- I'm going on hiatus for a few years because I really need to focus on my studies. I've been writing stories for almost one and a half years now. Not only these stories in Tumblr but I've written many stories in my book too. Therefore, I need a break the get my sanity back again.
SYNOPSIS. in which your cuddly boyfriend interrupts your late night reading time.
PAIRING. choi seungcheol x gn!reader
GENRE. fluff, established relationship
WARNINGS. a lil suggestive, reader is smaller than cheol, lil makeout kissing sesh oops, terms of endearment, cheol is whipped, self-indulgent fr
WORD COUNT. 1.1k
notes: i just have this thing for soft cuddly bed scenes w cheol :(
Seungcheol really doesn't know why that out of all other times of the day, you choose to read during the depths of the night.
But he's not at all complaining𑁋he's blessed with this grand view of you with your headphones on as you're sitting up against the frame of the bed behind, knees almost propped up to your chest, with a tiny, dim book light attached to the bridge of your book highlighting your face. Seungcheol thinks this might be one of his new favourite views of you.
He flips himself over to face your direction, opening an eye so he could quietly watch you. Seungcheol takes a moment to appreciate the cute, subtle details of your face when you're focused𑁋the way your eyelashes cast delicate shadows on your cheeks, the steady rise and fall of your chest, and the way your lips occasionally move, silently forming the words you're reading. The only sounds in the room he can hear are the rustling of you turning the page, the distant murmur of the city outside, and the faint music escaping from your headphones.
Letting out a yawn, he takes a moment to check the time on his phone, eyes widening to see how late it was. Yet when he turns back to you, he only pauses, because you seem too immersed in the book to be able to go to sleep right now, and he really doesn't want to disturb you.
"Baby?" he calls out to you softly, yet you don't hear him as expected, only furrowing up a brow at what Seungcheol could assume was you reading a peculiar scene in your book. He feels his shoulders deflate.
Instead, with a huffed breath, he can only take to sinking back within the bedsheets and hoping that you'd fall asleep after him.
But he can't fall asleep, no matter how much tossing and turning he does, since it's almost outrageous to his mind to the thought of him falling asleep without at least holding you in his arms like he always does.
Seungcheol turns himself over once more, a pout at his lips as he scoots closer towards you, yet you still don't seem to notice him. He contemplates for a moment, glancing down at your free hand at your side, and a thought crosses his mind. Slowly, he grabs your hand into his, intertwining your fingers together, and the action is just so natural and instinctive like a missing puzzle piece fitting perfectly into place.
He glances at you, noticing the slight smile that tugs at the corners of your lips as you continue reading. It isn't until he starts drawing circles on your palm and picking at your sleeve that finally grabs your attention, and you pick your head up to look at him, slipping your headphones off.
You watch the way he continues playing with your hand𑁋from drawing shapes on it, tracing the creases on your palm, to running a finger over your knuckles𑁋like it's the most interesting thing in the world.
"Cheol, what are you doing?" You ask bemusedly, attempting to pull your hand away but he just tugs it back.
"Hmm, missing you," he coos softly, adjusting your hands so that your flat palms are touching each other. The fact that the size of your hand is perfectly smaller than his is utterly adorable. "Your hand is small, you know?"
You roll your eyes, as if annoyed. "And yours is huge. We've been over this already."
"It's cute." He locks your fingers together again, tilting his head slightly to look at you. "You're cute."
You only click your tongue, biting back the smile to your face and the heat threatening up your neck as you bring your attention back to your book.
You release your hand from his. "Let me go read𑁋"
But before you can go back to reading, you feel a pair of arms wrap around and pull you into a tight embrace, knocking the book off your lap. A surprised gasp flies out of you, and in one swift motion, Seungcheol flips you both over so that he's now hovering over you. Your book is long forgotten on the floor as you stare up at him in surprise, the dim light casting a soft glow on both your faces.
