#so junghwan x reader

[alohajun]

♡ CLINGY — SO JUNGHWAN

bf!junghwan x fem!reader | wc : 1.5k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, angst, fluff, happy ending, arguments, crying, use of petnames | request — i wonder if i could get an angst fic where the reader fights and make up with him? just a huge argument in general (i'm a sucker for angst lmao)

"i'm sorry, okay? i love you and all, y/n ... but this is too much."

junghwan muttered under his breath, sighing deeply as he avoided meeting your eyes.

the two of you sat in the living room of your shared apartment, the air tense with the seriousness of the conversation your boyfriend had started.

“and what exactly is too much?” you stood, taking a step away from him. “you lived in the dorms all this time because of the comeback, and i never complained.”

“y/n, don’t–”

“you come home after a while, and i can’t even approach you because you are pushing me away! what have i done wrong?”

junghwan furrowed his brows. “i just want some time for myself! am i only allowed to have some free time when i’m at the dorms?” he scoffed, annoyed.

“i never said that.”

“well, you didn’t have to.”

you took a deep breath, turning away from your boyfriend. junghwan immediately noticed the distance between the two of you, rushing to stand closer.

“i didn’t mean it like that. i’m sorry,” he apologized. “it’s just been a stressful week, and everything is piling up.”

you shrugged, trying to show you weren’t affected by his words. “okay? so let it out, then. don’t keep it in.” you frowned, crossing your arms over your chest.

an exhausted sigh escaped his lips, brows furrowed as he contemplated his words. he shut his eyes tightly, taking a deep breath before speaking.

“you’ve been too clingy, okay? it’s not necessarily a bad thing.” you knew he was rambling nervously, looking everywhere but you. “but it’s just you are always there, and i just need—"

“a break?” you continued the rest for him, tears pooling in your eyes. “not to be touchy with you? what else do you need? hm?”

junghwan shook his head. “jagiya, please. i–” he trailed off, trying to fix his words.

were fights like this normal? things like this happen in a relationship, right? this has to be something common, yeah?

you filled your mind with positive thoughts, but as you thought about what junghwan said, it was difficult not to break down in sobs.

you forced a smile. “you don’t need to explain yourself, hwan. it’s fine. i understand.” you lied, seeing the way relief flooded his face instantaneously.

what you said was far from the truth. you weren’t fine; not at all. you didn’t even know what you did so wrong.

why was it wrong for you to be clingy when you were meeting your boyfriend after a few weeks?

you couldn’t wonder what went wrong, holding in your tears as you watched junghwan nervously look at you.

his members were always clinging to him, but he never complained. why is he complaining now? did he not feel the same anymore?

various questions ran through your mind, each of them only breaking you down further.

maybe junghwan doesn’t feel the same anymore. maybe he doesn’t love me. maybe we do need to break up.

“you don’t have to apologize, hwan.” you hoped he believed the façade you put up. “i understand.”

you didn’t understand, though — not even the slightest — but you didn’t want junghwan to know that.

after all, you’d never ask for love from someone who was asking for distance.

so junghwan walked into your shared apartment with a relieved smile on his face now that their comeback promotions were finally over.

ah, this is what freedom feels like.

due to his hectic schedules and work stress, junghwan had long forgotten about the conversation you two had a month ago, and he assumed you did too.

he was so busy with his work that he never noticed how little you spoke with him, waving off your generic texts, thinking you were just as busy as him.

and well, you were just as busy as him — not in the sense he thought, though.

you were busy overthinking every single detail of your conversation with junghwan, causing yourself pain by beating yourself up for the little things.

when the brunet walked into the empty apartment — which seemed like it had been empty for days — his hands immediately turned to his phone, contacting you.

“jagiya, where are you?” he asked, settling his bags in the room as he walked around the house. “is everything alright?”

“i was at jinny’s for a couple of days. on my way back now.”

junghwan hummed in response, nodding even though you couldn’t see him. “ah, alrighty. just wondered where you were. you didn’t even text me about it,” he muttered.

"i didn't want to trouble you, hwan-ah. i'll come home soon, okay? bye."

the brunet couldn’t get a word out before the call ended, standing in the silence of your empty apartment. your words stung, and he couldn’t think why you would ever think you’d be troubling him.

you two were dating. it was normal to share your daily activities with each other and–

junghwan froze, the realization hitting him like an asteroid. he had no idea what you had been doing for the past month. he checked his texts with you, realizing you never shared much with him.

just like that, he remembered the conversation you two had a month ago, wondering if that was the reason you kept your distance, not wanting to ‘trouble’ him.

surely, you aren’t thinking about that. we didn’t really agree on a break, did we? what was even the conclusion we came to in that conversation?

junghwan paced around the apartment, stressing himself immensely with various thoughts — just like you had once. he didn’t even notice you enter the apartment, only shifting his attention when you closed the door.

as junghwan greeted you with his infamous grin, there was nothing more you wanted than to flower kisses all over his face, absolutely missing him dearly after a month of not seeing him.

but you held back, even going the mile to block junghwan when he tried greeting you with a kiss.

“i have been outside all day,” you explained, pushing away your boyfriend gently. “it's better if i take a shower first.”

“oh, okay.” junghwan frowned at your excuse, noting the distant look in your eyes. “i’ll order us lunch.”

“mhm, alright.”

so junghwan moved the food around his plate with his chopsticks, replaying the words he wanted to say in his head multiple times.

“you haven’t been saying much, jagiya,” he commented, his voice barely audible. “just a couple of calls and generic texts. is something wrong?”

you shrugged. “not really. you wanted this anyway, right?” you reminded him of the words that stuck with you for the past month.

“huh?”

“i never really let you complete that sentence. what was it you needed? a break? a breakup? which one was it?”

your eyes held no emotion as you spoke, all your tears wasted on the endless nights you had spent crying over the conversation.

“jagiya, what? no!” junghwan’s voice was raised, almost sounding offended. “i don’t want a breakup. never! how could you ever think that?”

“well, that’s what it sounded like to me when you said i was clingy.” you stared at your plate, not wanting to meet your boyfriend’s eyes. “a breakup is an option.”

“no, it’s not. i would–” junghwan was interrupted by the ringing of his phone, ignoring the call as he held your hands. “y/n, please. i don’t want to–”

he was once again interrupted, this time by your phone ringing. you answered the call without a second thought — anything that would make you look away from junghwan’s tear-filled gaze.

“yes, oppa!” you greeted in a cheery tone, as if you weren’t seconds away from a meltdown. “congrats on your comeback, by the way! manifesting a win for you all!”

so junghwan smiled, his heart warming at the thought of you keeping up with his work despite him having hurt you with his words.

“thanks, y/n!” jihoon replied through the phone. “we are having a little party! come over with hwanie before we run out of snacks.”

you chuckled softly. “i won’t be able to make it, but i’ll send hwan over. have loads of fun!” you cheered, smiling as you pulled the phone away, wanting to end the call.

but before you could, junghwan took the phone from your hand, wanting to make things right. “jihoon-hyung? yeah, something important came up. i won’t be able to make it either,” he explained.

junghwan ended the call, placing your phone on the table before taking your hand in his. you wanted to pull away — you really did — but you couldn’t as you looked into your boyfriend’s glossy eyes.

you sighed. “go do your important thing, hwan. don’t waste your time on me. let’s just have this conversation another day,” you said, looking away.

“you are my important thing, y/n. i apologize for acting like shit, but i will correct my mistakes, i swear. i promise, i will make it right.”

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[nonranghaes]

junghwan's hands steady your own now, and they're warm. he lowers the bag of doughnuts you're holding out for him. "it's okay. you can say it outright."

junghwan's always been the sweetest of the friends you have, and even though you're on the verge of tears now, he's still gentle with you. this was a stupid idea. why did you let jeongwoo talk you into this? you knew of his love of sweets, hence the glazed doughnuts you brought for him.

"i..." your throat is threatening to close up out of anxiety. "happy birthday, junghwan."

he chuckles. "thank you. is that all?"

was this really the shy boy you fell for? he warmed up to you overtime, and now he's lovingly teasing you. you shake your head, but your words won't come out still. why can't you just say it? you said you'd do it today because jeongwoo said you should. which... has to mean that jeongwoo knows something you don't, right? you feel tears brim your eyes, anxiety swallowing you whole, and junghwan gently squeezes your hand.

"it's okay. say it and i'll say it back." his voice is softer now. when did he get so mature, too? you'd heard stories of him getting shy with a girl who confessed to him once. yet he's standing here with you as if it's easy. is it you...? or has he grown? you wish you had the answer.

"how are you so calm right now?" you look up. "you aren't scared to say it?" and when he shakes his head, you take a deep breath. "junghwan... i like you."

"i like you, too." he says as if its the easiest thing in the world. "it's easy because it's you," he says. "can i...?"

you think he's going to kiss you. instead, he leans in, kissing your forehead before accepting the bag from you. they're from his favorite place, and his eyes light up a little with recognition and glee.

he takes one of your hands in his own. "there's a nice place in the park. we can share these, if you want..."

and he's back to being shy, face turning redder by the second. maybe it was the forehead kiss that was too much for him. but you curl your fingers around his palm, and nod. "i'd like that a lot."

