member: yoon jeonghan
genre: fluff, bullet points, established relationship
word count: 668
summary: jeonghan's boyfriend things <3
warnings: none!
author's note: i totally forgot to write this oops but heeeey it's done and it's jeonghan's turn! school has been a lot so i'm sorry that I haven't been posting as much </3 I'm trying to write more in my free time so we'll see :O
I feel like Jeonghan would be the “silent boyfriend”
Jeonghan gives the perfect college boyfriend vibes and I love that for him idk
Quality Time
Jeonghan slays so hard at quality time
As I said, Jeonghan gives college bf vibes and it’s totally because of his love of quality time!
When you are doing work, he’d totally agree to sit with you somewhere on campus or in a local cafe to study with you and help you memorize terms for your next exam!
If you don’t go to school, he’d totally help you with your work projects too!!!
If you don’t have work projects either, he’d just be there for you if you are having a rough day, just as someone to lean on and to listen to you talk <3
He’s so caring I love him
He would also definitely love to go on night walks with you when it’s late! He would totally find a spot where y’all can see the stars and take you there so you can stargaze and share some snacks
Words of Affirmation
Jeonghan is totally a “sweetie” or “baby” kind of guy and you cannot change my mind about it at all
I can imagine Jeonghan coming home from a long practice or something and finding you in the living room. He’d sit next to you on the couch and lean against you and be all like, “Hi baby, how was your day?”
(I’d actually scream pls)
He would always say sweet things to you like “I missed you, baby” or “I love spending time with you” aaaaaa
Jeonghan is a compliment machine so never think he would keep his thoughts to himself
“Sweetie, I love the outfit you wore the other day! It looked perfect on you”
(sobbing)
Physical Touch
Jeonghan obsessed with little or light touches
Loves holding hands when you’re waiting in line for something, or resting his hand on your knee when you’re sitting together on public transport
And of course don’t forget about the back hugs when you’re doing something like dishes, brushing your teeth or literally just standing and texting your friend back
Head pats !!! Loves just patting your head and combing through your hair slightly
Y’all would be the couple that I strive to be a part of in my dreams
Just imagine Jeonghan being a cuddly bf :(
Acts of Service
Helping you brush and do your hair!!! He definitely knows how to braid so imagine all the cool stuff he could do
And if you have short hair, don’t fear: he’s got the butterfly clips all prepared just to be silly
Definitely helps you with chores when you are busy or need to just take a break from existing
Likes driving you places, even if you are a better driver and also enjoy driving
He just likes making sure you get places safely and also don’t have to stress yourself out from how bad the traffic can be
He also just likes letting you be in control of his radio
Gift Giving
He would totally go to your favorite cafe or bakery in the morning and get your favorite treat and bring it back while you’re still sleeping so when you wake up, you get something amazing from him !!!
Spoils you all the time but instead of it being jewelry or something expensive, he just gets you small trinkets
Totally buys you pins for your bag when he goes literally anywhere
Also loves to get you little decorations for your place: including stuffed animals, one being an extremely soft lamb that you decided to name Mareep, like the Pokemon
Now, for something like holidays and your birthday, he would get something more sentimental, like matching bracelets or something!!!
He would want to get something for the both of you that he can still wear during practice, photoshoots and when he’s filming literally anything
Even if the audience doesn’t know what it symbolizes, he would know and that's very soft boyfriend of him <3
member: wonwoo x gn!reader
genre: fluff, bullet points :3
word count: 876
summary: wonu's gamer bf era
warnings: none !! just know that i am in love with jeon wonwoo. (me saying things like that is what makes it hard to see i'm a junhui ult on this blog)
author's note: happy wonwoo day !!!!! summer is about half way over :( but I hope this wonu boyfriend au will make you feel better <3
There is absolutely no way that the Jeon Wonwoo is not the “gamer bf”
I have some very specific thoughts about boyfie Wonwoo so buckle your seatbelts and make sure to keep all hands and feet in the cart while it is in motion
Quality Time
Jeon Wonwoo is the king of quality time!!
He would so much rather just chill with you at home than go anywhere
Hates parties and only goes to them if another member of svt is hosting it because he’ll feel bad if he doesn’t spend time with his brothers
Feels uncomfortable around your friends but will go with you to see them anyway because as long as he’s with you, he’s happy
ABSOLUTELY loves when you ask if you can join him when he is gaming!
If you play games a lot, he’ll be all pouty when you beat him at something like Call of Duty, but if you don’t play games a lot, you’ll be pouty when you find out he let you win at Mario Kart
He would also love to just have cuddle time where he reads his articles online and you just game on your phone, read a novel or something
Words of Affirmation
THIS MAN IS FSDKJFNSDKJ so good at affirmation pls I could sob just thinking about it
He never fails to make you feel worthy, and perfect !
Always compliments you when he’s watching you do something, like if you win a race in Mario Kart he’d be saying something like “I’m so proud of you, good job!” even if it is something simple
He’ll be over the freaking moon if you tell him you got a promotion at work, he’ll go on a rant about how much he loves you and will be on your side no matter what
Do pet names count as words of affirmation bc Wonu is the type to say something like “babygirl/babyboy”, “sweetie” or “sweetheart” aaaaa
Just imagine him being like “good morning, sweetheart” AAAA sorry i’m in love-
Anyway Wonu is amazing at compliments and also loving you
Physical Touch
Is awkward lmao but he will try his best
He would love to rest his head on you, if you’re taller, in between your shoulder blades while back-hugging you, but if you’re shorter, on your shoulders
I can totally see him waiting to hold your hand when you’re shopping, going on dates, or just chilling in the living room
Loves cuddles but would refuse to admit to it
Please let this man be the softie we all know he is !!
