” You asks him. He got surprised but then seeing you wanted his name for the cute something in his eyes disappeared.

“Seongwoo” He replied. You nodded. You made his drink while he watches your every move. Admiring how cute you look and how sweet your voice was.

As you handed him his drink, he smiles at you and exchange goodbyes. As he walked out, part of him wanted to go back to get your number but he didn’t.

As he reach his car, he notice on the cup your number was written on it. With a note saying, ‘Come again next time.’

[this-song-thats-only-for-you]

Second Chances

Request: From the ANGST prompt list  #18  “Don’t say that. You’re going to be okay.”  #24 “I thought I’d never see you again.” by Anonymous

A/N: Sorry it took so long, and thank you for waiting. I hope you enjoy.

Word Count: 903

You looked at yourself in the mirror, your reflection showing your resolve although deep down inside it was the complete opposite. You weren’t sure how today was going to go. You hadn't seen him in months and the uncomfortable knot forming in your stomach began to eat at you, filling you with doubt. Maybe you shouldn’t.

“This is a mistake..” you mumbled to yourself, diverting your gaze from the reflection as you mindlessly grasped at the edge of your shirt twisting it in between your fingers.  Closing your eyes tightly you inhaled a shaky breath, trying to regain your resolve from earlier on.

“Don’t say that. It’ll be okay.” You said the words out loud, as if speaking them into existence made them true. You nodded once to your reflection, another way to make your determination not falter as you collected your keys and headed towards the door.

You sensed him walk into the coffee shop before you’d even laid eyes on him. The air around you evaporated as you struggled to breathe, the realization of seeing him finally hitting you as you lifted your gaze from the already half consumed beverage in your hands as he walked over to your table. He was just as you remembered.

“Hi.” He hesitated at the table’s edge, his brown eyes washing over you quickly as his hands grasped the back of the chair. “Can I sit?”

You nodded lightly in response.  You could tell he was nervous as he hurried to sit down, the chair grating along the ground loudly drawing attention to the two of you. He gave you an apologetic smile at the scene. You had no idea how to start the conversation, your stomach flipping, and your senses overloading at the sight of Seongwoo in front of you again. This really was going to be harder than you thought. Taking a deep breath you decided to just be honest.

“I -”

“I thought I’d never see you again.” he admitted, his hands sheepishly playing with a napkin before he lifted his gaze up to look at you.  “But I’m glad you called.” he admitted, smiling softly.

“If I’m honest, I hadn’t planned on seeing you again.”

“Oh.” The smile on his face faltering.

“But something changed.”

Seongwoo waited for you to continue with a hopeful look in his eyes as you delved into your bag and pulled something out. Placing it upside down on the table, you pushed it towards him, closing your eyes briefly as he picked it up.

“I didn’t know how to tell you, and honestly I had thought not to, but I couldn’t keep this from you anymore. You have a right to know.”

“What…You’re pregnant?”

“Yes.”

Regardless of what had happened between you, you knew this was the right thing to do. A sense of relief washed over you as the word left your mouth, the guilt of keeping it from him drifting away.

Suddenly his hands were on yours, squeezing them tightly as his face lit up with happiness. He chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling as he soaked in your appearance. “We can get our second chance. I’ll make it up to you. I still love you Y/N.” he confessed as he moved closer to you.

Flinching, you abruptly removed your hands from his, your body shaking as your anxiety started to flare up. Pushing yourself back in your seat you picked up your bag, clutching it to yourself tightly.

"I... I don't know if I'm ready for that. I wanted you to know about the baby, Seongwoo. But after all this time, I'm still not sure I can trust in a second chance."

"I see."

"I'm sorry if I’m not making much sense, delivering this news to you but shutting you down too. I just wanted you to know we made a life together."

Seongwoo nodded, struggling with his emotions. "I'm glad you told me, honest."

"Really?"

"It's not, what either of us want. I'll respect that you can't accept me right away, but just know that I'm not going to back away either. Whatever happens in the future, well, neither of us can predict that. But can you promise me two things?"