[junghwcns]

Always been you

☆ : pairing best friend!junghwan x gn!reader word count 1.2k    genre angst , best friends to lovers , non-idol au, fluff at the very end warnings not proofread , uses y/n, junghwan is kind of mean to reader in the beginning, tons of miscommunication/misunderstandings notes this is my first time writing angsty stuff like this so forgive me if it's not the best; req'd

“Hey Hwan, can we talk?” you say as you lightly grab your best friend of several year's wrist to stop him from going up the stairs to class. 

“Oh, so now you want to talk?” He coughs out coldly.

“What?” you try your best to control your expression but you can’t help the hurt that briefly flashes in your eyes.

“Are you sure you’re not too busy with your guitar lessons with Jeongwoo? I don’t know, you two seemed really close. Maybe you should go talk to him.” he chides, yanking his wrist out of your grasp. At first, confusion and hurt clouds your mind, making it impossible for you to think about what could’ve made him act like this and then you remember. 

“Junghwan… I-” you start to say but Junghwan cuts your explanation short, not wanting to hear about your lessons with Jeongwoo. It was painful enough for him to witness it but for you to tell him about it yourself, he thinks his heart would break in two.

“Forget it. I have to go to class and you should too.” he whispers low enough for you to barely hear him and then he’s gone up the stairs. In your 7 years of being best friends, he’s never acted so cold and distant towards you and now that he has, you never want it to happen again. His few words cut like ice, making you wonder if you did something wrong or if you would ever get a chance to explain yourself. 

As the number of weeks since your encounter increases, so does the number of days it’s been since Junghwan last spoke to you. Having been friends for so long, you’ve never gone more than 3 days without talking to him so these weeks have felt like a lifetime of torture. Little do you know, it’s been torture for Junghwan as well. He had finally worked up the courage to tell you how he feels and then he sees you laughing and cuddling up to Jeongwoo? Everyone had convinced him that you liked him back and didn’t just view him as a friend but suddenly, all those words of encouragement turned into lies. How could you view him as more than just a friend if you liked Jeongwoo? He knew he had to get over you and the only way for him to do that was to avoid you at all costs. If he saw your beaming smile or heard the laugh that was music to his ears, he wouldn’t be able to let you go. So he tried his best but all he ended up doing was hurting you and himself in the end. 

my y/niee~ ❤️‍🩹 can we talk? Read 5:56 pm please? Read 5:56 pm just meet me at our spot on the playground where we first met Read 5:57 pm

hwaniee~ 💟🐶 ok.  Read 5:58 pm

When Junghwan sees you, his heart sinks. You have the hood of (his) sweatshirt that you’re wearing pulled over your head to hide your face but he can still see the redness of your cheeks and how your eyes are puffy from crying. All he wants to do is pull you into a hug and apologize but he can’t because if he does, he’ll fall right back into the routine of loving you. 

Feeling someone approach you, you look up from your seat on the floor of the playground where you and Junghwan first met all those years ago. 

“Junghwan?” you ask into the darkness, only seeing a figure that shares a familiar outline with your best friend. The figure steps into the light from the streetlamps surrounding the playground, revealing themself to be your best friend who is also in the same disheveled state as you. 

“Yeah, it’s me. Don’t worry.” His voice cracks a little as it tries to hold back all of the different emotions he feels. You gesture for him and he walks over to take a seat next to you. Once he sits down, both of you start to speak at the same time. 

“You go first.” He says, motioning for you to continue what you were about to say.

“No, it’s okay. You can go first.” You whisper awkwardly before you squeak out a small laugh.

“What? Why are you laughing?” He questions but still starts to laugh along with you.

“It's nothing... We’ve just never been this awkward before. It’s kind of funny.” You say as you burst into a full on laugh that’s immediately followed by the sound of Junghwan’s. Once the laughter dies down, you know you have to explain yourself before the tears start to fall again.

“Junghwan… I-”

He cuts you off again, but this time, there’s no anger behind it, only remorse. “No, it’s okay. You don’t have to explain yourself.”

“But I do!” You exclaim, turning away from him to hide your face. “I can’t let you think something that’s not true! When you saw me and Jeongwoo together, he was teaching me the guitar. That part’s true, but it wasn’t because I wanted to get closer to him. We were together because I asked him to help me learn a song on the guitar, a song that was supposed to be a surprise for your birthday. Jeongwoo is only a friend who was helping another friend in need.” You turn back to look at him and see his eyes, full of regret. “The idea that you think I like someone else is tearing me up inside because you’re the one I like, Junghwan. It’s always been you.” You cry out, face full of tears. 

“Oh, Y/n. I am so sorry for making you upset. I saw you two laughing together and the thought that maybe you didn’t like me filled my mind.” He sighs and runs his hands through his long, brown hair. “I had finally worked up the courage to tell you how I felt after like 7 years and then I saw you with Jeongwoo and my whole world came crashing down. I avoided you because I knew that in order for me to be happy, I would have to let you go.  I am so sorry, Y/N… for everything. For making you cry and for making you think anything other than the truth, which is that I really, really like you. It’s always been you. From day one until now. I’ve never stopped.” he says, wrapping you in a hug. “Are you cold?” he asks, pulling away slightly to look at your face.

Through chattering teeth, you admit, “Just a little bit.” Junghwan laughs but still takes off his coat and places it on your shoulders to protect you from the cold. He offers you a hand to help you up from the floor and never lets go. Not on your walk home, not once you both entered your house and sat on the couch, and not for the rest of the night. You were finally together and he had absolutely no plans to leave.

[wooahaes]

paper pumpkins

pairing: non-idol!junghwan x gn!reader

genre: fluff <3

word count: ~0.9k

warnings: food mentions. jeongwoo is a bad wingman.

daisy's notes: ngl i both do not miss living in a college dorm and also kinda miss it. just a lil bit in terms of seeing other ppl.

Junghwan was going to fight Jeongwoo for calling him over to the two of you and ditching him.

You had been sitting downstairs with several other people in this co-ed dorm, having been given permission to decorate the main room and kitchen with autumn-themed things. You didn’t live on Junghwan’s floor, but he always seemed to run into you whenever he had laundry to do. You were in a few of his general classes, too—the biology course he was taking to fill one of his science credits, the basic level writing course… If he wanted to be sappy, he’d say it was maybe fate pushing the two of you together. Jeongwoo knew you pretty well, and he’d been the reason Junghwan was officially introduced to you. 

And Jeongwoo, upon seeing Junghwan come in, immediately flagged him down and asked you to help in his place before pretending that one of the shorter girls elsewhere in the room had called him over. Junghwan knew that Jeongwoo probably joined their table and casually began chatting them up, mentioning that he needed to pretend to be busy while Junghwan talked to you.

“Junghwan?” 

He snapped back to reality, realizing he’d been somewhat glaring at Jeongwoo for the past few seconds. “Yes?”

You said nothing at first, merely chuckling to yourself as you continued cutting out the pumpkin you were busy making. “Nothing,” you said. “Are you mad he ditched you?”

Junghwan shook his head. He was, but he didn’t want it to seem like he was mad to be stuck with you when he felt the exact opposite. “I feel like he’s planning something,” he said, technically lying. He knew Jeongwoo had planned something… but he couldn’t shake the feeling there was another part to this.

“Aren’t all of us?” 

“Hm?”

“I mean… We’re always making plans for something—” And you paused, wincing. “Sorry, that was stupid—”

“No, you’re right…” He grew more flustered, “I just…” 

Say something cool. Say something suave. Oh my god, just say something that isn’t stupid—

“Do you have a plan?” He paused, “For this! For the pumpkin thing—”

And you giggled again, although he couldn’t shake the feeling it was more out of endearment than because he’d made a fool of himself. “I do! I traced out shapes for a face on these pieces of construction paper,” you slid it over. “Jeongwoo was supposed to cut them out and help me paste ‘em down before taping it up on the door, but… You can see where that went.”

Junghwan wordlessly picked up the scissors, looking over the shapes you’d drawn. The eyes and mouth for the jack-o-lantern, a stem, leaves… It was cute. It reminded him of what he’d seen people do in elementary schools. “I can do that.”

“Would you?” Your sweet smile would have made him say yes even if he didn’t want to, to be honest. “You’re sweet,” you hummed. “Thank you, Junghwan.” 

With that, Junghwan decided to prod a little to be nice. He asked about your day (good, thanks!) and what roped you into helping with the decor (I dunno, just felt like being crafty?), trying to act as casually as he could. You’d passed him a rubber band at one point since his hair kept falling into his face, apologizing that you didn’t have a proper hair tie—but he’d waved that off. The fact that you were thinking of him was more than enough for him to be happy, and he kept working alongside you diligently. 

“Hey… Junghwan?” You’d finished cutting out the pumpkin and were currently pasting down one of the eyes he’d slid over to you. “Are you seeing anybody?”

