woojungz

[woojungz]

BUTTERFLIES (2 A.M VERSION) + smut mdni

non idol!jiung x fem!reader

彡 — an unexpected storm crashes your night, and thank god you and jiung managed to get to the car before the rain’s turned heavy. yet when the train station you’ve asked him to drop you off to was surprisingly under construction from a system malfunction—you’re left with no choice but to stay the night over at your boyfriend’s place.

author’s note: i was in the middle of writing something for jongseob yesterday... until i opened twitter and oh my fucking god jiung looked so damn fine on live i almost wanted to eat a boulder. hence i present to you, this fic! also i love everything domestic and fluffy when it comes to jiung so that's how it is for the first part of this fic <3

word count: 4.5k

warnings: established relationship. cunnilingus, blowjob that turns into 69 (woah there), squirting, mentions of his tattoo

"y/n, you've been looking at me weird ever since i stepped foot in this restaurant." you almost choked at a meatball as you tried to laugh his words off, blinking in a frenzy because he must've caught you staring at him so intensely, pupils blown out, for the nth time this evening.

"yeah, um... sorry, it's just—it's just because you look really good tonight!"

you fiddle your fork around your pasta, surprised that only a sentence escaped your throat despite the whirlwind of thoughts in your head—his jet black hair falling over his face, his complementary full brows, down to his lips that are irresistibly a tinge of pink that you almost wanna reach over the table and kiss him. jiung's always so effortlessly charming that you might as well melt in your seat then and there.

"what kind of excuse is that… come on and eat your food, the way you sounded from your texts earlier, it must've been a really tiring day at work, am i right?" he utters, ever so caring like you never leave his mind. although the restaurant held a cozy, dimly lit atmosphere during dinner, you could still glimpse at how his brown blazer perfectly frames his broad shoulders and the white shirt from beneath that rumbles with every laugh echoing in his chest. you're only broken from your trance when he raises his fork strung with the pasta, urging you to have a taste.

"mhm. remind me to order this one the next time we come back." you gesture a finger over his plate, breaking into a subtle smile when you feel the pad of his thumb wipe away the sauce by the side of your lip.

frankly, you couldn't wait for when another date like this would follow, serving as your only savior from consecutive taxing days at work. jiung's constant texts and calls could only do so much for your pent-up frustration when missing him.

dinner wound up faster than you would like it to be. dejection was painted all over you as he walked you toward his car with his hand resting on the small of your back.

“jiung, could you just drop me off at the train station?” you spoke up once he unlocked the car, opening the passenger seat for you.

he hurriedly runs over to the other side of the car, the subtle patter of raindrops on the windshield hooking your attention. “there’s no need for that, i’ll drive you back to your apartment.”

“but… it’s going to get really late since you’re going to have to drive back to yours. aren’t you tired from work as well?” you turn to him after fastening your seatbelt.

“i’ll never be tired when it comes to you y/n.” his reply sent a flutter through your chest, struggling to take your eyes off his figure while he focused on the road before him.

it’s like he always knows the right words to make your heart skip a beat.

though it’s proved to be quite a challenge in your relationship to be living in apartments that are a distance apart from each other, jiung’s never acted like it’s such an inconvenience for him, always as admirably unfazed and composed as the first time you fell for him.

“no, really… babe, you’ve already done so much for me this evening. i can manage on my own.” you firmly press on, his hand trailing down to shortly caress your thigh before going back to the steering wheel.

“if you say so then~ i’m always a call away if you need me, alright?”

the drizzle from before had long brewed into a storm as the raindrops now rattle harshly against the glass. jiung’s driving a lot more carefully now, the night stretching out more than ever. at this point, he wanted to pose his offer to you from earlier. there’s no way he’s going to let you out on your own in this raging weather.

“good thing we already got in the car before the rain worsened,” he mumbles, preparing to take a turn to the right as you near the train station.

you begin shuffling in your seat to ready your bag and an umbrella until you're met with the sight of clamor right outside the train station. scanning outside your window, it's unfortunate how dozens of people appear stranded, trying to catch a ride from cabs.

“this station’s apparently closed for the meantime, there’s something they have to fix. and… i guess it’s taking longer than usual because of the rain.” you turn back to your boyfriend, face lit from the glow of his phone as he scrolls through local news.

you slump back into your seat, watching him maneuver the car back onto the road.

“are you really sure you’re okay driving all the way to my place? i could pay for the gas.” you offer, tipping your head slightly to the side.

“there’s no need for that—”

“please, jiung… it’s the least i could do for tonight…” you further beg, reaching out a hand over his arm, enough to not disturb him while he drives.

“hmm… my apartment isn’t as far from here, compared to yours. you know you could always stay the night with me? then i’ll just drive you to your workplace the following morning.”

you look away, pondering for a minute. “i’d love to be with you longer for tonight, but it’s not like you don’t have work tomorrow either. you’d drive twice as far since mine’s the opposite way as yours.”

jiung huffs out a quick sigh. “if only i wasn’t driving right now, i’d probably be pinching your cheeks until you just let me take care of you.” you let out a laugh at his words, your gaze following the trickle of the rain down the window.

“...and why wouldn’t i wanna do it if it means i’ll get to start my mornings with you.”

there he goes again, kindling a flicker of rush through your heart, ultimately letting him have the final word.

it was a comfortable silence for the rest of the ride, finding yourself at jiung's apartment in no time. the storm still hadn't quelled as the evening progressed, yet it felt much cozier within the confines of your boyfriend's bedroom as you waited for him to finish his shower.

you were quite surprised he hadn't asked you to bathe together—usually enjoying how he gets to do the scrubbing for you while occasionally leaving kisses despite the soap suds on your body.

jiung let you enter his apartment first, especially since you already have a copy of his keys, letting you know he'd also come right after since he's gonna check something in his car for a short while.

you were in the middle of getting dressed when you feel yourself getting engulfed into a warm hug, his perfume partly replaced with the smell of his body wash. it's not difficult to anticipate the gentle kisses that follow, and the familiar trail of jiung's lips from the back of your head, trailing towards your shoulder before finally resting his chin on it to try and peck your cheek next.

as he does so, you squirm within his grip, erupting into a chuckle. "at least let me get fully dressed first," you playfully banter, sliding into a pair of shorts and a shirt you've left at his place from times you've slept over from before.

you perch on the bed afterward, further scooting backward once he kneels on the mattress as well, toppling his figure over yours and rendering you immobile.

"jiung, what're you---" you struggle talking when he settles his weight over you, his arms sneaking beneath your body in a tight embrace. "let's stay like this for a while."

truly, there's no such thing as 'a while' for jiung. not a single bone of subtlety in his body when he wants to get it known to you that he wants something. he's boldly nuzzling his face impossibly closer into the crook of your neck, his tongue darting out, warm like a spark against your skin.

similarly, his hand runs over your body. snaking a hand past your hip, shamelessly brushing into your inner thigh before retreating once he's drawn a gasp from your throat. your fingers cling tightly to his shoulder, his wet lips still busy on your neck, resuming his brazen movements from your waist over to the swell of your breast, fondling rather harshly until he pinches your nipple through the fabric.

you're startled when you emit a strained whine, turning hazy by the minute. "what is it now jiung..."

the mattress dips shortly when he pulls away, his touch unwavering as his hands reach down to lace through yours. "i wanted to offer to massage you since you were probably tired from today, but..."

his words dwindle once his eyes come into focus, your body lying vulnerable underneath him. though his shadow's cast over you, it felt like you had his gaze spellbound from how he struggled to turn away. meeting the sight of your parted lips heaving out light breaths, your hair, disheveled, almost sorry because he knows you just finished showering. yet when his eyes flicker down to your bare tummy peeking below the hem of your shirt, he knows there's no turning back for him anymore.

"i could see you're getting other ideas than... that."

jiung clears his throat at your words, blinking away from his trance.

"i would be the happiest if you let me." he's playfully fiddling with your fingers, eager to hear a reply. "i want to let you relax, i know you're spent from today."

you hold your tongue, watching as he approaches the edge of the bed while his hands shift to rest over your thighs. he takes it up a mile when he completely rises, leaving the bed to kneel on the floor, his hands firmly grasping onto your flesh before pulling you closer to him as he could.

you couldn't resist a gasp from his abrupt pull, desperately dragging your shorts off, leaving the garment to get lost on the floor.

it's tough to find the right words when jiung's swift to splay his hands over the plush of your thighs once more, watching as your legs fall apart before him. your breath is caught in your throat when his gentle eyes flicker to lock onto yours, yet you feel much more exposed when he's got you in such a vulgar position. however, his gaze isn't one to expect a reply drawn from you, knowing full well you're only capable of noises and whines at your abashed state.

"mhm..." the sensation of his hum on your skin vibrates like electricity through your veins, beginning a languid pace of nipping over the expanse of your inner thigh. it's so obscene that if it weren't for the barrier your panties served, jiung's met with the sight of your pussy, hole pulsating with a drip of your glistening arousal. you couldn't know for sure if it's already seeped a damp spot through the fabric.

as you peered down, you couldn’t refrain from tugging on a tuft of his hair, a desperate attempt to hurry him. he remained resolute nevertheless, eyes shut tight he focused on your thighs hooked over his shoulders. it felt like his hot kisses were promptly rising closer to your clothed cunt, doubting that it may just be your imagination until you’re shaken out of your reverie from an unexpected sting.

you glance down once more, only now realizing your head has been thrown back against the mattress. jiung’s finger pulls the hem of your panties taut before letting it snap again, ripping a whine from your chest.

"i want you to keep your eyes on me though,” your heartbeat mirrors the harsh patter of raindrops against the bedroom window, bringing you back down to earth. much like the raging storm brewing outside, the surge of desire pooling in your stomach heightened your senses.

“miss the way you taste." he ends his sentence, nudging his nose against your clothed pussy, moving upward to bump ever so slightly on your clit as you let out a lazy mewl.

jiung licks you through your panties, the tip of his tongue prodding and prodding as he tries to trace tantalizingly around your hole. he replaces it with the flat of his tongue headily dragging up until he feels the bump of your clit on his wet muscle and promptly sucks.

“ahh… fuck, jiung…” you’re melting into bliss once he encloses his lips around your bud tight, suckling wet and hungry as if it were his oasis. continuously flicking his warm tongue repeatedly, watching your legs shudder when all of a sudden he stops, leaving you hanging out of nowhere.

you’re whining out, brows narrowed as you crack from your pleasured daze. “why’d you stop?” he winces from your harsh pull on his scalp, refusing to meet your eyes. you didn’t miss the grin he had on his lips, shiny from spit and you wish he would’ve just dived back in already.

yet he’s just teasingly thumbing through your panties, remaining wordless as you buck your hips up, desperate for the slightest touch of the pad of his finger on your clit.

"jiung... just take it off, please—i don’t know what you’re even waiting for anymore." you cry out, voice punctuated in tones of impatience.

"i want to hear you say that you want this as much as i do. can you do it for me?" he asks, painstakingly swirling a thumb over your swollen bud.