Though, even tho he loves being around you and touching you…he always needs his alone time, and you are more than willing to accept that because let’s face it: everyone needs to be alone once in a while
He is such a simp tho, if you ask for even the slightest PDA he goes all out, even if he gets embarrassed about it: he’ll wrap his arms around your shoulders if you’re sitting next to each other in a movie theater or a restaurant
He’ll also 100% playfully push you, like if you tell a really bad joke or if he is pretending to be annoyed with you (we all know he could never actually have any negative feelings towards you)
Acts of Service
Acts of service is totally his calling: he’ll love to do literally anything for you
When you can’t sleep or are sick, you’ll ask him to sing you something to relax you and he’ll sing for hours until the both of you are asleep next to each other
He seems like the type to love doing simple chores like laundry: it keeps him distracted, gives him the alone time he needs, and it helps you out !
As soon as you pull a “Wonu could you do this for me 👉👈 🥺” he’ll be sprinting to make you happy
My favorite Wonwoo act of service is: teaching you how to do things…
This man loves to learn, and who else is he going to share his knowledge with? You want to know better ways to keep your plants alive? He’s got you!
You’re unsure how to make this side dish for dinner? He’s texting you links to twenty different recipes and helping you pick the one you like most
He just loves to interest you in these silly little facts that he hopes would help you with something, whether it be now, or in 10 years
He’s a helpful bean <3
Gift Giving
Uses his money to his advantage (pls stop him before he takes over the world)
If you even mention an article of clothing being cute in a store, you suddenly have one of every color the next day
If you are like “Hey Wonu do you wanna go see __ in concert?”, you best believe that he’s buying you VIP tickets
And when you complain to him that he is spending way too much money on you, he just shrugs
“What else am I going to do with my money? We have a nice place, and I have everything I could want, as well as you, I might as well use it to make you happy”
• your friends or even people you casually know see mingyu as a scary person. when he’s out with you and your friends, he looks so intimidating to everyone it’s overwhelming sometimes.
• although they think that of mingyu, only you know your boyfriend’s real behaviour; at least around you.
• mingyu acts like a baby stuck in an adult’s body when he’s with you. like when you‘re chilling normally and peacefully, and he comes from the other side of the room just to hug you and hide is face in the crook of your neck, almost demanding love and care from you. if you don't give him kisses and cuddle him, he'll get very pouty!
• mingyu cherishes the littlest and most simple moments you have. like when he has his head in your lap and your hands are playing with his hair, he totally melts under your touch and nestles himself even more in you.
• this boy is more in love with you than anyone else could ever be. the way he looks at you with sparkling eyes and a lovely smile is never ignored by you or someone who notices it. mingyu just loves the sight of you and your gorgeous features, he could look at you all day.
• if you're out and doesn't answer his calls, boy will get WORRIED. he'll start messaging you like crazy asking where are you at and why aren't you answering his calls, and if you don't answer then he'll start going insane. he'll call his members, saying that you don't answer his calls and is nowhere to be seen for about 7 hours, and bros would be like ?? dude they're just around the city partying with their friends, calm tf down?? poor mingoo, he's just worried :(
• he likes to see you interacting with his members, it warms his heart a lot <3 but if you don't defend him in a game, he'll get mad and pouty. he'd ask "baby why did you defend hoshi but you didn't defend ME????" and you'd be like "mingyu you literally cheated"
• waking up next to mingyu in the morning is your favorite moment of the day. his head is laying in your chest while his arms are hugging your waist tightly, (change my mind about little spoon mingyu) his heavy breath hitting your skin. you smile with the vision of that huge man all glued to your body and curled up in the sheets, giggling to yourself because of the duality your boyfriend has.
• whenever he sees some cute or funny video, he immediately shares it with you. you two laugh together and mingyu's heart races with the soft sound of your laugh, he's just so in love with you and he's totally aware of it :(( he shows you these videos just to hear your hearty laugh <3
• mingyu can be jealous sometimes, and he's very clear with it; boy tries to hide it, but it ends up he can't. if someone DARES!!! to mess with his baby, he'll get mad MAD. you'd ask him what is wrong because of his expression, and he'll be like "nothing, y/n. nothing." and then you notice right away he's just jealous. how to make him relax? kiss him :)
• when you show up in svt's set to see and support the members, mingyu is just so happy :(( the way he runs to give you a hug and kiss your face, he can't stop smiling because his partner is so supportive and sweet!!! "y'all, they came to see me!" mingyu says happily, making you melt of how adorable he could be sometimes. when they're back to shooting, mingyu tries to look cool just to impress you — and it turns out he really impresses you :)
• conclusion? gyu loves you so much sometimes it overflows! <3
a/n: the main line in this is very devastating to me
"hey"
wonwoo's voice is low, it's texture hoarse from lack of use. his barely-open eyes are fixed at you, blearily taking in your figure, as if he can't believe you're there.
there are better ways of enjoying a nice sunday afternoon than nursing wonwoo back from a fever -- but when his friend called you to come over, you couldn't say no.
you get the feeling that jihoon had another reason for calling you, instead of just wanting his friend looked after when the group went out for promotions. stay with wonwoo, he had said with a twinkle in his eye, he'll feel better with you here.
maybe your not-so-tiny years-long crush on your best friend has not been as incognito as you had hoped.
there might be better ways of enjoying sunday afternoons, but you wouldn't take them over sitting at wonwoo's bedside, waiting for him to wake up -- not when you know he would do the same.
"hi wonwoo", you respond, your voice gentle, your fingers moving his hair back from his warm forehead.
