#wooshin imagines

[suhlut]

[2:30pm] — you already knew it was going to be difficult. to see the one you love look at someone else the same way you look at him and yet you couldn’t bring yourself to say no to his face. your crush! wooseok sat across from you, staring deeply into the eyes of another, smiling at her before returning to look at you but you knew he wasn’t interested in anything you were so you looked away, your throat felt like there was a lump and it felt like you were just moments away from breaking down until seungwoo broke the silence, “so... wooseok, you guys are moving in together?” he spoke, and each word felt like multiple knives were hitting you all at once, without thinking you let out a scoff causing everyone to look at you, your eyes widened as the tears started to form and you bit your lip trying to think over your next steps and if they were the right thing to do so you sighed heavily, nodding a little, “i can’t do this..” “y/n..” seungwoo spoke, “no.. seungwoo.. it’s fine. thank you but i can’t do this, and i’m allowed to decide that.” you glanced at wooseok who looked incredibly confused at the situation, you got up and quickly made your exit, not even a second later, you heard your name being called so you whipped around to meet eyes with the boy who broke your heart, wooseok, “y/n.. what.. why are you crying?” you quickly wiped your tears but knew you had no choice to give up and tell him but you were terrified of what it would mean for the friendship but right now, you thought nothing better than to get it out in the open so he’d stop inviting you to these things, “i’m crying cause i love you.” you sobbed, staring at him as you shook your heard quickly getting out of there.

[teddybear-yn]

[wellenflug]

state fair with x1

“I don’t think it was a good idea to ride the swing first.” You comment to your friends as you stagger along. At least, you thought you did, yet here you were now in the middle of the street alone because of the fact that you weren’t able to catch up to your not vertigo-ridden friends.

“They’re awful.” You try to open your phone to text them but everything seemed to spin like crazy. You looked crazy too, with the way you staggered everywhere.

“Goddamnit, why aren’t there any chairs nearby?” After a few minutes, it was inevitable. You fell onto this stranger, who luckily had fast enough reflexes to catch you.

“Woah, Wooseok girls just fall for you left and right don’t they?” You vaguely hear the stranger’s friend comment. Handsome stranger by the way. Very handsome.

“Shut up, Seungyoun.” He looks to you, causing a throab in not just your head now but to your chest too. “Are you okay, Miss?”

As much as you wanted to stand up by yourself, again the vertigo wouldn’t let you. Wooseok only chuckled at the sight of you trying to stand straight in his arms stil.

“Yes, I’m fine, sorry. Just looking for my friends.” Wooseok makes a quick look around, seeing if any groups seemed to have lost a person. And noticing that your friend group was probably nowhere near anymore he sighed.

“You need help with that?” Maybe it was your awkward laugh that pushed Wooseok to definitely help you, but seeing your state was what pushed him.

“I’m fine! Thank you though.” You finally get to stand and start walking to a chair nearby, except your legs gave out maybe halfway, this time Wooseok wasn’t there to catch but he did see.

After picking you up and placing you on the chair, he goes to buy a bottle of water from the funnel cake stand next to you. This time he didn’t even bother asking.

“It wasn’t really a question, Miss. I’ll help you find your friends.”

[mestizalectora]

[18:06] Eleven pairs of eyes accompany yours as you go through the website where you will find out if you’ve passed your theoretical exam for your driving license. Your boyfriend Wooseok sat right next to you, subtly caressing your shoulder as a form of support. 

All of you gasp as the website loads, and you feel the tension building up as you start to register all your information in this. The results are out in the screen one click later, and you can’t help but get up from your seat in the couch because of the thrill.

“I made it! I passed it!” The rest of the boys start cheering, congratulating you. Excitement fills the air, and you have the biggest smile on your face when you feel a hand on your cheek, gently making you turn your complexion and facing Wooseok. You can’t even blink or say anything before he presses his lips against yours for a millisecond. “I knew you’d make it” he said, his thumb lightly stroking your now all blushed cheek. 

You need a moment to find out that the rest of the boys are suddenly quiet, and you only notice it when they start messing up with the “lovey dovey couple” that you two are. Although this makes you a little bit shy, to your surprise, this doesn’t seem to disturb Wooseok, who just gives you one last kiss on your forehead before pulling you in his embrace. 

For a moment, you forgot about everything that surrounded you two and just enjoyed his company and proximity.

[kollageimagines]

Sunset Aesthetic w/ Up10tion’s Kogyeol and Wooshin! Please like or reblog if you save!

[britishvamps]

Sex Trip

Fandom: UP10TION Member: Wooshin Warning: Smut Word Count: 382

You don’t have to pack your bags, for where we bout to go. It’s our little secret baby just for you to know.

Wooshin and you were currently coming back from a date with the rest of UP10TION; he was gripping the steering wheel tightly from anger as you had been teasing him throughout the whole dinner subtly, by placing your hand on his thigh, rubbing up and down or moaning while slowly licking the ice cream from your waffle. Just subtly enough for the group not to notice what was going on but just enough to get Wooshin hard enough to send him into a state of panic that his band mates may see it so he took action by telling the group you were feeling tired.

We can get there fast of we can get there slow.