"yes! yes, jiung please…” he feels his cock twitch from your needy sobs, fingers already trailing toward the hem of your panties. “just eat me out, please, jiung… i want your tongue on me!”

that was all it took for him to pull your legs together, raised, so he could slide your panties off before letting your thighs rest over his shoulders once more.

you could feel his breath fanning against your bare folds, raking your nails over the sheets in anticipation. whilst jiung had an arm draped over one of your thighs, his other hand reached closer to your cunt, his thumb tugging lightly so he could get a better view—just enough so he could drag the flat of his tongue over your sweet cunny, flicking the tip as he reaches your clit.

“no matter how many times i eat you out,” he utters, shortly licking a strip before finishing his words. “just can’t seem to get enough of you.”

it was the last you’ve heard of jiung before he began a pace of rapid kitten licks over your sensitive clit, your hand flying towards his hair once he encloses his lips over your bud and sucks, wetly—making your knees tremble as they lay hung over his frame.

he lay still, hunched over your lower body as he works you into ecstasy, a medley of languidly swirling his wet muscle around your clit and switching to firm, fast licks until he’s had you writhing and sobbing out his name in a chant. he heaves you down, carefully lapping over the slick of your folds and your hole, ultimately burying his face further between your thighs as he delves his tongue into the hole of your cunny.

you’re such a mess, falling apart as he lets your arousal collect on his tongue, moaning when he feels the plush of your walls clamp around him, overwhelmingly making you fuck yourself against his mouth when his nose bumps over your swollen clit.

and just when you couldn’t fathom what else he could do to render you pliant from the meager use of his mouth, jiung forcefully grasps your thighs spread, effortlessly slipping a finger into your cunt as his lips move to latch over your clit and abuse it with his tongue.

“oh, god. jiung—feels so fucking good,” the air within his bedroom felt intoxicating as you let yourself succumb to pleasure. the constant suckling of his mouth matched the noise of his slender finger sinking into your cunny, slick, filthy noises turning the atmosphere heated by the minute.

close, close, you’re so fucking close. the repeated squelch of your gushing pussy felt humiliating, your heart hammering as you let out ragged moans between calls of his name. no one else could see you in such a helpless, embarrassing state, driven mad over his bed. the same bed he’s touched himself to the thought of pleasuring you to his utmost desire.

and now he’s doing it to you once more.

jiung slips in another finger, groaning around your swollen bud when he realizes how wet he’s made of you from the patch of arousal that’s pooled onto his sheets. continuing the thrusts of his digits into your cunny, watching the way you engulf him through your folds. and he just curls—curls his fingers knowing you’d begin rutting up to his mouth eager for release.

“want it, want it, want it, jiung—please!” you sob out, almost as if tears were welling at the corners of your eyes as you couldn’t stop yourself from breathily moaning in chase of your high, cheeks burning in bliss.

he’ll never say a word, at least not for now, but it fuels his ego that he’s the only one who could topple you over the edge—out of your mind as he finds your g-spot and prods his fingers there, staying, almost making out with your cunt from the way he’s sucking even more that he wants the cord in you to snap, just groaning flush against your swollen bud as he thrusts his digits impossibly faster—his chin slick with your arousal as he receives for more, feeling you cum all over his fingers getting sucked further into the squeeze of your cunt and trying to push his head away even though your thighs are clamped tight over his cheeks.

it was then when he pulled away from your trembling figure, he took in your spent image that fell apart on his bed, your fingers numb while your legs lay limp as your moans died down along with your high. he kisses your clit once more, maybe even the last time he would when he feels the weak push of your hand on his forehead.

“no more…” your soft spoke, meeting his eyes again when he hovers over you on his bed, admiring the gorgeous angel he’s turned blissed out of their mind.

fuck. he knows for sure, yours is the prettiest pussy he’s ever tasted and will ever pleasure.

jiung moves in an attempt to fetch you a glass of water, yet he doesn’t even make it out of the bed when he feels you tug on his fingertips, flashing you a questioning expression. “jiung, you’re hard.”

it was from your words that he came back to his senses, the bulge in his shorts serving quite the trouble, although he doesn’t want to bother you further.

“don’t worry about it y/n, you don’t have to do anything about it.” you almost wanted to curse at him, from how selfless he’s been treating you ever since the evening began, but all you could muster was to rest on your elbows.

“no, no. let me, please. after all you’ve done for me tonight…” you urge him to position himself closer to the headboard, recalling how he’s paid for dinner, drove you around, and… made you cum in the span of one night. “the least you could let me do is to return the favor.”

“alright then, but… i’d like to make a simple request.” you raise your gaze toward him, awaiting an answer as you straddle his body while his head softly hits the pillow.

“i couldn’t have you leaning over like that.”

he gestures towards your knees, still trembling from the afterglow of your orgasm.

he hurriedly rids himself off his shirt, followed by the rest of his undergarments. it was only then that you remembered the tattooed butterflies over his torso, ever so sultry, leading down further until you’re met with the sight of his cock, tip leaky and begging to get pleasured.

“you can sit on me while you…” he struggles to string his words together, anticipating the shocked look on your face as he holds his arms out for you to reach closer.

“jiung… im still a little bit sensitive from earlier i don’t think i can handle another—”

“dont worry baby, im not gonna touch you! i mean, i will touch you… but i’ll just keep my hands on your thighs. i promise.”

and so you shift at his words, straddling his chest as you lean over to the direction of his cock. it’s such a shameful position to be solely sucking him off with your ass so close to his face, especially now that his touch is ghosting over your thighs, keeping you snug in place.

he’s been needy for the longest this evening despite choosing to be such a giver, heavily panting out the moment he feels your tongue swipe over his slit. fuck, the swirl of your wet muscle dragging over his heavy tip was something he’s never realized he’d been yearning for, his breath hitching, fading into a groan when you finally engulf as much of him as you can in your warm mouth.

he’s heavy on your tongue, yet all you could wish for was for him to not moan out so seductively distracting. your hole’s clenching around nothing at this point, trying to focus on the way you sloppily wrapped your cock with his mouth as you bobbed your head.

“ahh… y/n, fuck—more.” you couldn’t resist getting aroused once more, especially from the way he was moaning your name out so passionately, the rumble of his chest from constant groans traveling straight to your core, a familiar surge burning up within your tummy.

and where else would jiung look at aside from your ass, right in front of him, his piercing gaze descending to your cunt. although his eyes could've been shut tight from the pleasure, he'd still feel you, slick dripping down just an inch past his collarbones.

it's like you're testing him on purpose. he doesn't want to break his promise to you, even though he badly wants to latch his mouth on your cunny once more with abandon. he can't help it, nails digging crescents on the flesh of your thigh as his breathing grew ragged, dragging him back to the present as he has to deal with the constant slobber of your sucking and the lewd image of your cunt.

it must mean you're aroused though, if your pussy's making such a wet mess over him. regardless if it were a mix of his spit and your earlier orgasm currently oozing out, his mind's running on nothing but his need for you.

he just can't help it. you weren't sure what to make of the sudden apologies jiung uttered simultaneously at your messy eating, unintentionally hollowing your cheeks at his rough pull towards his mouth, ultimately latching his lips over your folds for the second time.

"mhmph—jiung, i told you..." you cry out, pulling away from his length with a string of spit connected to your bottom lip, glistening. your mind wandered back into pleasure as you still try keeping your furious pace of stroking his cock, despite your mind turning cloudy from the repeated lapping of his tongue on your clit—knowing full well you're still recovering from your climax not too long ago.

oh, but god, he didn't have to be so good at eating you out that you're shamelessly bucking your hips, trying to meet the way his tongue darts out towards your folds.

you tried your hardest to take him into your mouth once more, but you just couldn't keep a steady pace. your fist looked helpless, stroking him erratically while you're left tearfully moaning out as he lets you ride his face in a rush of lust. working each other towards the edge of climax, as you rut over him.

from an outside perspective, it would seem it was just you falling apart, vision blurring as you relished the flicking of jiung's tongue on your sensitive clit, your grip loosening on his cock—'til you're left clawing over his tattooed butterflies in pure bliss.

you're choking out sobs at this point, no doubt nearing your orgasm by the second. oh, but there's just something quite different with the way the spring in your tummy coils tight, your veins growing much hotter as the only thing you could hear was the pounding of your heart in your ears.

"ohhh, fuck---jiung, jiung, can't!" he anticipates the tremble rushing through the plush of your thighs, delving the tip of his tongue into your cunny before he's met with an abrupt wetness splattering all over his chin, warm on his neck and a sticky splotch on the sheets—god, you're just giving him more reasons to wanna ravish you further.

and if there's one thing he's been dreaming of, he didn't expect it would be such a hot sight for you to squirt all over him, almost feeling like his fingertips held a spark as he worked you through your messy high.

“that was…hot, oh… fuck, y/n...” he curses through his breath, unexpectedly cumming just from watching you fall apart and squirting all over him. it was unfortunate how he couldn’t see the way he released all over your face, your lips stricken with his sticky cum as you attempt to lick the sides of your mouth clean before your head falls back over his torso in an attempt to clean the cum off the tattoo.

silence fell upon the room, and at this point the storm had fizzled down a little bit, almost finding yourself drawn to slumber until jiung gently flipped you over, your back against his soft mattress.

“i’ll be right back, alright?” you could almost make out the image of your boyfriend through your heavy lids, his chin and chest dripping wet—embarrassingly because of you.

yet time blurred out of your control as you couldn’t even feel ashamed about it, only to shortly wake up in freshly replaced sheets and clothes, your chest to the mattress.

the cozy smell of vanilla wafts through the room, a subtle glow at the corner of your eye from the candle over his dresser.

jiung really pushed through with his words, his hands gentle yet firm as he massages the muscles on your back, almost feeling yourself doze back to sleep as he quells each ache with his movements.

“feel better now baby?”

he notices you’ve finally woken up, leaning down to press a soft kiss over your shoulder before resuming his massages.

“you must’ve felt really spent, i’m sorry… i couldn’t help myself. i’ll try to hold myself back, next time.”

you reply with a low hum, closing your eyes to focus on relaxing under your touch.

yet knowing jiung and his persistent attitude—coupled with the first time he’s made you squirt, you’re certain he’s miserably going to fail in trying to stay true to his words.

…but is it really that bad if he’s making you feel good though?

— a/n: you've made it this far... thank you for reading my debut fic on tumblr! if you enjoyed, please consider reblogging and i would love to hear your thoughts as well!

[woojungz]

park seeun x fem!reader 🌼🪁

❝ one shot

𓂃𓈒 helping your best friend (to whom you have a miserable crush on) buy valentines gifts for someone else was probably the worst decision you've ever made. but that's what besties are for, right?

word count: 4.4k

author's note: typed out the initial plot on my notes app at 3am, got dizzy, then passed out. i thought when im gonna begin to fully write this out it's gonna be like a 1k word count kinda thing, but then boom… 4k. i really need to get used to writing longer fics, i find that i get very impatient and that i want to get it all done quickly! (⁠ꏿ⁠﹏⁠ꏿ⁠;⁠)

( likes and reblogs appreciated!♡ )

it’s monday again, your most dreaded day of the week. especially now in particular, thank god your classes were over, but the walk through the halls were a pain. not only were the valentine's day decorations already set up, but the student body was buzzing with all these talks about love, relationships, and couples.

you didn’t want to call yourself a hopeless romantic, but you couldn’t really toss away the sliver of thought that one day you’ll finally be able to understand all the fuss about valentines. so far, your advances when it comes to romantic matters weren't smoothly sailing. it’s just that… you’ve hit a rock when it comes to getting past the best friend level, as you call it.

and when you stop in front of his open locker door, you begin to recount the memories of your friendship and how all this one-sided romantic bullshit needs to come to an end once you graduate. thankfully though, you’re in your last year of high school, hoping to move to the far end of the city and forget about your silly crush.

you’re startled when he slams his locker door close, snapping you out of your thoughts. speak of the devil… you like to joke around that your neck might grow sore from the way you always have to look up at him.