You hesitated, you didn't know how to accept this situation. You suffered from deja vu, remembering back to how he made you a promise in the past that he hadn't kept to. It made you uncomfortable, yet you were too curious and gave him a quick nod.

"Let me be a part of our child's life. Whatever happens outside of that, we can face it together."

You stared at the man who had broken you, who you felt was the biggest mistake in your life. How was he still like this? And why could you feel your resolve dissolving?

You thought to the child inside of you and instinctively reached for your stomach, as if you needed to consult them as well. You knew you couldn't trust Seongwoo, at least, not any time soon. But your child had the right to know who their father was too. You cleared your throat and nodded. "Only for our child. When it comes to me, I don't have anything to offer you again."

"Yet," he added, still sounding hopeful.

You didn't know what would lay ahead, but you were thankful that you hadn't backed out in telling him. He deserved to know you were pregnant.

[uwuniel]

[9:35 pm] singing Christmas songs with Seongwoo as he drives you home from a late dinner date at Subways

[every1studio]

REQUESTED: “persistence is key” [w1: seongwoo]

genre: FLUFF 

ficstyle: bulletpoints 

anon‘s original message: “  hi!! could i request a wanna one seongwoo scenario where the reader is the popular girl at university and she’s two years older than him but she doesn’t normally date younger guys so how he would try to impress her or change her mind and stuff? Idk if that makes any sense.. but if you wrote it I would appreciate it soooo much!! Thank you for giving your time to write for us, I hope you have an amazing day😘😘💕💕 “

GIF originated by: @extraongdinary

note: thank you for requesting and hope you enjoy it~

Seongwoo dropped his books when you saw you walk by

you were as beautiful as ever

but he’d knew that you’d never look at him the same way he looked at you

more or less, you wouldn’t look at anyone that way anyways

you were too focus on your college degree to date 

when you looked over at him, he frantically looked away as he picked up his books

you were on the phone with your friend as you helped him 

you noticed his books brought you back memories from your first year in college

“what? there’s no way I’d date someone younger than me if I wanted to date..” 

he nodded to thank you and you nodded back as you went on your way

clenching his heart, he was slightly discouraged to hear that

you were his upperclassman; on your last year of college

whereas he just enrolled as a freshman

he took it upon himself to change your mind

Seongwoo clenched his fist as he nodded in determination

he checked his phone and widened his eyes

“I’M LATE FOR WORK!!”

with all his might, he dashed to the bubble tea shop on campus

“you know if you’re late, I’m gonna have to demote ya..” Seongwoo’s manager sighed

“but I don’t wanna do that since you bring in a lot of female customers.. so.. don’t be late,” the manager placed his hand on Seongwoo’s shoulder and gave him a thumb’s up

Seongwoo nodded as he pushed his hair back into a black cap 

10 minutes into his shift, customers came flooding in

“come on, y/n, I heard the workers here are cute!!” 

hearing your name caught Seongwoo’s attention

he saw you sighing as your friend was dragging you to the register

“I only agreed to come here for the boba and not the boys... I wouldn’t be interested anyways...”

Seongwoo’s eyes tried not to be reeling back to you but he couldn’t help it

“hey I gotta go to the bathroom, if you get to the register and I’m not there, get me a pink lychee with strawberry jellies okay?” your friend winked as she went over the cute worker to ask where the bathroom was

suddenly it was your turn and both you and Seongwoo were nervous

well Seongwoo was nervous because he was in your presence 

and you were nervous because you didn’t know what to get

“um.. wh-what can I get for you-u..” he bit on his tongue at the end of his sentence; he felt embarassed

but you were too busy scanning the menu for what you wanted

“uh.. a medium pink lychee with strawberry jellies for my friend...and....” 

you looked up at him at the end of your sentence, “what do you recommend?”

his palms were getting sweaty as he gulped down his nervousness

“do you want something fruity? or do you prefer milk teas?” maybe Seongwoo could find out what kind of person you are by what drinks you prefer

you placed your hand on your chin and pouted; Seongwoo’s heart was clinging onto it’s dear life, it was probably the cutest thing he’s seen

“I heard the lavender taro milk tea was good... could I get a medium one of that with regular boba?” 

he blinks out of his daydream (of going on dates with you) and nods as he punches in the total amount

“that’d be 5 dollars..” he mumbles quietly

you furrowed your brows, “did you add in my order?”