“Wooshin-ah, are you okay?” You ask in a slow and teasing voice, while tracing his hard on with the tips of your fingers, your long acrylic nails scraping the zipper. “Stop… teasing me (Y/N). It won’t end well for you when we get home.” His voice lower, deeper and huskier than normal. Ignoring his threat, you slowly take the zipper in between your fingers and unzip his trousers. Reaching down, Wooshin grabbed your hand and placed it back on your lap hastily before turning and giving you a strict look before turning back to face the road. Taking a left and pulling up in the driveway of your house, he began to shut off the engine before you turned his face with your hands and crashed your lips upon his, the kiss getting heated quickly.

So get ready because we about to take off take off our clothes. We don’t need no ticket for where we bout to go.

Breaking the kiss, he grabbed you and pulled onto his lap before opening the car door and pulled you both out. Placing you gently on the ground, he attacked your neck, moving you guys backwards the door, turning around you took your key out of your purse and fumbled with the doorknob, trying to focus on the key going into the hole instead of Wooshin’s lips that were scaling your neck, leaving dark purple spots splattered on there for all to see.

[beenzin0]

Wooseok winning music shows is so cursed but also so funny. If I was anyone else I would be so embarrassed. Like what the fuck. That guy isn’t even trying.

[x1ndrome]

[thirsty-x1]

Cheese & Wine | Kim Wooseok

Request:

could i request a dom!wooseok scenario where u go out to a fancy dinner to celebrate something w the members and u have a little fun w wooseok under the table making him angry and he punishes u later at home 🥴😉 i love ur writing thank u so much🥺

↬ Pairing: Wooseok x fem!reader

↬ Genre: Smut.

↬ Warnings: explicit language, dirty talking, masturbation, hair pulling, master!Wooseok, orgasm denial, oral sex (blowjob), protected sex.

↬ Word Count: 3k

↬ Song Recommendation: “Cheese & Wine” by DPR Live.

Boredom lurked in your mind as you played with your food, your head starting to hurt at all the incessant chatting that surrounded you. Being with Wooseok’s members was fun, but not so much when the night out meant a company dinner, with a setting that was beyond “fancy”, making you feel slightly uncomfortable and you could notice it caused the same in some of the other boys. You started tapping the floor with your shoe slightly, procuring earning your boyfriend’s attention with the small noise but he wasn’t affected by it, instead he kept talking animatedly with one of the employees sitting in front of him.

Carefully, you placed your hand on his thigh, his head turning to you only as he noticed it sliding upwards and resting on the inner side of his leg. His response wasn’t as entertaining as you had hoped for, a severe look and a cheeky smirk was all he gave you before holding your hand and bringing it up to his mouth to kiss the back of it in a swift motion. The gesture might have looked sweet in foreign eyes, but it was a light warning that meant “do not do that again”.

It was always like this with him: silent and subtle interactions, his love always shown through small details that only he could catch, and rarely ever raising his voice with you. If you had to describe his way of loving, it would be warm and comforting, it simply felt like being at home, and although it was a wonderful feeling, sometimes it got boring, like now. You had never tested what were Wooseok’s limits, but tonight was a night that merited new experiences.

For the second time in the night, you slid your hand on his leg, this time not stopping at the first glance he threw at you and instead kept going until you reached his crotch. However, he still maintained his composure and calm, letting out a scoff but quickly shutting up as you pressed a bit, massaging his member with discrete movements until you could feel it getting hard. His hands gripped the border of the table, trying to stabilize his breathing while closing his eyes until another of the members called him.

He didn’t stop you this time though, continuing the dinner as if there was nothing going on under the table. You decided to do the same, after all the thrill was still exciting and wanted to discover how far you could push his boundaries. Grabbing your glass, you drank the liquor in it, suddenly feeling Wooseok’s eyes on you which you took as an opportunity to get close and softly moan in his ear how much you wanted his cock while your fingers worked on lowering the zipper of his pants. Your boyfriend didn’t seem to be affected by it, simply letting you continue before he gave you a sweet smile, reprimanding you loudly in front of everyone.

“It’s bad education to whisper in the table, why don’t you say it for everyone to hear?”

The weight of everyone staring made you freeze on the spot, your cheeks getting redder and your hand stopping its movements wrapped around him. Of course he had something planned out, the embarrassment only letting you giggle nervously and shake your head a few times until everyone continued with their own businesses. Bothered, you looked at Wooseok, his posture extremely relaxed as he tried to hide his smirk while drinking his glass. You gripped his length harshly making him choke, some of the liquid spilling on the corner of his mouth and continuing down his neck. Pretending to be worried, you took a napkin and started cleaning it, seizing the chance to jack him off abruptly, enjoying the way he threw his head back as if to allow you to dry it when in reality he was trying to not let out any sound.

Seeing the way he clenched his teeth was enough to indicate that he was close to the edge, so you let go of him, fixing his clothes and going back to your place not without placing a kiss on his cheek. You didn’t turn to see how he reacted to it, and it was probably for the better.

The rest of the night moved on swiftly, Wooseok didn’t try to talk to you and you didn’t either, simply interacting with the members when they asked something to you and with the staff if they asked for a favor. In the end, everyone said their goodbyes and you found yourself in your boyfriend’s car, but there wasn’t any kind of tension in the atmosphere. It made you feel slightly disappointed, maybe because you were waiting for him to say something, or at least a bit of awkwardness that showed something was going to happen later, but none of it was there.

