#woozi drabble

[number1mingyustan]

Bored ☾

producer!woozi x fem!reader

Warnings: established relationship, hand kink lowkey, fingering (f.), kissing, cursing, marking, squirting

Summary: When you're bored you tend to grow needy and your boyfriend's been neglecting you

Word Count: 1.5k

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(a/n: something short and sweet for you guys)

He promised he'd be done an hour ago. You should've known better honestly, Jihoon refuses to leave his studio if his work isn't absolutely perfect. There have been too many nights of him coming home late and apologizing because he got caught up.

Today, you thought you would remove that possibility and come visit him instead. However, your presence doesn't seem to be changing much because he's still busy.

And you are so incredibly beyond bored. You can only scroll mindlessly through your phone for so long. Despite the black couch behind him being extremely comfortable, you don't want to lay on it anymore. You want your boyfriend and his attention.

He's been messing around with the same track for at least 45 minutes. Altering the pitch, playing with the key, and adding and removing different layers. You've been watching him, how his hands move along the recording table.

You push your thighs together at the thought of his hands.

It's not often that you get this needy. Neither of you has very high sex drives, but when one of you is in the mood... it's always worth your time.

Jihoon was a gentle lover, but fuck, he was so good with his hands. His touch was always delicate, yet satisfying. And he knew your body well, where his fingers should go and just how to touch you the way you needed.

Good thing you wore a skirt.

You lift your body off the couch and walk over to him.

"Jihoon," you whine.

He lifts his head to meet your eyes. "I know baby, I'm sorry. 30 more minutes, I promise."

You groan, planting yourself on his thigh. He wraps his arm around your waist and kisses your cheek. "I swear I'm almost done, just bear with me a little longer."

"Jihoon."

"Hmm?" he doesn't lift his head.

"I'm horny," you confess.

His body completely freezes for a moment. "Y/n, baby..."

“Just make me feel good,” you run your hand along his chest. “You know I can be quick.”

He hesitates. You watch the way his face contorts as he contemplates giving in. Finally, he leads your body back to the couch where he lays you down.

“10 minutes,” he breathes out. “That’s it, and then I gotta get back to work.”

You smirk, spreading your legs open for him to see. “C’mon, you know you can make me cum in 5.”

He pushes your panties to the side, running his thumb along your slit. He hasn’t even touched you yet and you’re soaked. You love his hands, his fingers always touch you the way you need, pleasuring you beyond satisfaction.

He smirks at the way his fingers grow damp and shiny. He doesn’t waste anymore time before slipping his middle finger inside of you.

You allow your eyes to fall shut as he pleasures you. He pumps his middle finger into your cunt a few times before slipping in his ring finger.

“Fuck,” you breathe out.

He pushes his fingers in deeper, scissoring them to stretch you out. Your body grows tense when he does so.

“Relax baby…” he begins kissing along your neck. His lips latch onto one particular area where he begins sucking. He’s not satisfied until a bruise starts to form on your skin. “ ‘M making you feel good aren’t I?”

His fingers have started pumping into you quickly. You’re so wet, his fingers slip in and out with ease. You’re sure you’re dripping onto the couch, but neither of you seems to mind. His pace is increasing with each pump of his fingers, fucking you hard and fast with his digits.

He continues nibbling and sucking on your neck as he fingers you. There’s hickeys decorating your neck, leaving him smiling and satisfied. He curls his fingers, placing pressure deep inside of you that sends you into overdrive.

“Jihoon!” You cry out.

He catches on before you do, pulling both fingers out of you as the rush of liquid leaves your body. You squirt all over him and the couch shamelessly. And hey, it only took him 3 minutes.

He looks down at the mess you’ve made, smirk plastered on his face. You’re still panting beneath him, mouth parted and eyes fluttering open as you come down from your high. He places his fingers in his mouth, sucking lightly before shooting you a wink.

"Better now?" he asks, voice laced with amusement. "You made quite the mess."

You cover your face in embarrassment when he reminds you. You hardly lasted and you squirted everywhere. "Don't tease me."

He tosses a t-shirt and sweatpants in your direction. "You love it."

“You keep clothes here?” you ask.

He nods. “Yeah, you know how much time I spend here. I always keep some comfy clothes for when I’m here late.”

He helps you remove your damp clothing and dresses you in his clothes.

“What about the couch?” you ask.

“It’s no biggie,” he shrugs. “I’ll just get it cleaned. It’s all black anyway.”

He goes over to the storage closet where he pulls out a chair for you to sit. He sets it up right next to him, facing the recording table. He sits down in his chair and you in yours.

“Good,” he smiles. “For the next 30 minutes, I want you to be good. Can’t bother me or get me all worked up. And if you're good, I'll give you my cock when we get home."

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[studioeisa]

hello! can i request woozi with jealous prompt 'what? me? jealous? never'? thank youuuu ><

ⵌ jihoon x gose director!reader. ⵌ word count: 1k ⵌ notes: i can't stop writing about jihoon,, 🧎

Jihoon has long since accepted that he can be a jealous man when it matters.

He considers it harmless because it gets him moving. Jealous of a different group's success? He works doubly harder to make good music. Envious of someone else's build? He puts in more hours at the gym.

Jealousy is Jihoon's friend. At least, that's what he keeps on telling himself as you praise Soonyoung for his 'initiative'.