Seongwoo looks over his shoulder casually and replies, “it’s on the house..for here or to go?”

you blinked at him a couple of times before handed over your card

“for here....aren’t you...” you say as he proceeds with the transaction, “the guy who dropped books this morning?”

(so she does remember me!)

Seongwoo nods as he sends you a smile

“I don’t like owing people...so that’s why your drink was on the house,” he hands back your card

“it was just an act of kindness...” you walked away as your friend comes back from the bathroom

“you talked to the cutest worker here!?” she slaps you on the back

“well.. he is nice.. remember when I told you over the phone that I helped a guy who dropped his books, it was him.. he said my drink was on the house...”

“isn’t he just the sweetest?”

“well he made me pay for your drink..”

“what an ass...”

you chuckled at your friend

he didn’t seem like a bad guy.. he was just younger than you...

you and your friend sat down to get some classwork done

“here’s the pink lychee with strawberry jellies and the lavender taro milk tea with boba...”

you both looked up to see Seongwoo

“thanks,” you both said

Seongwoo dashes back behind the register 

“hey y/n, there’s a piece of paper under your drink..” your friend points out

you pulled it from under your drink

-I heard that you don’t usually date.. or go for younger guys... but I’ll prove you that I can be enough for you.. (xxx) xxx-xxxx -Seongwoo

you were flustered and your friend was making a scene

“LOOK AT THAT! YOU SHOULD GO FOR HIM..” she whispered loudly

you smacked her as you went back to your work

THE NEXT COUPLE OF DAYS

you’ve received small acts of affections from your admirer

like; bouquets of flowers, cups of coffee or bubble tea, snacks etc

you felt reluctant to take them

but Seongwoo was persistant

“you know I don’t date-”

“THANK YOU FOR ACCEPTING IT!” he’d bow deeply before running away; not giving you a chance to give it back to him

ONE DAY

you were taking the long way to the library since you finished your test early when you saw Seongwoo with a girl

they seemed to be having a serious conversation

“why are you trying so hard to impress y/n!? she doesn’t even care about you! she’s just toying with you..”

Seongwoo clenches his fists, “yes.. she doesn’t really care for me.. but.. just being near her.. just seeing her once in my day, makes my day.. she makes me happy regardless if she likes me or not...”

you leaned forward to hear more of what he’s saying but you stepped on crumpled newspaper; causing the both of them to look at you 

“s-sorry..” you muttered as you went on your way

you felt guilty for hurting two people without even knowing

“y/n! wait!” Seongwoo tried to follow you but the girl held his wrist to prevent him from going

“I’m sorry..” he gently pushes her hand away and runs after you

somehow, Seongwoo caught up to you

“y/n,” he puts his hand on your shoulder but the glare that you gave him made him step back

“why,” you tried to keep your voice at a gentle tone; masking your burst of confusion, “why do you like me? it’s just about looks isn’t it?”

you were used to guys liking you because you were “pretty,” especially younger guys

that was the number one reason why you didn’t like younger guys 

Seongwoo looked at his feet; he couldn’t look up at you 

“yeah...”

you scoffed as you turned your back to him and walked away

“it was at first,” you heard him say; causing you to stop in your tracks

“the more I paid attention to you, the more I could see that you were more than a pretty face...”

you heard his steps slowly come closer and closer to where you stopped

“you’re caring and nice; whether someone is watching or not... you’re quiet but you’re not afraid to say what’s on your mind.. you’re someone who I can learn from..”

you could clearly hear his voice right behind you

“I don’t know the reason why you don’t date younger guys but...I’m willing to do whatever it takes to be by your side.. even if.. even if I can’t be with you..”

