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⤷ REQUESTS OPEN!

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- (If your fandom isn’t on the list, you can still freely request, i watched a lot of kdramas and will try to write the character the best i can! :P)

—> Fandoms i do:

⋆｡° Weak hero

⋆｡° Bad and crazy

⋆｡° Study group

⋆｡° Twinkling watermelon

⋆｡° Squid game

❈༓࿐ • what i do? : i do basically everything, fluff, angst, etc.

❈༓࿐ • what i dont do? : basically smut,rape, forced sex, child/teenager x adult

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⤷ WEAK HERO 2 GEUM SEONGJE X FEM!READER, NA BAEKJIN’S OLDER SISTER.

‧₊˚♡༉ Noona.

—> possible grammar mistakes (sorry Eng isn’t my 1st language!!)

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❈༓࿐ • part 1/?

❈༓࿐ • warnings: none, have fun! 😛 (its a bit short)

❈༓࿐ • a/n: omg i missed you all sm, i’ll try to post more, i’ll do some requests cause im starving you guys 🫩

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You were beakjin’s older sister, you worked along with him in that fuckass union. With not really good connections with those assholes, you still managed to somehow put up with one boy.

Geum seongje. He was two years younger but a total maniac. Cigarette addict, glasses,sharp look and short temper. Great combo huh?

You two weren’t exactly a duo. You just liked eachother the most from all these idiots in that shithole. But still wasn’t that close.

Sometimes you shared cigarettes on the roof, cans of beer behind the bowling alley, or patched eachother after one of you ended up swollen after a fight.

One day, nothing went right. Your day went shitty, couldn’t focus on anything, at school, at the union, while ordering minions for new steals or fights. Nothing. You snapped at everyone, had the shortest temper.

And Seongje noticed it—of course he did. He wasn’t blind.

He had watched from the sidelines as you snapped at everyone, your patience worn thin for reasons he didn’t know. And now here you were, alone on the rooftop like some tragic protagonist in a drama.

He lingered by the door for a moment before pushing off and making his way towards you. Wordlessly, he dropped down next to you with all the grace of someone who did not care about personal space—shoulder pressed to yours in silent solidarity... while still looking stubbornly ahead at nothing in particular.

After an extended pause that felt both comfortable and loaded with unspoken tension, Seongje finally broke it:

"Alright," he started flatly (like this wasn't weird), "who do I have to beat up?"

You slowly turned youre head to the side, your eyes staring into his side profile.

“Huh?..” you hummed, confused at his sudden suggestion.

Seongje didn’t look at you—just kept staring straight ahead, jaw tight.

"You heard me," he muttered, tone gruff but not unkind. "Who pissed you off today? Give me a name."

A pause. Then—

"I’ll make it look like an accident." He said it so casually, so matter-of-factly… as if that was a completely normal offer to make. Which, to him, it was.

You watched him, it wasn’t exactly a disbelief, just slight confusion but still you founded a hint of comfort from his words. A heavy silence stretched between you two.

Seongje could practically feel your gaze on him, assessing him silently. He still refused to look at you though, just sat there stoically—the very picture of patience wrapped in an aura of barely contained violence.

He waited a beat before finally, finally, turning his head to meet your eyes. It was... an oddly intense moment, even if no words were being said. Just two sets of eyes locked silently in a charged exchange…

...Then he arched an eyebrow, breaking the moment.

"Well?"

“If I’ll say it’s you.. would you punch yourself?..” your voice spoke up quietly, already having a wanted answer in mind.

Seongje stared at you incredulously. Did he hear you right? Was he being blamed for your bad mood now? He scowled in disbelief, eyes narrowing slightly.

"Tsk, ha.." he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes for emphasis. "Yeah,funny, noona.. just answer the question.”

He sounded almost annoyed now, the casualness in his demeanor shifting into something more defensive.

“But would you?..” the words came out smoothly, voice quiet. Your tired eyes still continued to stare at him as your hand slowly started to curl into a light fist.

Seongje huffed, growing more irritated by the second. The way you were looking at him… it pissed him off. He scowled harder, clenching his jaw.

"Of course I wouldn't." He almost spat the words out, almost offended that you would even suggest it. "Don't ask stupid questions."

You nodded with a hint of disappointment and looked back ahead,resting your head back against the wall in silence that started to stretch even more.

Seongje felt his irritation start to subside as soon as you looked away. But even so, his gaze lingered on you, watching the rise and fall of your chest as you leaned back against the wall.

He really couldn't tell if you have been messing with him or not. With you, it was always a toss up.

He fidgeted with the sleeve of his hoodie, suddenly feeling warm all over again.

"You're weird," he muttered under his breath. "Anyone ever tell you that?"

“Not my first time hearing that.” You muttered, gaze focused on whatever is ahead of both of you.

You still didn’t quite catch why is he here. Giving you company while feeling like shit, thats not really “seongje” like.. or maybe its just something he doesn’t show a lot.

Seongje huffed slightly, a small smirk tugging at his lips despite himself.

"Oh, I'm sure it’s not," he quipped sarcastically.

His gaze was still fixed on your form.

"But I am probably the most blunt about it," he murmured. "Most people are too scared to be honest with you."

You stayed quiet and Seongje didn’t wait for a reply—because frankly, he knew he was right.

He leaned his head back against the same wall, shoulders still pressed to yours in that stubbornly casual way of his. The silence stretched between them again, but it wasn’t uncomfortable anymore—just… quiet.

After a while, he sighed through his nose and muttered:

"...You gonna tell me what's actually wrong? Or are we just gonna sit here all night pretending you don't wanna talk about it?"

“I dont know i woke up and already felt like shit.” You sighed and murmured back, rubbing back of your neck then dropping your hand back on your lap.

Seongje grunted, nodding in acknowledgement. He knew that feeling all too well—waking up and already feeling like the day was gonna suck.

"Sucks, huh?" he said empathetically. "One of those days where you just wanna punch a wall?"

You chuckled slightly at his comment, the sound slightly bitter but not without humor.

"Yeah," you agreed quietly. "Pretty much."

He could tell there was more to it than that, though.

Seongje let the quiet linger between them for a while, just existing in the shared space—no demands, no pushing.

Then, without looking at you, he pulled something from his pocket and held it out towards you.

A cigarette—his last one.

"Here," he muttered gruffly. "If you're gonna be miserable anyway... might as well get a smoke out of it."

You slowly looked over and your gaze dropped down to his hand —last cigarette huh?..

“Thanks..” you muttered and accepted it. while bringing it to your lips Seongje takes out a lighter and lights it up for you.

After a few drags you took the cigarette out and offered it to him. “Want some?”

He huffed and nodded. “You’re asking? Youre dumber than i thought..” he exhales and takes a drag.

The evening goes on, quietly but nobody complained.

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you haven’t posted in 2 weeks😞😞 we miss youuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!!

Omg hai twins im sorry school is KILLING MEE. But at least its my senior year so heck yeahhh!!! I’ll try to post something this week im sorry for neglecting you all ☹️ LOVE YOU MWAHHH

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HII! I really love your work! Could you maybe like write how whc boys would react to them having depression? TYSM!

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⤷ WEAK HERO 1&2 BOYS X FEM!READER HAVING DEPRESSION!!

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❈༓࿐ • includes: PURE FLUFF. Geum seongje, Na baekjin, ahn suho, yeon sieun, park humin (baku), go hyuntak (gotak), Kang wooyoung.

❈༓࿐ • warnings: might be hard to people who are struggling with it, and i get all of you, if you can reach out for someone you trust,they will help. I love all of you stay safe ❤️‍🩹

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‧₊˚♡༉ Geum Seongje.

He doesn’t say anything at first.

Not because he doesn’t care — but because he’s watching. Studying. That’s who he is.

The way your shoulders slump when you think no one’s looking. The empty stare during lunch. The quiet apologies when you forget something simple. You’re not you, and he knows it.

One day, after school, you find him leaning against the wall outside your classroom. Headphones around his neck. Usual expression — unreadable.

“You done pretending?”

You blink. “What?”

He looks at you, really looks. Not with pity. Not with judgment. Just… clarity. Like he already knows everything you’re about to say and he’s just waiting for you to catch up.

“You haven’t smiled in three weeks. You flinch when people ask if you’re okay. And you’re exhausted — like you’ve been fighting something way heavier than school.”

You try to laugh it off. Say you’re just tired.

He tilts his head slightly. Still watching.

“Cut the crap.”

There’s no venom in his voice — just brutal honesty. The kind that feels more like concern than criticism. He lets the silence sit there for a moment. Then he exhales, pushing his hands into his pockets.

“I don’t know what’s going on in your head. I’m not gonna pretend I do. But I’ve been in bad places before. And I know what it looks like when someone starts slipping.”

You stay quiet.

He kicks the wall lightly with the back of his heel, like he’s trying to figure out how far he can push without breaking you.

“I’m not here to fix you. I’m not here to tell you it’s gonna be okay. But I am here.”

A pause.

“You don’t have to go through this alone. I don’t care if you’re silent for hours. I’ll still sit next to you. I don’t need you to be ‘normal’ or fake happy. I just need you to not give up on yourself.”

He pulls out one of his earbuds and holds it out to you.

“Come on. Let’s walk. You don’t have to talk. Just… don’t disappear.”

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‧₊˚♡༉ Na baekjin.

“You ignoring me now?”