But as soon as you entered the shared apartment, everything changed. He let you in first, as usual, but when he closed the door it simply felt different. The lights remained turned off, his eyes burning on your back, his steps causing you to feel more and more nervous until his arms embraced you, pressing his raging hard on against your ass at the same time as he left a trail of kisses on the back of your neck.

“Did you really think I wasn’t going to do anything about it?” The low tone in his voice sent shivers down your spine.

“No…”

“Then you were expecting to be punished? Hm? Is that what you wanted?” His delicate fingers slid the straps of your dress as he bit on the skin of your shoulder. “Is that why you ignored all of my warnings?”

You knew that he wanted answers, but the feeling of his hands travelling up your inner thighs and getting under your dress, avoiding your center on purpose made it hard to form a coherent thought. His breath impacted on every bit of your skin as he inhaled your scent, the perfume making him smile before he stepped away from you.

“Why–”

“Shut up.” His tone was serious, causing you to turn around quickly. “Undress for me now.”

Electricity filled your whole system, feeling dazed at the sudden loss of contact, but you quickly complied to his request, letting the dress fall and pool around your heels. He hummed in approval, circling around you as if he were examining his prey. His silence made you feel impatient, shifting your weight under his gaze.

“What else do I have to do?”

He waited another minute before replying. “Didn’t I tell you to keep quiet?” You clenched your fists at his harsh tone. “Go to the room.” As soon as you turned around, he scoffed. “I meant to crawl to the bedroom, on all fours.”

All color drained of your face. He had never asked you to do anything like that, and just now you were feeling that the consequences for your previous actions might be worse than what you expected. Following his orders, you got on your hands and knees, hissing at the contact of the cold floor and starting to crawl as he followed close behind you, and you couldn’t help the temptation to move your hips slower, feeling satisfied when you heard him halt. However, you quickly regretted it as he gripped your hair delicately, not exerting any force into dragging you to the bedroom.

When you finally got there, your knees hurt slightly but you held back the need to rub them, instead opting to wait for his next instructions. He stood in front of you, his grip still firm as he got closer to you, his free hand caressing the side of your face before slipping his thumb past your lips, ordering you to suck on it.

“Do you want my cock, doll?” You whimpered around his finger at the explicit question, swirling your tongue around his digit. “Hmm, seems like now you are behaving… but it’s too late.”

Before he completely let go, you grabbed his leg, fisting the fabric of his pants and pressing your cheek dangerously close to his groin. “Please. Please, I will do anything, I’m so sorry…”

Wooseok didn’t seem moved by your actions at all, instead staring at you coldly. “You challenged me. You ignored me, continued to tease me in front of anyone…” His fingers gripped your chin harshly, making you wince. “And didn’t even answer to my question.”

Frustration started to build up inside of you, your gut already clenching with need. “I am so sorry, Master.” The name rolled of your tongue naturally, your eyes pleading.

“Hmm, I think you will have to demonstrate it.” A moan escaped your lips as you felt the tip of his shoe press against your covered core, your hips grinding down on it trying to chase any kind of friction.

“I can be good! I will do anything you ask for, please, please…”

He raised an eyebrow. “Please what, kitten?”

“Please… let me please you, Master.”

That seemed to do something, although it wasn’t quite what you had in mind. Wooseok sat on the bed, leaving you in the floor as he crossed his legs, resting his chin on his hand while staring at you with a smug smirk, enjoying the way you trembled in anticipation.

“Touch yourself for me. I want you to follow each single instruction I give, if you don’t, I will not allow you to cum.”

You nodded eagerly, lying on your back trying to not mind about the freezing wood on your skin and spreading your legs for him, keeping your hands at your sides. Few seconds later, he started speaking, your breathing getting quicker with each command: feeling up your breasts, caress your stomach and inner thighs, pinch your nipples, rub yourself over your underwear, but never allowing you direct contact. It was driving you crazy, not knowing just how much of his teasing you could endure before bursting.

“I could see you dripping when you were crawling.” The detail caught your attention, eyes locking with his but he kept the same calm expression as before. “I bet you want to touch your dripping cunt so bad.”

It was new and exciting. Listening to him talk like that, when you were used to his silent orders, or simply to him taking everything into his own hands with nothing more than a few pants and grunts here and there, and he knew just how much power it had over you. A few seconds went before he repeated himself, making it clear that he was demanding an answer.

“I really want to touch myself…” The embarrassment that you felt on the table before was nothing compared to having to admit your own needs right now, your pleading voice resonating in the room.

“How would you do it?” Was he planning on making you combust right there? “Tell me and I might let you do it.”

Taking a deep breath, you began. “I w-would circle my clit... spreading my wetness all over my slit…” You closed your eyes, your fingers hooking on the band of your panties as if to keep them still. “I would put one finger in, but it’s not enough… slip another in… stretching myself for…” Your breath hitched just from imagining it.

“For what, kitten?” His voice tingled your skin, and when you opened your eyes, Wooseok was right in front of you.

“For your cock.”

With a soft nod, he gave you permission and you wasted no time in following the steps you did before, the sound of your juices filling the room each time you fingered your hole. His eyes stared at your core hungrily, making you drip even more, a moan leaving your lips as he decided to insert one of his fingers along with yours, the slight pain making you feel dizzy.