He looked up, nearly fumbling with the leaf he’d been almost done cutting out. “No?”

“I see…” You nodded along. “Is that why Jeongwoo keeps asking if I have a boyfriend?”

Thank god he just finished cutting out that leaf, because he would have fucked it up had he not. “What?!” 

The sound of your warm giggle put him at ease again—you didn’t seem bothered by any of it. “I dunno. Just an inkling I’ve had.” 

He slid the mouth of the pumpkin to you, and watched as you carefully coated one side of it with a glue stick. “Does it bother you?”

“Not at all,” you smoothed your hand over the paper once you stuck it together. “I was actually thinking maybe we could—”

Jeongwoo, with the worst timing in the world, popped up. “Hey! Are you two almost done?” If Junghwan could set someone on fire with his mind right now… 

“We’ve got it covered,” Junghwan said, already pushing his friend away by the shoulder, “go help someone else.”

Baffled, Jeongwoo stared back at him, before nodding along. “Okay…?” 

Junghwan turned back to you. “Yes.”

You just smiled, chuckling to yourself. “Okay,” you said. “I know a cafe just off campus. Thanks for buying my drink, Junghwan.”

If it meant he could see your cute, teasing smile again… He’d buy you whatever warm drinks you wanted. Especially if it meant he’d get to hold your hand on the way there, still electrified from the moment your fingers brushed while taping up the pumpkin.

(And maybe he’d grab a cookie for Jeongwoo… Even if his attempts at being a wingman didn’t work out perfectly.)

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[goddamnosamu]

cook all the pain away!

Pairing: nonidol!junghwan (aged-up) x reader 

Genre: fluff fluff fluf

Edited!!

a/n: i’ve been stocking up on some fluff prompts because most of the prompts on my list are angst and i didn’t want to constantly post angst fics so here’s a cute junghwan fic for yall! My bias in treasure is junghwan so writing this felt like getting a heart attack every minute because of how cute he is, so i hope yall enjoyed this fic and don’t forget to reblog or like this and my other fics to show support! I never really got to do my carrd because apparently, i don’t have sites anymore LMAO so i’ll probably use notion for my introduction hehe

You don’t know how you both ended up in this situation, but cooking is and will continue to be one of the hardest things to learn, especially if you’re cooking with another person. You asked junghwan to come to your apartment to spend time with you since you were feeling a bit gloomy due to the inevitable stress from a very demanding course at your university. At first, you told junghwan just to bring some food he wanted or order takeout once he arrived, but he whined and whined all throughout the phone call saying that you both should cook your own food from time to time because he deemed it to be “healthy”. You both are probably going to order the same food with the same ingredients and same procedure, so you didn’t really understand what he meant by healthy if you both were going to cook something fried. (You didn’t argue back because even if you absolutely loved him whining, you just wanted food.) He even insisted on picking you up to go grocery shopping for the ingredients, which took both of you roughly 2 hours because for two reasons: his absolute love for food and worrying about getting the wrong ingredients.

“Babe, do you think we need some more snacks in your apartment?”

“Hwan, I’m literally out the majority of the time. I probably won’t need 5 packs of different snacks.” you told him while putting back the snacks he placed. He teasingly pouted to you, as if it were a crime to reject more snacks in your apartment. You saw him place a few bags for himself discreetly in the cart, but failing miserably because of how loud he was throwing the snacks. You laughed a bit, enjoying the way he tries his best to hide the snacks under the piles of other ingredients needed for the food you both were going to cook later.

“Babe, is this the right one?

“We need crushed garlic, not 5 cloves of it.”

Long story short, grocery shopping should be easy but apparently, it took you both longer than expected. Junghwan calls it “quality time” and you couldn’t help but agree and laugh all the way back to your apartment. Junghwan wanted to make what one of his hyungs made for dinner in the other dorm. He said the food was called “Wowmyeon” and he kept gushing about how good it looked and wanted to make it with you when his hyungs sent him a picture in their group chat. 

“Do you know the recipe for the Wowmyeon, hwannie?” you asked when you were unloading all the ingredients on the counter.

“Why do we need a recipe when you have me?” he said while washing the onions in the sink and gave you a proud smile, thinking he was going to make the best wowmyeon – even better than his hyung.

“You forgot the recipe, didn’t you?”

“Yeah.” he said shamelessly, thinking nothing will go wrong with the cooking because when his hyung explained the recipe to him, it sounded easy.

“Don’t worry though, we could always call my hyung if things start to go south.” he gave you a kiss on the forehead while moving on to wash the green onions.

Moments like these were something you absolutely treasured with junghwan. Being able to spend time with him despite your clashing schedules from class or even after-school activities was always the best thing. You both knew to take some time off to be with one another and avoid overwhelming each other when stress starts to build up. You both worked so well together in the whole duration of your relationship, and you couldn’t help but be thankful for a loving boyfriend like him.

“Do you want to talk about anything?” Junghwan asks while cutting up the pork belly into bite-sized pieces. 

“Hmm, nothing in particular, but I just wanted to tell you how much I enjoy being around you.” you gave him a smile while putting your head on his shoulder while he puts the pork belly in the pan.

“Well, I’m really happy I get to be around you as well. You make me so happy.” He said looking at you with the wide smile that you absolutely adored. His eyes hold pure adoration as he sees your head on his shoulder. You were immediately welcomed into his arms as he hides his face on your shoulder. His tight grip on your figure as if wanting to hold you forever in his arms. At that moment, you both were just melting into each other’s touch – completely enjoying the intimacy and warmth of an embrace filled with love. 

“You know, I remember practicing how to ask you out in front of the mirror.” he mumbled on your shoulder, shy to even look at you. You hummed in response, allowing him to continue before you tease him.

“It was the first time I’ve done something like that, even the hyungs were worried that I hit my head or something.” he laughed as he pulled away from you, basking in the sight of you in front of him – looking at him full of love and contentment despite being together almost for a year.

“I’m more worried about the fact that you really might have hit your head or something. Maybe a fever?” You teased as you put your head on his forehead imitating how a person checks for a fever. Then you began to laugh because of the exaggerated pained-like expression he put on to say he was sick.

“I think I love you,” he said, face being serious all of a sudden. 

“Scratch that, I do love you. Thinking about loving you doesn’t amount to anything.” he continued.

You were completely shocked by the sudden confession. You knew it was about time to say those words, but hearing them right now sent chills down your body. It’s not that you don’t love him, you do. God, you really do love him. You just didn’t know how to tell him for fear of him not thinking the same way, or maybe it was too early to say it. You honestly got teary-eyed, relief washing over you because he feels the same way as you do; loving him was something you realized earlier on and getting to hear it really lifted your insecurities being with him

Just as you were about to say the words back, you smelled something burning. 

Oh. oh

And from the horror on your face and the burning smell of meat hitting you both in the nose, junghwan immediately pushed you to the side away from the burning and turned off the stove, and looked at the burnt pork belly with a displeased looked.

“You okay? God, we only bought a few pork bellies for both of us.” junghwan signed, as he started putting the pot in the sink and downed it with water.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying attention and we were enjoying our time and we won’t have anything for dinner anymore, and–”

“I love you, too. So so much.” you said while putting your hands on his cheeks so he could pay attention to you.

Junghwan looked at you in shock. Barely comprehending the words that left your mouth, something he's been wanting to hear from you for so long. He was smitten by you. He loves everything about you. He didn't know what to say, except stare into your eyes.

"I love you so much." You whispered to him as you pulled him for a hug. He immediately wrapped his arms around you, not wanting to let go of a moment he so desperately wanted to replay forever in his mind.

And for what seemed like hours of hugging  you both pulled away. Junghwan placed his forehead on yours, whispering sweet nothings and strings of i love you's while you were getting a bit shy with the biggest smile plastered on your face. And in those strings of words did junghwan kiss you. The kiss was different compared to the ones you shared with him before. This was more intimate, full of love. It was a way to remind each other that you both were in it for the long run, and you couldn't be happier. 

"All we needed to do was fail in cooking for us to say 'i love you'. You said with a soft smile, while junghwan had his arm around you. Junghwan hummed in reply, as he looked back at the mess in the kitchen.

"So much for our food, though."

"Let's just order takeout. You want some chicken?"

"Yes, please!" He said in his best aegyo pose while you continued giggling as you dial the hotline of both your favorite chicken place.

BONUS:

"How does someone even burn pork belly?" Jihoon asked through the phone with the most dumbfounded expression. 

"It was an accident, hyung!" Junghwan said while trying to stir fry the pork belly with the constant reminder from his hyung to not burn the pork belly.

"Just follow the steps I sent you, I'm pretty sure y/n can handle the rest if you get lost." Jihoon said, muttering something you both couldn't hear but it was along the lines of couples in this new generation (as if he isn't part of the same generation).

"Now we know we can’t cook anything together.” junghwan said while pouring the water to let the ingredients boil.

“At least we get to learn cooking together, even if it means getting an earful from your hyungs.”