Another day, another filming for Going Seventeen. Today's concept is Christmas-themed: A Secret Santa shopping trip with a negligible budget per person. Jihoon knows he should be focused on getting something halfway decent for Chan— the member he had randomly picked earlier in the day— but he keeps getting distracted.

Soonyoung is looking just a little too pleased, a little too smug at your doting. Jihoon can practically hear the way his best friend is preening as he announces, "It's nothing, really. Just a little idea I had."

Jihoon doesn't even know what the two of you are talking about. He does know, though, that he's not going to hear the end of it from the rest.

It's an open secret, after all, that Jihoon has a crush on you.

He's always found it a bit inconvenient, really. He never thought he'd be the type to catch feelings for a staff member, but forced proximity and your undeniable charm have left him helpless.

It's just a crush, Jihoon has told anyone and everyone who teases him about it. I'll get over it.

Except it's been maybe a year and Jihoon is decisively not over it. He's preparing to deliver some variation of the same denial as Wonwoo sidles up to him, the latter grinning in an infuriating way.

"Don't start with me," Jihoon grumbles, his fingers tightening around the extension arm of his designated GoPro.

Wonwoo raises his shoulders in a shrug. "I'm not saying anything," he says in a tone that very much indicates his plans to say something.

A beat. And then, Wonwoo prompts, "Jealous?"

A derisive snort of laughter escapes Jihoon. He could lie, say something along the lines of What? Me? Jealous. Never, in an attempt to get his friends off his back. But they'd see through him anyway, so what was the point?

"Maybe," Jihoon answers. When Wonwoo only stares at him, Jihoon amends, "A little."

Wonwoo laughs at Jihoon's easy acceptance. The older man throws an arm around Jihoon's shoulders, the force of it almost sending the latter faceplanting into a shelf of keychains.

Jihoon is in the middle of biting out an annoyed "Could you not?!" when Wonwoo stage-whispers to him, "Don't worry. The director has a favorite, and it's not Mr. Steal-Your-Girl over there."

Before Jihoon can even question the taunt, Wonwoo is already peeling off to accomplish his task. The words echo a bit in Jihoon's mind. A favorite. Your favorite.

He wonders, briefly, what it would be like— to have that privilege.

He shakes his head, as if to empty his head of the thought. Wonwoo was just teasing, and Jihoon still has to find a gift for Chan. He spends the next thirty or so minutes wandering the department store, internally debating what to get the group's maknae.

Jihoon is weighing the merits of a Bluetooth shower speaker when he next hears from you.

"You know," you say from behind him. "Those have terrible sound quality."

It's only through years of conditioning that Jihoon doesn't jump, but he can't help the way his heart rate picks up ever so slightly. Still, he manages to keep his expression perfectly calm as he glances over his shoulder.

You look every bit like you always do. Clipboard in your hands; headphones hanging around your neck. An easy grin. The picture of the director who has robbed Jihoon of all his rational thought time and time again.

"Well, you didn't give us much to work with," he answers dryly.

"That's the challenge," you tease. "A low-budget exchange gift."

Jihoon sets down the speaker before turning to fully face you. "What would you suggest, then, if this is a bad gift?"

Your gaze flicks down to the GoPro. You didn't typically converse with the boys while they were shooting; if you did, the content was typically cut.

Something compels Jihoon to hit the 'pause' button on his device. "Off the record," he insists, a corner of his lip tugging up in the ghost of a smirk.

There's something unmistakably fond in the way you laugh, in how you choose to indulge Jihoon instead of insisting that he should keep filming.

"You got Chan, right?" You tilt your head to one side as if you're mulling it over. "I saw him fawning over the tealight candles earlier. If you're in the mood to be a menace, though, he thought the beanie hats were deplorable."

Jihoon lets out a chuckle of his own. "Got it," he says. "Candle, hat. Thanks for the intel, director."

It should end there. He should walk away, should turn the GoPro back on and film the rest of the show.

But Jihoon has never been very good at doing what he should, and his mind keeps replaying Wonwoo's earlier words.

And so, he finds himself asking, "What about you?"

Your eyebrows raise. "Me?"

"What would you like for Christmas?"

You look thrown off. Understandably so. "Oh," you say, your tone just a little softer. "That's not—"

Necessary, you're probably going to say. Jihoon cuts you off with a small shake of his head.

"We could have a little exchange gift of our own," he goes on. Jihoon has no idea where this is all coming from. The confidence in his flirtation. The smoothness of his words. It's a rare thing, but he's not going to let it go now that it's here. "I'll get you something if you get me something."

You laugh again, and then you give Jihoon the perfect opening. "What would you even want for Christmas, Jihoon-ah?"

Jealous has always been Jihoon's friend. It gets him moving.

It gets him to admit, "Easy. I'd want you."

୨ৎ * GAME, SET, PLAY ! ( JEALOUSY ) DRABBLE GAME.

[savventeen]

[woozi + illegal]

Jihoon starts toward the city square. "Hoonie? What're you doing?"

"I'm gonna sing."

You do a double-take. "What? That's illegal!"

His raised eyebrow says, I know. And of course he knows — he's one of the resistance leaders after all.

With a shaky nod, you pull a small recorder from your pocket.