“oh, y/n! perfect. i’ve actually been thinking about you earlier, wanna ask you about something.” his words melt into a chuckle as you nod in response. park seeun… the guy you have a silly little crush on. and of course you’re not gonna start having a session in your mind and ramble off about how dreamy and cool he is that you’ve developed feelings. enough of that corny nonsense. whatever it is, aside from the fondness you’ve developed with him being your best friend, you’re not really sure what’s drawn you in to want something more.

but hold on, what was he saying again? he’s been thinking of you earlier, and wants to ask you about something?

well… you were previously trashing on the cringiness of valentines and all but of course you can’t deny it—does he secretly have feelings for you and wants to ask you out on a date… for valentines?!

really, y/n. if those floating little angel and devil that hover on your shoulders do exist, they’d probably already smacked your head hard you’re gonna knock over.

let’s be real. it’s probably gonna be some dumb question that’s bound to piss you off.

“hm, what is it you wanna ask?” you reply, watching him sling his bag over his shoulder as you trailed beside him through the halls.

“i think it’s better if we talk about it somewhere by the bleachers.” his brow raises a bit, a grin tugging by his lips that you were so familiar with. he looks so charming right now, but you’re bringing those thoughts to the grave because for sure he’s never gonna let it go if you stroke his ego the slightest bit.

your lips parted at his response, raising your gaze back it him. “why at the bleachers though, can’t we just talk about it at some corner here?”

seeun begins looking around, seemingly in deep thought. “i wanna talk about it with you alone.”

oh. never in your life would you think that the same plot you’ve been witnessing in countless romance movies is finally gonna happen to you. there’s just no way he’s not gonna ask you on a date once you get to the bleachers by the football field. and add to that… he’s so serious right now you kinda miss the usual banter the two of you engage in everytime you’re together.

it’s just all clicking together too well… so you do your best in trying to suppress a squeal from your throat, ignoring the hammering beat of your heart in your chest. no way you’re gonna ruin the greatest moment that’s gonna happen in like what, five minutes? so you tune out the background noise as you wordlessly follow seeun to your destination, thinking of the perfect response to say when he asks you out on a date for valentines.

“oh… i don’t think i have any schedules past 3pm. i’d gladly go on a date with you!” well yeah dumbass… you guys have the same schedule that day so he knows what time you’re done. and what’s up with that last sentence, you sound too excited. that’ll totally not do...

“really seeun? i’ve been waiting…” gosh you sound like you’re utterly in love with him. well, if you don’t mind seeun making fun of how you’ve probably been crushing on him since forever, then go ahead. i’m just gonna leave a warning, you’re probably never gonna hear the end of it.

“you’re so sweet seeun, of course i’ll go with you.” the way you’ve managed to think of a worse response than the first two is honestly quite impressive.

argh… this kinda stuff is unexpectedly too hard, and you’ve got your stagnant love life to blame.

only when you hear the crackle of the grass beneath your shoes do you realize you finally reached the football field. seeun suddenly begins to run swiftly towards the bleachers as you follow suit. what do you expect from someone who self proclaims as your school’s messi.

you’re out of breath, laughing as you finally caught up to him. he doesn’t even look fazed from running, his hair a bit tousled by the wind. “so what is it then seeun… better make sure whatever it is you’re asking me is worth it. we had to walk all the way to the other side of the school building for this!” you tease, hoping to shake away the subtle nervousness inside you.

“alright then, i’m not gonna waste time anymore.” he stands closer to you now, hands in his pockets as you hold your breath.

“i need your help, i’m buying valentines gifts for someone else.”

oh.

and just like that, your fantasy was absolutely shattered.

“huh.” you snort, a frown immediately falling over your face. “why me…”

you look to the side, masking your disappointment with irritation. so he’s got a girlfriend now? how come you never saw him with someone else.

“well, wouldn’t you know what are the best gifts to get girls, since… you’re a girl yourself?”

you don’t know if your brows could get any more narrow than they already are. “park seeun logic i guess.”

“come on y/n! i never ask you for favors anyway.” he begs, hands together in a pleading pose.

“honestly i never expected you were the kinda guy to do all this romantic nonsense for valentines… thought your head was only full of bullshit.”

“what’d you say?!”

“full of bullshit. want me to spell it out for you?” you cock an eyebrow at him, but the way a giggle is starting to bubble up in his throat is suspicious. seeun suddenly holds out his arms, like he’s gonna tickle you once he gets his hands on you. “hey, hey—stop that or i’m not helping you out!”

your voice echoes throughout the field, starting a playful chase with seeun, running around in tiring circles over and over. you’re yelling as he catches up to you in no time, gripping onto your bag hung over your frame. you have his legs to blame, with the way every step of his is double the distance of yours.

and as you catch your breath, panting, you settled down on the grass with seeun claiming the spot beside you. you fish out your water bottle from your bag, along with a piece of paper and pen.

“don’t lose this alright.” you mumble, his attention towards you as he watches you scribble notes on the paper.

by a minute you hand it over to him, the tips of his fingers touching yours in the exchange, mentally slapping yourself from noticing the miniscule detail. got to move on from your silly crush right now, unfortunately.

he blinks at the inked words: flowers, chocolate, necklace, and… movie tickets

“i knew i could count on you! thanks by the way.”

“if it goes well for you then you have to order me chicken alright!” you were already starting to think of distancing yourself from him right after valentines, thinking it was the right move as he’s probably gonna spend most of his time with whoever his girlfriend is anyway. talk about a pity party while chowing down fried chicken.

“of course.”

you spare him a short glance at the reply before turning your head somewhere by the horizon. “i think i gotta go, the sun is gonna set in a moment.” standing up, you stuffed your water bottle back in your bag and dusted your clothes from the grass. you were about to walk away without a goodbye, but seeun was quick to catch your wrist.

“—wait, wait. one more thing.”

“what is it now.” you pulled your hand from his grip, preparing yourself for another one of his takes.

“can you accompany me tomorrow when i buy all this stuff?” he waves the now crumpled piece of paper, eliciting a huff from you.

“fine, whatever seeun. don’t need to act like i got a choice since you’re probably gonna drag me with you anyway!” you joke around with him, making the both of you laugh in unison. your eyes catch his one last time this afternoon, turning around to walk away from the field, his gaze never leaving your figure until you were just a blur in the distance.

it’s the day after you got indirectly rejected, yet you’re spending it with seeun.

“so, which flowers do you think are the best around here?” you watch as he points to a bunch of displayed bouquets on a shelf, awaiting your answer.

“i don’t know seeun… how about you ask the florist over there instead? they’re experts in this sort of thing.”

he looks back at you with his lips in a straight line, his hand sneaking around your wrist. “i wouldn’t be asking you to come with me here if i wouldn’t trust your opinion you know.”

to be fair, he has a bit of a point right now. you shake free from his grip, taking a step towards the shelf. “alright whatever, move aside and i’ll take a look.”

you inspect the rows on display, until a particular one catches your attention. seeun’s gaze never left you, and he swears he could almost see a spark within your eyes as you saw the bouquet.

“this one looks cute,” you pointed to your favorite one, seeun inching closer to you. “and the bouquet wrapping’s your favorite color too, isn’t it?”

you nod, eyes flickering to him. “yeah… but wait seeun, wouldn’t it be better if you buy one in their favorite color instead? feel like it’ll be a bit more personal—”

“nope, nope. i trust your choice so i’m getting that one.” he’s rushing over to the florist, huffing as you watch him make the purchase. he better not blame you if this backfires because of his stubborness!

you’re about to give him a rant about the whole scenario until you realize that he’d probably not listen to you since he’s so hardheaded, so you just remain silent. but as you’re walking with seeun on the way to the candy shop, you can’t help but notice everyone else looking at the both of you while passing by.

“what a sweet couple the two of you are!” you’re startled when an old lady suddenly blurts out as you walk by her on the sidewalk, shock riddled all over your face. you turn towards seeun, waiting for him to clarify that the two of you were indeed not a couple.

i mean, if you look at it from another perspective, some guy holding a bouquet of flowers along with a girl would definitely look like a couple. but seeun only laughs, leaving dead air in between every single one of you.

“oh, we’re just friends!” you chuckle, watching as seeun remains wordless, only releasing another laugh.

“what a shame, you look really good together,” the old lady adds, making you sheepishly smile at her.

seeun nods, initiating the two of you go on as he bids goodbye to the old lady. honestly, you were expecting him to quickly deny the allegation of being a couple, bracing yourself as he’d probably throw in a playful insult. something about how he’s never gonna be in a relationship with someone as crazy as you or whatever.

but it never came, and it made you even wonder why he was only laughing as the small talk ensued a while ago.

maybe he’s just busy thinking, right? you figured that must be the reason as he leads, approaching the candy shop nearby. yeah… he’s probably just thinking of all the sweets he might buy as you get there.

a little bell rings as you go through the door, eyes lighting up at the amount of candies and chocolates displayed all around.

seeun beckons you over to a display by the counter, wanting to choose from the selection of special chocolate bars the shop has prepared for valentines.

and he’s off again in his own little world, staring intently as you choose from the display. noticing the way you were beginning to pout subtly, even stepping closer to inspect the chocolates. “woah, this one has different flavors together. i’ll try this one soon once i get to come back some other time.”

seeun doesn’t wait a second to ask the cashier so he could purchase the one you were ogling on the display, teasingly waving the chocolate in front of you once he’s paid for it.

“hey park seeun! you know people have different tastes right, what if they don’t enjoy those flavors?” you strike a conversation as the two of you begin strolling by the sidewalk.

seeun scoffs, the bouquet and paper bags rustling with every step of his. “oh don’t worry about that, i’m sure they’ll like this. you know them very well anyway.”

“huh?! the hell does that even mean.” you send him a peeved look, trying to catch up to him as he starts speeding up his pace. “are you trying to say they’re in the same class as me?”

he continues to ignore you as he starts another playful chase by the street, not missing the grin tugging on his lips.