Junghwan wrapped you in his arms and immediately hid by your neck to prevent you from seeing the evident blush on his cheeks. God, you could spend every second with him and you wouldn't be tired. You'll continue to look for him everyday, and comfort each other whatever it takes.

[ssssachi]

A JUNGHWAN AU WHERE . . .

< treasure masterlist >

[asahicore]

espresso macchiato - sjh

part 1 of the coffee mini-series // prompt 72 of the 100 kisses list, accidentally bumping noses

pairing. coworker!junghwan x fem!reader

synopsis. It’d only been a month since Junghwan had started to work with you at the coffee shop, but your crush on him was already threatening to make itself known. It took a broken espresso machine and a cute accident for you to find out that these feelings might not be one-sided.

genre. winter au, coffee shop au, fluff with a side of fluff and extra fluff, noona!reader (just one-year age gap tho)

word count. 2.2k

a/n. i said two seconds ago that i would post this tomorrow but i already changed my mind. i had so so much fun writing this so i hope you will too while reading! i tried to make it as cute as possible... just cute cute cute... super excited to write the rest of the series. no promises but i'll try to do like a double update next weekend with part 2 of this and part 2 of hey heeseung !! ok i know nobody reads these but as always lmk what u think pls and thank u bye bye &lt;3

winter.

You should’ve known that nothing good could come out of having such a cute coworker as So Junghwan.

The moment he’d stepped into the coffee shop, announcing himself with a big smile as the new barista, you had to keep yourself from freaking out. Somehow, all the ugly things that came with being a barista hadn’t tarnished your dream for a coffee shop romance. No amount of spilled coffee and rude customers could stop you from wishing a handsome guy would stride in and sweep you off your feet.

But now that said handsome guy had finally strode in, you didn’t know what to do with yourself. Because it wasn’t enough for the handsome guy to just be handsome, he also had to be charming, and kind, and funny. And tall. Very, very tall. If at first his face alone had been enough to destabilize you, soon, it was his contagious boyish grin, the sound of his laughter, the way his hands worked the machines that made your heart beat faster than it should. You’d even started to like the fact that he called you noona - at first, you chided him for it, arguing that you were barely a year older than him, but he insisted, and you didn’t have a choice but to get used to it.

As with most bad things in your life, you blamed your manager. Got a cold? The manager insisted on turning the heating all the way up this winter, and your body has gone into shock every time you’ve had to go back into the cold outside. Missed a deadline? The manager asked you to take over someone else’s shift that one day you had planned on writing your essay after procrastinating for two weeks. Liked the new barista? The manager made you responsible for his training, because “you’ve been here for so long” (two years) and “you’re one of our best” (ten time employee of the month, thank you very much) and “you have the most overlapping shifts with him, anyway.” No problem, boss. No problem at all, you’d said, and you had meant it, until Junghwan walked right from your dreams and into the coffee shop on a bright morning in early December.

The first few weeks, it was easy to lie to yourself that it was just due to Junghwan being practically perfect that you felt like this - anyone with eyes and an attraction to men would react the same way. Or so you thought, until you talked to your coworker-turned-bestie, Jayoon.

“I don’t know, I think he’s kinda dorky.” Your friend had simply shrugged when you asked her about the newbie. You’d been trying to be as nonchalant as possible, but your interest in him was obvious. But then she’d seen your appalled expression, and tried to backtrack slightly. “I mean, super nice and all, just not my style. He’s all yours,” she’d added with a wink.

You realized you had a proper crush on him when a customer wrote her number on the receipt and left it for him, and the jealousy you felt upon seeing the slight blush that spread across his cheeks was too much to ignore. Something you had noticed about Junghwan after a month of working with him was that he could dish it but not take it. When it came to grabbing something you couldn’t reach from the top shelf for you, telling you your hair looked cute that day, or making a little heart on top of the latte you desperately needed when you worked the opening shift together, he was a pro - but if you so much as called him cute or patted his head, the boy became a stammering and blushing mess, akin to the clueless female lead of a high school romance anime.

Seeing someone else have that effect on him was no fun. You wanted to run after the girl and lecture her about disturbing coffee shop employees when they’re trying to do their job, but you knew you just wished you had as much guts as her to shoot your shot with Junghwan.

“Look, noona, a girl gave me her number,” he said, gloating and holding the small piece of paper for you to see, when a random two p.m. rush had subsided. “She even drew a heart.”

You scoffed, turning away and pretending to be busy rearranging the syrup shelf so he wouldn’t see the glare in your eyes. “You look so happy,” you commented moodily. Great job hiding your crush, Y/N, you thought.

“It is pretty flattering.”

You turned your head to look at him. He’d taken a few steps closer to you and was now resting his back against the counter, palms flat on the surface behind him to hold him up. His smile had gotten even wider, that idiot. You squinted your eyes at him. “So, are you gonna call her? Or text her?”

“No,” he’d answered right away, and the lack of hesitation took you by surprise. “There’s someone else I like.”

The words had already made your breath hitch in your throat - but as if he was intent on killing you, Junghwan started walking right towards you, only stopping when he was towering over your shorter frame. He crumbled the receipt in his hands and threw it in the trash can that you happened to be standing in front of, his eyes never once leaving yours. He beamed down at you, that familiar, puppyish grin that lights up his whole face, and, as if nothing happened, walked to the register to take the order of a customer that had just arrived.

It took at least a full minute for your breathing to return to normal.

-

Junghwan was a quick learner. He mastered the espresso machine and latte art in record time, remembered recipes to specialty drinks easily, and didn’t panic when someone ordered something he’d never made before. He also wasn’t scared to ask for help, and you’d soon grown used to his questions, tone ranging from simply curious to downright alarmed. Noona, do I add cocoa powder on top of a cappuccino? Noona, what’s the difference between a regular latte and a latte macchiato? Noona, why the hell does this person want their chai to be dirty?!

So when he called out, Noona, I think the machine’s broken, you hadn’t thought anything of it at first. Luckily, it was reaching closing time, and not many people came for a caffeine fix at seven in the evening, so you could easily deal with the machine. 

You headed to where Junghwan was crouching, glaring at the espresso machine as if that would magically fix it. You shook your head at him with a chuckle and told him to scooch over. Either in an attempt to tease you, or because he genuinely wanted to know how to repair it, Junghwan followed your every move, very, very closely. He stood and bent over the machine along with you, checked the water and coffee bean levels along with you, made sure the tubes were properly cleaned along with you. But in the end, it was just that the tube that poured the espresso had come somewhat loose, and so the machine beeped in warning every time one tried to make coffee.

“Look, it’s no big deal, just that the tube came loo- Oh!”

Junghwan had been looking at you as you explained the problem, but the two of you were crouching in front of the counter, so close together that when you turned your head to look at him, your noses had bumped into each other. You’d both leaned back in surprise at the same time, eyes widening and heat spreading to both of your faces as you peered at each other, astonished. But then, Junghwan’s face broke into a grin, and a chuckle escaped his lips, then another one. You burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter, the fact that you had to keep quiet because of the few remaining customers in the shop making it even harder to stop giggling.

When after a few minutes, you managed to regain your senses, a wave of shyness hit you - even if for just a split second, you had been close enough to Junghwan for your noses to touch, even, perhaps, for your lips to touch. And thinking about kissing Junghwan was not good for your heart.

A silence settled between the two of you, and you were thankful for the music playing softly and the chatter of the customers that filled the otherwise quiet coffee shop. You could barely look at Junghwan anymore and found him quickly averting his gaze as well every time you dared a glance at him, as if the same realization had hit him.

Fifteen minutes later and you could finally close. You and Junghwan said “bye” to the last customers, then started cleaning the store and preparing it for tomorrow’s first shifters in unusual silence - normally, you’d spend an hour joking around, chasing the other with a mop or spraying water on the other’s face, but today, not a peep could be heard from either of you. You didn’t know what to make of it, but at least, it meant you were done half an hour earlier than usual.

Shivering, Junghwan watched as you hurriedly locked the doors to the coffee shop, wanting to put your gloves on as quickly as possible. It was so warm and toasty inside that stepping outside was like being pushed into a bath of ice water. You were about to start walking to the bus stop, as you always did with Junghwan after the closing shift, but he stopped you.

“Noona, your scarf.” He stepped in front of you and reached out to tighten your scarf, even though it was already snug around your neck. Immediately recalling the proximity you’d been in not even an hour earlier, all you could do was look up at him, mouth slightly agape in surprise. When his eyes met yours, a small grin bloomed on his lips. He kept his hands on your scarf, holding gently there.

“What’s wrong with it?” you asked in a quiet voice, looking down at your scarf so Junghwan couldn’t see your flustered reaction - but something prompted you to meet his eyes once more. 

His grin got wider and unconsciously, you started smiling too. “Nothing,” he admitted, then finally let go of your scarf, and you released a breath at the same time. You followed as he started walking towards the bus stop, hanging your head low so he couldn’t see the smile on your lips. Just like you, his hands were buried in his coat pockets, but you were itching to reach out and grab one of them. You couldn’t stop wondering what his reaction would be.