[send me a svt member and a one-word prompt and i'll write you something 50 words or less] [masterlist]

[kittyhui]

woozi baby fever + texts

woozi x afab! reader

- jihoon never thought he would have baby fever

- tbh he didnt even think he wanted kids; being so busy with work anyways

- he definitely changed after meeting you though

- after dating for more than 6 months, he’ll be thinking about marriage and children hopeless romantic ugh

- after marriage or a few years of dating, his baby fever goes through the roof

- if he sees you with a baby or a small child, he will practically keel over with the thought of you with his child

- he acts like he hates children but he stays up at night thinking about you pregnant with his baby

- He feels insane when he makes lullabies instead of demos for his group. He has a folder named ‘for FC’ (for future child) full of songs for his non existent baby and he avoids any questions from his members and you when asked who FC is.

- Whenever he sees dad’s with their children he dies inside. He imagines that being him and him taking his baby out for a walk and taking them to his studio, playing them music

- one day, he hit his breaking point. He was hanging out with seungcheol and hoshi and they were talking about their babies (kkuma and latte LMAO) and how they were thinking of buying them cute winter doggy jackets and sweaters. they showed him picture after picture of clothes for their ‘babies’, sending his mind into overdrive. He wanted a baby. He wanted to buy his baby cute clothes and spoil them the way he spoils you. He didn’t just want it. He needed it.

- The moment he came home you could tell something was up. Sometimes jihoon would be a bit out of it, usually because of work and lyrics. This was different though. He was clinging to you unusually, his head resting on your stomach and his hands gripping your waist soft but firmly, not wanting to hurt you yet not wanting to let you go. He refused to talk whenever you asked what was wrong and would just blush deeper and deeper

- “Jihoon.” You finally say, tired of him evading your questions. Your stern voice makes him lift him head to look at you. “Is something going on? You’re acting strange today?” you were beyond concerned now as his ears turn a deep red and his eyes look away from yours.

- “I was with cheol and soon earlier…” he trails off nervously, “and I realized that I want a child with you. So badly. I’ve just been thinking about filling you up and I just want you to have my kid so badly. I’d take care of her so well, spoil both of you to death…” he cuts himself off, feeling embarrassed seeing your shocked face.

- “She?” is the first thing you say, smiling at him. jihoon quirks his head to the side confused, “you said, you’d take care of her so well. What if it’s a boy, hoonie?” you giggle at him, before leaning in to kiss jihoon’s cheek.

- “Boy or girl, id take care of them” he looks you in the eyes, “promise”

- You giggle at his seriousness, nodding at him. “Let’s have a baby then, ji” his smile is so wide it hurt, kissing you hard.

- “Thank you, baby. Thank you...”

- Now, after you get pregnant.. he’s actually insane.

- He tried to act calm and collected but if you try and carry anything heavier than your phone, he will carry it for you.

- He calls you every 40 minutes when he has schedules, asking you if he needs to come home early or if you need anything

- He bought a crib, walker, and a changing board for his studio as well as for your home. He spares no expense

- The moment you start showing, he will have his head on your stomach 24/7.

- “I felt them kick!” “Hoonie, I’m only 13 weeks, I don’t think the baby’s kicking” he doesn’t believe you btw

- Now, he will finally show you his ‘for FC’ folder, playing the songs in his studio for you and the baby to listen to

- He is always worried once you get close to your due date, convincing his company to put him on hiatus and work from home producing songs until the baby is born.

- “I’ll be fine, jihoon. The guys need you” “pretty, you are going to have a baby any minute now. They understand that you need me more.”

a/n: this is so funny cuz i actually dont want kids but woozi baby fever is so real argue with a wall

[rubyreduji]

[childhood best friends to lovers | woozi x gn!reader | 796 words]

You remember back in primary school a boy with a doughy face and a wide grin and shiny black hair cut into a mullet. He asked you to play tag during recess on the first day and when you eventually fell and scraped your knee he held your hand all the way to the nurse.

The next day he shared his snack with you and told you he thought your purple bandaid was cool. Later you two played trucks together and it was then set in stone you two would be best friends forever.

Lee Jihoon was his name.

You two were inseparable. You were always playing together and pairing up for projects and spending afternoons at one another’s houses. You’d sit and listen while Jihoon practiced his instruments and he would sit and watch you draw.

Even into middle school you two couldn’t be pried apart. It was a well known fact by everyone that it was always Y/N and Jihoon. Through thick and thin you two stood by each other. He was your ride or die and you wanted to spend the rest of your life with him.

That is, until you turned fifteen.

“Y/N.”

“Yeah, Ji?”

“I’m moving to Seoul.”

Everything freezes. Your heart twists. You don’t want to believe it. You can’t. Seoul is on the whole other end of South Korea. It’s almost a four hour drive. Why is Jihoon springing this on you right now?

When you don’t respond right away, Jihoon continues.

“I auditioned for a company to become a K-Pop idol, and I got accepted! Pledis Entertainment. I’m going to move to Seoul so I can train before I debut.”

You just stare at Jihoon incredulously.

You’ve always known Jihoon is incredibly talented with his singing, and you knew he had an interest in K-Pop, but you never knew he auditioned to become an idol. Now he’s moving across the country and you won’t be with your best friend anymore.

“That’s…far from Busan,” you finally say, your mouth dry.

“I know, but this is a dream of mine. I promise we’ll still talk, and I’ll come and visit you when I can.”

“I’m…I’m really happy for you Jihoon,” you tell him in a soft voice. “I’m just going to miss you so much.”

“I know, I’ll miss you too.” Jihoon pulls you into a hug. “We’re best friends forever though. Always remember that.”

After Jihoon moves away you see him sporadically and talk to him when he has the time, but as you grow older those times become few and far between until they stop all together. You don’t blame him. He’s become a very successful K-Pop idol and producer, but you can’t help but miss him. You don’t keep up much with his music, but you hear it on the radio sometimes and you’re happy he’s become so popular.