"you're in my dreams again", he whispers, eyes closing at your touch, reminiscent smile gracing the corner of his lips, "stay".
you still at his words, unable to speak for a second. he's gone back to sleep in that time -- his hand lightly resting on your arm, head still touching your hand, a strangely peaceful look resting on his face.
you're in my dreams again, your mind repeats.
again. again. again.
do you dream about me too?, you think, before settling down next to him again.
A/N - I was in my wonwoo feels so I wrote this… I hope you enjoy!!
You weren’t really one for gambling, but you’d buy 100 lottery tickets if you thought it would give you even the slightest chance to quit your job.
Honestly, you were considering it for a moment or two. It seemed like such a good idea at that moment in time, but you somehow managed to pull yourself away, happy in the knowledge that you wouldn’t have spent a bunch of money that you’d never get back. Besides, you needed that money to live on and you were much too proud to ask anyone else for a loan if you didn’t win.
With a sigh, you walked past the convenience store and carried on your walk home. You’d just had a hard day, you told yourself, that’s all it was. You just needed to take a deep breath and get over it. Work was sure to be better in the morning…
Not even you believed that much of a lie.
Your house was almost silent when you got home, the only sign of life being the rapid clicking on your boyfriend's gaming mouse coming from his home office, which was more of a gaming room than anything. The door was swung wide open, the blue of his LED lights leaking out into the hallway. It was inviting, but you’d hate to ruin Wonwoo’s fun with your miserable mood.
You took your coat off, hanging it up on one of the hooks by the door, before slipping your shoes off and kicking them in the vague direction of the shoe rack. Tidying was an issue for later, for now, all you wanted was to get into your warm bed and tuck yourself away for the remainder of the evening.
Your foot touched the first step and then…
“Babe, is that you?” A deep voice sounded through the apartment halting your steps.
“Hi, Wonwoo,” you responded, making no effort to go to him. Surely he’d understand that you were tired, right?
“Were you not going to come and say hello?”
With a sigh, you retreated your foot from the step and began walking down the corridor to the room where Wonwoo was.
“Sorry, Wonu,” you grumbled as you turned the corner, your tired eyes landing on his pretty face. His bright eyes twinkled behind his glasses as they met yours, and you noticed the corners of his mouth tip up in a smile. “I’m just tired.”
“Were you going to bed, then?” He asked.
You nodded.
“It’s been a rough day,” was all you said in return.
Wonwoo didn’t need you to say anything else before he was beckoning you towards him. You complied, your tired feet guiding you to where he sat on his gaming chair. Warm hands made their way to your hips and before you knew it, you were being dragged onto your boyfriend's warm lap to straddle him. He let out a hum as you let yourself go limp in his grasp.
“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked, voice gentle as he pressed a quick kiss to your cheek.
“Later,” you replied, enjoying the feeling of your boyfriend's warm torso pressed against your own. You let your arms snake around his neck in a tight hug which Wonwoo responded to with an airy chuckle.
“Just want me close, huh?” You nodded, “I can do that.”
And he did. He held onto you with a tight grip as if you were going to get up and leave if he didn’t. One hand sat on your lower back, holding your body close to his, whilst the other sat at the back of your head. It was leant upon his shoulder, your face pressed into his neck. Not once did he make the move to go back to his game, or check his phone. He was completely fine as he was; with you in his lap, eyes getting heavier with every second that passed.
If you wanted to sleep, Wonwoo would let you. He was more than happy to keep you safe and sound in his arms as you slipped away from reality, the stress of the day melting away from you. When the time came, he’d carry you up to bed and change you out of your work clothes. He’d tuck you in before getting himself ready and slipping in beside you, just so he could continue to hold you close.
He smiled at the thought of getting to take care of you, it was why he’d asked you to move in, after all. It was a mystery how he’d survived so long without seeing your face every day as you came home from work. Without holding you close like he was right then, or cooking together on the nights you weren’t working late. It just felt so natural, like that’s the way it should’ve been.
Like you were always meant to be there, slipping away into a dreamland on his lap.
With one final flutter of your lashes against his neck, your breathing finally evened out. You became a dead weight on his lap, but he didn’t mind. It was comforting to have your body pressing up against his like a warm blanket on a winter's day. So he closed his eyes and relished the feeling, hoping that it would never end and the two of you could stay in that moment forever.
He knew that eventually, he would have to take the two of you up to bed, but for now, he just wanted to enjoy what he had. You, the love of his life, sleeping in his lap.
If this was what the present with you was like, God, Wonwoo couldn’t wait to see the future…
„m’cold,” mingyu nuzzled his head further into your chest, his short hair tickling your neck. you smiled down at your boyfriend, running your sweater paws over his broad back, trying to warm him up a little.
“baby, you’re a human heater, you cannot possibly be cold,” you giggled at his furrowed brows, and a clearly offended expression. he lifted his head, a pout on his lips, and just like that - you knew he’d get sulky.
“you’re literally taking all of my body heat, that’s why i’m cold,” he whined, squeezing your waist teasingly.
“maybe if you didn’t insist on using my boobs as a pillow-,” “oh shut up,” mingyu murmured, placing his head back on your chest, one of his hands staying at your waist, and curling the other under his chin, looking as adorable as ever.
“you know you can wear a hoodie, right? or cover yourself with a blanket,” you said, running your fingers through his short strands. “you stole my hoodies, i can’t wear them.”
even after being together for so long, you’d never stop getting butterflies in your tummy because of your precious puppy of a man. and as much as you loved seeing him on stage, and sharing intimate nights, you loved domestic moments such as this the most.
“i’m wearing one of your hoodies, gyu. you have tons of others,” he huffed at your words, clearly not agreeing with you. “but i want the one you’re wearing.”
you laughed at his silliness, trying to reach for the bottom of the hoodie. “what are you doing?”