“Which feels better, princess? Your fingers?” As he said that, he pulled out your digits and replaced them with his. “Or mine?”

Your back arched as he pressed them upwards. “Yours! Yours, Wooseok, yours…”

His low chuckle made you suspect. “You look so pathetic right now, baby, all putty on my fingers… It didn’t take much to have you like this, yet you teased me for a whole half an hour there.” That being said, he left you feeling empty before making you taste your own wetness. “Leaving me hard, not even finishing the job… Why should I let you cum?”

Not a single coherent reason crossed your mind, he was right after all, and both knew there was only one way for you to repay him. At your lack of response, he stood up, his hands quickly working on his belt and unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his pale skin and lowering his pants and underwear enough to take out his throbbing length. You were still clenching, aching to be touched again, but this was punishment and you knew you wouldn’t get what you wanted unless you worked for it.

With some effort, you were able to get on your knees, the discomfort making its way through you once again. Wooseok stroked himself a few times, twisting his wrist at the tip and spreading the leaking precum before tapping it on your lips, suggesting you to open your mouth. You obeyed, taking out your tongue and he slid in one thrust, gasping as he felt you gagging when he reached the back of your throat.

“Ha… you always take me so well, did you know?” His praising words made you look up, the tears welling up in your eyes as you tried to hold back your gag reflex. “You do baby, and you look so pretty with your mouth full of my cock too.”

His pace was excruciatingly slow, turning you conscious of the weight of his dick on your tongue, of the slight bitter taste of his precum, of the way his tip rubbed on the inside of your cheek before he angled it up again to shove it down your throat. His grip was hard unlike other times, every now and then forcing you to keep it all inside before letting go, allowing you to take some air before repeating the whole thing again.

Intoxicating, that is the word that would describe your current thoughts now. It was intoxicating to see him get this dominant, it was intoxicating to be completely under his control, it was intoxicating to see the way his gaze darkened with each tear that fell down your cheeks only for him to wipe them away and continue. You had crossed the limits without even being aware of it, but he was making sure you knew your place now, showing you a complete new side of him without caring what you were going to think about it, and everything about it was absolutely raw.

Not too long after, you felt his member twitch and he quickly pulled you off, smirking at the saliva dripping down the corner of your lips. He helped you get up, the small act filled with love as he put you on the bed and carefully took off your underwear. You whined as you noticed him grabbing a condom, and he laughed out loud again.

“What?”

“Wasn’t I good?” You struggled to let out your voice, your jaw aching after his rough treatment.

He seemed to consider it. “Yes, you were good…” His fingers skillfully slid the condom on his hard on. “But you still don’t deserve to have my cum inside you. This is still your punishment, kitten.”

Before you could complain, he thrust into you aggressively, your walls hugging him tightly but that didn’t hold him back at all, snapping with all the pent up anger and frustration inside of him. You couldn’t keep your voice down, your moans and whimpers being louder with each second that passed, getting cut whenever he buried himself deep in you.

“W-Wooseok…”

“Don’t tell me you want to cum…” You had to close your eyes to avoid the intensity of his gaze, his mocking voice getting slightly high pitched. “Aw, you want to cum really bad, don’t you? Look how much you are shaking…”

The humiliation was too much, extending your hands to hold his shoulders and bringing him closer, and there must have been something in the way you looked at him or the silent pleas that fell of your lips, because his whole demeanor softened as he kissed you for the first time in the night. It was tender and sweet, his hands holding your waist as he deepened the kiss, sucking on your tongue. The time felt unreal, everything slowing down as he made you focus only on the way he felt, his skin and warmth against you, how he filled you, his pants against your mouth, hypnotizing you to the extent where you forgot your own needs.

“Cum for me, babygirl, you can do it… just this once… do it for me, yes?”

He didn’t need to repeat himself, the knot on the bottom of your bottom unleashing as you felt your orgasm hit you through multiple waves after being denied for so long. A few thrusts later, Wooseok stilled his movements, spilling into the condom as he hid his face on the crook of your neck, peppering it with kisses when he recovered.

“Thank you…” Your whisper was barely audible, but he giggled anyway.

“Was it good?” Your weak nod warmed him up. “If I had known you were into this, I would have done it long ago.”

As he snuggled into your chest, you hugged him. “So I had to test your limits to know this side of you?”

“Mhmm…” The contrast between him a few seconds ago and how he was now purring at you playing with his hair was almost comical. “This was a nice punishment, though.”

I wasn’t expecting this to be this long but;;; guess my brain missed to write smutty Wooseok owo.