“hey! park seeun, stop being so cryptic. is that why you keep coming to our classroom?!”

your shouts faded into giggles as he turned a corner, suddenly knocking yourself on his back when you managed to catch up to him. “we’re already here by the way,”

at least you’re finally halfway done with this whole fiasco seeun invited you in. you can’t deny the growing sullen mood you’re feeling in your heart. there’s probably already a stormy cloud floating above your head and raining on you, except you’re not in some silly cartoon.

you begin to follow seeun inside the jewelry shop, the sparkle of displayed accessories were a blur as your mind kept running with countless thoughts.

all this time you were under the notion that seeun kept showing up at your classroom because he wants to hang out. you didn’t want to admit it, but the only conclusion that you could arrive on was that he’s probably just spending time with you because his girlfriend is in the same class as yours. you mentally facepalm yourself at how oblivious you’ve been all this time.

you snap out of it when he starts dangling a necklace in front of you, attention flickering towards the heart shaped pendant he laid over his palm. "this one's a bit cool isn't it? and it opens up so you could put a photo or something."

"hm, it's perfect if you wanna put a couple photo inside the locket!” you beam, meeting his gaze.

and he lets out a scoff, the same one he does whenever he's about to spew some nonsense.

"or... they could just put a photo of me! y'know, so they could look at it whenever they miss me or something."

he laughs at the way your expression fell, lips almost in a straight line as you glare it him. "i've honestly never met someone so full of themself like you."

"guess that probably means this ones the best choice out of all, gotcha!” you only scrunch your nose at him, feigning an eye twitch before he turns around to pay for the necklace.

you're honestly quite confused on how he could have you sinking into a sullen mood and have you reeling in irritation the next second.

park seeun you're such a mystery...

you were startled and greatly embarrassed when seeun’s voice blared throughout the hall of the cinema, earning a few sharp glares here and there. add to that… he was calling you by your name, walking towards him with your head hung low in shame.

“seeun! have some decorum, will you?” you kept your voice to a volume, landing a harsh slap on his arm. he hissed, rubbing the impact of your hit.

“yeah, yeah whatever. kinda your fault you’re standing too far away from me.” you acted as if you were gonna playfully smack him again, flailing his arms in front of him in defense. “i know you’re probably tired by now since we’ve been walking around since morning, but i’m sure you’ll love this one.”

he cheekily grins before pointing to the poster stuck on the wall, and seeun swears he’s seeing the same glint in your eyes again. “wasn’t this the movie you were spamming me about days ago?”

“yeah but—” you take a step forward before getting interrupted by seeun.

“great! then i’ll go ahead and buy tickets for this now, seems like a fun movie for a date, don’t you think?”

he’s quick to rush towards the counter, the squeak of his shoes fading away as you remain slumped in front of the movie poster. the same movie you’d always talk to him about, to the point of gushing over it, even. seeun knew how much you loved that movie series after begging him to watch it with you every time he’s over at your house.

when you found out about the news that it’s getting a new movie in theaters around this time of the month, you wasted no time in getting tickets for the two of you in advance, planning to invite him for a movie hang out right after valentines—having expected that seeun will share the same sentiments as you, that valentines was pure bullshit and that he’d rather spend a day with his best friend than all that lovey-dovey nonsense.

guess not anymore. as you follow him out of the cinema, you couldn’t care less about what he was babbling about, his voice a mere blur as you hear it. sinking into this miserable reverie of having to probably drop your fixation towards your favorite movie series, because now it just reminds you of him. how he inadvertently rejected you.

“are you okay y/n? you’ve been out of it ever since we started walking to the bus stop.”

curse seeun and his hyper aware self, always sensitive to your moods and such. making it even harder for you to move on, as you call it.

but he was met with silence, trudging along to your unusually faster pace tonight. he’s your best friend after all, so he pushes, even poking his finger repeatedly on your shoulder to get you to talk.

you’ve had enough of dealing with him today, wanting to hear the end of it. and so you dig your heel on the concrete, meeting his eyes with a glare as you raised your voice. “would you quit it!?”

thank god there was no one else around, only the chirp of the crickets and your heavy breathing. “alright, alright geez… it’s just, if you’re not feeling okay, then i don’t wanna leave you going home by yourself.”

he gently presses the back of his hand to your forehead, to which you harshly swatted away. the bus conveniently neared the two of you, immediately rushing to step into the vehicle once it came into a halt. seeun’s eyes never left your figure until you disappear in his sight, taking a seat on the opposite side of the bus that's further away from him.

and he watches the bus leave into the distance, unaware of the heartbreak you carried all the way home.

you were honestly surprised that no tears threatened to well up as you rode the bus home, until you slammed your bedroom door shut did it all come flooding in.

seeun and his stupid—his stupid attitude, stupid obliviousness, stupid… stupid everything!

you also blame yourself for choosing to spend the whole day with him, at this point it’s like you're begging your heart to get shattered to pieces. you bury yourself in the sheets to comfort yourself, seemingly making it worse as you recognize hints of seeun’s familiar cologne on your blanket, making you burst to tears even more.

you even start to wonder if you’d done any crimes your past life that led to all your current predicament: at the end of the day, he’s got this collection of gifts that you like, except… he’s not gonna give it to you. and knowing seeun, he’s probably gonna force you to come with him as well to help with his valentines surprise, and you have to plaster on a stiff, fake smile and pretend everything else is alright only your end.

and about those movie tickets… you’d probably just set a bonfire to throw it in and watch your hard earned money burn into ashes, pretending your heartbreak’s also fading away with it.

talk about brutal. you scoff, stuffing your face impossibly closer to your pillows, crying yourself to sleep.

you surprisingly felt numb when you woke up to the sun streaming through your blinds, immediately unlocking your phone to a dozen missed alarms and… calls.

you couldn’t even care less about missing class today. despite the way you cried your heart out last night, the wound still felt fresh as you read a bunch of notifications that came from seeun.

it was a bit difficult to read from your puffy, half-awake eyes, but you managed to see his messages asking why you’re late, begging you to come today. all because he’s apparently gonna give you the coupons to that fried chicken place he promised.

you groaned, rolling over to the other side of the bed, contemplating. fuck fried chicken honestly, if it means having seeun witness your horrible state right now, you’re out of there.

unfortunately, you always manage to amaze yourself at your audacity to go against your thoughts, letting your feelings lead your decisions instead of being rational.

thankfully seeun’s nowhere to be found as you attended the rest of your afternoon classes, hoping no one would notice the remnants of a breakdown from your eyes.

pft… and why would you even be looking for him anyway. starting today, you’d wanna avoid him as much as possible, so you’d successfully move on, right?

but as you clutched your bag tight, walking through the halls as class was dismissed, it just made you even more bitter seeing the couples around you be all over each other. you wonder why you even bothered to come in late when you'd wanna just skip today's classes because valentines irks you to the core.

you didn’t even care anymore as you pushed through the crowd of people, along with a blur of reds and pinks from the littered valentines decorations all around, almost making you wanna throw up from cringe.

but you yelp when you suddenly got yanked at a random corner of the hall, ready to kick your ‘kidnapper’ into oblivion until you look up, craning your neck far too much until you realize it’s seeun.

and you don't miss the sight of the bouquet of flowers and gifts he's holding behind him.

"really seeun? i'm not gonna be helping you with handing it to them. you're on your own now by the way. i know you can do it." you say, face completely deadpanned.

“wait—” he firmly grasps onto your bag once you turned in an attempt to leave. “if this is about the fried chicken, i don’t care anymore. just keep it, i’m going home.”

“y/n i think you’ve got it all wrong.”

he doesn’t let go of your bag, trying to free yourself from his hold, fuming.

“yeah, it’s so wrong trying to shove to my face that you finally got yourself your own love life! i know we banter all the time but i also have my limits.” he watches as you raise your voice at him, a hurt expression falling over your face, one that he doesn’t like.

"just because we're best friends doesn't mean you can ask me for help with this kinda stuff! because what if... what if i..." what if i actually have feelings for you? you choke on your words, preventing yourself from blurting out an unwanted confession.

seeun's hold on your bag turns weak, his eyes softening. "what if you what, y/n? you've been acting weird since yesterday and i'm honestly getting a bit worried. tell me what's wrong then, so i can help you feel better."

"it's not something you could help with." you turn your gaze at the lockers, anywhere but focusing him.

“y/n if you just listen to me for a second then we’ll—” he attempts to calm you down, until you interrupt.

“you just don’t get it because you’re a guy!”

he takes a deep breath before grabbing your shoulder with his free hand, shaking your frame with every word he lets go. “all these gifts are for you y/n. it’s my valentines surprise for you!”

you take a step back, mouth parted in confusion.

“is this some kind of sick joke?”

“god… do i even have to spell it out. i like you, more than friends… or best friends! l-i-k-e y-o-u. got that?”

he lets out all of his thoughts, desperate that you get the message, rendering you speechless.

"i'm not really that good with words but... i've had feelings for the longest. i hope these gifts could make you realize how i feel?"

“me too seeun, it's a bit embarrassing to admit that i like you as well... i just, got a bit confused since you were talking about it as if you’re giving it to some other person. i'm sorry about what happened yesterday.” you look away from him, focusing on the floor instead.

“you know i got you always, right y/n? besides, why’d i give it to someone else when i got gifts that are personally your favorites?”

he finally got his point across as you let out a huff, rolling your eyes as you let him stare down at you with that beady gaze of his, feeling his fingers ghost towards your neck as he laces a necklace around it.

“well, what can you say about it? did i do good in trying to find out what gifts you’re gonna like huh?” you roll your eyes once again, snatching the chocolate and bouquet of flowers from him. you wordlessly linked your arm with his, starting to wander through the halls, biting your lip to keep yourself from smiling. you swear he’s never gonna let it go if he sees you show the littlest bit of enthusiasm over his gift.

as you step outside the field of the school once again, you manage to break the silence, looking up at him. “oh. but i… i did buy us tickets for the movie as well. it was supposed to be a surprise.”

“you’re so bad at surprises y/n, you know that?” he flicks your forehead, earning a glare.

“coming from you?!”

“yeah, well… you seemed to be happy with it from the way you were avoiding my eyes once i handed—hey, hey— wait y/n i’m just kidding, don’t hit me with the bouquet! y/n! @#%@&”

[woojungz]

it's so cold these days im feeling in the mood to write a winter themed fic ~~~

[woojungz]

junghoon x KQ trainee!reader 🥤🎸

❝ one shot

𓂃𓈒 junghoon and his oblivious crush who doesn't notice just how much he's head over heels for them, even though he's trying so hard to make it known. featuring: hyunwoo as his wingman(⁠˘⁠･⁠_⁠･⁠˘⁠)

word count: 5.1k

author's note: um yeah i disappeared for a month(⁠･⁠o⁠･⁠;⁠) this fic is set throughout the course of your debut preparations as another group under KQ!