“trying to get this off so you can wear it.” “no no no, keep it on baby. i can’t let you get cold.”
you rested your head back on the pillow, your hands finding their way back to his back, and shoulders. “gyu?” “mhm,” he murmured, his voice getting drowsy. “were you really cold?”
after a moment of silence, you felt a gentle peck on your jaw. “no, i just wanted you to hug me tighter.”
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nothing calms you down like mingyu’s big arms wrapped around you, the warmth of his chest against your cheek is so grounding.. makes you feel so safe
gyu is just so sweet.. so affectionate and intentional with his actions. his hands smooth your hair away from your face and rub up and down your back. he stays up with you until you can fall asleep, whispering words of love and support between soft kisses to your forehead, “my sweet girl.. im here, baby”
he encourages you when he knows you need an extra push, carrying you out of bed and sitting you beside the washroom sink so he can brush your hair, pressing kisses to your lips and puffy eyes. he takes you on a walk to your favourite cafe where he sits with you for hours, happy to see you eat something
at night he strips you of your clothes and lays you in his bed, his big warm hands roaming and gently massaging your hips and thighs.. not in the pursuit of sex but just because he wants to feel you, wants you to get relaxed and sleepy from his touch, “you’re so beautiful.. you have no idea”
A/N - I was in my wonwoo feels so I wrote this… I hope you enjoy!!
You weren’t really one for gambling, but you’d buy 100 lottery tickets if you thought it would give you even the slightest chance to quit your job.
Honestly, you were considering it for a moment or two. It seemed like such a good idea at that moment in time, but you somehow managed to pull yourself away, happy in the knowledge that you wouldn’t have spent a bunch of money that you’d never get back. Besides, you needed that money to live on and you were much too proud to ask anyone else for a loan if you didn’t win.
With a sigh, you walked past the convenience store and carried on your walk home. You’d just had a hard day, you told yourself, that’s all it was. You just needed to take a deep breath and get over it. Work was sure to be better in the morning…
Not even you believed that much of a lie.
Your house was almost silent when you got home, the only sign of life being the rapid clicking on your boyfriend's gaming mouse coming from his home office, which was more of a gaming room than anything. The door was swung wide open, the blue of his LED lights leaking out into the hallway. It was inviting, but you’d hate to ruin Wonwoo’s fun with your miserable mood.
You took your coat off, hanging it up on one of the hooks by the door, before slipping your shoes off and kicking them in the vague direction of the shoe rack. Tidying was an issue for later, for now, all you wanted was to get into your warm bed and tuck yourself away for the remainder of the evening.
Your foot touched the first step and then…
“Babe, is that you?” A deep voice sounded through the apartment halting your steps.
“Hi, Wonwoo,” you responded, making no effort to go to him. Surely he’d understand that you were tired, right?
“Were you not going to come and say hello?”
With a sigh, you retreated your foot from the step and began walking down the corridor to the room where Wonwoo was.
“Sorry, Wonu,” you grumbled as you turned the corner, your tired eyes landing on his pretty face. His bright eyes twinkled behind his glasses as they met yours, and you noticed the corners of his mouth tip up in a smile. “I’m just tired.”
“Were you going to bed, then?” He asked.
You nodded.
“It’s been a rough day,” was all you said in return.
Wonwoo didn’t need you to say anything else before he was beckoning you towards him. You complied, your tired feet guiding you to where he sat on his gaming chair. Warm hands made their way to your hips and before you knew it, you were being dragged onto your boyfriend's warm lap to straddle him. He let out a hum as you let yourself go limp in his grasp.
“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked, voice gentle as he pressed a quick kiss to your cheek.
“Later,” you replied, enjoying the feeling of your boyfriend's warm torso pressed against your own. You let your arms snake around his neck in a tight hug which Wonwoo responded to with an airy chuckle.
“Just want me close, huh?” You nodded, “I can do that.”
And he did. He held onto you with a tight grip as if you were going to get up and leave if he didn’t. One hand sat on your lower back, holding your body close to his, whilst the other sat at the back of your head. It was leant upon his shoulder, your face pressed into his neck. Not once did he make the move to go back to his game, or check his phone. He was completely fine as he was; with you in his lap, eyes getting heavier with every second that passed.
If you wanted to sleep, Wonwoo would let you. He was more than happy to keep you safe and sound in his arms as you slipped away from reality, the stress of the day melting away from you. When the time came, he’d carry you up to bed and change you out of your work clothes. He’d tuck you in before getting himself ready and slipping in beside you, just so he could continue to hold you close.
He smiled at the thought of getting to take care of you, it was why he’d asked you to move in, after all. It was a mystery how he’d survived so long without seeing your face every day as you came home from work. Without holding you close like he was right then, or cooking together on the nights you weren’t working late. It just felt so natural, like that’s the way it should’ve been.
Like you were always meant to be there, slipping away into a dreamland on his lap.
With one final flutter of your lashes against his neck, your breathing finally evened out. You became a dead weight on his lap, but he didn’t mind. It was comforting to have your body pressing up against his like a warm blanket on a winter's day. So he closed his eyes and relished the feeling, hoping that it would never end and the two of you could stay in that moment forever.
He knew that eventually, he would have to take the two of you up to bed, but for now, he just wanted to enjoy what he had. You, the love of his life, sleeping in his lap.