The first time you see Jihoon in person is not planned at all. You think it’s probably been around seven years since you last really interacted with him, around the time he was debuting. You’re a fashion designer and stylist now and when you were asked to help work on a project for a K-Pop idol you weren’t expecting the idol to be the one and only Woozi, aka, Lee Jihoon.

Words get caught up in your throat when you see him. He looks good. Very good. But you suppose that’s what happens when you become a K-Pop idol. A flood of emotions overtake you, as you look at your best friend after all these years.

Jihoon looks just as stunned to see you.

“I- hi, Jihoon.”

“Y/N. Hi. It’s…been a long time.”

“It has.”

“You look good.”

You laugh. “I think you look better.”

It’s easy for you two to pick up right where you left off with your friendship. That’s not surprising though, because as much as you two have changed, you’re still just Jihoon and Y/N. It’s always been easy with Jihoon. 

It’s not the exact same as it used to be. Of course it wouldn’t be, you two are adults now. That’s not the only reason though. There’s something else lingering in the air. Maybe it’s because of your comfort with each other, or because it’s been so long since you saw one another, but you swear Jihoon is flirting with you. Maybe you’re flirting back. 

Your suspicions are confirmed when Jihoon asks you out on a date. You agree of course. 

You two go and get coffee and when Jihoon reaches across the table and grabs your hand, it feels the exact same way it did all the years ago on the very first day you met Jihoon, and you know that this is how it’s meant to be.

[qmrzi]

POUTY ; LEE JIHOON

PAIRING; lee jihoon x fem!reader.

GENRE; established relationship, fluff, kinda angst??

WARNS; none, just jihoon being pouty, kissing! Not proofread.

ABOUT; you didn't give jihoon the reaction he wanted after getting his hair done, so he's very pouty.

WORD COUNT; 581

A/N; jihoon cut and dyed his hair and i still can't get over his blonde hair.

After having black hair for a very long time, jihoon decided to switch things up and dye it blonde and surprise you.

“I'm home!” Jihoon called as he entered your shared apartment after his salon appointment. Jihoon didn't tell you where he's going or what he's gonna do before going— such as a surprise since you've been nagging him to change his hair color.

Jihoon didn't find you in your usual spot on the couch in the living room, so he went to look for you in your shared bedroom.

“Y/N, look!” Jihoon seemingly shouted as he entered your shared room to show you his hair after his salon appointment.

You were working on your laptop and seemed really stressed— you are stressed, jihoon didn't tell you about him wanting to change his hair color due to him wanting it to be a surprise, but he's kinda in the wrong time.

“Just wait a sec, jihoon. I'm busy with this project.” You said, not turning your eyes away from the screen as you continued typing away on the keyboard.

Jihoon stood still for some seconds before letting out a small “okay” and heading out of the room— he wouldn't lie about being slightly hurt, but he remembered the little times he shut you down while working at the beginning of your relationship, so why would he get sad about this?? You're gonna finish your work, freshen up a bit, and spend your whole time with him, right?

Jihoon sat down on the couch to watch some TV until you finished your work.

“Finally,” You sighed as you stretched your body in the chair after you finally finished the project your boss had been nagging you about, then it hit you. Jihoon came here earlier and you shut him down. “Shit!”

You got out of your room and made your way to the living room to see from behind the couch a blonde head watching TV. You smiled uncontrollably as you approached him more and saw his lips pouting

“Jihoon?” You called him, his head immediately snapped towards you. Your smile became bigger as you stood in front of him and cupped his cheeks— even though he tried to not meet your gaze.

“You look fabulous in this color, babe. It's been so long since you dyed your hair blonde” You finished your sentence with a peck on his lips— to be honest, jihoon also tried to stay “mad” at you but the way you touched him and talked to him made jihoon melt in his seat on the couch.

“I'm sorry for pushing you away this afternoon, I was just busy wit-” you got cut off by him grabbing you to sit on his lap and kissing your lips sweetly, it might be the best kiss you've ever received from him.

Jihoon kissed you like he hadn't kissed you since forever, he really tried pretending to be mad at you, but you were so gorgeous holding him like that and praising him!

Jihoon finally broke the kiss and buried his face in your neck, feeling his hot breath and the vibration due to his chuckling.

“I can't be mad at you, you know?” Jihoon said as he pressed some kisses into your neck which made you chuckle as well.

You pushed his head away gently from your neck and pressed your forehead against his, brushing your fingers in his long blonde hair.

“I love you so much, my Barbie.”

Belongs to @qmrzi , DO NOT REPOST OR TRANSLATE WITHOUT MY PERMISSION AND CREDIT.