That’s how he starts. No warning. No soft lead-up. He corners you behind the school building during break. Classic Baekjin move — not subtle, not gentle. His eyes are sharp, almost angry.

“You’ve been ghosting everybody like we’re nothing to you.”

You open your mouth, try to explain — but it’s hard to find the words. He sees it. The hesitation. The cracks.

“…Tch.” He scoffs, but there’s a flicker of something else in his expression now. Something that looks dangerously close to concern.

“You’re not even gonna lie properly? You really are out of it.”

He takes a step closer. Drops the cocky attitude just a notch.

“You think I don’t notice? You, dragging yourself around like you’re sleepwalking through hell? The way you talk less. Show up less. Like you’re not even here when you are.”

He’s getting frustrated — not at you, but at the situation. At himself, maybe, for not seeing it sooner.

“You think I don’t care, is that it?”

You try to say it’s not about him. That you’re just… tired. Worn out.

He grabs your wrist, not hard, just enough to keep you from walking away.

“Then tell me what the hell’s going on, because watching you fall apart like this is driving me insane.”

His voice cracks for a second. Not loud — just rough. Honest.

“I’m not good at this emotional crap, okay? I yell too much, I act like I’ve got it all figured out when I don’t. But you — you matter to me.”

He lets go. Runs a hand through his hair, clearly agitated.

“You think I care if you’re not fun to be around right now? Or if you’re not ‘okay’? Screw that. I’d rather sit in silence with you than have you vanish.”

Another pause. A breath.

“…Just don’t shut me out. If you need to fall apart, fine. I’ll deal with it. But don’t act like you’re alone.”

He looks at you, eyes a little softer now.

“You’re not.”

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‧₊˚♡༉ ahn suho.

It’s quiet when he speaks.

Not cornering. Not dramatic. Just… gentle.

“You okay?”

The words are soft, but they stop you mid-step. You glance over, and Suho’s leaning against the stairwell railing, arms crossed loosely, looking at you like he already knows the answer.

You try to smile — automatic, hollow. “Yeah. Just tired.”

He watches you for a second, then pushes off the railing and walks toward you.

“‘Tired’ doesn’t look like that.”

You blink. “Like what?”

“Like you’ve been trying not to exist.”

It hits harder than you expect. Not because it’s cruel — but because it’s true. He says it in a way that doesn’t feel like judgment. More like concern that’s been quietly building for weeks.

He sighs, glancing around the empty hallway.

“You don’t have to explain anything. I just want you to know I see it. I see you. Even if you think you’re doing a good job hiding it.”

You look down, suddenly unsure what to do with your hands. Part of you wants to keep pretending. The other part is exhausted.

Suho steps a little closer, keeping his voice steady.

“When things got bad for me, I didn’t tell anyone either. Thought I’d just drag everyone down. Thought it’d pass if I ignored it long enough.”

You glance up, surprised.

He nods. “Didn’t pass. Got worse.”

There’s no drama in his tone — no guilt trip, no big emotional monologue. Just honesty.

“I don’t expect you to spill everything right now. But I’m not going anywhere, okay? You don’t have to go through this alone. Not with me around.”

He pauses, then pulls a small carton of banana milk out of his bag and holds it out without a word — a peace offering, maybe. Or just his way of saying I care without pushing too hard.

You take it, quietly.

He smiles — soft and tired, but real.

“Let’s just sit somewhere for a bit. You don’t have to talk. Just be there.”

And he does exactly that.

No pressure. No fixing. Just sitting beside you — as long as it takes.

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‧₊˚♡༉ Yeon sieun.

“Your behavior has changed.”

That’s the first thing he says.

No small talk. No warning. Just that, as he sits across from you after school, his hands calmly folded over the table. His expression unreadable. Focused, like you’re a puzzle he’s halfway through solving.

You blink. “What?”

“You’re withdrawing. Poor appetite. Lack of focus. Mood instability. Avoidance.”

He lists the symptoms like he’s reading a case study.

You look away, uncomfortable. “I’m just tired.”

He doesn’t let it slide.

“No. You’re not.”

There’s no edge in his voice. No judgment. Just certainty — the kind that makes you feel like he’s already dissected every lie you were going to tell.

“You think you’re hiding it, but you’re not. Not from me.”

He pauses.

“I don’t say this because I want a response. I say it because it matters.”

You finally meet his eyes, and that’s when you realize — he’s not cold. He’s worried. In the only way someone like him knows how to be.

“If you’re in pain, you need support. That’s not weakness. That’s basic logic. You don’t win a fight by letting yourself bleed out quietly.”

His fingers tap once against the table, thoughtful.

“I know you don’t want to be seen like this. I know you think it’s easier if no one notices. But pretending you’re fine doesn’t solve the problem. It just makes it worse.”

A long silence.

Then, softer — quieter than you expect:

“…I’m not good at emotional comfort. I don’t have the right words. But I’m still here.”

He shifts his gaze away, almost awkwardly. Then he pulls something out of his bag — a small energy bar, the kind you always used to keep for him. He sets it on the table without a word.

“I’ll walk with you today. You don’t have to talk.”

He stands, not waiting for your answer. Just trusting that you’ll follow — that maybe, even if you’re not okay, you won’t have to be alone in it.

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‧₊˚♡༉ Park humin (baku)

“Hey.”

You look up to find Humin standing in front of you, holding two cans of your favorite drink. He offers one to you without saying much. You hesitate, but take it.

He sits next to you, not saying anything for a second.

Then, in a softer voice than usual:

“You’ve been disappearing.”

You smile faintly, trying to brush it off. “I’ve just been busy.”

He tilts his head, clearly not convinced.

“Busy with what? Zoning out? Skipping meals? Pretending you’re okay when you’re clearly not?”

That surprises you — not because he’s being harsh, but because it’s coming from him. Sweet, goofy Humin. Except right now, there’s no smile. Just quiet concern.

He sighs and leans back, letting the silence settle between you.

“I know I joke around a lot. I’m not always the guy people come to for deep stuff. But that doesn’t mean I don’t notice when someone I care about is hurting.”

You feel your chest tighten.

He glances over at you, expression softening.

“I’m not gonna tell you to ‘cheer up’ or ‘be strong’ or whatever people usually say. That’s not real. And I know this thing you’re dealing with… it’s heavy.”

He takes a breath, fiddling with the tab on his can.

“But I want you to know something.”

He turns to face you fully now, voice steady.

“You don’t have to carry it alone. Okay? Even if you don’t want to talk — even if you feel like crap or like nothing matters — I’m still gonna be here. I’ll wait. I’ll listen. I’ll sit next to you in silence if that’s all you need.”

You look at him, and for the first time in a while, you feel like someone actually sees you.

He smiles a little, this time for real.

“You matter to me, you know? You’re not a burden. You’re not ‘too much.’ You’re just… someone who’s hurting. And that’s okay.”

He bumps your shoulder gently.

“So… let me stick around, yeah? Let me be your dumb, reliable friend who brings snacks and doesn’t let you disappear.”

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‧₊˚♡༉ Go hyuntak (gotak)

He slams your classroom door open.

Not gently.

Not quietly.

“Alright. That’s it.”

You flinch a little as he marches up to your desk, dragging a chair around and flipping it backwards before dropping into it — arms crossed over the backrest like he owns the space.

“You gonna tell me what the hell is going on, or do I have to keep watching you turn into a damn ghost?”

You blink at him, thrown off by the directness.

“I’m fine, Hyuntak. Just—tired.”

He scoffs. Loud. Disbelieving.

“Don’t pull that ‘just tired’ crap on me. You look like you haven’t slept in weeks. You barely eat. You don’t laugh anymore. You’ve been disappearing, and don’t pretend I didn’t notice.”

He leans in, eyes narrowed but not angry — more like worried, even if he doesn’t know how to show it gently.

“You think I’m stupid? You think I haven’t seen this before?”

You stay quiet. He exhales hard through his nose, rubbing the back of his neck like he’s trying to calm himself down.

“I know what it looks like when someone’s barely holding it together. I’ve been there.”

That part he says more quietly. Like it wasn’t supposed to come out.

He doesn’t explain further — doesn’t need to. His eyes are doing all the talking now. There’s pain in them. Frustration. Fear.

“I should’ve said something sooner. I kept thinking, ‘Maybe you just need space. Maybe you’ll snap out of it.’ But that was bullshit. I was scared to push too hard and make it worse.”

Another pause. He looks at you, really looks at you.

“I don’t care if you’re sad. I don’t care if you’re broken. I don’t need you to fake anything with me. But don’t lie to my face and say you’re okay when you’re clearly not.”

His voice softens just a bit — only for you.

“I’ve got your back. Whether you’re laughing, crying, or don’t want to say a damn word. I’ll still show up.”

He reaches into his jacket pocket and tosses a small bag of chips on your desk — your favorite. Shrugs like it’s no big deal.

“You don’t have to talk now. Or ever. But just know this — I’m not going anywhere. And I’ll fight whatever’s hurting you if I have to. Even if it’s in your own head.”

He leans back, tossing his head with a grin that’s a little too forced to be real.

“And don’t think you’re getting out of hanging out with me just ‘cause you feel like crap. I’m annoying as hell — I’ll keep showing up until you remember how to curse me out again.”

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‧₊˚♡༉ Kang wooyoung.

He doesn’t ask right away.

He watches.

The way your replies get shorter. The way you flinch at kindness. How you stare at the floor when everyone else is looking ahead.