If this was what the present with you was like, God, Wonwoo couldn’t wait to see the future…
Can I request ot13 reactions of their s/o randomly crawling into their lap please, thank you! <3
their s/o randomly crawling into their lap | ot13
would internally scream over how cute you were, just casually settling your head in his lap. he’d most probably caress your cheeks with his fingertips or repeatedly lean down to kiss your forehead, because he just wouldn’t be able to handle your cuteness (even though you just literally laid your head on his lap, it couldn’t be that cute, right?). he would act very nonchalant and try to brush it off, but oh man, the butterflies in his stomach would make him go crazy:
➼ jun, woozi, wonwoo, minghao, vernon
this one wouldn’t try to hide his excitement, he’d just tell you straight forward that you're the most adorable thing, and that now he wouldn’t let go of you for the rest of the evening. he’d pull a blanket over you, tucking you in properly, because he can’t let his baby get cold (even though you’d be melting from his body heat alone). he’d run his fingers through your hair, and hold your hand for the whole time, not letting you go for even a second:
➼ seungcheol, dk, mingyu, dino
he’d just smile, and try to tease you, but the second you give them the “it’s really not amusing” look, he’d shut up, and pull you closer to his body. he’d repeatedly ask you if you were comfortable, and that he could hold you in a another way if you wanted. he’d look down at you with the biggest heart eyes, not that you could see that though, but he really looked like a love sick puppy, having you like this close to him:
➼ jeonghan, joshua, hoshi, seungkwan
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“wait,” he said stopping you in your tracks, before quickly walking over to your shared closet. he reappeared a second later, carrying one of his fluffiest oversized hoodies you always stole from him. “it’s cold,” he murmured with a pout, pulling it over your head, acting as if he wasn’t the one who always got cold.
wonwoo’s eyes were still hazy from sleep, making him even more adorable than he already was. while looking into them, you couldn’t ignore the softness they carried, mirroring the delicate hands that tucked the hoodie around your body - making sure you wouldn’t get cold.
and even if you did, wonwoo would be right there to pull you close to him, his arms holding you tightly.
“now we can go,” he said, grabbing your hand after he made sure you’d stay warm, dragging you gently in the direction of your kitchen. “stay close to me so you don’t bump into anything.”
you weren’t sure if it was the late hour, or the fact that you haven’t seen each other for a while, but you couldn’t remember the last time that wonwoo had been so protective over you. sure, he usually was, not in a possessive way of course, but this soft domestic protection made you so incredibly soft, and you couldn’t help but squeeze his hand a bit tighter.
reaching the kitchen, you immediately went for the top shelf where you kept the plates, but before you could even raise your hand, wonwoo grabbed your arm, spinning you around, so that you were facing him.
“you know i can do things myself, right?” you smiled at him, caressing the side of his waist with your sweater paws. “of course i do, darling,” he said, like that was the most obvious thing in the world. instead of letting you get the plates yourself, he picked you up, and placed you at the kitchen counter.
“don’t you think this is a bit too cliche?” you laughed, spreading your legs, so wonwoo could comfortably stand between them. “no,” he whispered, leaning his forehead onto yours, and placing his cold hands on your thighs. “not tonight.”
for a second, you got so caught up in the moment, you forgot why you actually got up in the middle of the night for.
“wonwoo, baby,” you said quietly, not to startle him. “mmm?” caressing the back of his head, you pressed a soft peck on his cheek. “you know what we came here for right? the quicker we find something to eat, the quicker we’ll get back to bed.”
“but i’m the small spoon tonight,” he murmured, his forehead still leaning on yours. “of course you are.”
i just had to use these photos as icons, because once again, wonwoo made me simp for him per usual
thank you for requesting! i’ve nearly finished the maknae line version that i’m guessing you requested as well. i’ll hopefully get that posted within the next week!
synopsis: seventeen members and the 13 reasons why/how you fell in love with them
warning/s: food mention, swearing, mentions of alcohol, broken bones, menstruation, mentions of death or a friend, pregnancy.
genre/s: non-idol svt! x reader falling in love
note: pls this is not about the tv show by the same name in any way!! lol. enjoy 🍀
seungcheol:
his smile. it was the first thing you noticed about him. you spotted him working behind the counter of your favorite coffee shop. ordering was going to be difficult but you got through it smoothly. after coming in nearly once a day for a week and ordering the same coffee he finally spoke to you. “flat white with oat milk, right?” and there was that smile again. you just nodded and went to present your card to him and he waved you buy, paying for your coffee with his free daily employee beverage. calling out your order a name ‘cheol’ and a time and a place to meet him for a date written on the drink ticket with a smile. He told you to promise you’d come so you can go out for a drink which you did. you found out he’s not just an employee but an owner. you kept seeing him after that, it got serious, the coffee was always free, and the smile was always on his face just as it was yours.
jeonghan:
his nature. Something about your co-worker made people flock to him, you never understood why, you always felt he was doing it for show. The joking, the laughter, his winking in your direction, you didn’t like him, you couldn’t when his whole life felt like it was out to torture you. You on the other hand didn’t have the same magnetic energy he did, you were quiet and reserved while he was talkative and spirited. The first time you spent alone with him you realized what the hype was about. You were working late on a project thinking you had the office to yourself, but little did you know the office to your side was Jeonghan. You were starting to get tired so you had decided to break out the tequila you keep on your bar cart for nights like this, taking a break from your computer you poured a glass and shot it back, now putting on a favorite song of yours to let your body move after being sedentary dancing with your back to the glass wall and door hiding you from the outside world came a knock that startled you, before even turning around you stopped the music and took a deep breath in not believing someone saw you letting loose. “Oh, shit.” you were staring at Jeonghan in your doorway, “I thought I was alone, I apologize.” His hand waved your way signaling you not to worry and he stepped through the threshold, pouring two more drinks for the pair of you. “I don’t mind by the way, it's good to get your energy up.” a cheeky smile appeared pressing play on your computer again, the two of you spent your restless night dancing away in your office, you finally understood why so many loved him, now you did too.