Then, he sighed contentedly. When you looked up at him, he was smiling too, looking straight ahead of him. The cold had already bit at his cheeks and nose, staining them bright red, and there were slowly melting snowflakes covering his hair. You thought he’d never looked so handsome. It was almost painful, tearing your gaze away from his face.

“It’s so cold, you can see your breath,” he suddenly said, and you laughed. Not because what he’d said was particularly funny or interesting, but because it was such a relief, hearing his voice after long minutes of silence.

“Yeah,” you simply replied, giggling when your gazes met for a brief moment.

When you reached the bus stop, you sat down on the bench while he stood, tracing figures in the snow with his foot. Your heart swelled ten times its size and you couldn’t stop smiling as he wrote your initial, a plus sign and his initial, then encircled them in a heart. You shook your head at him but it made you unreasonably happy.

“Too cheesy?” he asked, smiling so wide that the corners of his eyes crinkled.

“No, I love it,” you replied, giggling, but you meant it.

He sat down next to you, kicking your shoe with his, and you both giggled at nothing. Too soon, his bus came. 

“Noona?” he called out as he stood up, walking towards the bus door. You said nothing but raised your head, waiting for him to go on. “You know how I said there’s someone I like?”

This time, you said nothing because you couldn’t speak. Your heart stopped beating, anticipating his next words. You meekly nodded.

The bus doors opened and he slipped inside, turning back to look at you, that boyish grin you love so much still on his lips.

“It’s you.”

The doors closed and Junghwan headed to a window seat, waving happily at you as the bus took him away, as if he hadn’t just dropped a bomb on you.

When your shock faded, all that was left was happiness. Junghwan’s sudden confession filled you with a warm, honey-like feeling that settled comfortably in your heart, in your bones, everywhere. The cold January air couldn’t cool you down.

You didn’t stop smiling for a second the whole way home, and you’d never been so excited for your next shift.

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[mashimarshmello]

A Night In Iksan

pairing: best friend!junghwan x gn!reader

warnings: lowercase intended. not proof read. flirting if you squint. friends to lovers sort of. lmk if you see anything else.

word count: 1.5k

a/n: hiiii! this my very first writing ever so i hope you like it! since i’m new please give me thoughts & feedback, i would really appreciate it! this is just a random scenario. junghwan is my fav cow baby and he’s growing up on me so i wanted to write a fluff about him since i have a soft spot for him.🥲

you pull your phone out of your pocket to look at the time and see that it’s 8:56 PM. you and junghwan are walking the streets of iksan. the lights coming from the buildings and skyscrapers are shining on your and junghwan’s faces. he smiled while pointing at a tall building. “i think that’s the biggest one we’ve seen yet.” your bestie was always easily fascinated. it’s been like that since middle school when you first met him.

flashback

it was both of y’all’s first day and you stared at the school. you were actually pretty nervous for your first day and stood in the same place for quite some time. you look to your right side to see a boy staring at the building with big wandering eyes and a faint smile. “doesn’t this building look huge?” he asked in fascination.

you kept looking at him until he turned his face towards you. that’s when you realized he was talking to you. “oh uh, y-yeah i guess it is..” you look down at your feet avoiding eye contact since your nerves were getting the best of you. “what’s wrong? are you nervous?” the boy asked politely.

“is it that obvious?” you cup your hands to your face. the boy giggles at your nervous state. “no. just a lucky guess.” he says. “i guess i’ll see you around then?” he asks as you finally looked back up at him. “may-be..” you hesitated, looking back down.

he walks away holding the straps on his backpack, but he stops at the sudden command that came from your mouth. “wait!” he turns around with a look that’s a mixed of curious and puzzled. “what’s your name?” you look at his eyes once more. “so junghwan.” he answers. “is it okay if i walk with you, junghwan?” you fiddle with your fingers behind your back hoping for a nice answer. “yeah!” he exclaimed, having high hopes to finally befriend someone this year and you thought the same. you two were inseparable since.

end of flashback

you sometimes like to dwell on the memory of when you two first met because it was sweet and kind of adorable in your opinion. junghwan snaps you out of your daze when he grabs your hand and takes you to a white and orange kitten underneath one of the streetlights in front of your path. you see that your bestie starts petting the cute stray kitten as it purrs under his palm. “the kitten seems to like you already.” you squat down petting the small animal yourself. “hey, what can i say? the kitten seems smitten over me.” he laughs at his attempt to rhyme. you stand back up and cringe at him, rolling your eyes at his failed rhyme.

you soon take out your phone and start taking pictures of him while he’s caught off guard. he clicks his tongue at the small cat as it gives him attention, wrapping it’s tail around his wrist making the boy smile. you capture a cute picture of the interaction and well as another. you also got a cute picture of him staring at the kitten after he stops petting it, and it meowed right at him missing the touch of his petting. junghwan finally stands up and you put your phone away.

“you ready to go?” you nod and walk with him once again heading back to the hotel you two are staying at. your never ending conversations with him make the walk much better and faster. in the middle of the walk home, junghwan asked, “did you have fun?”

“mhmm” you nod. “i actually had a really nice time, it was very peaceful. you?” you looked at him. “anything is fun when you’re around.” you nudge him on his arm to stop him from playing around. “what? i’m serious.” he chuckles lightly nudging you back. “what was your favorite part?” he added on to his question. “hmm..probably the pictures i took of you and the cat.” you smile. “really? you took pictures?lemme see!” his eyes and smile grow as you pull out your phone to show him the photos taken by you.

he points at the one where the kitten’s tail is wrapped around his wrist. “i like that one. that one is my favorite.” he stares at the picture. “i like that one too, you look really cute there.” junghwan’s eyes fixate on you. the comment threw him off making him blush. you always threw compliments his way but this one felt, and even sounded, different. “thank you.” he mumbles quietly. you look at him and see that his face is all flushed and his hands are tucked in his pockets.

you know he’s flustered from the compliment but you decide to mess with him. “junghwan..are you okay? are you feeling sick?” you questioned worryingly. you touch his cheek and his head with the back of your hand to see if he has a ‘fever’. you almost touched his neck but he grabs your hand with both of his. “im fine, i promise.” a nervous laugh comes from his end as he lowers your hand gently. you laugh as you leave him convinced, and you ruffled his soft hair making his face scrunch up.

you two finally made it back to the hotel and you took a shower first, putting on some comfortable clothes and finding a movie to watch while your best friend takes a shower. as you wait, you decided to step out on the balcony, looking around the city and looking at city lights. while you’re outside admiring the scenery, junghwan comes out of the bathroom drying his hair on the towel for a few more seconds before tossing it to the side. he sees that you’re not in the room anymore so he looks around frantically until his eyes land on you, sighing in relief.

junghwan meets you on the balcony, brushing his arm on yours to signal that he’s beside you. you look to your right side to see him pouting as his wet hair covers his eyes. “are you looking at the pretty scenery without me?” he whined. you roll your eyes at the boy. “oh no, i am so sorry. how will you ever forgive me?” you fake your sincerity. junghwan brushes it off and just opens his arms. you grin and lean into him as he embraces you. his fresh scent lingering off of him relaxes you into his arms more, making you smile.

“you smell nice.” you say barely above a whisper. he pulls his head away and you smile as you look at him. you two are still hugging but you see a blush rise on his cheeks. “awe look at my blushing bestie!” you tease, squishing his left cheek between your fingers. “come on, how come you never get flustered around me?” he combs his hair with his fingers losing eye contact with you. you laugh at his own flustered state. “i don’t know, i guess i’m good at hiding it.” you slip out. junghwan lifts an eyebrow at you and you look away laughing nervously. “i— i didn’t mean it lik—”

“you didn’t mean it like that?” he asked in a teasing way. he lifts his right hand and feels your heartbeat. the pace is slightly faster than normal but he feels it speeding up. “are you nervous?” he asks with a smile sneaking up on his face. “no..are you?” you place your hand on his. his heart going at a faster pace than yours. “yes, but you already knew that.” he cocks his head. you drop your hand back down.

“i’m tired of these games you play, junghwan.” you walk away heading inside but junghwan grabs your hand and stops you. you turn and look him in the eye. “i’m tired of you playing games with me, too.” he looks for a certain response but you stare at him in silence.

“be with me.” he says.

it takes you by surprise but you finally snapped back into reality. “like you and me together? in a relationship?…” junghwan nods “i like you, and i know you like me too. i know this is out of the blue but please let’s give it a shot.” he grabs your other hand and rubs circles on the back of your hands.

you drop your head down and chuckle making junghwan nervous. “was it that obvious?” you ask him, making him feel at ease with your reply. “no. just took a lucky guess.” he laughs holding you back in his arms again and you wrap your arms around him. this moment right now has got you feeling like your in a slight deja vu moment.

the moon is shining brighter and so are the city lights. your stomach feels like tiny little butterflies are in your stomach and your best friend just confessed to you. he means everything to you and your feelings for junghwan have been lingering for quite a while.

you turn and plant a kiss on his cheek and junghwan looks at you with wide eyes.