slowly looking over your shoulder, you could tell that there was no way he could be lying with a set of eyes rimmed with building tears

no guy has ever gave you a clear reason why they liked you; they always tried to go around the fact that they only liked you because you were pretty

you took a deep breath in and replied to him, “you’re persistent..”

his eyes left his shoes and were met with your eyes

“but I guess persistence is key... I’m surprise that you’re passionate, but.. gimme time..”

the fact you were giving him a glimmer of hope made his heart swell up

his face lit up like fireworks as his face is basically in front of yours

feeling embarrassed; you were giving into dating for once

you didn’t know what it was to have a fluttering heart anymore until that moment 

you turned around and started walking fast, “and stop it with the gifts.. I don’t have anymore room in my place to put flowers...”

Seongwoo could tell you were trying to be tsundere but he could see right through you that you were blushing

“lemme hold your bags..”

“I can hold my own bags..”

but by the time you both got to the library, Seongwoo was happily holding them for you

[masterlist + guidelines]

[suga-weregoingdown]

prompt: w1 meeting up to watch the first episode of ong’s drama together?

Note: OP I’M SO SORRY, I wanted this to be a happy, cheerful drabble. I wasn’t expecting to write angst. I hope no one hates thisbc of the first part! but literally this helped me get over how sad I’ve beenfor the past week!!! It ends well, don’t worry!!!

Words: 1058

Ships: didn’t want to do ships as I wanted to focus more on their friendship, but there are hints of ongniel and 2park!

Meeting up wasn’t as easy as they thought it’d be. Back whenthey’d made promises to keep in touch. Back when talking was as easy asbreathing. Back when all it took was a tap on the shoulder, maybe less, to beable to communicate with them. They’ve been through so much together thatsometimes, it feels like all Seongwoo needs to do is to scream telepathically –or to feel things so much that he radiates them – to be able to reach them. (He’dtried, once. Jisung asked him if he was constipated.)

Maybe they weren’t so connected, in the end.

Months passed, and like all friends that drift apart, theyfind themselves diverging again. Missing parts of the others. Feeling hollow.Like maybe, things can go back to the way they were before. Even for just amoment.

The messages never stopped. But sometimes, Seongwoo’s socaught up in his schedule that he barely has time to sleep, let alone glance athis phone for five fleeting minutes of free time. Acting, shooting, recording,producing. Sometimes, it sucks the soul out of him. What once was easy, wasn’tso easy anymore.

But that’s the thing. Itused to be fun.

With them. Always, with them.

When Seongwoo opens the door to a smiling Sungwoon, all the trepidation melts outof him as they both go in for a bear hug. He’s the first of the group toarrive, and Seongwoo already feels so much better.

He feels a pang of guilt for his feelings before.

They arrive, one by one. Jisung with a warm, welcoming smile that deeply reassures Seongwoo fromall the unwelcome thoughts he’d been having. Minhyun, looking immaculate, with a slight curve to his lips thatspeaks volumes to Seongwoo. Jaehwan,with a sheepish smile that makes Seongwoo feel as if no time had passed at all.Daniel, with his disarminglycharming and boyish smile; Seongwoo would be lying if he said his heart doesn’tbeat a little bit faster as he’s pulled into a warm hug against Daniel’s snug chest.Then there’s Jihoon, who hugs himawkwardly. Is he going for a kiss? A hug? Seongwoo hugs him anyway, and Jihoon’srelief is tangible as he melts for a brief second in Seongwoo’s arms. There’s Woojin who greets and hugs him like abro and doesn’t stop talking with a wide snaggle-toothed smile. Jinyoung, who gives him a rare,dazzling smile as Seongwoo goes in for another bro hug. Daehwi, who greets him warmly (cutely) while calling him hyung. Guanlin, the busiest out of all ofthem, surprises everyone when he turns up thirty minutes late with a goofysmile even though he said he couldn’t make it.