He doesn’t say anything — not until he finds you alone on the rooftop, staring out over the railing like you’re trying to escape the noise of the world.

He steps beside you silently. You don’t even hear him at first.

“Don’t ignore me.”

His voice is quiet, flat. But there’s something in it — a tension, like he’s holding back more than he’s saying.

You blink, startled. “What?”

“I said don’t ignore me.”

You try to play it off. Laugh a little. “I’m not ignoring you. I’ve just… got stuff going on.”

“You’re lying.”

His gaze doesn’t leave you. Calm. Unforgiving. But not cruel.

“You’re not just ‘busy.’ You’re slipping. And pretending it’s fine doesn’t change anything.”

You freeze.

His words aren’t emotional. Not loud. But they cut. Clean and precise, like a scalpel.

He finally breaks eye contact, looking out at the skyline.

“I don’t like watching people destroy themselves quietly.”

You don’t say anything.

He continues, still calm.

“You’re hurting. I don’t need to know why. But don’t shut me out like you’re the only one who’s ever felt like this.”

That surprises you.

You glance over, and for a brief second, you see it — the faintest crack in his mask. Something raw. Maybe even regret.

He doesn’t elaborate. He just breathes out slowly and adds:

“If you fall apart, I’ll still be here. I won’t walk away.”

Then, like it’s nothing, he reaches into his pocket and hands you something — a small pack of heat pads. The kind you’d mentioned liking once, months ago. A detail he never should’ve remembered.

You stare at it.

“It’s getting colder,” he says simply. “I thought you might need it.”

Then, almost an afterthought:

“…Let me stay. You don’t have to say anything. Just don’t disappear.”

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Hey! I just read the Kang Wooyoung headcanon you wrote and I loved it 😭💖 Can you pls do one for Pi Hanwool too? 🙏 And it would be perfect if it contained some nsfw (if you want of course) 🫣😽

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⤷ STUDY GROUP PI HANWOOL HEADCANON’S !!

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❈༓࿐ • includes: Fem!reader. Reader x phi hanwool

❈༓࿐ • A/N: my first study group post kinda nervous guys 🥹✌️anyways i hope you like it, and OH MY DAYS HOW I LOVE HANWOOLLL. Btw study group fandom is starving on tumblr, i gotta help us with that gng request anything. I found out smut is not my thing sorry 💔

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SFW :D !!

‧₊˚♡༉ He stalks you. A LOT. Not always in a toxic way, he just likes to know where you are,and with who. He likes when things goes his way, especially those connected with YOU. When youre out with your friends he often texts you something like

“is it safe there?” “Should i pick up you earlier?” “You should take a turn the next alley, that first one could be dangerous.” “The app glitched, where are you?”

Oh yeah i forgot to mention. App, tracking one. Its easy to find you when youre drunk after a party, or picking you up on time without saying anything about it before. You dont mind it, cause he uses it only for a purpose.

‧₊˚♡༉ his jokes? Um.. some of them are awesome you can laugh a lot especially those connected with stolen kisses when you two are cuddling.

But, those jokes are rare, the main ones are.. well, nice. Heh.. one time when you two were watching a action movie with a horrifying scene about dropping salt on a guys wounds he watched it normally and “joked” to you “feels like im seeing my father.” With that nonchalant stupid smirk that is barely seen. You? Jaw dropped. Overall his jokes are mainly dark and so fucking random it makes you wonder is he actually alive.

‧₊˚♡༉ likes to steal your food. Often when you eat cookies,noodles or just anything next to him he usually steals a bite. He could be nonchalantly on his phone when he lifts his hand up and steals a piece, or leans closer for you to feed him. He likes it, always saying “your just taste better.”

But when you’ll steal his food, he looks silently at you like You murder his entire family.

‧₊˚♡༉ he loves having you around without any purpose but will never admit it. He knows your loyal and that fantasises him the most. He trust you, thats rare for him since he barely trust anyone. He loves hearing your hums or watching your stupid habits. Your his peace, a place where he can shut his brain down and just be. He’s thankful for you even tho he is who is he is.

‧₊˚♡༉ he loves late night drives with you, he often take you out for a one but you two made a routine that EVERY Friday is your guys night. He drives to your house to pick you up then you two are just driving around the city and at the stand staying at a grass hill with the view for the whole city. He showed you that place, he admitted that he was the only one that knew about it, and now he calls it “our place.”. Sweet huh?

‧₊˚♡༉ he wears your hair tie on his wrist. When you suggested that he look up at you with QUIET terror. But when you asked again he answered immediately. “Do you have it today?” His calm and blank question made your eyes lit up, you nodded and put it on for him, since then he has never taken it off. Well only once when he needed to replace it with another one when his previous one got soaked in blood while he was beating up some guys, when he was telling you about it his expression was still blank but his eyes stared down at his wrist, not daring to look up. He really looked like he was feeling dumb, but you decided not to point that out. You gave him another one and till this day he was taking care of it like a 1m+ dollars watch. Or something even more expensive, its hard to tell since hes a rich guy.

‧₊˚♡༉ spoils you with everything, food,drinks,clothes,money,plushies and etc. He loves doing that, the sparkles in your eyes when you saw a cute plushie or a nice shirt, he took it silently and bought it for you. You always felt sumb because of the amount of money he’s spending on you, but he always shrugged it off with a slight smile. “But you want it, then why would i not buy it?” He always says. TOTAL princesses treatment, give him loyalty,understanding and patience and he’s yours. Carry your bag? Sure. carry you over? As you please. Massage your thighs, he’ll insist. Hes not all sappy and clingy. He just wants to pay you back because of the fact you accepted him and his life. Hes usually cold, sometimes a bit distant but believe me, he loves you, and will treat you with respect.

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[bidkvilw]

Hiii, I just wanted to ask a question, when you do whc character things I was wondering why you don’t include gotak in it???? If you don’t want to write for him no pressure or anything, I was just wondering 🫶🫶🫶

HAII, its not like i dont like gotak, i like him a lot but i’m still confused how should i write him, but i saw some requests about whc headcanon’s and i think i’m gonna finally try to write about him 😚❤️‍🩹

[bidkvilw]

Hey I really love your headcanons, I would like to read about something like second male character Seongje. Like the kdrama cliché. Fem reader likes someone else and seongje loves her and he is very open about his feelings. Not possessive or toxic. Just a teenage boy and his trauma of never being the one choosen and loving. And I would appreciate that if it ends with reader just gives him a forehead kiss and it makes him all soft. I wanna know how seongje would feel if he was down bad for someone who isnt really loves him.

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⤷ WEAK HERO 2 GEUM SEONGJE X FEM!READER.

★⌒*ﾟWHY HIM?

—> possible grammar mistakes (sorry Eng isn’t my 1st language!!)

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❈༓࿐ • author’s note: ITS SO LONG AND this took WAYYY TOO LONGG TOO OMG I THINK LIKE 3 HOURS but anyways here’s your request sweetie and i hope you enjoy it!! I hope this is the type of fanfic that you wanted 😚

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Oooh. my. days. How you always liked kyungjun from class 2-3. Ever since you joined gangkak high, you had your head over heels for him. Not love, but BIG crush. The one that made your ears blush in bloody red when he walked pass you in the hallway, or how your heart skipped a beat everytime you saw him.

He wasn’t a good friend to you, but sometimes you and your two other girl friends would hangout along with kyungjun and his other friend. You always tried not to look at him with those lovey dover eyes.

But his eyes never looked at you the same way. But i know whos eyes did. Geum Seongje’s.

That dude was madly in love with you, and the fact that he was so open with them was even crazier. You know he likes you, but that doesn’t mean you gonna throw away your dreams for kyungjun immediately away.

But his reputation and the public view on his personality pushed you away even more. Total asshole who beats people for fun? Is in some schools gang union? Total no.

But Despite his feelings for you, he never really asked you out properly, his guts would never let him.

He had his own way.

Flashback:

**”You know that internet cafe nearby school?” He asks looking ahead while lazily following you in the hallway, he always liked to walk you to your classes. Even tho that annoyed you as fuck.

“I do.” You answered shortly not giving him any signs of interest.

He adjusted his glasses higher up his nose. “Cool.. you go there sometimes?” He knew you didn’t, he remembers your entire schedule And even the classes after school.

“not really.” You answered shortly again, picking up your pace but he lazily matched it up.

“You should try sometimes..” he muttered with lazy tone, finishing it with a calm exhale at the end.

When you arrived at the classroom, he continued walking but with slower pace.

“try to focus today, you have algebra repetition.” He adds cause he know you have issues with math,and you just sighed and walked inside.**

He knew you wouldn’t go there, but everytime he was playing in his usual seat, he sometimes looked over at the main door, with a little hope that you will walk in through them one day.

༶•┈┈୨ ✧*̥˚ ᵎᵎ ୧┈┈•༶

Today at lunchtime, you and your two friends were talking about going out to the new food place that opened in your city, while all 3 of you were getting excited, kyungjun’s friend — Namgyu overheard the conversation.

“The new burger burger place?” He joined into the conversation.

All three of you looked over and one of your friends nodded “yeah, we’re planning to go there,today”

Namgyu made a little “oooo..” then grinned mind if me and kyungjun joined?” He tilted his head and everybody looked over to kyungjun who was currently munching on lunch.