joshua:
his advice. joshua was your older brother's best friend, basically a siamese twin connection at his hip since birth. growing up with him was special to you, he always helped you. Even the first time you got your period he ran to the store to buy you a box of pads and told you not to be embarrassed. your first college party he lectured you about taking drinks from strangers and offered to drive you there and back home safely. gave you advice on boys and losing friends. Somehow he always knew the perfect words to say to you. When you were in your twenties a close friend of yours passed away and he accompanied you through your whole grieving process. somewhere along the way he fell for you, your brother always said that the two of you would fall in love, you didn’t agree. After years of just nearly missing the window for opportunity, your birthday was the perfect place to wish for a life with him. he pulled you along to the backyard of your home with a surprise, a necklace with your two birthstones on it and his advice finally turned into a confession. he’s been in love with you since that night he brought you home, you didn’t remember telling him you had a crush then, but you could never forget it now.
jun:
his charm. having a friend set you up on a blind date made you want to throw up, she gave you the rundown on everything about him. he was her co-worker, he had a smile that would make you just happy from looking at him, loved his family, well dressed, and on and on, but knowing that she already approved of him made your stomach sick, what if you didn’t like him? what if you continue being your only friend not in love or with a significant other forever. as you got dressed you felt the need to try harder than normal, its stupid to have high expectations of someone you’ve never even met, but you heard about how great he was from the rundown you knew you had to live up to the things she might have said to him about you. waiting outside the restaurant for this supposed dream guy you wanted to flee, you just pretended to talk on your phone waiting for him to arrive and suddenly a face came into your view. wide cat like eyes, perfectly tousled hair, freckles plastered across his face like a constellation, he was beautiful and it was like someone perfectly crafted your ideal type. he introduced himself as jun, a name that perfectly suited his cute nature and that's when you knew. The date spanned nearly your entire night into the morning, just talking, enjoying his company. you showed him pictures of your cats and he begged you to meet them, you got bolder saying if he takes you on a second date he could meet them on the third which he did. from being scared to being here on your wedding night only two years after meeting him, you knew you’d never let him go.
soonyoung:
his childlike energy. he was your first boyfriend after your last breakup that took you years to move on from. your ex was someone you thought you could see yourself marrying, but it was all a lie. you needed to feel the touch and comfort of another person in your life so you had decided to download a dating app, the thought of having to tell other people especially your family that you met someone online was terrifying, but maybe it could be worth it. you sparked a conversation with a guy that had an oddly similar photo to one on your profile of you holding a stuffed tiger, the same tiger that you got at summer camp as a kid a sign? it must have been, on your first date you found out that two years apart you both attended the same one and you still had your camp mascot cubs sitting on your bed. a symbol of your youth, that what he was to you. from becoming counselors, a natural evolution from being campers,. to reliving your first trip to an amusement park and tasting their salted pretzels and cotton candy, trying to fight the pit in your stomach as the rollercoaster flipped you both around. to organizing a fake prom that was for seniors at a nursing home. at this prom an older woman spoke about how the pair of your reminded her of the relationship she once had with her high school sweetheart, you found yourself in tears listening to the story of her now lost love and had to excuse yourself for fresh air. outside the music still playing the not-so-high school sweetheart you found came by your side, he confessed that being with you made his inner child so happy, soonyoung dropped to his knee and proposed right there, forever with him. you danced your night away in a sparkling dress with your forever by your side.
wonwoo:
his voice. upon first meeting you weren’t sure how well you’d get along, maybe he felt cold or maybe you were shy to look at him because you had a gut feeling something was pulling you to meet. he happened to be your partner in literature class, he offered to do the work separately out of his own shyness, but you insisted on meeting to work together not wanting him to think you’d take advantage of his smartness. he tried to turn you down many times, finally agreeing after you persisted. at some point along the way you both had enough of the awkwardness and got to know each other outside of the confines of the library. the first time you had hung out you vowed not to talk about work so you talked about him, his interests, his family, his friends. the whole time you were entranced by his soft deep tone. after your report was finished you didn’t see him outside of class and your heart felt heavy. you reached out and reached out seeing him passing by, but you were ignored. one night walking back to your dorm you heard that voice yelling your name behind you, you felt it was against your better judgment to ignore him so you turned around. he confessed that he was ignoring you only because he had fallen for you. that sweet voice coming to your ears like a love poem, all for you.
jihoon:
his view. sometimes you were a bit of a pessimist, someone who had their glass half empty. you're not sure what made you that way, but you assumed it had a lot to do with the rejection of your feelings growing up. you had a friend though, who's view wasn't half full or half empty, he just views it as a glass of water, empty if you drank half and full if you didn't fill it to the brim. he always was surprising you by changing how you view the world and your place in it. he doesn't have to say anything, but its almost like you can read his mind. you always viewed things with judgement and not empathy or sat around to think why something could be the way that it presented itself. everything wrong that happened in your life felt like it had an effect to change your brain into thinking your the problem. you had gotten cheated on by a boyfriend, you were going to make it all about you and how maybe you just didn't put enough of yourself into the relationship and denied someones feelings but jihoon wouldn't let you, he changed your mind. he just simply told you sometimes things aren't meant to go the way you had planned them, that maybe this ex partner just wasn't in the cards and that your pain could manifest as realizing every action was a plan leading you onto the next good thing in your life. it was that night you realized life was leading you in his direction. that you needed to be around someone who could change your view from the normal negativity and be the positive influence you needed forever.