[jihoonieeeee]

the thing is woozi knows he is HOT yet subtly pointing it out. he is a mastermind i would say...

i find it funny and sexy at the same time the time he had that bathtub wv voice live.... i mean???? its so out of nowhere but still its sexy. the splashing of water???? its him teasing...

nana tour woozi..... c'mon... do i need to say more? im happy he is showing his body off (finally)

woozi at concerts.... i find it charming seeing someone doing his work passionately.... him oozing with confidence, knows he is hot... behind that cute face, my boy is a flirt.

credits to the owners of the photos

[smileyyoungchan]

Sending 🌶️ pics to the ‘wrong person’

Seventeen SMAU

Sending a 🌶️ photo but pretending it’s for the wrong persons prank

Warnings: slightly suggestive

Note: oh god. Not really proud of this one 💀

Hyung line (Coups-Woozi) - Maknae Line (DK-Dino)

[etherealyoungk]

━☆ first kiss with seventeen: woozi

♡ first kiss with seventeen series ♡ masterlist ♡

pairing: woozi x reader

warnings: kissing, fluff

wordcount: 550

you're curled in on the couch, earphones plugged in as you listen to woozi's new song - a demo of it. woozi sits next to you as he keenly watches you while you listen, nervous but also sightly excited. he always loved hearing your thoughts on his songs and lyrics.

he watches as you gently bop your head to the music and there's a small smile across your face. if he had to be honest, he was nervous about showing you this song, because it was about you. during the months he was away on tour, he found himself missing you a little too much. so he picked up a pen and started writing, about you.

he thought it might be too cheesy to write a song about you but he couldn't help himself and he was proud of the outcome. it was only when he wanted you to hear it for the first time, he realized how nervous he actually was.

the song finishes and you pull out the earphones, smiling as you look at woozi. "that was amazing", you tell him, and he smiles in relief. "im going to take a wild guess that this song is about the love of your life?", you prompt, teasing him and he smiles to himself. "to my one and only", he tells and you chuckle.

"but you know, i really liked this one line "and we kissed under the moonlight", you start. he looks at you, waiting for you to continue. "but we've never actually kissed...yet", you tell softly and you can see the way his ears turn read upon your comment. you think it's cute how easily shy he gets.

"maybe we could change that?", you prompt, scooting closer to him. "y-yeah we could", he replies, looking back at you. "can i kiss you?", you ask him and it takes him few seconds before registers what you said.

"i'm the one who's supposed to say that!", he counters. "says who", you counter, leaning forward. "and you didn't answer my question", you tell, intertwining you hand in his.

"yes, you can kiss me", he replies softly and that's all you need to close the gap between you both. your lips press softly against his and your hand immediately comes up to cup your cheek as he softly kisses you back.

you pull away and look at him, giving him a soft and sweet smile. "we should kiss under the moonlight for real next time", you tell softly and he smiles, pulling you closer. "we should", he replies and you kiss him again. he'd kiss you with a sweet sort of passion and kiss you sweetly.

he pulls away and pulls you in for a hug, engulfing you in his arms. "thank you for writing a song about me", you tell before sitting up so you can look at his face again.

"you're going to write a song about this moment right", you prompt, knowing woozi a little too well. "read my mind already", he tells, pecking your cheek. he proceeds to show you another song he worked on and looks at you with the most loving eyes as he watches you listen to his music, his emotions, and his feelings. it really made him the happiest person on the planet and you were everything to him.

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[bluejeanstrash]

you’re so right … something about him in a button up is just so *shivers* … so if you don’t mind, what are your thoughts on ceo husband woozi?!?

- 💐 anon

now…about ceo husband woozi.

- first, let’s talk about him as a ceo—universally loved and deeply respected. he’s very humble and never makes a big deal about his position, but his quiet competence demands respect.

- and he expects this respect to be extended to you. his wife will be treated with respect and if he sees anyone doing otherwise, that person is gone. period. no second chances when it comes to you.

- he’s personable but usually reserved when interacting with his employees but when someone asks about you his face visibly lights up.

- kind of a wife-guy. in the best way. like, will make sure his schedule doesn’t interrupt lunch with you (and if someone calls he’ll very calmly remind them i’m with my wife right now. now’s not the time), will always send over a car when you’re coming to the office, etc. basically will make sure you’re comfortable and taken care of, always.

- is unaware of how hot people find him in the office. i don’t see woozi as a suit-wearing ceo but more of a shirt with sleeves rolled up (yes, this is self-indulgent) and formal pants type. plus a very expensive heavy watch he wears on his wrist, which is his only ‘show’ of wealth. and when he folds his built arms during meetings, his face all serious, the employees are LOOKING and lamenting god, i want him so bad. his wife is so lucky.

- unfortunately for them woozi has never even looked at anyone else and literally has no interest in anyone else. his entire being is devoted to you, and you’re the only one he desires.

- very proudly keeps his arm wrapped around your waist at formal events while he talks you up, his amazing wife. and at the dinners, he keeps one hand resting on your thigh, sometimes to reassure you with his presence and other times to caress and tease till you get worked up.

- speaking of getting worked up…he loves fucking you in his office. what really turns him on is a quickie before his meetings. if he has a meeting at 3:30 pm, woozi’s buried deep inside you at 3:24.

both of you are fully clothed, only his pants are unzipped and your dress has been pulled up. he makes you sit on his lap and ride him while his hands grip your waist tight. as you bounce on his dick, he groans, eyes dropping to his watch to check the time every few seconds. they’re going to be walking in here in 6 minutes. be a good little girl and cum for me. and when you tell him you can’t yet he simply says then you can cum while they all watch, because i’m not letting you go until i feel you dripping down my cock.

and so you speed up, fucking him faster as you play with your clit, his heavy grunts pushing you closer and closer until you start to cum, squeezing around his cock which always pushes him over edge. as you feel him release his warm thick cum inside you, there’s a polite knock on the door. sir, it’s time for your 3:30 meeting. should i let them in?

you quickly pull off him, both of you fixing yourselves as he tells his secretary to send them in. he smiles, giving you little tap on the ass as everyone walks in, bowing to him respectfully. come in, just give me a minute, i’m just saying goodbye to my wife. everyone bows to you politely as you walk to the door, woozi’s hand around your waist and his cum dripping down the side of your thigh.

i’ll see you at home, love. he leans in to give you a kiss on the cheek, just like a respectable ceo husband would, pretending like he didn’t just cum inside you a minute earlier.