Your heart? Already beating so fast like it’s running a marathon. Another hangout with kyungjun? Yoir day got even better.

Namgyu nudged kyungjun legs with his foot.

Then kyungjun slowly looked up and raised an eyebrow. “What?..” he said while swallowing.

“They’re planning on going to the new food place, you in?” Namgyu said with enthusiasm and kyungjun slowly nodded.

“Sure.” Everyone slightly cheered and one of your friends nudged you in your side while you tried so hard not to gigfle from excitement.

Meanwhile seongje, two tables away heard the whole conversation, his grip on his phone slightly tightened, but then he decided to go for a smoke. His jaw tense as he walks out of the cafeteria.

You continue to talked in the little group about the hangout and you noticed Seongje leaving the cafeteria. Your eyes followed him for a while then quickly, kyungjun took your attention.

“Wait guys, can i take a friend with me?” He asks while digging his fork into his food.

A friend?

“I mean sure,why not, which friend?” You asked, with a slight smile.

“Cool.” He said then takes out his phone.

“Yo, you’re taking junhee? Awesome.” Namgyu patted kyungjun’s back and laughed.

Junhee? Its probably a boy then, it made your mood even betyer cause everyone will have their pair, if you’ll succeed, maybe you’ll stay with kyungjun alone for a while, who knows?

The chat goes along and everyone continues to eat their food.

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When you finished your last class you were walking out of the school and of course Seongje must appear.

“Hey..” he muttered playing with his lighter.

You nodded at him, and continued walking, he matched your pace.

“I Heard you’re going out to the new food place.” He broke the silence again, his fidgeting on the lighter never stopped.

You nodded again. “Yeah, i do.”

He hummed and shoved the lighter to the pocket of his sports jacket.

“Sounds nice.” He sighs. “Kyungjun is coming right? You’re happy?”

You blinked and clears your throat. “What? Why should i?” You said trying to sound steady, meanwhile youre panicking that he knows about your crush.

If HE knows it, then what if kyungjun knows?..

“Come on, its obvious you have a crush on him.” He scoffed a little coldly.

“What?-..” you stopped and looked at him. “No i dont.” You swear you could hear slight hurt in his voice.

“You do. You have the annoying look in your eyes.” He stops few steps in front of you, his lazy gaze staring at you.

“You’re insane, what look?” You scoffed.

“I dont fucking know,your eyes.. they get all shiny and shit.” He explains as he looks around.

Shiny?..

“What?” You raised an eyebrow, but he only buried his hand in his pockets, and started walking again.

“You look at him all that lovey dovey, its easy to catch up.” He sighs, but you froze in place, thinking about kyungjun and the way you always looked at him.

Then seongje turns around to you. “You coming? You’ll be late for your bus.”

You shake out from thoughts and looked up and sighs, just to mumble under your breath.

“Tsk,Yeah i know..” you started walking and your grip tightened on your backpack strap.

Seongje walked you to the school gate and then you two split in your own ways to home.

But when you sat down in your bus seat you swear you saw someone with a similar jacket walking away and disappearing behind the wall..

You didn’t knew but seongje made sure you arrived to the bus safely.

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before the hangout you were in your bathroom, making final touches to your make up and hair.

You didn’t put much effort for your outfit, since it was winter, and your coat would cover everything.

When it was time to leave, you quickly grabbed your phone and headed out.

༶•┈┈୨ ✧*̥˚ ᵎᵎ ୧┈┈•༶

In front of the burger place, you already saw your girl friends and namgyu waiting. you didn’t saw kyungjun and that new friend, you assumed they were late.

You walked up to them and smiled. “Hai,guys.” Smile shining on your face while your friends greeted you back.

Before you could speak up namgyu already laughed and called over to someone.

“Here’s out lovebirds!”

Huh?.. love birds?

you looked over and saw namgyu waving energetically to kyungjun and.. junhee.

A girl. It wasn’t a guy it was a fucking girl. With kyungjun arm around her shoulders keeping her warm in this cold weather.

Your heart dropped. What the fuck? He was supposed to bring a friend not a fucking girl who’s clinging to his side with that stupid smile.

And the worst part was that it wasn’t even his fault. He never said it was a guy, and he wasn’t even yours either.

You watched in pain as they walks up and greets everyone, junhee was introducing herself and saying its nice to meet you all.

Yeah.. nice..

Your heart actually broke into pieces and your girl friends gave you a worried look, but you forced a smile and cleared your throat.

“S-so how about we go inside,huh?” You said feigning enthusiasm.

Everyone nodded and you all walked in.

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The whole time you were forced to watch kyungjun and junhee sit close, eat together and sometimes even making lil talks on their own, whole the group talked all together.

You had few situations when it was hard to hold back tears, but you managed to blink them away and nobody noticed.

But your girls knew that you weren’t feeling well now, they will definitely call you in the evening to help you out.

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After you all left the place you all stopped in front of it and namgyu proposed to go out for some boba before coming back home.

But when you thought of spending another hours watching kyungjun with that girl was twisting your heart hard.

“I’ll pass.” You said quietly, girl shooting you a worried glare immediately.

“Why?” Kyungjun asked, your eyes jumped on him.

You came up with an excuse. “Those burgers made my stomach hurt, I’ll probably go to bed..”

Boys and junhee nodded and said some last words before heading out, while your friends stayed to pat your shoulder and giving you a reassuring smile, before they followed the rest.

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After they disappeared behind the building your heart shattered even more, sun was slowly setting while snow was slightly falling on your hair. You turned to go back home while holding back tears.

Fuck it was so hard to not to cry right now.

But when you saw a nice empty alley. You couldn’t help but go there and fucking burts into quiet tears.

Why the fuck it hurt so much?

When you were lost in your tears you slowly heard some footsteps coming at your way, when you looked up with soaked eyes you saw him.

Fuckass Geum Seongje.

“You gonna cry here the whole night and freeze to death?..” he muttered with his gloved hands in his pockets.

You scoffed and wiped your tears away “youre spying on me now?..”

“Spying? I was just walking by and heard some kid crying, but then i saw you. I think i still wasn’t mistaken.” He slowly smirked after he teased and you just continued to wipe your tears while standing up.

“Great..”

You started walking away.

“Girlfriend huh?” He muttered taking out a cigarette.

You stopped in tracks.

“Excuse me?”

“He has a girlfriend. I didn’t know either.” He lights the cigarette up.

You turned around.

“Whats your problem dude? Your eyebrows furrows.

“Me?” He turns around. “Well he broke broke your heart and you’re crying over him like an asshole.”

You gritted your teeth. “Listen if you want to tease me, not fucking now i swear i cant stand you right now.” you hissed with your eyes hardening each breath.

He scoffed coldly, taking his cigarette out of him mouth. “You act Like you dont oush me away every time i talk to you..”

You froze..

“And?”

“And? He scoffed even harsher. “And that youre fucking stupid. You’re running after a dude whos clearly not interested in you while i cant help but watch and do nothing.”

“Fuck you,” You spitted out, “fuck you,seongje, you’re only saying that cause i turned you down.”

He steps closer, his eyes staring in your soul. “Why, Y/N?.. why the fuck him not me? Why not fucking me?”

You actually didn’t know how to answer that. “Because-..”

“Because what? of my reputation? Because i’m hard to deal with? Cause im broken?”

He grits his teeth, you could sense the hurt in his eyes. “You’ve never even gave me a chance,Y/N…”

Your mouth went shut, a little of guilt creeping up to your stomach. “Seongje-“

“Am i that fucking broken?.. that you can’t wven give me one chance?” He muttered as he drops the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it afterwards.

You stared into each other in silence. When the air grew colder your hands started trembling slightly. Seongje looked over at them and sighed, he takes off his gloves and took your hand to shove them into your palm. He let go and looked around avoiding eye contact.

“Keep them, youre shaking like an idiot.” He muttered then gritted his teeth.

He started walking away, slow but heavy steps. “I wonder if you would choose me if kyungjun didn’t existed..”

After few steps he stop and faces his back to you.

“You wouldn’t either? right?..” he muttered, it sounded a bit shaky.

You bit your lip from the guilt growing bigger.

Then he walked away, disappearing form the sight.

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Two later later you kept thinking about seongje. He wasn’t following you to your classes anymore, didn’t watched you go to the bus.

It felt like he just.. give up.

But you had his gloves. Black basic ones with cigarette brand written on the wrist part.

The more you thought about him the more you felt guilty and dumb after not even giving seongje a chance. Chance to maybe show that he is just a human.

So you decided to meet him. In the only place you were sure he will be at this hour.

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you slowly entered the internet cafe. After greeting the worker you saw him.

Sitting alone playing at the PC desk. Clearly focused on the screen, you gripped his gloves harder and started moving forward.

You stopped in front of him.

“Hey..” you softly spoke up, he slowly looked up, his harsh gaze slightly softening.

You gave him a little smile and hand him his gloves.

“Thanks a lot.. they kept my hands warm..”

He slowly took them then looked back at the screen. He shifted in his chair.

You awkwardly shoved your hands into your back pockets.

“Soo.. you play league of legends?..” you asked, trying to catch up a conversation.

He nodded slowly.

You hummed, i like that game, but i never had good teammates to play with.” You started, then shifted your gaze to him.

“Maybe you want to play sometimes?.. together?..” you proposed,trying to easy the tension. But his movements with the mouse stopped. Then he leaned back in his chair.

“If you have time..” he muttered.