“okay, let’s do it.”

[luvbrie]

‘LOVE... ESSAYS?’ 01

— y/n cries on spam

taglist ,, @enhacolor @kazuwon @ravenori @milkybonya @sseastar-main @chanhee-hee

notes. just a small lil fun thing to get things going! kinda just to get a feel on how the members will interact n stuffs !!! do not fret. things will be getting INTERESTING in a bit >;))

[keiwook]

‧₊˚ ⋅ oh, he's charming ! ‧₊˚ ⋅ — park gunwook smau

⊹˚. ♡ synopsis ever since y/n’s favourite artist has been obsessed with giving most fanservice to the noona’s, she thought ‘must be nice to be a noona’. y/n has had a few relationships in the past but they were always the same age or older. so she starts wondering ‘what if.. i became a noona..?’ she didn’t think that would’ve happened until she met a charming younger boy.

⊹˚. ♡ pairing park gunwook x fem!reader

⊹˚. ♡ genre high school au, social media au, gunwook noona agenda, younger gunwook older reader, gunwook is a bit dense, reader has never had an actual crush b4, fluff, comedy, alot of written parts ehe

⊹˚. ♡ warnings swearing, kys/kms jokes, mental illness jokes, homophobic jokes, an attempt to be funny agsfuahsj, some teeny sexual jokes, idk how twitter works, humour that prolly only me and my friends find funny

⊹˚. ♡ featuring zerobaseone (gunwook, gyuvin, ricky), boys planet contestant (haruto, junghyun, junhyeon), ive (wonyoung), enhypen (niki), newjeans (minji, danielle), kep1er (hikaru), treasure (junghwan), nmixx (jiwoo)

⊹˚. ♡ status discontinued !

‧₊˚ ⋅ profiles onlyfriends ♡ gunwook’s squad

‧₊˚ ⋅ content

╰ one ; surrounded by couples all the time

╰ two ; noona neomu yeppeo

╰ three ; michyeo

╰ four ; stars in your eyes

╰ five ; connected by tiles..?

╰ six ; coming soon

╰ seven ; coming soon

╰ eight ; coming soon

╰ nine ; coming soon

╰ ten ; coming soon

‧₊˚ ⋅ taglist (open, shoot me an ask or comment to be added !) ╰ @big-uwu-stan @kpoprhia @bruhiamistake @ilovechanhee @trashydez @doobinnies @avocarua @solarwoniii @sulkygyu @jiaant11 @trsrina @chanlixed @missuszabini @sparklingsjy @tocupid @alwayswook @xxpr3ttyk173rxx @rikimylove @xiurmy-everything @taereae @deafeningtyrantmilkshake @wonnie-avenue @i520cm @kimiczi

bold can’t tag !!

[nhularin]

WHATS AFTER LIKE ?! Y.JW

Life is not easy as a rookie and you know that! After going viral with your fancam you have gained not only the attention of the public but also that of Enhypens cat like leader. What happens if you wake up one day with your names trending on twt ?!

PAiRiNGS: Jungwon x idol!fem reader

FEAT: ive, lesserafim, enhypen, Bahiyyih (kepler), Junghwan (treasure), zoa (weeekly) &team and more !!!

BYR !! kys/kms jokes included, girlboss yn, jungwon is in denial, my humor is SHIT, !! Noze (WAYB) & Liz (IVE) as yn ! not proofread and slow burn!!! 80% are fillers im SORRY!

GENRE: smau with some written chapters, fluff, slight angst, crack, strangers to lovers, slow burn

TAGLIST req here if you want to be added!!

STATUS hiatus

DATE Oct 14 2022

PLAYLiST

IVE TAYO TAYO BOYZ 05z && co

00. ?!?! (nervous)

01. izGONE

02. Cereal piss

03. WHOS YUNJIN?!?!

04. UEUEUE (crying)

05. ff? fan fictions?

06. Calm down kitten

07. JunGONE

08. average wattpad plot

09. MuBank not Inkigayo!!!!

10. Applehoon pc

11. Stayc girls...?

12. I'm so curious yeah!

13. Eunchae my main slayer

14. pd48 SCAM!!!!!

15. wannabe shojo male lead #ANTISUNGHOON

16. Hate Dive

17. You're on your own kid

18. Ateez <3

[alohajun]

♡ PRETTY YOU — SO JUNGHWAN

junghwan x fem!reader | wc : 0.5k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, fluff, swearing, strangers to friends (?) | request — hiii :) can you write a fic for junghwan? tysm i love your writings 🥰

"ah, fuck my life."

you cursed your luck, sitting at the bus stop while contemplating your life decisions.

should've watched my step. you wondered, looking down at your arm that was in a cast. but i could've sworn that step wasn't there before.

after a minor accident that resulted with your arm in a cast, you were informed you had an appointment for your passport picture.

and with your roommate away for the weekend, you had absolutely no one to help you. it took you all your effort to get your clothes prim and proper, but you forgot about your hair in the process.

upon seeing your phone's reflection, you realised you needed to be absolutely professional for the picture — and this meant having a proper hairstyle.

and as last resort, you took a deep breath, turning towards the male beside you who was also waiting for the bus. he looks nice. you wondered, politely smiling.

"hi. i'm really sorry for disturbing you," you apologised as you greeted him. "but could you please help me tie my hair?"

so junghwan seemed confused at first, wondering why you were asking him before he saw the cast on your arm.

"i, uh, haven't really done this before," he admitted honestly, feeling bad when he saw your mood deflate. "i could try, though."

"that'd be much appreciated," you thanked him. "i have to get my passport pictures done and my roommate's also not home. i'm really sorry for troubling you like this!"

you felt terrible and weirdly enough that brought a smile on junghwan's face. he knew you genuinely meant every word you spoke, and your politeness warmed his heart.

"i'll touch your hair now," he announced awkwardly, standing behind as he gathered your hair in his hand. "is your fracture really bad? does it hurt?" he asked, trying to make some conversation as he tried to figure out what to do.

"it's a minor one, but it hurts a lot more than i thought," you replied, oddly feeling comfortable with this stranger. "i'm sorry about this, really."

junghwan chuckled, shaking his head, though you couldn't see it. "it's alright. if anything, i'm sorry if i'm doing anything wrong," he apologised. "i don't want you to ruin your picture because of me," he muttered.

his touch on your hair was very gentle, and you could feel him trying his best and you deeply appreciated that.

once he had tied your hair, junghwan stood in front of you, taming your flyaways before taking out his phone and turning the camera towards you.

"wah," you exclaimed, totally in awe. "you are really good at this! thank you very much!"

the male only smiled in response, relieved to hear his shoddy work of tying your hair was acceptable. "well, that's a relief," he muttered, nodding politely as he moved away.

"seriously, i mean it," you commented, grateful for the help. "it came out exactly like i would do it. i can't believe you've never done this before!"

the raven-haired male shyly smiled as he looked at you, admiring the absolute golden retriever energy that was radiating off you.

for the time first time in his life, so junghwan wanted to get know to someone, and the someone who pulled on his heartstrings was none other than you.

"ah, well, i'm glad i was able to pull off a pretty hairstyle for a pretty you."

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[purrplegyuu]

Barely adults | So Junghwan

Warnings: Poor plot, First time (not penetration), masturbation, only clitoris stimulation actually, both of them are virgins, no actually loss of virginity but kind of, gramatical/spelling mistakes (maybe, english is not my first language), let me know if I'm missing something else.

Pairing: Best friend!Junghwan x Best friend!fem reader.

Word count: 1,6k

hiiiiiiiiiii!, it's been already a month since I started staning Treasure, but this is my first work about one of them. I wrote it at one am (i use to sleep at 8 pm) so that's why there might be a lot of mistakes. I would really appreciate for you to tell me if you find any mistake or if you'd like me to change something.

Remember my ask box is still open (even if i haven't answered any ask yet, so sorry to thos 4 people looool), so feel free to request some words. I write for Txt (obviously), Treasure, Zerobaseone, Seventeen and enhypen (maybe, I'm not sure yet).

That's everything, enjoy and have a nice day!

Us. Both barely adults who don’t really know what are we doing. Or what are we going to do.

“Have you thought about your career?” I ask. Is a trending topic in both of our houses since we both decided to take a gap year right after we graduated from high school. 

Yeah, we are planning on attending college, however, we were both too tired after three large years of taking high school a little too seriously. My parents were so mad when I told them about my decision, and even threatened me to throw me out of home. They eventually forgot about it, but before that happened, we were in a neverending fight for three months. 

His situation had been a little bit different.

He never told me about it, but I noticed. Starting from the day he told his parents about his decision, when he showed up to my bedroom window on the second floor (I still don’t really know how he made it) and asked to sleep on the couch of my room. Secondly, the one time I went to his house to hang out a bit and heard his parents telling him horrible things about how disappointed they were. And finally, tonight, when he asked me to meet at his older brother’s apartment, just for me to find him on the big bed with a pair of big, red eyes. 