( likes and reblogs appreciated!♡ )

you were initially spooked when you entered KQ as an impressionable trainee, scouted for the next group the company is set to debut in a few months. you have to thank your seniors for the scare, receiving warnings about how you shouldn’t have chosen KQ or even hearing literal horror ghost stories about how the building is apparently haunted.

they’re all something to laugh off though, even if the company can get annoying sometimes, you’ve found it the least bit tolerable with the friends you’ve made, such as your own group members and also xikers members since the both of you were quite close in age. aside from that, they also do their part in guiding you and your fellow trainees with your future idol life.

you’re able to count with your fingers the number of months left until your group is about to debut, a bit busy with sessions around the company building day and night.

like… today in particular.

the door to the recording room creaks as you push it open, greeting your vocal teacher by the corner along with a few familiar KQ producers.

you’re actually surprised that one of your ateez seniors, hongjoong, is actually here. since they’re often on some schedule, you didn’t expect him to show up at all. as you enter the recording booth, you made it a point in your head to ask him later about how it feels like promoting overseas, as it’s one of your goals to travel the world as an idol as well.

a conversation ensues with everyone in the room as you get your headphones ready, standing before the microphone. it was a bit intimidating to see everyone so serious at the corner of your eye, but your vocal teacher giving you a thumbs up managed to calm your nerves a bit, with hongjoong flashing you a smile too.

recording your parts for the songs went by in a whir, honestly feeling like you kinda blacked out the whole time with so many eyes on you. can’t say that you’re not nervous… but you were excited at the same time. as you left the recording booth, it felt like a huge weight on your shoulders lifted off, until it felt like something really rested on your shoulder.

you turned around and met a set of piercing eyes, but you’re startled state easily fizzled down when you realized it was just junghoon, and a smile tugging on the side of his lips.

“i watched you record your lines back there, i always knew you were great at singing right… but wow i never knew you were that good.” you were surprised to see half of the xikers members were actually around to witness you record your vocals for your debut song.

talk about embarrassing… like you wanna just dig a hole and hide there forever. especially when you remember that you messed up some parts when you were trying to warm up.

“stop it! i didn’t know you guys were actually watching, then i should’ve tried my hardest to keep my voice from cracking like earlier…”

your trance was quickly interrupted when he started singing your lines jokingly, even trying to copy some of your mannerisms as you were in the recording booth a while ago.

you bantered with him, releasing a low huff as you threatened to hit his shoulder if he didn’t stop the sing-song he was doing.

“speaking as your senior, i’m telling you that’s quite normal actually. so don't worry about it. really y/n, i mean it. now you’re probably gonna be off to dance practice after this one, so i got you this drink for later.”

“you love calling yourself our company seniors when we’re not really that far in age!” you try to hit junghoon on the shoulder, missing when he swiftly dodges the light attack.

you playfully whine, and he only erupts into a little fit of a giggle. “think i don’t know you well enough that you always try to playfully hit me? you’re so predictable y/n…”

junghoon doesn’t receive a reply, but his eyes bore a deep gaze on your features. he almost fell into his habitual activity of admiring you during conversations, but he snaps out of it real quick when you snatch the bottle of a drink right out of his grip.

your attention flickers toward hyunwoo when he suddenly yells among the simultaneous chitchats happening within the recording room.

“alright everyone! i feel like i’m actually in a really good mood today. so if anyone’s up for some fried chicken, it’s gonna be my treat. just head out with me,” and with that, everyone’s in a shuffle to scurry out of the recording room, the abrupt shut of the door making you realize you’re left alone with junghoon.

“you’re not in the mood for some fried chicken too? guess we might be meant to be huh.” you offer your hand in front of him, junghoon reciprocating to shake it in return. he’s honestly quite impressed with himself that he managed to keep composure this whole time, holding your hand in his while you tell him the both of you are meant to be?

of course, he knows it in him that you just mean it in a friendly type of way, but he can’t handle the way his heart beats fast at your words. especially when he’s been pining over you ever since he met you, biting his tongue but failing to keep the smile creeping up on his lips. oh kim junghoon you are so down bad for this person…

and since he's made it this far without slipping up on his little crush, he's sure he can contain yourself from blushing from a mere hand-holding (or hand-shaking) moment.

he only laughs it off as he lets your hand go, racking up his mind for any possible reply. really junghoon, a whole moment you had to take there from that simple interaction.

“now where were we?”

from how busy and tired you were with trainee life, you can’t even decipher anymore which day of the week is it. you just know that you have to be there on the dot for dance practice that stretches all throughout until the sun sets.

your legs were aching as you sat around in a circle with some of your fellow members along with seeun and hyunwoo.

your dance teacher had dismissed you a bit earlier today, but your group members decided to stay for a while to play the mafia game, and eventually settle in with a round of truth or dare. you honestly can’t remember when exactly the two xikers members joined you all, but you didn’t really mind as both of your groups were close already as time went by.

a bottle spins in the middle of the floor—the empty bottle of the drink junghoon likes to give you all the time.

speaking of junghoon, where is he though… you thought he and hyunwoo were inseparable, guess not. you were used to getting almost daily drinks from him that you wouldn’t feel a day would be complete if he didn’t hand you one.

“earth to y/n?” seeun snaps his fingers right at you, and you laugh it off when you realize you were probably staring into nothingness.

the bottle points to you.

one of your group members was about to make you choose between truth or dare, not until seeun interrupts with his laugh echoing so loud within the dance practice room. “ooooh… you were thinking of junghoon weren’t you? you were staring so hard at the bottle.”

hyunwoo suddenly lands a slap on the back of seeun’s head, making him yelp. “i didn’t know you were that smart to figure that out dude… this will probably be the last time i’m gonna be telling this to you but you were kinda a genius for realizing that.”

seeun only rolls his eyes, while hyunwoo scoots a little bit away from him, snickering. “was that meant to be a compliment or an insult?”

hyunwoo just sticks his tongue out at seeun, turning his head back to you. “actually, junghoon’s supposed to come with me today but minjae asked him for help around the dorm or something.”

“i didn’t even ask but okay…” you deny, eyes flickering towards the wall instead because they were damn right you were thinking about junghoon. question is, isn’t it completely normal to be thinking about him at that moment? that bottle really does remind him of you with how often he buys it for you. who are you defending yourself from anyway… not like you were gonna acknowledge seeun’s teasing from a while ago anymore.

“blah blah blah, enough of that nonsense now, you’re dragging the game out. so y/n… truth or dare?” you have to thank your member for bringing the mood back after those two were bugging you with their rascal-like attitudes.

“truth.”

and suddenly your members were squealing into oblivion?! what happened to them being on your side… now you’re a bit nervous about what they’re gonna ask you. at least there’s no chance they’re going to make you do some insane dare.

"we've been dying to ask you… is there something going on between you and junghoon?" your group members bring up, making you mentally face-palm yourself.

"not you guys too!"

you're crossing your arms in front of you, chewing the inside of your cheek to think of some excuse to not talk about this. but why do you not wanna talk about this anyway… you're just friends with him, right? and since you don't wanna be called a party pooper, you just answer them so they'll finally shut up about junghoon.

"well… we're just friends." it's kinda funny watching their shoulders heave down like a balloon getting deflated.

hyunwoo chimes in again, letting out some noise of a 'tsk.' before shaking his head.

"it just doesn't make sense to me why he's so different around you. the first time the other guys met him, they were all saying he was so intimidating and quiet to have around." seeun nods in agreement, listening.

"intimidating? if i'm gonna have to choose among the xikers members, he's probably the most approachable from all of you."

"junghoon and 'approachable' in a single sentence?! well, i'm quite close with him so i know he's not completely that scary but… it's the first time i'm hearing a first impression like that about him." hyunwoo leans back, seemingly starting to drown in deep thought just because he couldn't fathom this other personality of junghoon that he only chooses to show you.

"whatever. you're dragging the game out again with all your questions. here, i'll go spin the bottle to see who's next."

and as you swing the bottle in the middle of your huddled figures, you find yourself in a reverie of how junghoon actually treated you these past few months. the first time you stepped into the KQ building, you didn't know how you managed to get lost. thankful that you accidentally bumped into junghoon in one of the halls, and he offers to take you on a tour around just to show you the way.

from then on, you'd always come up to him whenever you had questions as a trainee, continuing to warm the friendship between you two. never once did he greet you with his supposed intimidating aura that everyone keeps talking about, though you do feel it a bit in his gaze sometimes. so you wonder if he's trying to seem like a welcoming senior to all of you newbies to the company, or if there's something more… just as everyone's trying to suggest.

whatever it is, it's bound to give you a headache on top of the trainee schedules you have to keep track of lately.

by the time you spent practicing the choreography for your debut song, you weren’t sure if you were on the verge of getting sick of hearing it even before you got to debut. but you push those thoughts at the back of your head as you focus on trying to get this particular move right, except you appear to be struggling…

“y/n, don’t you think we should take a little break before we practice this next part of the song? it’s almost lunch anyway.” one of your members collapses on the ground, sighing in exhaustion. you do give them a nod, but still not letting up and trying to rehearse the moves in front of the practice room mirror.

“this is supposed to be my center part, i’m trying to perfect it today though…”

your member only huffs another sigh before rolling over to face the other side of the room. by a minute you were already back in your element, dancing right from the start of your song until you get to your center part and messing it up once more, groaning in annoyance.

the practice room door creaks open along with hyunwoo’s voice echoing that he’s apparently gonna treat everyone to some fried chicken again, earning the attention of your fellow group members as they soon rush out to get lunch.

but you really can’t afford to waste time right now, after your dance teacher left you a reminder that he has to see you master your moves already by the time he gets back this afternoon.

and what do you know… you’re completely left alone with junghoon again.

“junghoon! haven’t seen you around recently… you don’t wanna get chicken with the rest of the guys?” you turn to face him, shaking his head as he approaches you.

“already ate lunch, and besides, i really wanna see how your debut preparations are going,” he utters, handing you another bottle that you immediately chugged down. you didn’t realize you were that parched from practice.

“well, that’s good. i’m kinda missing you a bit lately.”

and as junghoon felt your hand brush over his as he gave you the drink, he finds himself in another epiphany at your words.

you? his crush… missing him?

as he starts to ponder deeper he’s almost convincing his thoughts that you might’ve been saying that because you miss receiving the drinks and not really spending time with him. but he’s so sure you said you missed him. it’s probably another one of the things you innocently mean, and just because of his little crush on you, he’s blowing things out of proportion. yeah… that seems to be the case.

“hey, junghoon, are you okay?” he blinks back into reality when he sees you waving a hand in front of his face. “you sure you had lunch? you just spaced out a second ago. anyway, as i was saying, i think i need a little bit of your help for this one move i’m trying to execute.”

he wasn’t able to reply when you lifted your phone screen up to him, showing him the part of the choreography you were practicing.

he’s praying there’s not a hint of a blush spreading on his cheeks right now when you get closer.

“me? well… yeah i dance but i’m more of a vocalist or—” really junghoon… y/n’s asking you right now and you throw yourself under the bus by saying that. he mentally claps for himself, sarcastically.

“what? you know i’m starting to think you haven’t eaten lunch yet with the way you’re acting right now. i know you’re a really great performer, i’ve seen most of your fancams! don’t lie to me,” you playfully jab him on his shoulder, you’re really gonna be the death of him if you keep up with your antics. at this point, he’s impressed he hasn’t slipped up on how he feels for you yet.

but… did he hear you right again? “you watch my fancams?!”

“well yeah silly… i joke around with you a lot but i’m honestly speaking when i say you’re one of the people i look up to.”

oh y/n… you really have no idea how you’d possibly make him melt at your words. he’s too dazed to express a little gratitude at your compliment, so he steers the situation.