You smiled softly “can i watch you play?” After a few seconds he nodded and you flopped on the chair next to him.

The time went on and you spend 1,5 watching him play and slowly starting to talk more and more.

He was nice when you actually gave him a chance. He seemed more.. sweet than he is in the union or at school.

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Then you two left the cafe. His hands were jammed into his pockets and yours were slightly swinging.

“Do you want to do this again?” He spoke up.

You blinked

“I mean, the game and stuff. You want to hangout again?..” he mumbled to you with soft eyes.

You slowly smiled and nodded. “Sure..”

He nodded.

“See ya..

He started walking away.

“Seongje?” You stopped him, and he obeyed.

“Yeah?..” he turned around and you stepped closer.

“What?” He asked tilting his head.

“You know youre not broken.. right?”

He froze, and you continued.

“I never ignored you because of that. I was just blinded by kyungjun.. it’s nothing personal.”

He let out a breath he didn’t knew he was holding, then when you saw his eyes slowly becoming reddish, you tugged gently on his hand and leaned up.

With a soft motion you placed a kiss on his forehead.

“I’m sorry for turning you down constantly.. i think we should fix this..”

He stared at you blankly, shade of pink creeping up to his ears, not from the cold, but from you.

He blinked and and nodded. “Yeah.” Hjs voice horse.

You smiled and slowly backed away. “See you tomorrow.”

He hummed and watched you walk away.

You gave him a kiss.. oh fuck is he dreaming or what?

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[bidkvilw]

I’m already 1 hour in writing a seongje fanfic from the request, and im not even halfway in 💔 ANYWAYS THANK YOU GUYS FOR SO MANY REQUESTS AND LIKES I LOVE YOU ALL!! 😝❤️❤️

[bidkvilw]

⤷ WEAK HERO 1 KANG WOOYOUNG AND FEM!READER.

★⌒*ﾟ LOSER.

—> possible grammar mistakes (sorry Eng isn’t my 1st language!!)

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—> about?: Y/N is an athlete with a scandal, then her boyfriend - Wooyoung brings it out in a fight, of her accusing him of taking steroids.

—> includes: little angst + comfort at the end, steroids/doping.

❈༓࿐ • author’s note: an old draft that I somehow finished, its quite long, but i hope you’ll enjoy it!

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You and Wooyoung were a chaotic couple, most people would say you dont match eachother but after you two started dating, both of you easily clicked even more than you did as friends.

He was an athlete just like you, but his card was clean, no scandals, only beating up some kids but nobody from his industries cared, probably because his fighting is too good to cancel.

While you? In the past before you met wooyoung,you had a big accident during your match. you came back home with knee injury, but the recovery would take too long for your needs, it was month before finals, so you couldn’t just stay on the bench or disappoint your whole team and the worst - your coach.

So you got into steroids.

The pressure of not participating in the finals was too much for you. Pill by pill you ended up winning the finals with your team, but week after? Everyone found out one player used doping and that was you.

You got kicked out from the team, but weren’t cancelled, but your reputation was too bad for the colleges you wanted to go to. But when you actually got into one, you met a boy there. Wooyoung.

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Lately, you noticed, that always before your boyfriend’s practice, he would go to the bedroom and the only sound you could hear is quiet shuffling that sounded like little rocks in plastic bottle.

You found it weird but didn’t asked at first, you thought that it was nothing and probably some boxing stuff, but day after day you got more curious, so you decided to check out.

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While looking slowly through your shared drawers with him you looked for something that could make the familiar sound, when you opened his nightstand drawer you found a pill bottle but before you reached for them, wooyoung came home, and you didn’t wanted him to see that your suspiciously going through his stuff so you just pretended to look for a charger.

“I’m home..” he mumbled tired from the practice.

“While walking home i saw a guy with mcdonald’s, fuucck he made me crave it so bad—“ then he entered the bedroom and saw you weirdly walking around the bed.

“You good?” He asked with aloofness. But corner of his mouth twitched into a grin.

You nodded awkwardly “yeah..” you tried to sound steady, then you spotted the charger and grabbed it. “I was looking for.. this.”

“My charger? But you have the old input..” he smirked and steps closer, you can still see his hair damp from sweat after long sparring’s at the boxing ring.

you tried to come up with a excuse but he slowly wrapped his hands around your waist and tugs you closer.

“Hey i didn’t got my kiss when i came in..” he whispered while leaning in to kiss you slowly.

You immediately melted and even forgot what were you doing before the kiss, you softly kissed him back. When you two pulled away after a while he continued to hold you close.

“So? What were you doin’?” He asks as his grin slowly fading and he kept his expression neutral.

Yeah right.. you forgot to think of an excuse when you had time through the kiss but then you just sighed.

“I was just looking.. for something.” You mumbled looking into his eyes, he gave you a head tilt so you can continue.

You sighed again. “Wooyoung,you know you can tell me everything right? And i wont be mad even if the thing is bad?”

He got even more confused. “What are you talking about?” He asked while his eyebrows furrowed.

“Listen,baby, you can tell me if something happened with your boxing career..”

He raised an eyebrow “what? Whats going on?” His expression got a bit offended.

“Wooyoung,” you started seriously “are you taking anything?..” you stared into his eyes.

He froze, not from guilt or shame, but from offence. His hands slowly dropped from your hips.

“Taking what?” His words came out with straight coldness. He felt offended that his own girlfriend was accusing him of taking something to boost his strength.

You didn’t know how to answer after you already hit a nerve.

Thoughts that wooyoung would take steroids is his biggest fear especially from you. For woo,The fact that someone close for him is doubting in him and his abilities is hard.

“Taking what, Y/N? Drugs,Steroids?” He grimaced and as he tilted his head with cold voice.

“I dont know, woo, but i just want to let you know that you dont need them—“

“Dont need them?” He cut you out. “I know i dont need them i’d never use that crap, Y/N.” His voice stern.

“Woo..” you muttered.

He scoffed bitterly. “Why would you even think that?” He scoffed bitterly.

“Cause i keep hearing you alone in the bedroom with some pill noises—“

“Ohhh, so you just heard me.” Then he realised, “so you just came up with an idea to go through my stuff instead of asking me like a rational person?”

“I-..” you actually didn’t thought of that, and you felt even more dumb.

“Its not like that..” you muttered and then sighs taking a step closer. “But i saw a bottle in your drawer, you dont need to lie..”

That hit him even harder, he took a step back and grimaced even more, “what bottle?” He looked up at the nightstand. “My goddamn vitamins? Thats what you call steroids?” He scoffed harshly.

You froze.

Vitamins..

Youre so dumb.

“Vitamins?..” you mumbled. Then you ran a hand through your hair. “Wooyoung listen, i’m sorry, i thought-“

“What?! You thought what? That im taking pills? That im too weak?” He took a step closer, his whole body tensed up. “That fucking hurt Y/N! you know?” He spoke with angry but vulnerable voice.

you felt your heart shatter at his pained tone.

You couldn’t help but stand numbly and listen to him speak. You didn’t knew what to do, you just pressed your lips into a thin line.

“Listen i’m not some loser who would take doping, for gods sake! I’m a fucking loser, Y/N!” He snapped, hurting as hell but then he realised.. he said too much.

You tensed up. And slowly looked up. Your eyes full of pain too.

Loser.. you were a one,in the past you did exactly what you were accusing him for right now.

“Fuck- its not like that..” he started with a sigh,gripping his hair,but your lip already started shaking. You nodded and headed to leave the room — but he catches your wrist.

“No, Y/N, stay, dont walk away.” His grip firm but surprisingly gentle. As you tried to pull away more he pulled on your wrist.

“I said, no, Y/N.” He hold you close. “Y/N turn around..” he said as your back was facing him stubbornly, a tear already left one of your eyes.

“Baby please..” he calmed down and softly muttered. You stopped struggling against his grip and slowly turned around to him with shaky lips.

He reached up to your cheek, cupping it. “Don’t cry, i didn’t mean it, i would never call you that..”

he whispered softly as his jaw was tense as fuck from guilt. He wrapped his arm around your waist and tugs you closer.

You didn’t know what to do, his words and your guilt of accusing him for nothing made you froze.

“Hey, baby, i swear..” he kissed your cheek and wiped a tear that escaped from with his thumb that was caressing your other cheek the whole time.

You swallowed back a sob and quietly whispered.

“Im s-sorry i was just-..” your voice was shaking and he softened even more, he couldn’t stand you crying, especially because of him.

“I know, i know.. its okay i’m not mad, i’m sorry too..” he hold you closer then decided to pull you gently into a big hug. His face went to dive into your hair, placing soft kisses each sniffle you made.

“Youre not a loser, baby.. you never were, i just over reacted.. fuuck.. i just.. i couldn’t stand you thinking that i would do some steroids..” he mumbles to your hair, while his hand was rubbing your back.

“Can you forgive me, dear?..” he asked pulling away just enough to look at you. “Hmm?..” he hummed,hoping he didn’t fucked up.

You slowly looked up then rested your face in his chest, nodding into it. He smiled, and wrapped his arms around you. “Atta girl..” he felt less stupid, then he came up with an idea.

He slide down his hands under your thighs and effortlessly picked you up, with a slight groan “opaaa..”

you let out a small squeak of protest and the way he spin you around made you relax a little and chuckle.

“Hey i’m not some teddy bear to carry around..”