~Nani

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[dvrlingrenjun]

x1’s reaction to them being sad

this is mainly inspired on their disbandment.

gif is not mine.

han seungwoo 한승우

seungwoo isn’t one to express his feelings, you weren’t one either. a common (bad) trait in the relationship, but you know when seungwoo was in the dumps and when he’s happy.

so when the news of x1’s disbandment came about, you knew you guys were going to have a lot of movie nights and silence. you waited patiently until seungwoo comes around and talks to you about it.

cho seungyoun 초승연

honestly, i’m not even sure for him. maybe he would crack more jokes in order to cover up the sad mood he has. because he wouldn’t want to bring your mood down too. but if you notice seungyoun being a bit off, just tell him that you’re always listening and you care for him :). i think the would just like some reassurance.

kim wooseok 김우석

more quieter than usual and oddly scary. he would close off his walls and try not to make anyone break in until he comes up to you one day and just cry, he was tired of bottling his feelings in and couldn’t handle any of it anymore.

lee hangyul 이한결

another one i’m not sure in. at times hangyul seems so... quiet but yet, loud? but i feel like hangyul would be more mean without meaning to. but one day, he said something awful to you on accident while you were trying to comfort him. you tried ignoring the comment but it kept on sticking to your mind causing you to cry. hangyul felt bad seeing you cry and promised to himself that he wouldn’t hurt you ever again.

kim yohan 김요한

he would hold a straight face for the most part, no cutesy smiles. would avoid you and just practice taekwando every day and night. it would probably take the thoughts off his mind that is the reason why he would be practicing all day long. but if one day you barge in with some food and genuinely ask if he’s alright, i think he would break down and tell you everything he’s been experiencing.

cha junho 차준호

surprisingly, he would be expressive of this, as in more pouty and more cuddles. not the crying one lmao. i feel like junho would avoid talking about his feelings at all costs. he doesn’t really like confrontation and would rather keep it to himself.

son dongpyo 손동표

hmm... dongpyo,,, i’m getting two vibes, one, he would make himself to be even more happier and energetic because he wouldn’t want to disappoint or worry people. second, he would go to you for advice and talk it out unlike junho. dongpyo would like to let someone know about what he’s feeling and thinking.

kang minhee 강민히

now this one has me thinking.. i never thought of him as an emotional one nor a stone cold person, so i don’t know where to put him on the spectrum. wow, i actually don’t know what to put for him, sorry minhee fans :<.

lee eunsang 이은상

eunsang. i feel like he would be bitter? in a way. like bitter smiling in a sense, he wouldn’t cry or anything like that. but he bitterly accepts the fate/event. that was the vibe i got when it was revealed that eunsang is the x member in the final episode.

song hyeongjun 송형준

i think this one is the obvious, hyeongjun is a baby (not saying it in a bad way.) hyeongjun would just go cry and rant to you on how bad the situation is. please wipe his tears away from his cheeks and give him a big ol hug :)

nam dohyon 남도현

our dohyon-ie would try to keep it in. as a fellow scorpio, not getting much into zodiac signs but, he wouldn’t want to let anyone know he’s feeling sad, dohyon would like to keep that cool and mysterious front and act like he doesn’t give a sh*t. dohyon doesn’t want to show everyone that he is “weak” and i would say he would hide it pretty well to the point no one would know, even you.

[yvnseong]

get to bed love ༄ kim wooseok

↳ boyfriend wooseok takes care of sick reader; 0.3k

“Y/N wake up.” He sighed at the sniffly girl sat before him on her desk fast asleep, “Y/N you should be resting on the bed like I left you what are you doing here?” His hands gently shook her until she gave up. She lifted her head groggily, wiping under her nose with her sleeve before simply laying her forehead against his stomach as he stood before her. His hands gently carded through her hair as he smiled ever so gently at her.

“Wooseok I have to finish this report in time. Please let me finish it?”

His eyes stared down at her, he examined quietly looking at the bags that rested beneath her eyes, and her very low will to move. His head shifted in the direction of her laptop, phone, and notebook, he simply shook his head before sighing, “I’ll let you finish, on these conditions: you stay in bed while you do this, you eat before you get started, and you sleep at your regular time.” She grinned softly up at him, he gently leaned down and placed a chaste kiss against her forehead smiling, “Now get to bed love, I’ll starting making food. Don’t worry about it, I’ll take everything you need there too.”

༄

Wooseok sat in bed with Y/N watching as she tiredly typed away on her computer. “You should get to bed love, or would you like to continued typing till you fall asleep and wake up with a neck cramp for not deciding to take a break and sleep?” He smiled gently as her tired head landed against his shoulder lazily, her eyelids closing before opening slowly, “Fine. You win Wooseok.” His smiled widened, he was content, he then stood up and put away each of her things, and came back to adjust the bed.

He joined her in bed shortly, pulling her close as they laid with her back against his chest. He turned off the lights and kissed her head giggling quietly to himself as he heard her deep breathing,

“Goodnight love.”

[suhlut]

❥ Heartbeat | Kim Wooseok x Reader

You couldn’t pin point the exact moment when you were finally faced with your feelings for him, you just remember the way his voice started to sound like a symphony that you could listen to on repeat, you remember the way his hair falls perfectly into place when he turns quick to look at you, the way he bends to look into your eyes to make sure he isn’t intimidating you, the way he calls your name, everything about him made you feel like you were on a ferris wheel and you were stuck at the top where the air feels light and everything just looks beautiful. Wooseok was the reason your heart beat could never settle.

While your heart could take the fact that this was happening, your mind couldn’t help but remind you of how terrifying this is because how were you supposed to act around your best friend? You felt like everyone could tell almost as if the moment you figured it out, so did your parents, your friends and classmates yet you didn’t care about them. It was a constant battle between your mind and your heart on whether to tell him, how to act when you see him and the idea of him being into you too was something you couldn’t bring yourself to think about as an option. To you, Wooseok was perfect. In every single way. To you, he deserved someone that was confident, someone that was tall and incredibly beautiful.