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so, anyway, those are my thoughts on ceo husband woozi.

[toruro]

[7:34]

pairing. l. jihoon x reader genre. fluff, idol au, gn reader, request w/c. 430+

"don't go," you murmur, pressing your face into the plush of your pillow as you swing your leg over jihoon's bare torso. there's the sound of ruffling bedsheets as you feel him shift under your thigh, and you sigh dejectedly when he places a hand on your knee.

peeking out from where your face is buried into the pillow, you glance at your boyfriend who watches you with steady eyes, the smallest hint of a smile on his lips. "are you making fun of my sadness?" you say with a lighthearted scoff, pulling your leg away from his hold.

"no, no," jihoon replies quickly, locking his hand around your thigh and yanking your body closer, to him. "you're just cute, that's all."

huffing softly, you roll your eyes while letting your arms wind around his neck, jihoon continuing to pull you over the mattress until you're on top of him, legs are on either side of his body. his eyes are closed, and under the morning glow that peeks through the curtains, he looks beautiful.

you're about to say something before jihoon starts quietly humming a familiar tune, and you can't help but melt into his hold, digging your head into his neck and pressing your chest against his, allowing your heartbeats to sync as one.

"are you trying to serenade me because you're about to leave?" you mumble into the smooth skin of his collarbone. you feel the vibrations reverberate in his throat when he laughs, bringing one hand up to hold your neck and push you up so you can both look at each other properly.

your hot breath fans over him as you hover above, and your lips are still pushed into a pout. "you know i have to go to work," jihoon tells you sympathetically, using a thumb to play with your bottom lip that's jutted out.

"i kno-o-o-w," you drawl, "but it's not even eight! i miss you!"

"baby, you see me every day."

you give him a sad look—honestly, you aren't sure why you're being so pouty this morning, but jihoon looked so cozy and warm and you can't help the whines that come from your mouth.

jihoon catches the little sparkle in your eyes when you look up at him with your cheeks puffed out, and he sighs, pulling you down by the waist so your body is flush against his.

"you have me until 8:30 before cheol starts blowing up my phone."

"make it nine and i'll make fried chicken for dinner."

jihoon grins at you, pressing a kiss at the corner of your mouth. "deal."

[gyuswhore]

Hello :) It's my first time requesting but I've read most of your posts and I adore them a lot :)

Can I request something about woozi being such a sweet/soft boyfriend? Like, he just loves hugging you and is very clingy to you He also does everything he can especially if he got his free time? Because he's always seen as very closed off and reserved by other people but he acts so different around you. Thank you :))

Thank you so much for liking my work <3

Hope you like this one too!

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smothered:

"Jihoon, I need you to let go." You're trying to pry off the human stuck to your back preventing you from moving around the kitchen properly.

"Stay in one place," he responds, head still buried in your shoulder.

"I can't, I need to put this there-"

He perks up, grabbing the plate off your hands and placing it in the cabinet.

"Are you done?"

Looking around the now relatively clean kitchen, you remember something else that needs to be done, "No, I need to vacuum and mop."

The words are barely out of your mouth before he's turning around and leaving. Stunned for a moment, you wonder if he's stalked off upset, but as you hear the familiar roar of the vacuum going off in the bedroom you can only smile at his determination.

Deciding to match his motivation, you finish up the rest of your house chores so you can finally allow Jihoon to smother you. Or the other way around, you don't think he cares.

Once he's done turbo cleaning the floors, he finds you on the couch.

"What's next?" he asks.

You simply open up your arms in an invitation, "Loving me?"

He realizes he's obliged embarrassingly fast, subconsciously aware if any of the guys were seeing him. In the comfort of his home, and in your arms, he relaxes at last.

Jihoon, the same man who turns beetroot red when holding your hand in public, is currently smothering you in his scent, and you can't say you'd have it any other way.

[savventeen]

[woozi + piano]

the keys are cold beneath his wind-chapped fingertips, and jihoon only hesitates a moment before pressing down, letting his soul splatter like ink onto the ivory.

"y/n," he croaks.

the arctic wind howls around him. he hopes the runes are enough to carry the music.

"y/n, i'm here."

[send me a svt member and a one-word prompt and i will write you something 50 words or less]

[kittyhui]

woozi x afab!reader

cw: smut (minors DNI!!), oral (f.receiving), pinv, crying, creampie/breeding kink, praise kink, bit of overstim. not grammar checked lol

“f-fuck, jihoon- too much-“ you squirm underneath your boyfriend; his tongue overstimulating you to an unthinkable degree, “feels t-too good” he’s been eating you out for what felt like hours, pulling orgasm after orgasm from you.

“tastes so good, baby” he mumbles into you, vibrations from his voice making you squeal, “gimme one more, my love” he looks up at you, eyes cloudy with lust, hair damp with sweat, sticking on his neck and forehead.