“how about we start practicing that move together right now? gotta make it quick so you have some time to get lunch afterward you know.” and he watches you nod at him like a puppy, facing the mirror to get yourself ready. though you’re looking at his figure in the mirror so you can follow his moves, at least he could tolerate it since you’re not directly looking at him.... and possibly make him evaporate from the face of the earth with how his heart is beating fast from your gaze.

once he got over all of his internal fuss, your practice session was actually starting to go smoothly, your entire mood cheering up as you finally managed to get most of the moves right, thanks to junghoon. you don’t notice yourself starting to steal glances from him every now and then, giggling a little bit more than usual when he makes jokes as he teaches you some parts of the choreography.

the atmosphere was light for the most part, even having forgotten how you were starting to crave lunch a while ago.

it was a medley of chuckles within the room, until you break the fit, breathing in relief and turning your head towards his direction.

“last move i have to get perfect, it’s this spinning part of the choreography. i’m actually having a bit of trouble with this ‘cause it’s hard to keep balance.”

he watches you scratch your head before bringing your phone up to him again, dragging your finger to find the timestamp of that one move in the choreography video.

“i can’t seem to find which part it is, but… i’ll just show you. it kinda goes like this,” he’s already looking at you before you glance back at him one last time, staring at your figure to execute the spinning move of the choreography.

but you were caught off guard when you suddenly misstepped, your foot hitting the forgotten bottle on the floor and losing balance.

it went pitch black as you closed your eyes as a reflex, preparing yourself for the impact of the floor that never came. that was until you came to your senses, opening your eyes that were staring right at junghoon’s, and you were then reminded of why exactly people call him intimidating. but though his gaze had a fierce tinge to it, his brows were contorted into a look of worry for you. his arms were around you to catch your figure, hands secure right on your waist with a gentle hold. junghoon sharply inhales, and thankfully you broke away from his grasp, or else his heart wouldn’t be able to handle the situation further.

you scoot away from him with a little bit of distance, not forgetting to mutter a low thank you before fanning your face and looking in the opposite direction. you almost wanna curse yourself with the way blood is starting to rush at your cheeks, trying to hide your flushed expression. it’s one thing to mess up in front of junghoon, but it’s another for him to… to catch you like that. and is it really that serious for your heart to be beating like crazy right now? you can’t manage to keep it under control. there’s no way you’re going to continue practice after what just happened.

junghoon broke the deafening silence, his voice still a gentle one. “do you wanna go grab lunch now? maybe the hunger is making you a bit dizzy.”

“yeah… i think you’re right. i’ll go head out first,”

it was a whir as junghoon watched you hurry out of the practice room, head hung low and still worried about the recent scenario. he’s starting to debate with himself on whether he should be following you out the door, but his legs were already giving him an answer as he struggles to budge from his position.

normally you’d be groaning and screaming through your pillow from how busy you were with debut preparations, but you’re thankful you weren’t able to face junghoon because of your hectic schedule approaching your debut.

it’s been a week since the incident happened, and honestly, it felt like hell whenever you were left alone with your thoughts, so you drowned yourself with practice. it got to a point where your manager’s begging you to loosen up a little bit, so here you are at your dorms, huddled up within the sheets.

for starters… you’re absolutely sure junghoon isn’t mad at you or anything. he’s very understanding with you and always teases that he knows all of your antics already, likewise as you know him very well… you’re very close with him right? as friends. but calling whatever is between you two as friendship hurls an inexplicable stomp on your chest that you hate.

and it’s gotten worse when you look back on your actions that one time. yeah he might not be mad at you but there’s this certain thought that keeps provoking you. from the combination of the way you kinda stormed out that time and ignored him throughout the whole week, it might seem like you were mad at him. it’s not totally like you never see him anymore, you still sense his presence from your peripheral vision when you stumble upon him at the company. but you weren’t making any moves to approach him at all.

“so did you finally realize you have a crush on him?” one of your members asks, earning your attention as you attempt to kick the mattress on the top bunk.

you thought that would be the last of it as you didn’t respond at all, tired of hearing your members playfully complain about your behavior lately. some chatter about how all they were talking about was how you seem so out of it lately, always staring into oblivion.

they’re not dumb… they know it’s probably because of junghoon because it’s weird that they never see the both of you together anymore. maybe it’s because you’re suffering from a severe case of being deprived of the drink junghoon always gives you that your group members almost attempted to buy you one, just so you'd cheer up.

“whatever. i’ll just wait this out until it all passes and i forget about it.”

“trust me when i say that’s the worst thing that could come out between two people pining for each other.” pining. was that really it? the spark of hope within you was starting to rekindle at the thought of junghoon possibly reciprocating your feelings. it’s just the uncertainty that’s causing all this unnecessary dilemma.

“know what? i think you watch too many movies that it’s rotten your brain and makes you say all that nonsense! and besides… shouldn’t you be dozing off now? our debut showcase is literally tomorrow.” you reply back, switching your lamp off so the room is pitch black.

“blah blah you talk too much. just don’t come running back to me when you guys finally confess to each other or something.”

your member was met with silence as you’d thrown the covers on yourself. there’s no point engaging in this conversation leading to nowhere.

but it in fact does not pass and get forgotten like you intended it to.

from getting your makeup done, walking up to the stage and greeting the fans, your mind was torn in between focusing on your debut and the urge to clear out everything with junghoon once and for all. you’ve had the past week to think about everything and all it has led to was that you have to communicate what you feel towards him. you’re not about to act like a child and wait for him to approach you instead. enough of that passive aggressiveness.

you snap out of it straight away when your debut song starts playing, finding your body moving along muscle memory. and for a while you let yourself get washed away by the feeling of finally making one of your dreams come through, a smile tugging on your lips as you hear the fans cheer as you perform. but everything else makes its way to trace back at him.

junghoon—it’s undeniable that he was a big part of your journey from the first step you took as a trainee until you found yourself doing what you love on stage.

from the blinding lights of the venue, you were able to catch a familiar glint of someone’s eyes you were longing to meet lately. it was junghoon among the crowd, locking your gaze with him as he watched you near the end of your performance. your eyes flicker toward the banner he’s holding, decorated with your name, along with hyunwoo cheering beside him. despite the facemask he has on, you always knew it was him after all this time you’ve spent studying his features when you’re together. trying to search for something more as you drown in his gaze.

as the camera points to your figure, you don’t realize you're already smiling, holding up a pose to finish your ending fairy for the performance. it warmed your heart to see your fans appear for your debut, but it was so much more when the person you wanted to see the most showed up for support.

but as you returned backstage, it was inevitable for the air to turn a bit cold, just like how you left him hanging this past week. you knew that he deserved an apology.

he’s approaching you with a bouquet in hand, a card among the flowers which had ‘congratulations on your debut’ written on it.

with how pretty the colors of the flowers were, it was how gloomy you started a conversation with him.

“junghoon. um, about lately. i wanted… to talk to you about stuff.” you began, failing to meet his eyes.

he takes a step closer, hands in his pockets as he hides the way he’s fidgeting. “me too, y/n.”

“i’m sure you’re probably mad at me for ignoring you these past few days i—you probably have a lot of things you wanna let out on me, so i’m saying that i’m ready to hear all of it. get mad at me, it’s alright. i’m probably not making any sense, am i?” it’s the second time you’ve met his gaze in a while, staring back up at him with a slight frown.

junghoon doesn’t like seeing that expression on you, flashing you a smile instead, his eyes softening as he pats your head.

“no, no… y/n i’m not mad at you at all. honestly, i think i should be the one apologizing for last time. i shouldn’t have touched you like that so abruptly—”

you interject, backing up with a step. “it’s not that, well… yeah it kind of is but, that’s not the main point. let’s forget about whatever happened back there, i understand that i was about to fall over and you just caught me.”

he hums as a response, waiting for you to continue your string of words.

“i feel like i have to clear it out why i’ve been avoiding you lately, and i just wanna get this off my chest already. but it’s... it’s a bit difficult to tell this to you in person.”

junghoon’s giving you that encouraging look, making you break eye contact and burying your gaze within the bouquet instead.

“i’ve got something to tell you too, y/n. i do sense you’re a bit nervous—and that’s completely alright. how about we say what we want to tell each other at the same time… does that ease your nerves a bit?” you're a bit comforted talking to junghoon the way you came to know him, letting your shoulders relax around his aura like he always does.

and you flash a small smile back, meeting his eyes. “yeah… yeah. i’d like that. i mean, you always know how to make me feel at ease anyway.”

and you await his count of three, staring down at your shoes before closing your eyes in anticipation.

3…

2…

1...

“i like you!”

and it hasn’t taken you long before you realize that your chorus of voices meant that he reciprocates your words, feeling a buzz spread throughout your whole being as you check his expression for anything out of the ordinary.

but he’s just as shocked as you, holding each other’s breath like a deer caught in the headlights. you can’t help but feel your fingers fidget, alone somewhere backstage and only hearing the crumple of the bouquet wrapping and the shuffle of junghoon’s shoes.

“since when?” you broke the silence, and he shuffled his bangs in an attempt to distract you from the blush rushing to his cheeks.

“ever since i met you, y/n.”

you part your lips, surprised. “oh… i’m a bit embarrassed it took me so long to realize that i do have feelings for you too. junghoon, i’m… i really do like you and i wanted to spend more days with you in the future…” you struggle to find the words a bit, but junghoon nods as he patiently listens.

“you have no idea how much it makes me happy hearing that from you. it’s probably a bit weird hearing this from me, but really… i mean it sincerely.” he feels like the heavy weight finally lifted off from his shoulders, expecting his confession to feel like a mess of emotions, but he’s surprisingly calm.

“no, no! not weird at all. i’m relieved the junghoon i knew is back…”

“let me show you how much i like you?” junghoon asks, your heart racing when he cups your cheek with his hand, the other taking the bouquet from you so he can inch closer to your finger. the both of you close your eyes, awaiting the moment you’ve been yearning for forever, tilting your head a bit as he comes closer, almost pressing your lips against his not until—

“hey junghoon! so you were here all along huh, you suddenly ran off after the performance. i was gonna remind you that you owe me for all the fried chicken i had to buy lately! the price is no joke, i hope you know that and oh—oh. i think i’m interrupting something…”

the both of you immediately pulled away from each other upon hearing hyunwoo’s voice through the halls, earning him a fierce glare from junghoon. you huff in return… how dare hyunwoo interrupt your kiss?! really he’s gonna get it soon, narrowing your brows at him before he scurries at runs away as fast as he can.

“hyunwoo... when i catch you!”

author's note: the lag was insane when i pasted the whole fic into Tumblr...

[woojungz]

gamer bf yujun! 🎮🫧

❝ yujun x gn!reader

𓂃𓈒 something i thought of after watching yujun's daily_x vlog! word count: around 600(◜⁠‿⁠◝)♡ im also trying out the bullet list format in this one !