With your head hanging low and thoughts going back and forth, the anxiety of meeting him soon hit you as it was tradition to meet him at the café nearest to school, you looked up to see him waving at you before returning to his conversation with his friends, even just the slight glance he made at you caused your heart beat to quicken in its pace as you felt your feet begin to take you right to him, you smiled brightly up at him as you reached him, “Hi Wooseok-ah,” you spoke softly, tucking the stray strands of your hair behind your ear, as you tilted your head to the side a little to take in his features, watching as he snapped his head to look at you, his hair falling perfectly into place, “Y/N~” He cooed at you, bending down to look into your eyes, “Don’t want to intimidate you.” He spoke and you felt yourself getting drunk on his voice because of how beautiful he sounded.

“You never do~” You looked into his eyes, beaming at him with your bright smile then you felt his hand take yours into a soft grip before tugging you gently, both of you beginning your walk to school. Boom boom. Your heart beat didn’t slow down once and you couldn’t remove your eyes from the way your hand felt so safe in his, the way you felt safe just being around him, it wasn’t until he cleared his throat that you ripped your eyes away to look at him, he smirked at you before intertwining your fingers together, “This is nice.” He remarked and you swear you could feel your heart almost come out of your chest.

“Y/N?”

“Hmm?”

“You look extremely pretty today.”

You hadn’t even noticed that he had stopped you both from walking any further as he walks towards you slowly, your breathe caught firmly in your throat, staring right in his eyes, then you felt your back hit a fence but he didn’t stop his pace until he was just inches from your face.

“W-wooseok.” You whispered lightly, looking up at him through your eyelashes, your cheeks burning from the current situation. You noticed the way he lifted his hand and something in you prayed that he wouldn’t touch your cheek, or you’ll just crumble, his eyes looked to your cheeks as a smirk played on his lips, “You’re so red, doll.” He whispered, his eyes fluttered back to yours then down to your lips, raising his eyebrows before taking something from behind you and placing it into the palm of your hand. You looked down to see a beautiful orange flower, before looking up at him, this time he had taken a few steps back. With a smile, you reached up and kissed his cheek, “Thank you, Wooseok-ah.” He returned the smile before tugging you along to get to school.

“Oh. Y/N, how about a study date later?”

A/N this really just came out of nowhere. i just wanted to write something fluffy after watching extraordinary you, because it really inspired me. i didn’t know what exactly until i started listening to heartbeat by bts and then this happened... i actually really like it :( i love wooseok so much... writing about him means i get to compliment his entire being and others get to read exactly how impactful he is to me... he’s a beautiful person, inside and out :( i miss him. anyways,, i rlly hope that y’all are well!!! i’m going to try and post something at least once a day.

[hanbff]

wooseok as your boyfriend

wooseok would definitely be very flirty

always giving you little looks or winking at you while you were with the other members

in the beginning you were super shy and instantly blushed when he did it

but over time you just got used to it

maybe even flirting back 😏

ok sorry-

aside from being a flirty and pretty cringy wooseok would be really clingy

and love skinship

he would love holding your hands

esp if they were smaller than his

giving you forehead kisses and resting his chin on your head

but in public or around the members he would tone it down

he wouldn't be as clingy but still did things like holding your hand

or you sitting on his lap

he would love a s/o who are smaller than him

he would be super protective over you

always watching over you to make sure everything was ok

when he wasn't joking around and teasing you, wooseok would be a really caring bf

he would always make sure you were okay

if you were upset he would try to make you feel better by distracting you

making silly faces or cheesy jokes

he would always push you to persue your dreams

and would help you in anyway possible

needed to revise? he would help by testing you

had a project due? he would try his best to help

he would love taking you out on dates

from the movie theatre to just a café date

imagine going to a cat café with him....PLS

or maybe a picnic in the park

wooseok would always put you first

whenever you were sick he would be there straight away

his hands full with medicine, tissues, etc

and probably loads of snacks

he wouldn't want to catch your sickness but if you were really desperate he would succumb and join you in bed for cuddles

whenever you couldn't sleep

you would call him and ask him to sing you to sleep

or if he was right next to you

you would do the same

and his angelic voice would instantly make you sleepy

he would look at you fondly before kissing your forehead and going to sleep himself

or through the phone he would hear your soft snoring

and smile to himself before whispering a goodnight and ending the call

overall wooseok would be the best bf ever :)

[prodtxt]

So... I did something😬

[kollageimagines]

I’ll be your stars and shine your way~ with UP10TION's Wooseok

Happy Birthday♡

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[lublycho]

Caved In || Kim Wooseok

→ Words: 2k+

→ Genre: angst, fluff

→ Summary: where an argument with Wooseok keeps you up all night.

-> Pairing: Wooseok x reader

-> Warnings: none.

-> Note: tysm for 700+ followers!!! ❤

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The sofa creaked beneath your weight when you shifted on it. It was an old, dilapidated thing, barely keeping up with modern times and with your constant movements. You were determined to find a comfortable position but the sofa simply failed to comply. Pre-occupying yourself with this small, tedious task for the past hour since you lied on the sofa, you were unable to get even a minute of sweet sleep. Looking at the clock on the wall to your right only worsened your anxiety. Flashing exactly 3 am, the clock was a constant reminder of what landed you on the hard, cold sofa in the first place.