“jihoon- jihoon, i can’t, too much-“ you whine out, head falling back down onto the bed you’re laying on, hands gripping the sheets until your knuckles are white. he continues his motions, moving his fingers up, playing with your clit, “fuck- baby! feels so good-“

his tongue finally stops, your mind races, whining at the sudden loss. his head lays on your inner thigh, smiling up at your fucked out face, “you sound so pretty, my love.” he’s painfully hard right now, but he can only think about you and the beautiful noises coming from your mouth; music to his ears. you barely can catch your breath before he gets up and kisses you hard “tired already? wanna fuck you, make you cum on my cock.” you can only whine, hands pulling him closer.

all you have to say is “please” and he’s inside, fucking his cock hard and deep into you, sighing deep into your open mouth. moans fall from your mouth, eyes trying to stay open, wanting to look at the beautiful man that was on top of you; his hair falling down around you, face flushed a deep pink. “jihoon- im gonna cum.. please, gimme more, baby” he mutters a soft ‘fuck’ at the desperation in your voice, going faster.

“my l-love, youre doing so good for me. so pretty. lemme cum in you, knock you up.” you cry out at his words, pleading for him. “cum for me, baby” you clench around him, cumming hard, scratching at his arms. all he does is groan out, head falling into your neck, biting down on the side of it. you feel the warmth of his release spurting into you, squeaking softly at the feeling.

jihoon falls to the side of you, looking at the bliss on your face. you open your eyes finally, looking at him and smiles, “happy anniversary, ji” he grins and kisses your red, bruised lips.

“happy anniversary, jagi”

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“you definitely got me pregnant this time, ji”

he cackles at your words. “good. gonna have to marry you too, i guess” he says, kissing your lips as the two of you giggle.

fin

a/n: im so horny for this man you dont even understand. i want him so bad

[rubyreduji]

[minors dni!] [based off an ask i got here]

"ughhh" jiwoo whines at you "you really aren't going to tell me anything at all?"

you roll your eyes "i have no clue what you're talking about"

"yes you do! this has been going on for months just tell me about your mystery man!"

you crinkle your nose up at the nickname. right as you do, jihoon walks into the room, glancing between you and his daughter

"what are you two yelling about?"

"nothing appa, just y/n being THE WORT BEST FRIEND EVER! she won't tell me about the guy she's seeing"

you try not to be embarassed about jiwoo saying all of this to her father. you also try not to be embarassed over the fact that her father is your "mystery man"

jihoon just raises an eyebrow at you, then jiwoo, before walking off

you and jihoon have been hooking up for a while now, and it all started during your second year of college when you went to live with jihoon and jiwoo for a break. you and jihoon had caught each other's attentions and never let go

now you're still staying with them for breaks, and sneaking around jiwoo to hook up. the only issue is that jiwoo has caught onto you hooking up with someone, she just doesn't know it's her dad, and you're hoping to keep it that way

normally you two can get away with it easily, but jiwoo lately has been attatched to your side even more, meaning it's rare for you to get time away from her to sneak off to see jihoon. you can tell it's upsetting the older man as well as he's getting less time with you as well

you might sound cocky, but you're well aware jihoon is very obsessed with you. not only has he told you multiple times but just from the way he looks and acts around you, he's completely entranced and it drives you a bit crazy, knowing you have the rich handsome ceo wrapped around your finger

"fine, don't tell me" jiwoo finally huffs "but i'll eventually get it out of you"

"sure" you mutter

"anyway let's hang out by the pool today" jiwoo changes the subject "appa just had it cleaned and it will be nice with the hot weather"

with that jiwoo grabs your hand and pulls you upstairs to change into your swimsuits. your swimsuit is a bikini you picked out last summer that's a bit booby and high cut at the hips and when you get down to the pool you and jiwoo take a couple pictures before she dives into the water and you sit on the edge, dangling your feet into the water

"come on y/n get into the water!" jiwoo calls after a while. you really don't want to get super wet so you decide to grab a pool floaty and climb on that. this seems to satisfy jiwoo for the time being as she continues to swim around the pool

just when the sun is starting to feel a little too warm on your skin and you're contemplating actually getting in the water, you look up at the house and smirk when you see the man of the house standing at one of the windows, staring down at you. from where you're sitting in the pool you have the perfect view of his face and the hunger that sits in his eyes

it's been a while since you've been able to be with jihoon, with jiwoo always hanging around you and jihoon being busy business man, so you quickly move to the edge of the pool and climb out of the floaty

"hey im gonna run to the bathroom and get a drink, do you want something?"

"can you make me something tropical?" jiwoo asks and you nod

"yeah sure" you tell her before slipping back into the house

you're sure jiwoo will be too distracted swimming (one of her favorite things to do) to realize how long you'll be gone. you walk through the house, searching for jihoon. you and jihoon have never actually fucked while jiwoo is home, but there is quite literally no better time than now

you find jihoon standing where he was earlier, by the windows in the sitting room and before you can even say a word to him he's grabbing you and pushing you against the wall, out of sight of the windows and the pool

his lips are suffocating as he kisses you fiercly, his fingers digging into your waist. you hungrily kiss him back, soaking up everything you've been missing recently