Once the popcorn is cooked, everyone’s settled down in thefront of the TV, and the familiar sound of the opening song of his drama is playing through thespeakers, Seongwoo fits himself between Daniel and Jisung on the carpet. Thehyungs had given up on fighting for space and resigned themselves to his plushycarpet, while everyone else had piled themselves on the couch. After a brieffight (2park will be 2park) Jihoon had settled himself on Woojin’s lap as ajoke, but had remained there until no one questioned it any longer. Daehwi, whowas initially sprawled out like a king with his legs up, had eventually retractedhis legs for Jinyoung and Guanlin.

“Everything okay?” Jisung asks Seongwoo, attuned as he’s alwaysbeen to the members’ dispositions.

Seongwoo nods and pretends to be fascinated by the openingscene, refusing to look at him.

He doesn’t know why he’s soemotional, suddenly.

Daniel places a hand under his chin and turns his faceslightly to examine his face. His eyes are warm and startlingly familiar,unlike everything else that had happened to Seongwoo in the months prior. This.Seongwoo missed this. Not just the warmfamiliarity of Daniel’s eyes, but of everyone else’s. The feeling, not ofbelonging, but of being your own self, entirely comfortable and in tune with tenother people. It’s the awareness that you’ve been through so much together that you know nothing – not time, not distance –will ever dim the light that was your friendship.

He realizes a tear has rolled down his face.

“Oh my god, Seongwoo! What’s wrong?” Daniel asks in alarm.

Someone pauses the TV, and ten pairs of eyes turn to look atSeongwoo in concern. He feels a lot of consoling arms wrap around him, but someone– Jisung, probably – tells them to lay off and give him space. In the end, onlyDaniel refuses to let go, and Seongwoo just mcfucking sobs into his shoulder.

“Hyung,” he hears Daehwi’s consoling voice from somewhere. “It’sokay,” he says gently.

Daniel strokes his hair, and Minhyun pulls out a pristinehandkerchief from his pocket.

Seongwoo lets out a dry chuckle. Who the fuck still useshandkerchiefs in this day and age?

“Sorry,” he says, blowing his nose into the offending hanky anyway.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about!” Jisung says beside him,hand on his back. “Wanna talk about it?”

Seongwoo shakes his head. “N-no need. I just.”

The tears that came so suddenly have dried out, and hepauses to look at each of their faces. His family.His home.

“I missed you guys so much,” he whispers. Everyone repliesin consoling voices, out of which he could only pick out Daehwi’s “We missedyou too, hyung!” and Woojin’s “I thought I was gonna have to beat someone up!”

Sungwoon looks at him with kind eyes. “Just tell us when you’reready, or if you wanna talk some more, or something.”

Seongwoo shakes his head. He’s so embarrassed at his emotional outburst. But then, if there’s anyother bunch he’d feel less embarrassed being emotional with, it’s them. Wanna One.

So he sucks up his tears, because a) he’s not going to ruinthe only night they have back together and b) he realizes they could always meetup again. It wasn’t as hard as his sad heart initially thought, and no, he doesn’t actually feel anydistance or awkwardness even though they’ve been months apart. He realizes theycan always pick up where they left off, as true friends always can.

“Now who’s ready to watch me kick ass in the first ep!?”

[prettywordsyouleft]

Call The Shots

Prompt: #21 for @miracloud – “I need a place to stay.”

Pairing: Ong Seongwoo x female reader

Genre: romance

Warnings: suggestive content

Word count: 504

You stared at the man standing in your doorway, blinking a couple of times. He smiled at you, though you couldn’t trust such a gesture. You knew Ong Seongwoo was trouble.

“It’s one in the morning,” you said pointedly and he nodded. “Why are you here?”

“I need a place to stay.”

No, you couldn’t let him in. You remembered the last time you did that and chewed on your bottom lip. It had been the most tumultuous two weeks of your life. You relived the highs and the lows of your memory before you shook your head. Seongwoo placed a hand upon the doorframe, angling himself so he was leaning down closer to you. It irked you when your body instinctively moved towards him, instead of being repulsed. You cursed his good looks, especially as his smile returned.

“Please? You know I wouldn’t ask unless I need to.”