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a thing i didn’t expect from yujun is for him to be a league player like…😭 anyway, i wonder if he also plays other fps games like valorant or whatever. and the biggest question is which character does he main?!

he also mentioned playing terraria and other ps5 games with jinsik

let’s say this whole situation started when you guys have that one hangout together as a couple where the both of you just do your own thing. maybe yujun invited you to his room, you’re just chilling on his bed while he tells you he’s gonna play some pc games.

at first it was completely peaceful, save for a few typing sounds of his keyboard and mouse clicking. your soul almost left your body when the silence was shattered by his sudden scream, snapping your head towards the back of his chair.

and when you go and approach him, he just gives you that cute eye smile of his.

“y/n! i just got a double kill!”

he really just dramatically startled you for that. when he saw you sigh before leaving him alone, he asks you if you wanna try playing together.

“you’ll get it if you try playing this game i promise!”

and that’s how he ended up convincing you to buy your own pc. you also have him to thank for the mess of pc parts scattered all over the floor. yujun wanted it to be a cute couple activity so he asked if you could build your pc together. you agreed, trusting that he knows how all this stuff works.

well, he never actually said he knows how… so he sheepishly smiles at you and rubs his neck shyly. he should be thankful he’s cute or you would’ve tackled him already. oh, and it absolutely did not help that yujun is probably the clumsiest person you know.

when you finally feel like building the pc is in smooth sailing, some random part you need would go missing. just to find out that yujun accidentally sat on it. it was far more stressful than it should be, but yujun was trying his best to cheer you up and remind you of all the games you could play with him once you guys get the thing done.

finally you get the thing built in a day, almost thinking you’re never gonna finish it with him around.

the first time you played fps games with him was such an experience. he lives for the way you panic sometimes that you just freeze on your position and ask him for help, yujun standing behind you as he comes closer and moves your mouse and keyboard by himself. you feel like you’re probably ruining his gaming sessions because everytime you come along, he loses more than he wins matches.

but he doesn’t care about victories in his games rn!! what he really enjoys is the time he’d spent with you, and he tells you he loves gaming more than ever because you’re playing with him!

sometimes the other members would tag along too when you guys play

oh, after school gaming sessions at pc cafes are becoming a frequent thing in your relationship!

and it’s also really really cute to witness yujun being all giggly and excited when starting a game, but then halfway through he’d get serious, brows knitted together and all. such an intense expression on his face, but would startle you sometimes when he cheers after getting a kill or whatever

if you're into chill games, he'd also have fun playing it with you! whether it be stardew valley, animal crossing, or minecraft.

accidentally lets a creeper into your minecraft base

he'd offer to rebuild your base for you but you stop him when you see the huge gap between the taste you have for your minecraft builds. you guys just have contrasting aesthetics when you build your minecraft base.

like you'd be making a cute house on the side while yujun builds his own with diamond blocks.

anyway!! i’d give gamer bf yujun a 10 outta 10, the cutest :(

[woojungz]

their love languages! 💭🎀

❝ xikers x gn!reader

𓂃𓈒 finally wrote something for all 10 members(⁠；⁠^⁠ω⁠^)

word count: 1.5k

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✧𓂃𓈒MINJAE.

i'm a firm believer that minjae is so huge on words of affirmation. he's already written roadys long messages before, like i’m saying 'essay long' messages, thanking us for keeping up with them and having fun last tour. he loves pouring his all through heartfelt words he tells you at random times of the day, whether it be through text or if you're hanging out together. tells you he loves you everytime he can, the members even cringing whenever he does that in front of everyone else. they don't let him catch a break😭 the other way around, i think he also likes receiving words of affirmation. remember that one fancall where he asked a roady why they love him? as his s/o, let him know how well he's doing as a leader please. he also incredibly cherishes quality time with you because as the group leader, he doesn't get all the time in the world to be with you even if he wanna :(

✧𓂃𓈒JUNMIN.

i'm not sure if this counts as words of affirmation, but i'll just say it is. junmin really loves updating you throughout the day, like i'm saying tons of messages consisting of his selfies, food he's eaten, and places he's been too. dude is gonna blow up your phone at this point😭 but you don't really mind. even though you're not right there beside him, you feel like you are, because it's like he tells you updates of every single move he makes for the day. you literally have a collection of his photos he sent you, in your gallery. you're actually suprised it's a lot more than the pictures you've taken yourself?! he also really loves to do acts of service for you, he's actually one of the members that keeps their dorm mess free. so if there were times you're stressed or too occupied with work that you weren't able to pay attention to other things around you, junmin will do his best to help ease your workload!

✧𓂃𓈒SUMIN.

i like to think sumin is really into gift giving, and the things he gives you are really personal which makes it a lot more special. he really enjoys having you as his subject in his paintings of drawings, and would love to gift it to you once he's finished. also, you can't miss the sweet messages he leaves you behind the paper of the drawings! everyone knows sumin owns a lot of keychains right, literally his keychains weigh more than the bag it's attached to😭 he'd let you take anything from his collection, and would sometimes even buy you new ones! aside from that, even though we see him sometimes reject physical touch with the members, he'd initiate it himself with you. if you guys are living together, you'd maybe wanna marry him already because this guy knows how to maintain a home. this paragraph is gonna get longer if i explain, so i'll have it at just that.

✧𓂃𓈒JINSIK.

he's kinda on the same level of sumin when it comes to gift giving. our jinsik is an artist right? so he'd spent most of his time making drawings for you so you can turn it into your phone wallpaper! or even does short animations for you, like that stuff takes such a long time and jinsik would just spend his whole day making it for you. sometimes you'd catch him drawing something, but he suddenly hides it from you because he says he wants it to be a surprise!! also this guy is a real enjoyer of quality time too. whenever his family would be going somewhere, he'd want you to tag along with them. it makes him so happy to see all his favorite people in one place together :(

✧𓂃𓈒HYUNWOO.

i don't know if this is kinda unexpected but if you look closely, hyunwoo really likes physical touch. this boy always needs to hug you everytime you meet. and those times where you thought he was making kissy faces to you as a joke so you never reciprocate it, yeah... he was being fr that he wants a kiss. you just realize it when he suddenly sulks beside you as if there was a random rain cloud that manifested on top of his head, that suddenly his mood got sad. but once you do kiss him then he's already back to happy! also, he really likes to backhug you. at first he might be kind of cautious with physical touch if the other members could see, because he's often the center of their teasing. but as time went on, he actually didn't care anymore, he's gonna hug you whenever he wanna!!

✧𓂃𓈒JUNGHOON.

our hoonie really loves quality time with you! everytime he's free from schedule, all he really wants to do is spend the time to explore food spots with you (he really enjoys eating). he'd drag you along to places you've never been to before so you guys could try the randomest food ever. oftentimes he doesn't really show much expression right, so you also love it when you get to eat with him because he gets very extra while eating. especially when the food is good, you'll get to witness a bunch of reactions from him! just like hyunwoo, he's suprisingly into physical touch with you. no one of the members expected that at all! he'd like to have his hand somewhere on you, just making sure that there's no one else around to see this side of him. it's like he doesn't even expect himself to act like that, it's just because he's so in love with you he unconsciously wants to touch you all the time😭

✧𓂃𓈒SEEUN.

he's just some guy that has a lot of love to give😔 i like to think he enjoys giving all the love languages to his s/o, he's really sweet overall as a boyfriend. he would wanna devote himself to you. he's really heavily leaning on physical touch though, like randomly kisses you in moments you don't expect (i mean, this dude kisses his members randomly and even kisses the camera itself when it's on him😭). he can't sit still without having his hand on you all the time. also this guy doesn't like being locked up in their dorms whenever they don't have any schedules, so he's quickly ringing your phone up to ask you to spend time with him, hence another quality time enjoyer.

✧𓂃𓈒YUJUN.

physical touch on top when it comes to him!! sometimes the members have expressed that yujun gets so touchy, and he gives the best hugs. such a cute cuddler you know. everywhere you guys are spotted together, yujun always has a hand around your shoulder, waist, or his favorite: entangled with your hand too. if he's standing near you, he's not gonna let a gap between you too happen, your shoulders need to be touching😭 sometimes how question if he can even exist without being beside you all the time. goodluck dealing with him because it seems like yujun has a never ending amount of energy. also!! quality time with him in the form of playing video games together.

✧𓂃𓈒HUNTER.

he actually said it himself when another roady asked him!! hunter really enjoys quality time. even before then, this guy really loves to travel to different countries. he tells you he'd love to take you there some time, doesn't really care if he's been there for the hundredth time, as long as he sees the smile on your face that you're happy to spend time with him. even locally, he enjoys hanging out at parks and aquariums so expect a lot of your dates to be at those places. another is that hunter loves to give you gifts. it's not just ordinary gifts, he loves to give you ones that he could always see you using. mostly it'll be clothes or accessories, and it makes him really happy to see you show up for dates wearing his gifts :(

✧𓂃𓈒YECHAN.

he's kinda new to this relationship thing, very awkward at first. a stark contrast to how you met him, he's really extroverted right. it's honestly kinda cute to see him try his hardest in doing all the couple things he thought he has to do, so let him know that he can breath sometimes and just be himself!! he tries to ask for relationship advice from his hyungs, sometimes it backfires on him because he accidentally understands it a different way. so then he resorted to asking his older sisters instead. he may struggle a bit with words (in the relationship), even though he's normally so talkative. so he likes to express his love through actions. he remembers your favorite things, would love to buy you gifts even though there's no really occasion. and mostly tries to help you any way he could!! please notice how hard he tries to show acts of service!

[woojungz]

how xikers would confess to you! 🍃💐

❝ xikers x gn!reader

𓂃𓈒 this is part 1. members included: minjae, junmin, sumin, jinsik, hyunwoo. i will make a part 2 soon with the rest of the other members (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆

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✧𓂃𓈒MINJAE.

you met him through your dance troupe from school. he was a year older than you, and everyone else admired him for his dependable and leader-like qualities. everyone loves him to the point that your cute puppy love towards him goes unnoticed. it's just normal for people to love minjae that much at your school.

but then suddenly during practice everyone was sad, it's because minjae's gonna be graduating soon. it's never gonna be the same without him in the troupe. you started to brush off your feelings for him, and planned to give him a small little goodbye just like everyone else. until he asked you to stay after class because he wanted to show you something.

and inside your heart was beating really fast, cuz why the hell would your crush ask you to stay after everyone has left. you were starting to think he was mad at you (for absolutely no reason?!) until he told you he wants to show you some dance he made.

at first it was just him dancing while you cheered him on (he told you it was some new choreography he practiced last weekend). you were caught off guard when he suddenly grabs your hand and makes you dance with him! you got shy at first, but as time passed by, you were having fun with minjae, freestyling moves and whatnot.

once you guys got tired, the both of you just sat down on some corner to drink water and refresh. the silence was broken by minjae, asking you if you wanted to go to han river with him to hang out for awhile. you knew he loved it there, one of his favorite hangout spots with junmin (a really close friend of his). so when he invited you to go, it was probably the hundredth time your heart beat really fast for the day…

he brings you to han river after buying a few snacks, then resting at a lone bench beside some tree. it was really quiet, except for the cool breeze and the distant sound of other people around the area. you were caught out of your daze when minjae suddenly took your hand in his. of course you looked at him, wide-eyed.

"minjae…?"

"you know how much this place means a lot to me right?" minjae asks you, and you nod in return.