Something catches in your throat as you lock eyes with him. If you listen closely, his breathing is just as unstable as your heartbeat, like he's breathless already. His dark gaze seems to hold a silent request, glancing between your eyes and your mouth. It bares a question that doesn't need words, and you answer with a small nod.
And with that, he leans down to press a kiss to your lips. It's soft, tender like always, and it doesn't take much for your body to go all limp below his as it deepens. He presses his weight against you carefully, making sure you're comfortable beneath him.
You feel the way he trails his fingers along your arm until he reaches your hand once again. With a deliberate move, he laces your fingers together before bringing your hand up to pin it gently against the pillow behind your head.
Seungcheol breaks the kiss, his eyes searching yours for any sign of discomfort.
"Okay?" he asks, voice a low murmur.
You nod, even though your heart is more than ready to burst out of your chest at any given moment. "Okay."
His eyes only soften, the smile to his face widening, a couple of shy giggles escaping your mouths together and into the thick air surrounding you both. He captures your lips once again in another sweet, lingering kiss, before nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.
"So pretty," Seungcheol whispers against your skin, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. He starts peppering feather-light kisses along your jawline, his hand gentle on your waist as he revels in the simple joy of holding you close. You lightly run your fingers through his hair, the soft strands slipping through your fingertips.
"Why are you being so... so touchy right now?" You tease impishly, sighing contentedly at his touch, feeling the soft vibrations of his laughter against your cheek.
"I dunno," he admits simply, pulling back slightly to look into your eyes. "You were reading too much."
"I was only reading for, like, an hour. That's not that long."
"An hour too long," he counters sulkily, pressing a soft peck to the tip of your nose. "I can't fall asleep without you."
You let out a playful scoff, running your fingertips up the exposed skin of his back ridden up from the black hoodie he wore. "You're such a big baby, Cheol."
Seungcheol leans down so his mouth is just a breath away, and before you could register it, he's rolling over once again so that you're on top of him this time, his hands coming to rest firmly at your hips. There's a smirk to his face that you can hardly see, yet you already know what he's thinking.
"Only for you."
"For... me?"
"Just for you," he murmurs against your lips. "I'm all yours."
It's been 3 hours and you're still sitting on the couch waiting for your boyfriend Vernon. His group just had a comeback and since then he has been so busy. He never really had enough time for you but you didn't complain about it as you know how much he kissed his fans. He may seem to be energetic on stage but the reality is the opposite. Since the choreography of their new song was hard, he trained day and night just for it. It bothered you because you were worried sick about him. Not before long, you heard the front door opening. You quickly got up and went towards the front door only to see Vernon with his shuffling steps that scuff the floor. Just by his haggard appearance, you understood that he was drained because of work. Walking up to him, you gave him a warm hug which he eventually gave you back. You both stayed in that position for a few minutes feeling each other's warmth before breaking it slowly. "Love, go take a bath and let's eat dinner afterwards. I made your favorite food, ok?", as you told him, he nodded with an infectious smile which you gladly returned. He then gave you a small peck on your forehead and left. You went into the kitchen and prepared the food. Soon after, he came downstairs and sat at the table. As he saw his favorite food on the table, his face brightened up. You giggled looking at his face whilst serving him the food.
TIME SKIP
You were now washing the dishes when someone back-hugged you making you flinch a bit. You calmed down as you realized that it was Vernon. "Hun, you still didn't sleep yet? It's already late", you asked him softly. "I can't sleep without you. Can we cuddle?", he asked you with his sleepy eyes. "Sure but go to bed now. I will be there in a few minutes", He just nodded and went to his room upstairs. After a while, you entered the room to see Vernon laying on the bed, scrolling something on his phone. As soon as he saw you, he simply tossed his phone and opened his arms wide waiting for you to hug him. You chuckled and went toward him. You snuggled up against him, chest to chest, your heartbeats slowly catching up to his as if your bodies reacted simultaneously to your warm hug. "Love, I'm sorry. I'm too busy nowadays that I couldn't even talk to you properly", you heard Vernon apologizing. "No, it's okay love. I understand", You sincerely reassured him with a sweet smile. Before he could open his mouth again to speak, you cut him off with a gentle kiss. The kiss was slow and quick but filled with warmth and enough sparkle that made your tummy do some weird flips even after years of dating. Both of you guys finally broke the kiss out of breath. "I know what you're going through dear. No need to apologize, okay? I love you", you said while cupping his warm cheeks with your palms. "Thank you love. I love you too", He said embracing you tightly, slowly drifting off to his dreamland.