You willed yourself to reject him. Seongwoo had come into this apartment, carried you to multiple levels of euphoria and then left you reeling after him last time. You knew your body craved him like no other. And even though it had been damaged, your heart was foolish. Your resolve was weak. You couldn’t resist him even if you wanted to.

Seongwoo knew you weren’t going to deny him and reached down to cup your face in his hand affectionately before he stepped inside. You shut the door behind you both and followed him up into your small home. You needed to set ground rules before he tried to this time. “You can take the couch.”

He quirked an eyebrow at you but didn’t refute your offering. It made you anxious with how placating he was and you rubbed at your arms lightly.

“I’m only allowing you here for three days. You can find somewhere else after that.”

“Relax, Y/N. You won’t even know I’m here.”

As you laid back down in your bed, however, you couldn’t fall asleep. Your eyes were peeled to the door, and you were breathing more heavily than one needed to. The idea that the man who you had felt your soul awaken to being through the wall was maddening. You still couldn’t understand how you had ended up in Seongwoo’s arms the first time you had. But you remembered it all too well and you yearned for it now. You scolded yourself internally, instructing yourself to fall asleep and deal with what mess you had agreed to in the morning. But your eyes wouldn’t close and your body was wired. Without realising it, you had thrown yourself out of your bed and through the door, Seongwoo glancing at your approach and opened his arms readily.

“Don’t you think if we’re going to share, we should use the bed?” he teased as you climbed over his waist, his hands already winding their way under your bed shirt and resting on your hips. He smiled up at you as you started unbuttoning his shirt.

“This time around, I’m calling the shots.”

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Ong Seongwoo x Reader

Its been a long time since you see your boyfriend Seongwoo. He’s been going on tour for about 3 months. And you didn’t have a chance to see him except when Wanna One Concert in Seoul.

Now you and him are going on date. Ever since he picks you up from your apartment he didn’t say any word at all he just stay quiet and drive. And now he just walking in front of you and look around without talking to you or even say a word. You started to get upset “Seongwoo-ya”. He stop walking and look back to you.

“I’m leaving, I don’t think you even want to see me or miss me at all” you said. Seongwoo can tell that you are really upset from your expression. “I miss you” he said “but yo-“ “I don’t know, I think because I haven’t see you in 3 months I get really shy because...” he stopped “because I forgot how beautiful you are” you can feel your face getting hot for some reason and before you could calm down yourself “Lets go eat (y/n)” Seongwoo said as he reach his hand to you so you two can hold each other hand

[minhyuwun]

Can I ask angst # 20 for ong? happy ending pls thank you!

sorry if this got quite a bit too long!!! i found it difficult to find a story to build up from but i hope you like it!!!!!!!!!!!!!

prompt: (angst #20) “I know you didn’t mean it, but it still hurt.”

summary: not so much a good family man!ong kdkfdjk

Your daughter, who’s almost 6 years old by now, tugs at your dress and asks you if you were getting a new neighbor. Quite surprised at her unusual question, you turn to look at her. “What do you mean, honey?”

“There are boxes and stuff outside,” she points the door beside your apartment. “I’m going to miss the old lady though, she baked really good cookies.” Your daughter pouts.

“Well, honey, she’s at a better place now baking cookies for everyone else.” You give her a smile to reassure her. “Looks like we are getting a new neighbor,” you raise your eyebrow but you have already opened your door before you got to see who was now going to occupy the apartment next to yours. “Let’s go in, sweetheart.”

“Mama, where is the milk?” Your daughter asks you, frantically looking through each paper bag you brought home.

“It’s right there, isn’t it?” You answer her as you place other groceries inside the cupboard.

“No, mama. I think we forgot,” she sits on the chair and props her head on both of her hands. “How am I going to eat my cereal?”

“Oh no. Okay, I’ll go find some from the convenience store downstairs. Is it okay if mommy leaves you here for a while?” You turn to look at her, grabbing your keys and a few spare change.

“Can’t I come with you?”

“Of course you can. I was afraid you were too lazy to put your shoes on,” you chuckle.