I’ve got to say I understand our parents. He was first place in class and I was second. Must have been hard for them. And I have to confess it–I feel guilty, I am guilty. I was the one who proposed it and convinced him. Guess I just didn’t thought about the consequences.

However, it’s been nine months since those events now, and it’s already time for us to choose what college career are we going to study now.

“Junghwan?” I called him since he hadn’t answered. 

He’s looking right straight to his brother's desk next to the bed.

The silence grows more awkward and he just doesn’t seem to care I’ve came in his brother’s apartment minutes ago. 

“Junghwan!” I almost scream, finally catching his attention. He looks at me for a while before asking “Hm?”

“You finally decided what to study?” We’ve been both too lost about it. 

He shakes his head no before falling silent once again. 

After a few seconds, his hand lifts up from the edge of the bedroom, and offers it to me. I take it, and soon he pushes me onto his lap.

“Wa!” I yell, impressed by his sudden strength over me.

We’ve never been like this before. We’ve never been this close before. Yet, I’ve always dreamt about it.

“Ju-junghwan, you’re too clumsy” I jokingly said, trying to act like I didn’t get what is he doing. I move on his lap trying to stand up, however, he takes both of my hands and forces me to move closer to him. 

“”I’m not” he looks right into my eyes while breathing on my face. His breath feels addictive like drugs, it is hard for me to breathe, and my lower lip trembles from the massive desire of kissing him.

And it looks like he’s feeling just like me, because it takes him just a few seconds to melt his lips into mine in a way I’ve never seen before, not even in the best porno.

His lips move away from mine. Our foreheads touch, our noses meet, and we both remain silent for a few seconds while we catch our breath. And then, he kisses me again. His hand lets mine go, and I hold myself on his shoulders while one of his hands take the back of my neck and the other one takes my thigh from under the light green dress I decided to wear (for him, but that’s supposed to be a secret).

Everything is so fast, so rude and so forced it scares me. It doesn’t feel romantic but desperate; it doesn’t feel fluffy but feverish.

I take his hand when I feel it reaching my underwear, and cut the kiss while trying to breathe again. He looks at me confused. His red swollen lips wanting nothing but to kiss me again, his hand on my neck taking me strongly, his cheeks flushed from the heat of the moment and his dark pupils waiting for me to say something.

“Junghwan,”I try to speak but I’m just too embarrassed to speak–because I’m red as an apple, because I’ve just kissed him and because… “Junghwan, I haven’t… had sex yet”

He laughs lowly, taking me again into his hands to kiss me one more time. “Don’t worry,” He says between kisses. “me neither”

His lips move to my cheek, leaving some wet kisses before moving to my ear, then to my neck and finally my clavicles. My hands squeeze his shoulders strongly while lifting my dress slowly, making my skin crawl.

He stops kissing me to look right into my eyes to find my agreement, which he happens to find fastly before taking my dress off of my body. My hand runs down his abdomen, looking for the hem of his black hoodie to try to lift it up. He helps me do it, lifting his arms so I can take it off, and once I’m done, he switches our positions, throwing me to the bed. 

He goes back to kiss my lips while his hands caresses my skin slowly, playing with my sanity by taking the hem of my panties and drawing the outline of it. His lips move to my ear, leaving a kiss in there before whispering “You look so pretty… all messy and small under me” and “Isn’t it funny? You’re the one who always leads me, and now I’m on top of you” before laughing.

I’m the extrovert one, I’m the noisy one. Whenever someone approaches both of us, it is because they’re trying to know about me. I’ve heard people telling he’s always been only a shadow always walking behind me. Yeah, I’m socially a dom, but he’s been secretly a sexual dom all this time.

I turn around to look at his eyes, silently begging for him to not tease me any second more, and that’s when I feel his hand move in my panties, touching my skin everytime closer to my cunt. And I thought he wasn't going to give everything I asked for so easily, however, his finger started circling my clitoris right after he reached it. He kept on kissing my right clavicle while his other hand moved to my back, looking for the clasp of my bralette. He undoes it and takes it off completely. 

I feel my stomach tensing up for the first time, making me whine loudly and arch my back. “Have you touched yourself before?” He asks. I nod slowly.

“Ye-yes, but never came” And never felt that good.

My stomach tenses a second time, making me whine even louder and higher. I take his arm as if wanting to slow down. 

“Why?” He asks, making my cheeks even hotter. 

“I-I’ve never-“ A moan escapes from my throat. “I’ve never been able to.” Every time I touched myself, I would just stimulate my clitoris for minutes until the feeling is so overwhelming I can’t deal with it and stop touching it. I even thought I was asexual. However, I’ve always wanted to touch myself again every night after seeing Junghwan’s abs.

His fingers speed up, making me scream his name loudly while pleading for him to slow down, however, we both know that's not what I want. I squeeze his arm harder, my hips move by themselves, my back arches, my lower abdomen is so tense I feel I’m about to explode. And then, an overwhelming feeling floods me up, making me moan while my voice breaks out because of the way he kept touching my clit even after I came. Finally, he slowed down until he stayed still while his hand rested in my panties. 

My eyes still closed, my chest rising and falling as I try to catch my breath. And once I think I’m right, I open my eyes, just to find him looking at me closely with the sweetest smile ever. 

everything around me is spinning, my head hurts a little, I feel the sweat on my forehead and everything not called 'Junghwan' feels so unnecessary.

He hugs me, leaving a kiss on my forehead before turning on the lamp on the nightstand and turning the room’s lights off. He knows me so well, he knows I’m still afraid of the dark.

[junghwcns]

ENCHANTÉ ☕️ so junghwan

☆ pairing: soulmate!junghwan x fem!reader

☆ genre: fluff, love at first sight, strangers to lovers, soulmates

☆ wc: ~0.7k

☆ summary: all it takes is a little tug in the invisible string, tying you two together

☆ warnings: junghwan and reader speak a little bit of french, junghwan calls reader "mademoiselle",

☆ note: the minute i saw these pics i knew i had to write a fic inspired by them .... i love u my paris boy, so junghwan ♥︎

"And isn't it just so pretty to think / All along there was some / Invisible string / Tying you to me?" - Invisible String by Taylor Swift

You know soulmates exist, you can see it all around you, but you’ve never experienced the feeling of just clicking with someone until you met Junghwan. When you first saw him, it was your 19th birthday and you were reading in Parc Monceau, enjoying the beautiful spring weather. You met eyes with the pretty boy sitting across the path from you and he smiled. Oh, how you will never forget that smile. 

The time after that, you saw him while you were with a friend at a café. He walked by and when he saw you, a look of recognition passed over his face as if he had been looking for you all over Paris. You met eyes and you smiled this time.You knew nothing about this boy and yet, you still feel like you’re somehow fated to meet. 

Eventually, he became a part of your daily life. You’d see each other at the farmer’s markets on Saturday mornings, you with your tote bag and cardigan and him with his jean jacket and black backpack, and on the metro with his headphones in and brown hair, shaggy from a long day of whatever he seemed to do during his day. 

The day that he finally broke the unspoken barrier, you were sitting in your favorite café, which also happens to be the one he seems to be a regular at as well. He was sitting with his friends and when you walked in and passed by him, he stopped what he was doing just to look at you and smile, making it known to you that the recognition was mutual. Once you were settled, he got up from the tiny table adorned with empty espresso cups and half-eaten croissants and walked towards you.

“Excusez-moi mademoiselle… ce siège est-il occupé?”

You look up from your computer, confusion written all over your face but it immediately fades to nervousness as you start to recognize the person standing beside your table.

“Pardon, qu'avez-vous dit?” you say in broken French. You had just moved to Paris for university and your high school French classes were absolutely no help in your everyday dealings with the local Parisians. 

“Is this seat taken?” Junghwan repeats in slightly-French accented English.

“Oh, no, go ahead!” You gesture to the open seat across from you and he sits down in front of you. This was the first time you had ever seen him up this close. He was wearing the same fleece-lined jean jacket he was wearing the first time you saw him paired with a red and gray plaid button up shirt and black jeans. He had the softest looking long, brown hair and big, brown eyes. 

“So ……” you start to say but then realize you don’t even know this boy’s name.

“Junghwan.” 

“Right. So, Junghwan, what can I do for you today?”

“See my friends over there?” he asks, pointing to the group of teenagers sitting at the table he formerly occupied. They all smile and wave, to which you smile and wave back.

“Yeah…?”

“I told them how I happen to see this beautiful girl everywhere I go and that she even happens to be here today in this very café and somehow they convinced me to come over and talk to you.”

“Well, here you are.”

“Here I am…” he looks over at his friends who are gesturing for him to keep talking. He gets a surge of courage, something he’ll later tell you was fate, pushing him towards the girl he was connected to by an invisible string and says, “What’re your plans for today?”

“Nothing. Why?”

“Would you possibly want to go on a tour of Paris with me? I’m going to guess that you just moved here, based on your French, and who better to take you around Paris than a local?”

“And why would I do that? You haven’t even asked me my name yet.” You respond, trying your best to fake some suspicion into your voice.