A/n : This imagine is purely based on my imagination only. I tried my best to write this and it's also my first time. I hope this is good enough to make you guys happy. Thank you for requesting too. It means a lot for me.. Thanks to my bestie too for supporting me..Pls check out her amazing stories too... @the-therapist-needs-therapy
Woozi wrote a song which was secretly for you but what if the secret is no longer a secret...
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You hummed according to the rhythm, listening to the newly made song by your bestie who gave you a satisfied grin watching your response to the song. As soon as you finished listening to it, you clapped cheerfully and shook your hands with him, praising it.
"It's good, right? Or should I–"
"Yes. It's amazing. I love it.. -but now eat this food. I know you didn't consume anything since yesterday," you said revealing the food you made making his mouth go wide. You chuckled at his adorable reaction to his favourite food.
"Jjajangmyun?! Did you cook it yourself? Wahh! Thank you so much Y/N-ahh!"
"Yeah, I did and you're welcome," you gave him the noodles which he gladly received and ate. After a big bite, his cat eyes enlarged as he looked at your direction with a satisfied look. He nodded his head indicating that the food was appetising.
"Enjoy, then. Also don't forget to take rest. To be honest, you look like a dead rat I mean cat. Okay, bye! I need to go home"
"Already?" The disappointment in his voice was visible. You noticed his unhappy face and sighed.
"My little sister is alone at home. That's why,"
"Oh....Okay," he sighed. You felt a bit bad to leave him all alone in this kind of creepy and huge studio but what can you do when your little sister needs you?
You made your way toward him hesitantly and gave him a kiss on his cheek. Woozi looked up at you like he had just seen a horrifying ghost while you smiled innocently. You patted his rosy cheeks and made your way toward the door acting as if nothing happened just know.
"I know that you wrote the song just for me. Sorry but I kind of eavesdroped on your phone call with your manager. Hehe"
"Wh—what? You're joking, right?" He asked you nervously with a forced laughter.
"Why would I joke? There's something I need to tell you too..I—umm..I love you too! Bye! Let's meet later!" grinning ear to ear, with your reddened face, you shouted loudly as you closed the metal door with a loud thud. While woozi was still sitting on his chair with a blank expression.
"This girl aishh! She is something," Woozi caressed his cheeks slowly. Thinking about what had happened just know, he could feel his face flashing crimson-red as his heartbeat fastens.
"I love you too," Woozi whispered as smile made its way to his face. I guess no one has made him feel like that except you>_<..
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A/n : +This fanfiction is purely based on my imagination only.
+It's totally fictional!
+I hope this is good enough to make you guys happy. I'm still learning to write in a creative way. Thank you for supporting me. It means a lot to me. Thanks to my besties too<3...
hoops or studs/sunset or sunrise/heels or flats/cherry or blueberry/perfume or bodyspray/night in or night out/cooking or baking/tequila or vodka/ penne or spaghetti/autumn or spring/festival or concert/gold or silver
disclaimers - mentions of alcohol / being drunk, unwanted attention, lowercase on purpose, no proofreading, fic under the cut
a/n - just a short fic, nothing special just shua being very protective :) been finding it hard to get motivation to write lately so this is just something from the back of my brain. enjoy!!