“I’m big now, mama. I can put on my shoes by myself,” she crosses her arms and jumps from the chair. “See!” You laugh at how cute your daughter looked thinking how she’s older by now. Suddenly, you were concerned–when she really is old and you wish she would never meet a man like her father. You were snapped out of your thoughts when your daughter drops in front of you your own pair of shoes. “Here, mama. Let’s go?” She extends you her short arm and you smile.

The sudden cold air from the refrigerator surprises you as you reach for the milk. “I’m going to the candies, mama.” You sigh at your daughter, growing worried about her teeth. But before you could say no, her little legs were already on their way to her favourite aisle. How could you possibly say no?

You stop in your tracks when your phone buzzes, it was your mom. You take a second to peek at her message.

Mom: How is (y/d/n)? She still has milk?

You: We just went to the grocery mom!

Mom: Okay…Just checking.

You: I’m 26 years old, mom…

Mom: Love love love both of you ok see you soon! ☺︎

You: Love you mom.

Remembering how it used to be you whom your mother was so worried about, you suddenly laugh by yourself. Your daughter’s supposed father left you in college when he found out he got into med school–well, he left because he found out he got you pregnant. Knowing that, well let’s say, he’s fucked, if he tells his parents. He went on to pursue his medical degree. While you made sure you raised your daughter in your own loving family.

“I’m sorry. I can’t be a father. Not yet,” he tells you.

“And you think I’m ready to become a mother?” You yell at him.

“We’re 20 years old! We can’t possibly start a family!” He furiously brushes his fingers through his hair, each huff of his voice echoed through the room.

Tears were starting to form in your eyes, “It wasn’t my fault somebody couldn’t pull out faster!”

“Look, I can’t focus on a family when I have to go to medical school.” He doesn’t even look at you.

Keeping your eyes on him, you give him a choice. “Then choose! Medical school or your family?”

With that, he chose to leave you two behind. Before you were officially together, he always told you about how his parents were so adamant on him pursuing medical school and if anything goes wrong, he’s kicked out of the family. You still accepted him though. You loved him. And he loved you. But sometimes, there are some things more important than that of love. Unfortunately, that you had to find out the hard way.

Thankfully, both of your parents have been nothing but supportive. In fact, this may have even brought you closer. You’ve finished your undergraduate degree anyway. Although it was your dream to pursue medical school as well–to become a pediatrician to be exact. But maybe, your love for children has took a turn and led you to a child of your own.  Feeling nothing but joy since the very first day she popped up in your belly, you knew you were entering a new world with her. But there were times you wish she had a father beside her, and a husband beside you.

Your daughter’s voice frees you from your thoughts as you hear her from the next aisle, talking to what seems to be a stranger. Instinctively, your feet fastens up its pace as it runs up to where your daughter is.

“Seongwu?” You call out a name you haven’t mentioned in years.

Both the man and your daughter turn to look at you. “You know him, mama? He thought I was lost, but I said my mama was here with me. He’s telling me to stop eating candies too much, just like you.” Your daughter crosses her arms.

You run to grab her and immediately pull her to your side, “Yes, honey. I know him.”

Seongwu remained standing there right in front of the both of you. His eyes glued on your daughter–his daughter. Not able to say a thing. By the looks of it, he’s now put two and two together.

He looks exactly the same, his hair a mess–but a mess that looked clean on him only. Only with a few more bags under his eyes. Figures. He’s a doctor by now, you thought. He was still wearing prescription glasses, you always thought it looked cute on him. Whenever you get a glimpse of how his eyes looked so focus beneath those lenses. You were reminded of all those years you spent together back in college. But you were looking through different lenses now.

“H-hey, (y/n).” He mumbles.

“Hey, Seongwu,” you try to break a smile.

“I-Is she…?” He hesitates.

“Yeah,” you carefully pat your daughter on the head.

“Is he my father?” Your daughter turns to look up at you.

You bend down to face your daughter, looking at her intently. “I’m going to tell you all about it when we get home, is that okay?” You hold out your pinky finger and your daughter hooks her little one with yours. She assures you with a nod.