Your persistence, you convinced yourself, had done so. But the tears staining your cheeks, and the shards of broken glass on the floor beneath you, told a divergent story. They spoke of the worst argument you ever had with Wooseok. The one where he wouldn’t give in and neither would you. It was a fresh event; one you could clearly play out in your mind. But no matter how many times you thought it all through, it failed to make sense each time.

It had been a tough day for you; from unfinished assignments to deadlines you had failed to keep up with. You could endure it, you told yourself when you got home. But a phone call from your beloved mother, through which she vented about how you did not care for your family anymore, and that you were slowly giving in to the world’s unforgiving demands, was your breaking point.

The worst thing about the call wasn’t even your mother calling you out on being too distant. The worst thing was knowing what she said was the bitter truth. The worst thing was spitting all those venomous words you spoke in retaliation of her accusations, words you regretted the moment they left your mouth. But it was too late to take them back. You had already hung up, throwing the phone on the bed. 

You sat on a chair near the dressing table, your head in your hands, fresh tears cascading down your cheeks. You weren't sure how long you sat like that, enveloped in guilt, didn’t care for the ticking clock, slowly approaching midnight. 

You were snapped from your trance only when you heard the door to your apartment opening, followed by stealthy footsteps. Not bothering to stand and check the hallway to see who it was, for you knew very well exactly who it was, you merely waited for the voice you wanted you hear most today.

Your boyfriend, Wooseok's, melodious, nostalgic voice echoed from beyond the bedroom, calling out your name.

“Y/n?” 

You didn't reply,  fearing he'd notice the crack in your voice. The door to your room opened, revealing Wooseok’s bright, lively face. A face you hoped would make all the day’s dread to fade away. 

But his everlasting smile only made the situation worse. 

“You okay?” 

He entered the room, slipping off his jacket in one swift movement, before letting it pile up on the bed. You barely nodded before standing up and grabbing the discarded jacket, which you knew would stay on the bed for the next hundred years if you didn’t pick it up.

“At least take care of your clothes yourself.”

The frustration was evident in your voice, and in your actions, apparently, as you hastily folded the jacket without caring to greet him. 

Wooseok gave you a concerned glance but it lasted only a silver second. 

In the few short moments between changing into his pajamas and climbing onto the bed, he became too absorbed in relaying how he had so much fun at practice today and didn’t seem to notice the frown swelling on your face. He was testing your patience, and your patience was one of the many things not on your side today.

You endured it for as long as you could with Wooseok's words jabbing at your brain. They pushed you until you couldn't keep them from annoying the living hell out of you. 

“Shut up.”

Wooseok’s words died in his mouth when you snapped at him. His face fell when he saw yours. And boy did it hurt to see his bright face falling, that too because of you.

It hurt...but it didn't hurt enough.

“I’m sorry?” Confusion clouded Wooseok’s mind, not knowing where he went wrong with his words.

On the opposite end, you struggled against your vile tongue. It threatened to tear you apart. And the threat grew and grew until it overflowed in the form of words.

“You need to shut up. Like, seriously. I don’t need to hear about every little thing you do at practice.”

“Y/n… Are you okay?”

See? This is what made you hate him sometimes. His optimism. His ability to know the right words, right gestures to make things right. You hated it. But you hated yourself more, for hating it. 

Something big stirred in your chest.

At ease, your heart whispered.

Something bigger burned in your brain.

Spill it all out, your mind cried.

Unfortunately, you gave your heart little say in most situations. Thus, your mind won when you lashed out,

“No, I’m not! But you obviously don’t care because your stupid, tedious practice which is always the same every day, is just so important.”

This was it. Wooseok could happily indulge himself in all the poison you spat at him, but that didn’t mean he had to. And he wouldn’t. Not when you were being so unreasonable.

He sat up straight from where he was recumbent on the bed. His face slowly drinking up the annoyance of your words.

“Y/n, what is wrong with you?” 

You merely scoffed at his question. Folding your hands over your chest, you leaned against the footboard of the bed focusing on the wall rather than your boyfriend's face, before retorting,

“Now you ask the million dollar question. You literally have been talking about the exact same thing without a break for the past 15 minutes and still have the audacity to ask what is wrong with me?”

You couldn’t see him from where you sat on the edge of the bed, your back towards him, but you knew he scowled when he replied,

“Oh come on, I know you could hear me say the same sentence a thousand times and it wouldn’t bother you, and I know this isn’t what’s got you so upset.”

You left your temporary perch on the bed, turning your body fully to face your boyfriend head on.

“Don't act like you know every little thing that goes on in my mind. I'm just so sick of you being Mr. know it all every time.”

“When am I ever Mr. Know it all? You barely tell me anything that goes on in that complicated brain of yours.”

“I wonder why not? Maybe it���s because a stupid, insensitive someone doesn’t give me a fucking chance to do so.”

“Mind your language, Y/n”

At his petty request, your rage threatened to consume you.

“Don’t tell me what to do with my language.”

“Fine then, suit yourself. Spoil that beautiful mouth of yours with such foul words.”

“I will!”

You strode over to the cupboard beside the bed, pulling it open before snatching a   blanket from within.

“Fine!” Wooseok threw his hands up in defeat.

You held the blanket you had taken out, in both your hands, struggling to see where you were headed with it blocking your sight.