"fuck" he groans when he pulls away from you, his hard cock already rubbing up against you through his pants "you're so naughty, putting on this slutty little bikini and parading yourself around, driving me crazy"

jihoon's fingers are already pulling at the strings of your swimsuit, pulling away from your body to leave you bare to the room. your own hands work at unbuttoning his shirt and pants, pulling his cock out of it's constraints so he can get in you faster

as much as you'd love to have slow, loving sex with the older man, you're a little too desperate and on too much of a time crunch for that

jihoon's head leans down so he can lap at your tits, suckling on one of yoru nipples before moving to the next, his fingers rubbing at your slit as he does

your fingers tug at the hair on the nape of his neck, begging him to slip instead your slick cunt. jihoon seems to get the message and he lines his cock up to you, also deseperate to feel you wrapped around his throbbing length

his slams into you, his cock sinking deep into your pussy, buring your entrance as he does. his cock is thick and it barely fits in you, but you have experience taking him and soon jihoon is thrusting his hips into you at a rapid pace

his hands slip under your thighs as he lifts you up, your legs coming to wrap around his waist. your tits bounce freely as your body is jostled around from the rough thrusts and jihoon takes one his mouth again, his tongue circling the bud before sucking on it hard

you whimper in his arms as you feel his cock dig into your sweet spot, repeatedly ramming against it and sending you into a light headed frenzy

you can feel jihoon's strong hands still on your legs and you wrap your legs around him even tighter, pulling him closer to your body, wanting to feel all of him against you. you stick your hands in his opened button up, sliding over his musuclar shoulders, your own fingers finding purchase there

"f-fuck, jihoon, please" you beg, feeling your body start to tense up

"cum all over my cock baby, i want to feel you cumming around me" he growls, his voice sending you over the edge. he's still fucking into you as you cum around him and even when your body goes limp he doesn't let up until he's cumming into your cunt, filling you up

you whine when you feel the seed hit your walls and you tremble in jihoon's arms, gripping onto him for stability

jihoon lets your legs down gently and he kisses you again, this time sweeter and less intense

"i miss having you like this" jihoon mumbles "jiwoo keeps taking you away from me"

you laugh "you know she is still my best friend"

"yeah, but i'm the one who's obsessed with you" jihoon proclaims and you smile, you think it's cute how needy jihoon really is. the media would have a field day if they knew the harsh, serious lee jihoon was so sweet on you

speaking of jiwoo, you move to glance out the window and see she's still utterly distracted in her own world. you look back at jihoon and smile

"wanna go for round two?"

[sungbeam]

𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐬

lee jihoon x gn!reader

0.7k words, proposal au, barely proofread

a/n: hi carat friends 😔 im here w another proposal au for the sebongs bc i want to get married okay

You always made Lee Jihoon a cup of coffee every morning. The tradition had begun long before the two of you even really knew each other, since he often came into the coffee shop you worked at for the cheapest, darkest cup of coffee you sold. You were pretty sure the first cup you had ever made for him tasted like hot piss, but you had watched him gulp it down like a champ in the corner of the shop while pouring over his assignments.

And when you would eventually grow to become friends, lovers, the tradition held firm and he would not be able to start a day without a cup of coffee made by your hands. Said tradition even took on a special addition—notes from yourself to him. They ranged from the usual 'hope u have a good day <3' to 'eggs……?' (Don't ask. It'd been a strange morning for you.)

After moving in with each other, the tradition held as strong as his work ethic.

This morning, you set a steaming cup of coffee (arguably much improved from the first cup you'd made) in front of him. It was his usual mug, part of a set that you'd bought made of clear glass. The day you'd come home with the glassware and a set of whiteboard markers, he hadn't even questioned the unconventional pairing.

But he noted the way your eyes fixed on him from across the island counter, how you laced your fingers beneath your chin to hide the slight tremor. You were nervous about something, he thought, but maybe you just had a presentation at work later today.

"Thank you," he murmured with a soft-cornered smile, as he usually did. It wasn't until he took his first sip, that you straightened and turned away to busy yourself with packing yourself lunch.

The kitchen was quiet as you both basked in the other's presence. Warm morning light, soft and buttery, filtered through the windows to his right as he caught up on emails and sipped on the coffee you'd made. After purchasing the glass mugs, your messages to him shifted from the sides of the cup, to appearing on the bottom. It was so that once he'd finished his morning cup of joe, only then would he be allowed to see your love-filled words, amongst the dregs of dark brown at the bottom.

He tilted his head back slightly as anticipation caused his heart to leap. The mug drained, little by little.

Y…R… There was a question mark on the bottom row, as well, and he realized you hadn't written the message backwards like you usually did.

He drank faster.

Y… R… R… A…

?... E…

His heart galloped in his chest and the remaining coffee disappeared like a wave pulling away from the shoreline. Everything slowed to a stop, and he met your eyes. You'd already stopped what you were doing to await his answer.

A laugh bubbled out of him. It was merry and bright, and Jihoon shook his head in disbelief.

You bit back a smile. "Don't laugh!" You groaned, leaning back onto the counter across from him with heat crawling up to your cheeks.

His grin stretched from ear to ear as he waved his hands in front of him. "Wait, I'm not laughing at you! Seriously—seriously, just wait!" He stood abruptly from his stool and you watched him jog into your bedroom down the hall.

Your heart rate was erratic, but you waited. You waited and waited, until he came barrelling back out toward you with one hand in the pocket of his pants. His smile had softened, and you saw the glimmer of nervousness in his expression.

He rounded the counter to meet you on the other side and revealed to you the treasure lying in his pocket. "I—I was literally thinking the same thing," he said to you, holding up a white gold band studded with a diamond on top.

Tears stung in the corner of your eyes, and there was silver lining Jihoon's. You couldn't believe what was happening, the words on the bottom of the cup you'd written done in a spur of sudden courage. But this wasn't what you had expected would come of it. And god, was it better than any other outcome you could have imagined.

He stepped closer to you and gently grabbed your left hand with his. "So how's this for an answer?"

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