You get up and turn to face Seongwu now. “So…”

“Uh,” he scratches his head. “I’ll see you around?”

“Do you live here?” You ask him.

“Yeah, yeah. Upstairs,” he tells you. His eyebrows still stitched together, quite unsure of everything he says.

“Then I’ll see you around,” you answer without turning back.

You pour some milk on your daughter’s tiny glass, just the perfect size to fit her hand. You place it in front of her on the table. You quietly sit on the chair directly in front of her. “Do you know what I’m about to say?” You hold out her hand.

“He’s my father,” she tightens her grip on yours. It was incredible how she could sense everything and comprehend situations around her so quickly–the type of knowledge you don’t teach, at such a young age. You were lucky you had the most understanding daughter. You never really did keep any secrets from her, maybe only the identity of her father. “I’m sleepy, mama.” She tells you in-between a yawn.

You tuck her in bed and can’t help but think that you were somehow living in the same building with your daughter’s father. You look at her and restrain yourself from shedding a tear. All of those years wishing you could give her a complete family–was now not far within reach.

A knock on your apartment’s door disrupts you from sitting on your couch. You place the book you were reading on the table beside you. You rush up to the peephole and your heart suddenly skips a beat. Seongwu was standing right outside your door. You unlock the door, careful enough not to wake your daughter up–also careful enough not to let him in. “What are you doing here? How did you even find out this was our unit?” You try to whisper.

“I-I…thought I’d see you,” he fidgets with the strings of his large hoodie.

“Stop stuttering, how did you know we lived here?” You ask him furiously, this time demanding an answer.

“I live next door. I saw the both of you earlier,” he tells you without leaving his eyes from yours. It brings you back to that exact same moment he was ready to leave you. You couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.

“You’re our…” you almost shout, but you remember your daughter slept in the next room, “new neighbor?”

“Yes.” He looks down.

“I know you didn’t mean it, but it still hurt.” You straightforwardly tell him. If there was one thing you hated about yourself–it was that you forgave too easily. You, too, understood how others would act the way they did. Sometimes you think you were justifying the way people around you began to hurt you. But you couldn’t help it, your heart was literally soft. And you feared the same way for your daughter.

He breaks down in tears. This was the first time you ever saw him cry in front of you after so long. No, he didn’t cry when he chose medical school over you. But he cried when his parents didn’t allow him to shift to music. He called you and asked if he could stay over at your dorm for the night, risking offences from the discipline officers, you let him stay with you. You let him cry for the rest of the night. You close the door behind you and step out into the hallway with Seongwu.

This time, they were silent sobs. Silent sobs that hit the heart the most. You don’t know what you were doing, but now you find yourself enclosing your arms around his tall figure. Brushing your hand against his back, while the other grips on his hair. You try to calm him down as his whimpers made it harder for him to breathe, “I’m sorry.” His whisper muffled from your hair. “I’m so, so, so, sorry…” He apologizes over and over.

“It’s okay. It’s okay.” You tell him, over and over, with each apology he cries.

“I should’ve…” his breath hitches, “been there for my family.”

You try so hard to stop yourself from starting to cry as well. One of you had to be strong. The words my family kept running inside your head. For six years, you’ve been longing to provide your daughter a complete family. But it was hard, all the rejections you had to endure from dates cancelling on you just because they found out you had a daughter. “It’s not too late,” you tell him.

Seongwu detaches himself from your hug. He looks at you, his cheeks stained with lines of tears. He cups both of your cheeks with his hands, “I love you. I’m sorry. I’m sorry…” He places his forehead on yours and closes his eyes.

“It’s not too late, Seongwu.” You, too, close your eyes. “Just…”

“Just what?” He opens his eyes and looks at you with the softest eyes, glimmering with each pool of water that began to form. “Tell me, please, and I’d make up for everything.”

“Everything?” you ask him.

“Everything,” he firms his grip on your cheeks.

“Don’t leave. Don’t ever leave again,” you hold out your pinky finger and he meets his with yours as he closes his promise. Reassuring you with a nod.

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