“next rounds on you, jeonghan! i can hear my bank account crying from my pocket!!”
going out with the guys after an especially long string of promotions was the perfect way to blow off steam. they always chose the best, fanciest bars to occupy. plus, there was an added bonus that if coups gets drunk enough, you can convince him that he agreed to pay for the next round of shots.
after having a couple drinks that were definitely stronger than you anticipated, it was time for you to make your way to the restrooms. minghao stabilized you as you stood up and less than gracefully made your way to the other side of the room. when you got into the restroom, you stood and looked in the mirror. as the room spun around you, you realized that maybe your limit has diminished as you’d gotten older. you do your thing and head back out, making a stop at the bar first to get yourself a glass of water. at least drunk you was still capable of making somewhat rational decisions.
as you stood at the bar, you half fell over but caught yourself on the counter. a man walked around you, hooking his arm around your waist and holding you up. you didnt think twice, assuming it was one of the guys just helping you out. but, as you looked towards the table they were all sitting around, the only empty seat was your own. now you’re filled with confusion and discomfort. you try to pull yourself away but the man tightens his grip on your side.
“now now, we both know you’re not as stable as you think you are.”
you try to make your voice as stable as possible as you make an attempt at pushing him away or getting someones attention, whichever you can manage first.
“im fine, please let me go.”
the man leans closer until you hear a voice from his opposite side whichs makes his arms tense, but slightly release you at the same time.
“babe, everything ok?”
joshua?
“not really..”
joshua steps closer to the man who has now completely let go of your waist. he lowers his tone and his voice becomes raspy and powerful as he speaks.
“i don’t want to sound like a douche or anything, but i can have you kicked out of here faster than you could leave on your own accord. so i would suggest that you make a decision before i have to.”
the man mutters apologies to shua as he steps back and hurriedly leaves the bar. at this point, you are completely depending on the counter to hold you up. shua puts a (much more welcoming) arm around you, making you feel secure. you lean into him with your head on his shoulder as the bartender comes over and shua asks him for a glass of water. the bartender hands him the glass as the two of you make your way back to the table. the guys shift down so you can take the seat next to joshua, and you sink into his side as he feeds you the glass of water.
at this point your night had been ruined, and the guys noticed that too. shua offers to take you home which you gladly accept. you both say goodbye to everyone as you head outside and find a bench to sit on while you wait for your taxi to show up. you babble into shua’s shoulder as he scrolls on his phone.
“thank you, shua.”
“hm?”
he put his phone in his pocket as he turns his full attention to you.
“thank you for getting that man to go away.”
“i knew you were uncomfortable, i just did what anyone else shouldve done.”
“but this is better.. cuz its you…”
shua chuckles as he rubs your arm, making you snuggle further into his side. when the taxi comes, joshua practically carries you to the car. you settle in and he makes quiet small talk with the driver as you slowly fall asleep on his shoulder.
when you get to your apartment, you pass shua your keys and rub your eyes while he unlocks the door and ushers you inside. he picks out your pajamas as you sit on your bed, watching his every move. he passes you your clothes as he leaves the room to let you get dressed.
you call out for him to come back in when youre in your pajamas, and he passes you another glass of water. you groan but he laughs as you take the glass anyways. he grabs your makeup remover wipes from your bathroom and sits on your bed next to you, lifting your legs and moving you to face him. his hands are warm.
when you’re all ready for bed, you crawl under the covers and watch as he puts everything back in its place. he makes everything look beautiful, elegant. even the simplest of motions are incredible when it’s shua. he pulls out his phone to book another cab to his place, but you sit up half way in your bed.
“shu?”
“yeah?”
“maybe it’d be cheaper if you didn’t get a taxi tonight and i could take you home tomorrow?”
“are you suggesting i stay here tonight?”
you give him a pleading smile as you pull back the covers and he playfully rolls his eyes. most of the guys have left miscellaneous clothes items at your house from other occasions, so he digs through the drawer and finds some pajamas to change into. when he comes back into the room, you watch him again. beautiful. thats the only word to describe him.
he slides into the covers and smiles at you as he leans over you and turns off the lamp on your bedside table. the night fades away, as you both fall asleep after mumbled ‘goodnight’s into the dark.
when you wake up, the bed is empty. you stumble out of bed, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in the right side of your head. the smell of breakfast enters your nose, as you get to the kitchen and see shua cooking at the stove. you walk to him and rest your cheek on his back.