“Oh shoot, you’re right. Let me try this again.” Junghwan gets up and walks back over to the table his friends are, pauses briefly, and walks back over to you.

“Excusez-moi mademoiselle…¿ce siège est-il occupé?” 

“Non.” You reply through giggles that seem to keep bubbling up whenever you’re around him.

He sits down in the seat he occupied only a few minutes ago. “Comment t'appelles-tu?” 

“Je m’appelle Y/n. Et toi?”

“Enchanté, Y/n. Je m’appelle Junghwan.” He pauses. “Is that better?”

Another laugh escapes your mouth. “Yes, that’s better. So, where are we going?”

[wooahaes]

after the dark dawn, the sun that was asleep will rise

pairing: non-idol!junghwan x fem!reader

genre: fluff

word count: 0.5k~

warnings: food mention!

daisy’s notes: i feel bad that some of these are gonna be shorter than others tbh

Junghwan knew that yesterday was... particularly rough for you. That was why he was standing outside of the school gates with a pale pink box of chocolates in his hand, tied with red ribbon in what some would call cliche. But they were a box of chocolates from that store that the two of you always passed when you walked home, and Junghwan knew that you looked on with this hopeful look in your eyes for the day you‘d spoil yourself again. You swore that they were the sweetest chocolates you’d ever tasted, and Junghwan--who had sampled a few with you the last time you went--was inclined to agree.

So... Maybe he’d do something boyfriend-y and spoil his girlfriend on her birthday.

His heart was racing in his chest. Some of his older friends had teased him over... well, everything. Calling him a heartthrob, a flirt, a male lead trying to impress a girl (although Junghwan would pout and argue that he already had a girlfriend--something the others couldn’t claim). He just hoped he got the right box, even though he knew your taste for sweet well enough to know which ones you’d love. He rocked on his heels, politely greeting a few of his friends as they walked past and onward into class.

Maybe you wouldn’t like these. Maybe he picked out the wrong ones. Maybe--

“Junghwan!”

He heard you call out from down the sidewalk, waving your arms to get his attention. All it took was seeing that bright smile on your face for his fears to melt away, and he turned, rushing over to greet you. The two of you met halfway, and he stopped, suddenly feeling... nervous. It was a mere birthday gift, and yet he felt flustered over handing it to you in public so early in the morning.

“Is that for me?”

He nodded, offering the box out to you. He watched as you took it with both hands, quietly thanking him with this shy smile on your face. “I got up extra early to get them from that store you like...”

The sentiment made the heat travel to your face. You looked up, fingers tapping against the edge of the box. “Junghwan...” And you leaned forward to press a quick kiss against his cheek, giggling. “Thank you! But you didn’t have to do that...”

He shook his head. “I did! It’s your birthday,” he said, taking your hand. You fell into step beside him, and he squeezed your hand a little tighter. “And... I know you had a bad day yesterday. I want you to be happy.” Always, he wanted to tag on, but he shied away from it. It felt.. a little too bold to say so early.

“Junghwan...” You squeezed his hand, smiling to yourself as the two of you started to make your way to class. “You’re so sweet.”

“I mean it,” he said. “Happy birthday. I’ll see you again later, okay?” He swung your arms a little, “We can go out after classes...” And we can do whatever you want to do, as long as it makes you happy. 

If he could guarantee your happiness, then he would be your sunshine any day.

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[goddamnosamu]

Can I request a fluffy treasure jihoon imagine/fic?

Pairing: non-idol!jihoon x reader

Genre: fluff

Word count: 1205 words

Warning: its too cute it might kill you

a/n: i am off to college in a few weeks and i honestly cant comprehend it to the point where i don’t want to think about anything so i ended up pushing a lot of work aside BUT i am hopefully back. As a sorry gift, this is a very fluffy fic i thought about while watching treasure map (i miss them so much SOBS) so enjoy this fic and hopefully, i could get back to giving yall fics every week!! 

“Hurry up jihoon, or else you’ll be late for your date!” hyunsuk yelled outside his room while jihoon was still struggling to figure out what to wear for your 1st date. You and Jihoon have known each other for quite some time, but never really got the chance to know each other because of the hectic schedules you both have to deal with as college students.

“Ah hyung, I still have like 20 minutes left. Should I wear a blue jacket over my white shirt? Or should I…” jihoon said as he should hyunsuk his outfit ideas not realizing the way his hyung immediately took his phone from the side table.

“Yah, didn’t you say your date is at 11:00am? It’s 11:30, and you’re still here deciding your outfit?? What would y/n think?” 

Jihoon gaped at him, still processing the words his hyung said. As he rechecked the time to see if hyunsuk was lying, oh god he hoped he was lying, he saw a message you left about 10 minutes ago.

“Are we still on for the lunch date you asked?” 11:20am

“Hello??” 11:22am

Jihoon immediately called you, while putting the phone on speaker and asking hyunsuk to leave his room where the latter grumbled about his poor time judgment.

After the 3rd ring, you answered: “hello? Where are you park jihoon?”

“I am so so sorry, I wasn’t checking the time since I was busy preparing and I just didn’t check the time, and I’ve been trying to get the other members to hurry up in the shower and I just forgot to check the time–” he stopped as he heard you laughing in the other end of the phone.

“Hey hey, it’s fine. Just try to come as fast as you can because we might not be able to get a seat at the restaurant you suggested.” you explained while still giggling at how panicked he was.

“Okay okay, I’ll see you in a few. I’m sorry again.” jihoon said in a frantic state. Not even bothering to hear you reply, he ended the call and immediately put on whatever clothes he saw.

You, on the other hand, just smiled while waiting for him to join you for lunch. You were actually infatuated with the mischievous, yet sweet boy in one of your classes in college. You were always fond of the way he brings himself with confidence and friendliness whenever you see him interacting with practically anyone. But despite the teasings, you hear him receive from his friends before he approaches you, he would always make sure that you were comfortable in whatever way possible. He was a soft person when interacting with you as if seemingly wanting to actually get to know you and not just beating around the bush with confusing actions towards you. It’s probably what lead you to say yes when he asked you for a lunch date. Though Jihoon didn’t explicitly mention that he likes you when he asked you for a date, you were at least hoping to enjoy each other’s company for today. (you have a glimmer of hope, though, that he did like you back.)

Waiting for a few more minutes, you finally spot jihoon jogging up to you. He was wearing a very casual outfit that showed his well-built physique. You hate to admit it but he definitely looked dashing in his outfit, and you couldn’t help but blush at the thought that you were going to spend your day with him. Too preoccupied with seeing jihoon, you didn’t realize how close he was when he immediately engulfed you with a hug which you reciprocated almost eagerly. On his hand were beautiful flowers with a mix of red and pink colors. 

“These are for you, I’m no flower expert but I picked them with the thought of you.” He said looking at you with a soft smile that graced his features. You were a bit taken aback by the thoughtfulness of being given flowers, and you couldn’t help but be awestruck by him. 

Before you could say anything, he continued: “I am so sorry for making you wait for so long. I’ve been trying to get ready in an hour and a half because I know you’re going to look so good and I need to try and match up, but apparently, it took me more than an hour and a half and a lot of scolding from my friends about poor time management.” He said rather sheepishly, smiling awkwardly to mask his embarrassment for making you wait for a long time.

You happily took the flowers and admired the arrangement that made it aesthetically pleasing to look at. You never really got flowers from anyone, apart from flowers from friends and family so receiving flowers with the thought of you was something new. It warmed your heart to know that jihoon, despite being late and all, still thought about giving you flowers.

“Thank you for the flowers jihoon, it means a lot to me,” you said in a bit of a hushed tone, still wrapping your head around the matter that you were going on a date with jihoon.

“No need to thank me, seeing you lit up when you receive the flowers is more than enough for me.” Jihoon said, still smiling down at you with a faint blush on his cheeks. He, then, took your bag out of your arms and immediately held your hand, and pulled you towards the restaurant.

 But as you both were nearing the restaurant, you saw that there was a long waiting time and waiters bustling in and out of the restaurant to cater to their customers. Jihoon visibly slumped down and looked at you with a frown: “Sorry for not getting you to one of the best restaurants in town. If it’s not a problem with you, we could take another restaurant that you like and you could brag to me about how your choice is way better than mine.” 

“Then prepare to admit that I have better choices in restaurants” You taunted him in a teasing manner, and he couldn’t help but laugh at how cute you were challenging him.

“Well, there’s so much to do in this mall and I’m happy that I get to spend it with you.” he said while he allows you to drag him to the restaurant you had in mind.

You were visibly flustered by his remark. You tried to hide your smile (and your blush) with your hands but he took them off you. He pinched your cheeks to admire how cute you were and took your hand again while telling you to show him the restaurant.

You both enjoyed your time with each other. Laughing here and there in the arcade because of both of your competitiveness, strolling through the mall with ice cream on your hands and sharing it with each other, and a bunch of storytelling from both of your lives. It’s safe to say that you both are going on another date next week, and you were more than happy to get to know the boy who was always with you in the library for college.