“Fine!”

You retorted, before carefully crossing the short distance to the door leading out of the room. Wooseok shifted on the bed behind you, probably getting comfortable to have a goodnight’s sleep, with not a care in the world bothering him.

But you were wrong. He stood up from the bed to follow you to the door. 

“Where are you going?”

You didn’t turn away when you replied,

“I can’t sleep in this stuffed bedroom.”

He didn’t follow you beyond the limit set by the bedroom door, but he watched, with a sense of regret, as you spread the blanket on the couch in the living room. 

“You won’t survive an hour on that stupid couch.”

“I’ll survive all night, no thanks to you.”

You were stubborn. He knew it. But it didn’t mean you had to suffer because of it. He tried one last time to turn the argument into just a passing memory,

“Y/n please… You’ve got an exam tomorrow.”

He had given in. Now, he waited for you to do the same.

“Thanks for reminding me, I had no idea about my own fucking exam schedule.”

You never would. Wooseok shut the door with a loud thud when he realized it. Needing to release your anger somehow, you grabbed the nearest object around you and smashed it into the ground. 

And that’s what landed you on the stupid couch, where you were barely surviving a few hours, much less the whole night. 

It was stupid. You were stupid. And that is what would take you down one day, if it hadn’t already. 

One night of insomnia is nothing, you thought to yourself, stubborn as you were. A few more hours and you'd be getting ready for university. And you believed university and your exam would give you the much needed distraction. 

But before you could dwell into temporary bliss, the darkness began to play with your vision. It stirred, toying with your vision, making you see things where none existed. It turned the stack of unfolded clothes on the chair by your side into a hideous monster, and converged the paint splashes on the wall into something that resembled dripping blood. It was a hideous game your mind played with you. You could never win from it here, not without the warmth of Wooseok’s body enveloping yours, not without the night light he had bought specially for you.

You fought and fought against the obscuring darkness, but it only formed a canopy above your eyes, reaching in and in and in…

 You sprang up from the sofa in a haste.

The silence and the darkness threatened to drown you before you made a sprightly run towards the bedroom door. The door was slightly ajar now, a dim light leaking from the small space; warm and inviting. Your hand scraped the cold handle, while your brain decided if a few hours of good sleep was worth sacrificing your pride for. Your mind made its choice, willing you to turn around and let the darkness engulf you, but something grabbed your hand.

No-not something.

Someone.

You whirled your head, eyes wide as you stared at Wooseok. His hand clasped your wrist tightly, while his swollen eyes bore into yours.

“Come inside.”

You opened your mouth to object, to throw in the first excuse that felt right. But Wooseok only shushed you with a finger to your lips.

“I give in…”

His words were a whisper, but against the silence of the night they seemed to echo.

“…The darkness seems scarier without you.”

There was a long pause in time after that. Something was caught in your throat, restricting you from speaking. But you pushed against it, and against all the thoughts keeping you away from Wooseok. It killed you to raze your ego to the ground, but you figured it would kill you even more if you let Wooseok slip away.

“I-I’m so-“

The apology died in your mouth when Wooseok leaned in, and stole the words away from your lips with a short kiss.

“You don’t have to say anything. It’s not your fault.”

It wasn’t his either, and yet… he never asked you to admit it.

He pulled you into the confines of your dimly lit bedroom, before dragging you into bed with him. Spreading the warm blanket on your cold body, he tucked you in first. He climbed onto the bed from the other side, lying down beside you.

He didn’t turn towards you. You didn’t turn towards him. His first movement that jolted you from your daze was when he caressed your awfully cold hands and brought them up to his lips.

He kissed your knuckles first. Then your fingers, then your palm and then your wrist before bringing your hand up to his chest, in an attempt to warm it up.

“Tell me…Everything.”

With that three-word phrase, Wooseok broke down the wall you had been building up in your mind the whole day.

You spilled everything at his request. Everything that bothered you went out of our mouth, as he only listened. When you stopped to take a breath, he stroked your head, and when your tears threatened to fall, he kissed their path down your cheeks, never letting them stain them.

When you were finally done, your throat was hoarse, and your eyes were heavy with sleep. With your head in Wooseok’s chest, you listened to his voice as he said all those soothing words, resolving each issue one after the other.

“-And then, we’ll have you call your mother, because I’m sure she’ll understand. She loves you and…”

Wooseok was cut off by soft snores. He craned his neck and gazed at your swollen face with ardour. He pulled the blankets further up to your chest, ensuring no part of your body was exposed to the cold. Burying his face in your hair, he continued,

“…And, I love you, and I’ll never make you give in. Never.”

Though, in your heart you had already decided that if it was Wooseok who you had to give in for…

You’d give in.

You’d give in a thousand times and over. 

[mestizalectora]

[21:46]  Seungwoo enters the living room and looks at you with a confused face for a second before plopping down in the chair in front of you, joking about how you’re “peting your cat like the villian of a movie”. 

He says this because Wooseok is fast asleep in the couch with you, his head on your lap while your fingers run through his hair with care, almost unconsciously. You laugh at the comment maybe a little bit louder than you expected, because this seem to make Wooseok move in his sleep, his arms sneaking around your waist and pulling himself closer to you.

Seungwoo leaves the room, complaining about the scene he just witnessed.