seokmin:
his genuine kindness. you met while at a hospital urgent care. nothing serious you just had fallen off your bike and thought you maybe had broken your arm. (which you did) while waiting for the nurse to call your name sitting in the waiting room a boy walked in with his friend, who clearly was under the weather, he sat in an empty chair the one a seat away from you in fact while his friend checked in with the nurse, sitting and waiting anxiously he turned and smiled your way. “are you okay?” to which you just giggled back, still holding onto your right arm trying not to move it too much. “uh, well i am in urgent care, so yes.” it just made him embarrassed, but he comforted you and you never even got his name. the next time you saw him, your arm now in a cast, was at the park, he was walking a dog talking sweetly to the cute fur ball asking if they wanted a treat, he waved your way. “oh wow, hi. so broken?” he pointed at your arm. “broken.” he made a tsk tsk sound your way and took a sharpie out of his side bag, “may i?” And you just nodded as a sign for him to take it away. “i’m seokmin, i wrote my number too, you’re beautiful by the way.” he took your breath away. “i’m a nursing student so if you want any help or anything… or to go on a date text me okay?” obviously you texted him and he nursed you and your arm back to 100%
mingyu:
his shoulders. the shoulders you cried on for many years over people who didn’t deserve you, the shoulders that carried your tipsy body to bed when you had a long day and fell asleep on his couch. he was always there for you if you needed him, he would drop everything for you, but you never knew his true feelings.. well yet. mingyu let himself through the doors of your apartment, clearly out of breath coming to your rescue again after a bad date, food and drinks in hand. you sat shoulder to shoulder on your couch not talking for a moment waiting for you to open up to him. placing your takeout box down on the floor you just looked into his eyes, without words between you he wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you into his lap. there was always comfort for you in his touch and it made you feel whole. Now sitting on his legs, your eyes looking up at him, you welled with tears. “i’m sorry you have to keep saving me when I’m like this.” his hand came up to stroke your hair telling you he wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. after explaining to him why you called, he went silent for a moment, crushing you in his embrace and telling you how much he cared about you which was cut off with the kiss that turned your world around. you knew he’d never make you feel as bad as the other guys you’ve dated, you finally could spend time resting on his shoulders with a smile and not tears.
minghao:
his hands. when you saw a flier posted at a local cafe for art classes you never thought it would bring you to a teacher that inspired you. when you first signed up you just thought it would be a nice destress from your work week and a chance to meet people outside of your circle. the first few classes had been taught by a lovely woman who mentioned her due date for her first child. about five classes in when you arrived she hadn't been the one sitting behind the desk. minghao told everyone she safely had her child the night before and that everyone is healthy so he'd be there filling in while she was on leave. the first thing you noticed about him was the way his hands moved as he swiftly brought the brushes across his canvas. you almost forgot to follow his instructions as you just sat in awe of your new teacher. he had come to your side asking if you needed help which you just nodded his way, his hands cold and stained blue grabbed onto the brush in yours, helping you create lines as smoothy as the veins in the appendage holding yours. something about them mesmerized you every week after that he found a way to get close to your side and praise your progress. excited to see him again you bounced into your class and took your seat only to be met by the new mother instead of the boy you came to be fond of. the class had been less exciting that day without him. when you were finished you grabbed your bag and headed out of the studio, finding those hands you craved feeling on your body holding a coffee for you. he walked you home, holding his warm drink and your free hand in his admitting he liked you from the moment he met you. now those hands are the same ones exploring you all over.
seungkwan:
his wit. from the moment you met him as kids he was always the class clown, making jokes in the middle of class, singing songs to people from the window of his moms car as they walked home from school and he passed. you never forget someone like that. he had the world laughing his way, putting smiles on everyone's faces. It had been years since you saw him, you moved away from home for school and stayed in your new city beyond that. coming home to visit your family for the holidays was special to you, but you needed a day off and decided to take a friend up on going out to a bar for karaoke. sitting under the purple and blue lights with some of your childhood classmates, giggling and enjoying someone gets called up to sing the first song of the night, “hello, paradise bar! we are going to kick things off with a hometown celebrity, the one and only, boo seungkwan.” your table all turned to see the once young jokester climb up the stairs onto the stage as the beat of the song started to blast through the speaker to your right, none of you could believe he was here and singing at karaoke nonetheless. you swore he saw you giggling and singing along. you made your way up to the bar to grab another drink for you and some of your friends when the infamous boy came to your side. “funny seeing you here.” he said, still facing the front waiting for the bartender to make their way over to you. “i could say the same, how have you been?” it was a simple question, but you were genuinely curious. “good, i opened a bar and came back here to take care of my parents.” a sudden realization hit “wait this is YOUR bar?” he confirmed, your drinks presented themselves to you and you wished him a goodbye as you headed back to your friends. waiting outside for a ride in the cold that same familiar face tapped you on the shoulder telling you to come back inside and wait so you don’t get sick the whole time you were here. you were sitting at a table looking out the window at the snow falling down when a warm coffee hit the table. “not coming?” he smiled at you taking the seat across. “i don’t think so, it seems like the roads are bad because of the snow, maybe I should call my mom.” he got back up as quickly as he sat down and ran over to the microphones. “fifth grade talent show, you sang summer loving from grease alone, how do you fare with a partner?” a challenge from the person who could beat you in a singing competition. “you’re on, boo.” you laughed and sang until the sun came up and the roads cleared. driving you back to your childhood home he confessed something to you, that he always wanted to make you smile and laugh at his jokes, then and now. you kissed him from the passenger seat of his car and told him not to be a stranger.