You said wiping your eyes as your legs wrapped around his waist.

“For me? You are..” he grinned and kissed your nose. Then he walked with you to the bed placing you down and tugging under the covers.

“I’ll take a shower and i’m back to you okay?.. warm up the bed for me..” he chuckled and disappeared into the bathroom after taking out some clean clothes.

After 20 minutes he came out and you waited the whole time, staring at the bathroom door, he was shirtless, his toned torso visible with his sweatpants. He walked up to the bed rubbing his hair with a towel.

“You waited for me? I thought you would pass out to sleep.” He grinned and then he threw the towel away on some chair.

You chuckled softly and nodded, still not forgetting about earlier.

He started crawling onto the bed to scoot next to you. “Did you warm it up?” He chuckled as he felt the bed being softly warm. “Of course you did, baby..” he chuckle arrogantly and snuggles you closer to him under the covers.

He placed a soft kiss to your temple and after a while he notice you still being away with your thoughts.

He nuzzles his head into your hair then shifts down to snuggle his face into your neck and hold you by your waist.

“I’m really sorry..” he meant it, he tried to make it sound the most genuine way possible.

You relaxed slowly and you hugged him too.

His warm lips gently peaking at your neck, he made sure they were soft.

You give in and you were slowly drifting off,forgeting about earlier, cause with him apologising like this — all guilty and soft. You knew he meant his apologies.

After a while cuddling like this he whispered quietly against your skin.

“I love you..” he felt vulnerable after saying it out loud, but then you relaxed him after answering.

“I love you too..” you got even more sleepy as the warmth of the bed and him hit you..

༶•┈┈୨ ✧*̥˚ ᵎᵎ ୧┈┈•༶

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—> If you’re looking for something in particular you can request anything! If I’m comfortable with writing that stuff i’ll do it,and it should arrive from 1-2 days, if longer, then i’ll let you know, if quicker, then your lucky! — ꒰ঌ( ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ )໒꒱

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[bidkvilw]

⤷ WEAK HERO 2 GEUM SEONGJE X FEM!READER FANFIC (ONE SHOT)

★⌒*ﾟ TRUST

—> possible grammar mistakes (sorry Eng isn’t my 1st language!!)

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—> includes: mentions of baekjin, explanation about the plot and how did you guys met, playing with hair, laying together. Trust confessions. FLUFF

❈༓࿐ • author’s note: it was so fun to write since seongje is my fav, i tried to capture his character the best i can :3

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༶•┈┈୨ ✧*̥˚ ᵎᵎ ୧┈┈•༶

You didn’t really know how did you ended up being Seongje’s girlfriend. He was a problematic kid, beating up ppl if they looked at him longer than 3 seconds and spoiled ass with money that most of people wonder where does the money come from, since there was no one who knew his parents.

When you joined Gangkak school after moving cities you weren’t really liked there. At first a few brats from your girls class started to throw snarky comments, but when one of them finally started acting psychically, you fighted back easily, which made some classes crowd around you two as you easily dodge every punch of that girl.

Somewhere in the crowd was geum seongje, having at least two meters length of free space around him so nobody from the crowd touched his personal space. When he watched you, not throwing any punches but only dodging the brat’s ones, he got interested in you. It was new to see someone not using offence to defend themselves.

After you humiliated the bully by sliding your foot over her leg making her drop to the ground, she got furious and tried to get up but you were already walking away.

You never liked fighting. But you knew how to defend yourself very well,even tho everyone thought you were weak cause you’re a woman.

But nothing like that, you were strong but just decided to never use it if nothing dangerous is happening.

After the fight, when you started walking through the crowd to your next class, seongje flicked away his cigarette and decided to follow you. lazily countering you under the stairs.

And that’s how it started.

He proposed to you to stick around, explaining he finds you “interesting” since you didn’t threw any punches. You declined but after he kept asking and walking silently around you in the school, or secretly walking you home after. You agreed.

After a month sticking with him, you started to feel something, even tho he was a total dick, he was aggressive but he never punched you, if he wanted to do it on anything he would hit the wall next to you.

But feelings never were mutual to humans brain, they worked on their own. And that’s probably why he fell in love with you too.

༶•┈┈୨ ✧*̥˚ ᵎᵎ ୧┈┈•༶

This evening he came to you as always, late at night when you should be already asleep because of school next morning. But you always stayed up to wait for him. This day he got stabbed in his foot by some twink named Yeon Sieun.

He spent the whole day at Police station so he would explain to the officers what happened out there and then at the ER for them to take care of his foot.

After baekjin picked him up and took him to the old warehouse, Seongje thought baekjin actually thought about him but then his cold hopes were crushed when baekjin asked only about the police and what did Seongje told them.

༶•┈┈୨ ✧*̥˚ ᵎᵎ ୧┈┈•༶

And here he was,on the couch, laying his head back on your stomach while being between your legs. He kept nagging about how baekjin turned out to be a dick, and he already finished like half of the cigarette pack.

—

“Fucking asshole.. i could lose my foot then that dick comes up with asking me only about the police..” He harshly scoffs as he took a drag of his cigarette, lazily between his fingers.

You just listened with one hand on his shoulder, sometimes giving it a little scratch to show youre paying attention.

He lets out a bitter laugh, “i actually thought he might notice me once. That i am actually a trustworthy right hand..” the last sentence came out a little.. vulnerable.. but his tone was still cold.

after Seongje finished his cigarette in silence,he continues to stare at the ceiling without his characteristic glasses on his nose.

Then he spoke up, low with slightly rough voice.

“Y/N?..” he murmured.

You peeked down at him on your stomach and hummed back.

Thats when you could felt his whole body tensing up.

“What about you, do you trust me?…” Words came out with a low voice but He asked it quickly before he would change his mind.

You blinked, then slowly followed his gaze at the ceiling and let out a sigh, you started scratching

his shoulder.

“Do i trust you?..” you asked yourself, while his jaw already clenched and was about to spill out something so you would forget his question but you were faster.

“I do.”

Those two words were simple, but meant so fucking much for Seongje. He slowly propped up on his elbow and looked over at you.

“The fuck did you just say?..” his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

You shifted your head against the couch armrest so you could look at him, your hand dropped from his shoulder.

“I trust you.” His eyes slightly widen when you said that. when his jaw got tight again, he shifted so he could lay with his back facing the ceiling, while his head was buried in your tummy.

You froze at first, but then relaxed with a small smile twitching at the corner of your mouth.

his arms were loosely around your waist as he fully buried his face there. You took a risk and reached for his hair, running your soft hands through his pretty hair.

“You thought i didn’t?..” you asked, not really expecting an answer.

then you felt it. His cold grip on you tightening, thats when you realised he really didn’t thought you trusted him.

And your hand moved even softer. Making sure his scalp was massaged and you even gave him a few scratches on the nape.

With a sigh you kept carressing his head, you felt him relaxing under your touch that he actually agreed for, which was very rare.

He pulled your whole body closer, making sure you wont get away, and you let out a slight chuckle.

After a while of cuddling like this you swear you heard him mumbling “i do too.” To your stomach.

You decided not to question about it. You just hold him like he meant everything to you. Cause he did.

Then he shifted, lifting up, to look at you.

He just stared with something in his mind.

“You okay?” You asked then he slowly nodded, his cold eyes slightly softening.

“Yeah.. just thinking.” Then he slowly leans in. Giving you the type of kiss you love the most from him. The slow and gentle one that made your heart

acting like its on a jumping rope, and your stomach making backflips.

You closed your eyes along with him and cupped his cheek, when you kissed him back his hand travelled over your side, rubbing it. After the kiss he placed a one on your neck then he went back to lay his head on your stomach.

You smiled to yourself while he was slowly drifting away to sleep, with your hands in his hair, snuggled up to your tummy.

—

He was sweet, in his own way. Maybe he didn’t show you love in cheesy way like typical boyfriends do. But he loved you, and just struggled to show you it like he supposed to.

But you still loved him, because the rare moments like this showed you his true love for you.

༶•┈┈୨ ✧*̥˚ ᵎᵎ ୧┈┈•༶

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—> If you’re looking for something in particular you can request anything! If I’m comfortable with writing that stuff i’ll do it,and it should arrive from 1-2 days, if longer, then i’ll let you know, if quicker, then your lucky! — ꒰ঌ( ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ )໒꒱

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[bidkvilw]

Hi! I really love your headcanons! So beautifully written. 💕

Could you maybe write one for me?

Something like: the reader is cold, calm, doesn’t trust anyone easily, and isn’t a fan of physical touch. But one evening, she finally lets her guard down and leans against the whc characters, even unexpectedly hugging them. How would the whc boys react in that moment?

OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH ANGEL :C AND SURE, HERES YOUR REQUEST!! :3

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⤷ WEAK HERO 1&2 BOYS AND COLD FEM!READER!

—> possible grammar mistakes (sorry Eng isn’t my 1st language!!)

—— ૮₍ ´• ˕ •` ₎ა — 🍪🥛! — ˖˚˳೫˚ ——

—> includes: Geum seongje, Na baekjin, Ahn suho, Kang wooyoung, Park humin (baku), Yeon sieun.

❈༓࿐ • author’s note: it actually didn’t took me long because i have a lot of motivation to write rn :3 i hope this is the type of head canon’s you wanted, anyways,Enjoy!