"i think it's the best place for me to tell you how special you are to me. i'm not gonna beat around the bush anymore, i really like you, y/n."

you were almost speechless, but thankfully you managed to atleast nod at him. embarrassingly stuttering out words, telling him you reciprocate his feelings, and that you really really like him too.

let's just say han river became your usual hanging out spot once you guys became a couple♡

✧𓂃𓈒JUNMIN.

your dog was one peculiar creature, the moment you step foot outside, the little cutie wouldn't stop sniffing every single thing around him. when you finally managed to bring your dog to the park, you sigh in relief. surely he would wanna explore now since you guys were in an open space. but no, apparently some random bush was far more interesting than whatever else was at the park.

until you were suprised when a brown fluffy poodle approached your pup. it was collared, your sight following its leash until you lock eyes with a guy in a cozy sweater.

"kong!! don't go running into random dogs out of nowhere!"

you assumed kong was the name of the friendly dog that approached yours.

"no don't worry! it's completely alright, i think my dog could use a few friends anyway, everytime i walk him, he doesn't even move an inch and keeps smelling things!"

"well, looks like the both of them are getting along. oh, junmin's the name by the way!"

he introduces himself, and soon you follow, beginning a small talk between each other as your dogs mingled along. the conversation must've been so good that junmin didn't realize his grip on the leash loosened, and kong suddenly bolts, your dog following suit.

"kong!!!!"

the both of you didn't expect to be caught in a chase real quick, and even if those dogs were quite small, they're still pretty damn fast. after a few minutes of running around the park, your pets grew tired, finally. so that's how you find yourself beside junmin sitting on the unoccupied swings, your dog sleeping soundly on your lap.

that meeting was the first of many as you continued hanging out with junmin everytime you walk your dog at the park. leading to meet ups where you guys bought pet treats, cute clothes for your dogs, and even left them at a doggy daycare for the rest of the day so you guys can hang out alone with each other.

another day passes, the sky clear. as usual, you were with junmin again, but he looked like he was in deep thought. so you asked him if something was bothering him, staring at the way he takes a deep breath before staring right at your eyes. some otherworldly force must've been helping him, suddenly no one else was around this area of the park. he cheers for himself inside, he can do it. a perfect moment as your two dogs are busy playing with each other at a corner.

"y/n, we've been hanging out with each other for quite some time now. i really got to know you well these past months, and i really enjoy spending time with you."

junmin starts, avoiding your gaze. he can't see it, but you smile at him. "me too junmin, i really enjoy your company."

"well, i don't wanna dwell on it much anymore. so i'm just gonna say it. y/n, you mean a lot to me, and… and i like you alot—"

you were about to take a step closer to him until kong parks his butt right at junmin's feet, and suddenly starts pissing all over him, a loud screech resounding throughout the park.

"kong!!!!!"

✧𓂃𓈒SUMIN.

you wanted a change of pace for now, so you decided it would be nice to take tours of the different art galleries in your city. all was going well, when after a few trips to different galleries… you started to notice this one dude with a very striking fashion sense. as the coincidences of you guys visiting the same galleries at the same time continue, you really can't help but notice him. i mean, who wouldn't turn their head towards someone wearing a bunch of layered clothing with different patterns and textures—but somehow still make it work.

one day, you finally knew what to call him. sumin, he says, officially became your unofficial tour buddy as you continue to plan a lot more trips for next time. that's how you find out what a surprisingly chill guy he is, a huge contrast to how he dresses. sumin had mentioned his daily life consisted of making art, paintings, lounging around parks, and of course, visiting art galleries.

"it's honestly kinda boring though." sumin stares off at a distance as he stirs some of the hot chocolate he had ordered at this cafe you chose to rest at for awhile, after a long session of looking at paintings and whatnot.

"boring?! i'd kill to have a life like that. i only go to art galleries as some kind of escape from my hectic schedules,"

you continue to rant as sumin listens carefully. this was the cycle for about a long time, enough for sumin to know almost every single thing about you now. so does his feelings for you grow by time. he only ever comes around to check out pretty paintings, but instead he's found someone like you, the prettiest he's ever met. just as how unpredictable he was, you weren't expecting him to tell you his feelings anytime soon.

starting the day as usual, you guys meet up at another art gallery that just opened, somewhere beyond the city you reside in. you were quite excited about this one, having seen how popular it got on the internet that you just have to really see it for yourself. as you walk around the gallery, stopping by each painting to tell a bunch of stuff you've read about it to sumin, you can't miss the way he intensely looks at you, his eyes tracing your own up until he's scanned your whole face. honestly it was kind of odd, but you brushed it off. he must've been trying to focus, seeing the way he scribbles on to the paper really hard.

"it's really interesting right?" you ask, totally oblivious to whatever sumin was doing.

"yeah, totally."

an hour passes and you reach the exit of the gallery, but sumin still seems to be busy with his damn paper…

"dude… i literally stopped talking like fifteen minutes ago, what could you possibly be taking notes of. like i get that the paintings were interesting, but were they really that interesting for you to keep writing until—"

sumin finally hands you the piece of paper. you flip it over, your eyes widening before looking back up at him.

"you did this?!" he only replies with a hum, flashing you that cute smile of his.

you couldn't help but feel your heart warm at the sight, all this time he was sketching a beautiful portrait of you. it doesn't look polished, the strokes were the kind of messy that worked together. despite the lack of color, the ink of his pen was enough to convey the way he sees you through his eyes. suddenly your gaze flickers towards the bottom of the page, a little scribble of handwriting made by sumin

i like you, y/n <3

✧𓂃𓈒JINSIK.

finals were nearing, spending most of your days at the cafe near your university. even before, you loved to hang out here, to the point that the baristas already recognize you as a regular. it's just that these days, you were needing coffee more than usual, or else you won't survive by the end of the semester.

so when you order the 'usual' this afternoon, you weren't expecting such a different flavor to meet your tongue, fighting not to spit it out and make a scene. internally you were asking yourself what went wrong, approaching your barista friends to ask them if they accidentally gave you the wrong order. but your name was on the cup, so that couldn't be the case, right?

instead, you found out that a newly hired barista made your order. 'jinsik' he introduces himself, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck as he looks down at the floor. and boy did you really forget about the bad drink the moment you laid your eyes on him.

thank god you were able to blink yourself free from the stare you held on him, he's quite literally the most charming barista you've ever seen around here. once he finds out he messed up your order, he apologizes cutely… almost bows to the floor but you stop him.

ever since then, he makes it a point to leave messages on your cup. he's so sweet really, he found out that you were hanging out here for longer because you're studying for your finals. leaves cute messages that cheers you on for the rest of your study time :(

eventually he finally mixes your drinks really well. you often stay during weekends, sometimes staying until the cafe closes, this is usually the time where no one really orders or comes in. jinsik takes it as a chance to leave the counter and sit around with you while you study (mostly just him distracting you because how could you not devote your full attention to someone like him?!)

by the day of your finals, you make one last stop by the cafe to get a drink for the morning.

"hey, y/n! d-day right? there's this drink i've been seeing around everywhere, i heard it's mixed with ingredients that are good for focus. want me to make it for you?"

you curiously agree, taking the cup from him once he's had it done. taking a sip from the drink, your eyes widen because it's a flavor you recognize, something you've brought up with him before, and he remembered it :(

but you wonder how the hell he made it taste so good, taking a peek at the sticker on the cup that showed the drink add-ons. strangely there was none, turning the cup around until you see his message scribbled with a marker.

i like you y/n♡ let's hang out after your exams, yeah? early celebration bc i know you'll ace it!

you can't help but feel your cheeks heat up at his words, he wasn't even saying it directly to you, but your heart feels like it's gonna jump out of your chest. you immediately look for him, spotting him behind the counter, already looking at you fondly with a smile on his face :(

✧𓂃𓈒HYUNWOO.

it was the most awaited night of all time, your school's prom night. everything was perfect, from your outfit, and your friends that are coming with you. but as the event dragged on, your friends wanted to go on their own ways and spend time with their dates. personally you didn't mind, they'd already brought it up before, and you were completely fine with it.

as you sit by the snacks and drinks, you begin to wonder if you should've taken the time to ask your long-time crush to be your date for prom night. hyunwoo, his name was, the main vocalist of your school band that was quite popular with the students. to you he was just the coolest, especially when he sings everytime they perform. but because of that, you assumed that there must be other people that were already hitting on him too. he probably already has a date, someone much better than you, even.

you silently sulk at the corner, busying yourself with the cup of fruit punch you grabbed awhile ago. that was until someone announced through the microphone for everyone to gather by the stage. hyunwoo's band was performing, of course you rushed towards the crowd that also came to watch. right, not only was he gonna be busy with his date for tonight, they were also preparing to perform. must've been why you weren't able to see him around the moment you step foot in here.

and they begin, the band playing their original song. well, it was the perfect song for couples, everyone linking up with their dates to slow dance with each other, making you feel out of place. you left your spot at the middle. forget about watching hyunwoo sing at the stage. you disappear at the back of the crowd, hand still holding the cup of punch from awhile ago. the ice had already melted, you didn't even bother to drink it, probably tasted bad already. just like how you felt watching everyone dance with their partners, you would be lying if you said you weren't jealous at all.

though you decided to distract yourself for awhile, you can't help but think about hyunwoo while you were alone. i mean, his voice is literally the only thing you can hear from the speakers right now. every single line he sings, you can't help but look back on your memories with him. he was one of your close friends, sometimes you guys spend afternoons alone, by the bleachers or maybe helping him with some songwriting and practice. minutes pass by, the band was done, but hyunwoo's voice suddenly saying your name through the microphone caught your attention.

"this song is actually dedicated to someone who's very close to me. y/n, if you're listening, i want you to know that i really really like you."

the crowd suddenly cheers, the band taking their time to leave the stage. at the back, the stage lights were blinding to you. you can't really see hyunwoo. not until you hear a shout of your name, turning to meet his eyes.

"y/n. you're here! i was looking for you everywhere, i wasn't able to see you among the crowd." he begins, panting a bit as he ran from the stage towards where you are.

you weren't able to stop him from suddenly dragging you outside, right at the garden of the venue. it was only the two of you here, sounds of the crickets were doing a little bit to ease your nervousness.

"um, i really enjoyed your performance awhile ago." you began, staring up at his eyes.

"of course, i practiced really hard… for you."

hyunwoo takes your hand in his, fingers tangling with each other. "hyunwoo, i really like you too. a lot."

he blushed at the statement, the both of you avoiding each other's gaze. there was a moment of silence that fell upon the both of you, but your linked hands weren't budging at all. until you hear the faint start of a song from the venue, still quite loud even though you were at the garden.

"want to dance with me y/n? i wasn't able to be with you awhile ago." you weren't able to say no, facing him as he rests a gentle hand on you waist, looking straight into your eyes as the both of you begin a slow rhythm of dancing to the song. it was the best ending you could ever ask for, officially sealing the endless pining the both of you endured, the perfect night made under the dozens of stars and the cozy moonlight.

[woojungz]

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— how xikers members would confess to you (part 1)

— xikers members love languages

— gamer bf!yujun

— junghoon x KQ trainee!reader

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