vernon:
his taste. something about him you just missed. he was an ex and an ex you never thought you would've lost. you got accepted into a study abroad program when you had to leave him. it never felt right to you, something was missing without vernon. after years apart you found yourself wishing you could see him just one last time, going to movies together, hearing his song recommendations, watching him attempt to make a new recipe in your tiny apartment kitchen you shared. in your new city you found yourself missing him so much you went to the movie theatre asking the attendant what type of movie to see, the confession worker what candy to buy, and someone leaving the movie you were now seeing what seat would be the best to sit in. you ended up in the theatre with sour patch kids and a spot dead center of the second to last row, everyone else was piling into watch this new release. the seat next to you went down during the previews and as you turned you saw the face of the one who got away, vernon. you couldn't believe your eyes when his smile came into view holding the same pack of sour patch kids and a bucket of popcorn. after told you how much he missed you and moved there in search of finding you again. that invisible string not pulling as hard now, brought him back to you by the fate of his interests and you've never been more grateful.
chan:
his laugh. ever since you were kids you had been friends with him. you remember the first time you made him laugh.. it was when he carried a super soaker into your backyard chasing you around in the plush grass and you yelled “don’t shit!” instead of “don’t shoot.” maybe you were around seven, he’d never heard you swear before and was taboo to the both of you. he’d never forgotten it, sometimes bringing it up all these years later in casual conversation, like when you excuse yourself to go to the restroom or trip on something, it was an inside joke, but the fact he never let it go made you fall in love with you more. when you finally confessed to him again that laugh rang in your ears waiting for him to say it back and he did. you got your wish to hear his laugh forever.
a/n. jet lag was jet lagging yesterday and i forgot to post it so here you go!!
warnings. mentions of being in an airplane??
[ 9:36pm ] opening your eyes slowly, the first thing you saw was the oscar-winning movie you had been watching.
snuggling closer to mingyu, who already had wrapped an arm around you, you closed your eyes again in attempt to reassume sleeping.
mingyu let out a chuckle, causing your head resting on his chest to move a bit. you peeked an eye open and stole a glance at what was he watching. an animated movie?
“oh, sorry. did i wake you up? m’sorry” he mumbled, pressing a kiss onto your temple.
“what are you watching?” you asked, lazily shifting on his chest. your flight was quite long and you decided to use the opportunity of having a small screen with some movies on it but you fell asleep.
“the super mario bros movie” mingyu grinned and placed one of his earphones in your ear. then, mingyu started drawing shapes on your hip while explaining the lore “see, the big dinosaur-crocodile looking thing is bowser. he’s after mario because–“
you listened to your fiancé’s explanation, the hum of the aircraft you were in pleasantly adding to the background of jack black bowser singing about peaches.
as requested, a fluff version of: can i ask a request of wonwoo coming home from the huxley event and y/n is speechless
“it’s literally so unfair.”
“what?” wonwoo asked, frozen at the doorstep of your apartment.
he was so adorably confused by your sudden statement, you couldn’t help but giggle at his worried expression. wonwoo was certain that something bad had happened, and he looked like was ready to drop all of his things just to comfort you.
“it’s unfair that you’re so handsome.”
he starred at you for a few seconds, blinking in utter confusion, as your words finally started to sink in.
“you have to be joking, i thought something bad had happened,” he spoke in disbelief, sliding his glasses further up his nose, something he did whenever he was anxious or irritated.
shaking his head, he unbuttoned the top of his shirt, sighing - whether it was of annoyance or relief. you loved pushing your boyfriend’s buttons, it always made him so adorably frustrated.
“i’m just wearing a simple white shirt,” wonwoo slowly approached your lying figure on the couch, and slumped his body on top of yours, nuzzling his head into your neck. a second later, you felt a feather-like touch of his lips over your neck, but instead of placing a kiss there, he looked up at you with big sparkling eyes. “there is nothing to freak out about, baby.”
“you’re such a dummy sometimes,” you smiled, running your head through his slightly curly hair. “you’re the most gorgeous human being to me,” you giggled at his skeptical look. wonwoo was certainly not convinced by your words.
“stop being so sappy. i will never wear a shirt like that even again if you’re going to act like this, baby” he said, placing his head back on your chest, a quiet "hmph" leaving his lips.
“okay, if you don’t believe me look here,” you grabbed your phone from the table, opening your camera roll where you saved at least thirty photos of your boyfriend from today’s event.
“w-why do you have so many pictures of me saved in your gallery?” he looked at your phone as if the photos of him were the weirdest thing he’d ever seen. “you literally have me in real life, you don’t need to have that many photos.”
“don’t act like you don’t have whole photoshoots of me on your phone, jeon wonwoo.”
“that’s for artistic purposes.”
“yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night. now, be quiet, and let me explain why this outfit is so culturally significant.”
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your sudden question takes wonwoo by surprise, and he lowers his phone to look over at you. you’d been reading before, curled against his side, but at some point you must’ve put the book down — because now you’re gazing at him with an unexpected question and earnest eyes.
he takes a moment. “fate? like, everything happens for a reason, that kind of thing?”
you consider, tilting your head to the side. “maybe. but i mean more like pre-destiny, you know?” a pause. “like you and me, maybe?” you say, softer, more unsure. “do you think we were always meant to be?”
a small smile lifts wonwoo’s lips, and he drapes a loose arm over you. “what brought this on?” he asks curiously. he loves the way your mind works, he thinks, and he wants to know all of you. everything you’re willing to show him.
you shrug, glancing away and back. “just thinking.”
“well,” he continues, after a moment — his eyes drifting off somewhere past you, as he thinks. “i’d like to think we chose each other. on purpose. maybe fate plays into that,” he adds, “but either way; i love you on purpose.”
that makes you smile, a soft, sentimental smile. “i like that,” you say, almost shy in your delight. “on purpose.”
then you clap your hands gently over his cheeks, giggling as you do it: “i love you on purpose, jeon wonwoo!”
an / sooooo delusional abt this man who doesn’t know i exist.