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Since you were a kid, you didn’t exactly admired all those hugs and touches. Its not like you were disgusted or traumatised by them. Cause you didn’t. You just didn’t got a lot of affection as a kid and just got used to it.

One evening you and your S/O were watching a movie, you weren’t that far away, just like a width of a palm. But the late hour slowly started to hit you, and your eyelids got more heavy each blink.

Then you decided to give in, slowly leaning onto the boy next to you,side of your face was gently pressed against his shoulder. It felt weird at first, you tensed up but slowly relaxed as the seconds ticked by.

But you’re boyfriend? Well..

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‧₊˚♡༉ Geum seongje

that dude tensed up immediately just like you did, he was surprised in a positive way, he shots you a glare and saw only the back of your head resting against his shoulder in peace. He decided not to tease you, since moments like this weren’t happening often.

But something just pulled him to give in and do one little thing.. he cleared his throat.

“You know you could give me a warning next time..” he grumbled but shifts slightly back against the couch so you sat sit against him easier.

You didn’t knew what to say, for you it was as new as for him. But nobody pulled away. Seongje, did otherwise, he slowly reached out over and his hand hovered over your cheek

“Want to lay down?.. I promise my pants don’t smell like cigarettes, i washed twice them for today.” He grumbled coldly and barely let out that last sentence, but he had a big chance to give you something that he really didn’t wanted to fuck up.

You slowly looked up and give in by a slight nod, and next thing you could feel is your head on his thighs, his calloused hand running surprisingly gently through your hair. He liked when you gave in just like he did into affection, since you both struggled with it. Great duo huh?

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‧₊˚♡༉ Na baekjin

He immediately shots you a glare, not harsh but a curious one. It was.. new. You leaned against him? Woah..

His hand slowly traveled to slightly graze over your shoulder. “Comfortable?..” he asked as he gives a try and with smooth move placed his whole hand against your shoulder, bringing you inch closer.

You slightly tensed up but after few rubs on your shoulder you relaxed, finding his touch.. nice.

“Are you sleepy? We can go to sleep if you’re tired.” But you shook your head, you didn’t wanted to go to bed, not now. Cause you felt yourself finally giving in and you decided to try to see how is it like when you actually get some of those gentle touches. Even tho each rub on your shoulder gave you slight shivers.

Baekjin sighed softly and nodded. “Let me know,if you’ll get sleepy, darling..” he locked his gaze onto the tv, while you stayed. Stayed leaning on his shoulder, meanwhile baekjin was holding back a slight grin, even tho you could felt that.

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‧₊˚♡༉ Ahn suho

Wide. His eyes went wide along with his eyebrows that went flying, he slowly turned his head to look at you. He felt like won a date with his teenage crush or something, he smiled softly, came up with a very risky idea.

That idiot pretended to yawn and stretch out his arms, while the other one dropped slowly down back to it place, the one from your side, slowly hovered over your shoulders.

He wanted to gave in without any questions but he couldn’t bring himself to risk you pulling away.

“V?..” he cleared his throat “can i?..”

You knew what was he asking for, after a few seconds of heavy silence you nodded, and you felt his arm wrapping around your shoulders and rubbing his thumb over one of them.

When he saw you not pulling away, he mentally patted his back and said “youre so awesome dude.” to himself. You even heard a silent “yes!..” of excitement after you nodded, but just let out a light huff with your lip twitching.

Suho proudly watched the movie with a dumb smile knowing he got you to actually lean against him, while you slowly relaxed and got used to this.. new thing — him playing with your hair.

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‧₊˚♡༉ Kang wooyoung

He almost choked on his own saliva, “what the fu—“ then he saw you, his questioning thought immediately disappeared. You were leaning on his shoulder with the soft hair of yours.

He swallowed and looked back at the screen clearing his throat. “So you actually can touch people?..” he grumbled with his cocky tone.

You didn’t really know how to answer, you thought he didn’t liked it so you slowly pull away —

He stopped you. Head immediately turned towards you as his hand gripped your waist.

You tensed up hardly. But then he loosened his whole grip. “Don’t.. i-.. sorry I gripped you, but dont go.”

You felt him surprisingly gently placing your head back onto his shoulder, then he mutters with a hint of guilt. “Stay.. its nice when you finally let go..”

You shifted your gaze more down and relaxed. When he felt you going less tense he shifted so your nape wont hurt later when you sit up.

Few moments later with his arm around your back he grabbed your hand and gently holded it.

And thats how the movie continued. In a comfortable silence that you actually started to enjoy it step by step.

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‧₊˚♡༉ Park humin (baku)

At first he thought it was a cushion that you placed for a while so you could shifts around but hey.. there were no sounds of moving and the cushion felt a bit.. too heavy for a bag of feathers.

He looked over and his heart immediately melted when he saw you lean against him, he bit back a big smile and at first he just watched you lean against him.

Slowly you felt some stings at your nape, making you tense up even more than you did from the closeness. But baku noticed it.

“Does your nape hurt? You can lean on me fully i dont mind, baby.” He said with a stupid grin, as his heart was in the middle of getting cuteness aggression.

You thought about it. Then slowly looked up lifting your head up and giving him a slight nod. the next thing he did was opening his arm and you fully leaning your head onto the place between his shoulder and chest.

His arm loosely around you as you slowly stopped being tense and gave in. Baku continued to watch the movie like a kid watching a jar of candies.

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‧₊˚♡༉ Yeon sieun

He reacted the same way, his shoulder tensing up with the touch he felt from you. Its not like he didn’t liked it, he just didn’t expected that.

When he felt you slowly shift upwards because you thought it was a dumb idea he spoke up before you fully pulled away.

“Its okay. Its just new.. you can lay leans on me again..” he spoke up silently then he slowly looked up in your direction.

Your eyes stared into his, then you slowly nodded and went back to rest against his shoulder. He let out a soft sigh and placed a blanket over both of your guys thighs.

“I’ll skip studying today.” That was the last sentence you heard from him till the movie ended. It felt nice leaning on him, he seemed happy about it too..

you continue to lean on his shoulder as you two picked now some random YouTube videos to watch, when he was sure youre not watching he let out a light smile — A little one which spoke volumes.

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—> If you’re looking for something in particular you can request anything! If I’m comfortable with writing that stuff i’ll do it,and it should arrive from 1-2 days, if longer, then i’ll let you know, if quicker, then your lucky! — ꒰ঌ( ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ )໒꒱

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[bidkvilw]

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⤷ WEAK HERO 1&2 BOYS AND FEM!READER LEGS HURTING!

—> possible grammar mistakes (sorry Eng is not my 1st language!!)

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—> includes: ahn suho, yeon sieun, kang wooyoung, Park humin (baku), geum seongje, Na baekjin.

❈༓࿐ • author’s note: every boy has a different type of situation with the reader legs pain, hope u enjoy it :P (it was a bit rushed, i’ll make the next post more detailed and stuff!)

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‧₊˚♡༉ Geum seongje.

You’ve been sitting on Geum Seongje’s lap for over an hour now, leaning against his chest while he’s fully immersed in some FPS game on his PC. His arms occasionally move around you to reach the keyboard or mouse, but he’s careful not to jostle you too much. Still, the pins and needles in your legs are getting harder to ignore.

You wince as you try to move again.

“Ow—”

He doesn’t miss it this time. One of his hands pauses mid-keystroke.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, eyes still half on the screen.

You shift again, huffing.

“My legs are asleep. I’ve been sitting too long.”

Finally, he pauses the game with a sigh and spins slightly in his chair, looking down at you.

“Why didn’t you say anything sooner?” he mutters, brow furrowed with a tinge of irritation.

You sighs and starts shifting a little as you lean away your chest from his.

“You looked like you were having fun. I didn’t want to bother you.” You muttered.

He lets out a quiet, sarcastic laugh and slips his arms under your legs and back, standing up with you bridal-style like it’s nothing.

“I’d rather pause a game than have you bag me later about it.”

You squeak in surprise as he carries you over to the bed and sets you down gently.

He starts rubbing your legs — slow, firm motions that are surprisingly soothing. Occasionally he glances up to check your expression.

“Tell me when i can get back to my game.”

He yawns still caressing your thighs to stop aching.

—

‧₊˚♡༉ Park humin (baku)

You lean against the wall near the bus stop, stretching your legs out and trying not to wince too hard. The pain’s been building since earlier, but you figured you could walk it off.

“You dying or just bored?” Park Humin’s voice pipes up as he walks over, sipping a drink like he’s got all the time in the world.

“My legs are killing me,” you sigh. “I should have eaten breakfast..”

He raises a brow, then looks you up and down. “Damn. And here I thought you were just trying to avoid paying for the bus.”

You snort, and he grins. But then his teasing drops a little.

“Seriously though,” he says, more genuine now, “you need to sit. Wait here.”

Before you can ask, he jogs off and comes back two minutes later with a small heat patch from a pharmacy and a sugary drink.

“Boom. Instant Humin-brand first aid,” he says, sticking the patch in your hand. “That should help till you get home.”

Then he crouches down in front of you, patting his back.

“Don’t get weird about it. I’m stronger than I look.”

You stare. “You’re offering a piggyback?”

“I mean, unless you’d rather limp home and collapse dramatically on the sidewalk. Could be fun to watch.”

He grins again — but he stays still, waiting.

You hesitate, then sigh, climbing onto his back. He lifts you effortlessly, his hands steady under your thighs.

“You’re lighter than you look,” he says, effortlessly holding you up.

You rest your chin on his shoulder, smiling.

—

‧₊˚♡༉ Na baekjin

The evening air is cool as you and Na Baekjin step out of the restaurant. The dinner was nice — quiet, warm, and a little indulgent. You walk beside him along the sidewalk, the streetlights casting soft shadows as the city hums around you.

But after a few minutes, your steps start to slow. He notices. “What’s wrong?” he asks, without looking directly at you — but you know he’s watching.

You force a small smile.

“It’s nothing. My legs just hurt a little… I think I wore the wrong shoes.”

You try to play it off, but the slight limp gives you away. He stops walking, looking at you properly now — unreadable as always, but there’s a flicker of concern in his eyes.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because we’re out. I didn’t want to ruin the mood.”

He exhales through his nose — not annoyed, but clearly not satisfied with that answer. Then, without warning, he stops in front of you and takes off his shoes.

“Come on.” He crouched down to push his shoes closer to you and waits for your heels to cone off

“Huh?”

he looks up and raises an eyebrow. “What? Just take them, i can walk in socks.”

“But you’ll get them dirty and there could be roc—“

“So?” he says simply cutting you off,looking back down at your feet “i’ll be careful and I’m not letting you limp all the way home.”

You hesitate, then sigh, taling off your heels and stepping into his comfy shoes. He lifts your heels and stood up effortlessly, his hand holding the heels together at his side as the othe rone reaches for your hand.

“Thank you..” you softly muttered.

He doesn’t respond at first — just walks, calmly, like this is the most natural thing in the world.

Then, quietly:

“Next time, just tell me sooner. I’ll always do something about it.”

And somehow, those words warm you more than the dinner ever could.

—

‧₊˚♡༉ Kang wooyoung.

Wooyoung was watching youtube as he was being stretched out on the couch, meanwhile after an hour of you being gone in your room,you flop onto the couch with a groan, legs trembling slightly.

“You good?” He looking up from his phone.

You stretch your legs out with a wince.

“I did that online Pilates routine you told me about… and now I can’t feel my thighs.”

He was tilting his head.

“Did you do the cooldown?”

You give him a blank stare. He lets out a short laugh, shaking his head. “Of course you skipped it.”

Before you can protest, he sits up and pulls you to lay next to him as he gets your legs over his thighs.

“You’re supposed to ease out of it, not collapse and cry later.”

You slightly made some noises as he messaged your thighs with experienced touch,He smirks but doesn’t stop. “This is what you get for following random influencers and not asking me instead.”

“Says the guy who made me try it in the first place,” you mumble, but your voice softens as the soreness slowly fades.

After a moment, he glances up.

“Better?”

You nod.

“Much. You’re annoyingly good at this.”

He shrugs like it’s nothing.

“I stretch people out after training all the time. You’re just a cuter client.”

You roll your eyes, trying to hide your smile, while He sits back on his heels, brushing a thumb over your knee. “Next time, lets go to my gym and we’ll train together,yeah?”

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‧₊˚♡༉ Ahn suho

The crowd bustles around you on the street, voices loud and footsteps quicker than your aching legs can handle. You and Suho went out on a walk to the main part of the city, walking around and sometimes buying some of the street food when one of you two got hungry. But then the pain got harder, You pause by a bench, wincing as the dull pain shoots up your calves.

“You alright?” A calm voice cuts through the noise.

You look up to see Ahn Suho standing nearby, hands in his pockets, eyes steady on you. He’d noticed, somehow—quiet as ever, but always watching.

“My legs just hurt a bit,” you admit, trying not to make a big deal out of it. “Too much walking, I guess.”

He nods once, then without a word, steps past you and disappears into a nearby convenience store.

You blink, confused, where the heck did he go? A moment later, he’s back, holding a cold bottle of water and a small packet.

“Electrolytes. You probably haven’t had enough today,” he says, handing it to you. “Rest for a bit. Then we’ll go to mine’s after.”

You almost argue, but he’s already sitting beside you, elbows on his knees, looking ahead like it’s nothing, and leaving no room for arguing.

—

‧₊˚♡༉ Yeon sieun.

you and sieun are walking through different stationary shops only for sieun to silently drool over some books and other school stuff.

Your legs started cramping but you felt too guilty to tell sieun that you want to sit down in front of the shop and leave him alone. But You didn’t wanted him to be alone.

So you kept going until sieun finally noticed your discomfort in your tensed up shoulders.

“Y/N?..” calm mutter spoke up from the boy next to you.

You looked over making a small smile “yep?”

“Is anything wrong?” You shaked your head after he asked his question, looking away so he wont notice more. “You’re hurting, what is it?”

You sighs knowing giving up. “Nothing, i’m just tired y’know? My legs are hurting real bad..” he raised an eyebrow while you looked around the different exam books.

after a while of silence you heard sieun speaking up but not to you. “Hello? I’d like a taxi to ****”

you were confused cause you still had a lot to buy while he just took your hand after hanging up and lead you to the exit.

the whole way back by the taxi,he gently rubbed your thigh, thinking it will soothe the pain.

However at home he got you to go take a bath and leaving you with a last sentence that sounded like “go take a bath i’ll go check out something about legs pain.” Then he left to scroll through his laptop.

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—> If you’re looking for something in particular you can request anything! If I’m comfortable with writing that stuff i’ll do it,and it should arrive from 1-2 days, if longer, then i’ll let you know, if quicker, then youre lucky! — ꒰ঌ( ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ )໒꒱

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[bidkvilw]

WHC1 HC’S - KANG WOOYOUNG.

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⤷ Kang wooyoung head canon’s !! + sometimes mini scenarios :P

—> possible grammar mistakes (sorry!!)

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—> IN THIS POST, SFW, ONLY ! :3

❈༓࿐ • Kang wooyoung.

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‧₊˚♡༉ Adhd freak. This dude cant sit straight without fidgeting with your nails,rings, or just your fingers. Often when in a long bus ride, he slops back into his seat and just immediately reaches for your hand when he gets bored. He even wears a bracelet you made for him with different shapes of the little charms so he can relax when youre not around.

|| You sat comfortably on the couch with your legs crossed on the coffee table. Then your hand got dragged gently to the side.

“Wha?..” You asked quietly with a raised eyebrow, then the next thing you saw is wooyoung curiously scrolling through his stream comment’s while his other hand was lazily playing with your fingers and nails. ||

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‧₊˚♡༉ Cocky but still shy nerd with compliments. He knows he’s fine but whenever he hear you complement him he cant keep his pride self on for long. He still be cocky about it but inside he would melt, whenever you say “you’re pretty” or “i like your eyes.” His brain? Gone. Melted and spilled out from his ears. He hardly ever blushed but his ears can turn pinkish at the ends.

|| “why are you so pretty in the morning while i look like a gremlin?..” you muttered in the early morning.

He buried his face even more in your neck, his hot breath against your skin. That’s when his brain starts melting. “that’s not true,You can’t say things like that..” he muttered with morning voice.

“Why, I’m stating the truth, i look like a gremlin..” you muttered back while scratching his head.

Then he shaked his head against your neck. “I’m talking about calling me pretty..”

You blinked and scoffed with a chuckle. “Oh wow so you’re not denying I’m looking like a gremlin in the mornings?”

He lifted his head with a sleepy cocky grin. “But you look like one..” before you were about to make a sarcastic reply he shut you up with a soft kiss then pulled back to sleep in your neck. ||

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‧₊˚♡༉ Actions, not words. He doesn’t speak in words much. He can show you his love by little gestures like hand holding, playing with your hair, cuddles or just spending the time with you. He never spoke about his feelings so its hard to him to open up, but oh my how he is in love with you. He always shots you some secret glares when you’re not looking. Or at least when he thinks you’re not looking. He just admires you secretly, being grateful that you’re here. With him.

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‧₊˚♡༉ Cuddle monster. You want to go to the toilet? Rip him off first. He is NOT moving off you. He loves cuddling so freaking much even tho he never admits that. His favourite pose is when you’re laying on your back with slightly bending up knees, while he lays on his stomach with his face buried into your tummy. Arms loosely wrapped around your waist and all he does is waiting for you to massage his head or just play with his hair. He often just likes to watch you in that pose. The way his cuddled up by your thighs and your hand in his hair is so addicting. He never gets tired and could cuddle all day. (Not like you two didn’t do that a couple times on some weekends.)

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‧₊˚♡༉ Gym rat. When you two are away youre often getting pics from him at the gym, some shirtless, some in black compression tank top and of course some vids his friends made while he was sparring with some random boxers in his age, sometimes even older. He often wins, almost all the time, but he is very different when he loses. (thats for the next hc!) always working out, he even tried to teach you some moves to defend yourself. You got to learn some then he decided to tried playful sparrings with you.

|| Of course after the sparrings you’re always landing flat on your ass while he grins down at you and helps you get up with a cocky tone. “Sorry,baby, i can be rough sometimes..” ||

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‧₊˚♡༉ Sore loser. He hates loosing, even though about it starts to suffocate him. He was made to always win since he was little so he hates himself even for mistake he makes in his matches or trainings. When he loses a match, which is a rare occasion, he comes to you immediately. Thats the time when he needs something he hates the most, comfort from someone. He always tiredly cuddles with you and doesn’t even speak up, hes hurting but he will not speak up about it. He rather die than do that. While you stay in the silence too, maybe sometimes whispering softly some comforting words.

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