“good morning, party animal.”
his eyes are fond as he gestures to the counter behind the two of you, where he has two ibuprofen and a glass of water sitting out, ready for you.
“another glass of water, ive never been so hydrated in my life.”
shua laughs.
“thats not a bad thing, is it?”
he walks towards you and looks into your eyes as you drink all the water and lay the glass down with a smile.
I HATE when people are like "pansexuals are atracted to pans hahahaha" or "bisexuals just cant pick" ,or when they use LGBTQ+ like an insult like: "oh so you dont like me? You are gay hahaha" like gouys stop being homophobic. Its not cool its not funny or something like that. JUST STOP PLS
Hello my fellow book-worms. This blog is for me to review some of the books I've read. There might be both positive and negative opinions from me so if you disagree please leave, because this is not the place for you.
Warning : use of pet names(shorty)(?), mentions of crying, use of curse words, Wonwoo and y/n are besties, confession, mention of Mingyu, reader's shorter than Wonwoo, addrative = attractive+addictive
A/n : This fanfiction is purely based on my imagination only. It's totally fictional. I hope this is good enough to make you guys happy. I'm still learning to write creatively. Thank you for supporting me. It means a lot to me. Thanks to my besties too<3...
Wonwoo and you are bestfriends. Both of you yearn for each other's love in secrecy until that one night, when he confesses to you..
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You whimpered as you tried to fight your tears which were streaming down your face helplessly. But you're efforts in vain as you recalled what you've accomplished.
"Stop crying y/n!"
"You don't understand Wonwoo!"
The tall guy was absolutely perplexed looking at his bestie as he knew that you're not the person to cry easily. He's cracking his mind maybe because you didn't even tell him what had actually happened.
"Can you at least tell me what happened? Gosh!"
Wonwoo grunted as he settled down on the couch in front of you. You got a glimpse of him stirring the hot chocolate hastily waiting for you to give him an answer. He looked so cushy and addractive. Thanks to the woolen sweater you bought for him last Christmas and the round glasses he was wearing that were covered by his raven hair strands. You didn't know for how long you were staring at him, your long term crush until he looked up at you catching you off guard.
"Tell me what happened before I throw you out of the window shorty"
You were not flabbergasted by his audacity to tell that. You were used to it by now.
"I just ended a four year relationship"
"Shit! What? Well anyways I'm so sorry to hear that"
"It's okay it wasn't my relationship"
Wonwoo's jaw dropped. His monolid eyes broadened as they darted towards you who was keeping on a cool face as if you did nothing.
"It was actually Mingyu's idea. Remember he told us that his so called girlfriend was cheating? I couldn't see him breaking down every single second. So yeah"
"Then why were you crying?"
"Do you know what crocodile tears mean? And to make you convinced I made it a bit more dramatic"
Wonwoo let out a disbelief chuckle as he gulped down the hot chocolate which was still warm despite the frosty temperature outside. You huffed as you made your way towards Wonwoo, gliding your hands around his tiny waist, you embraced him.
"It's not fair. My cardigan is too old and I can't tolerate the coldness. Cover me with yours, please"
Despite his now-flushed cheek, Wonwoo wrapped you with his overlarge cardigan. Your mouth curved into a smile when you felt his warmth surrounding you. You loosened up yourself and closed your eyes, allowing yourself into your dreamland.
Wonwoo admired your face, your features. Little did you know, Wonwoo had laid his eyes on you since the first day you guys met. You were wearing a woolen white fluffy cardigan just like his, with a sweet smile spread across your warm face, playing with the snowballs with the appearance of snow fluttering down like magical confetti. Wonwoo got a rush of butterflies as he recollected all of his memories since the first day. His heart thundered in his chest as he timidly pecked your forehead and nose while delicately tracing your features with his finger.
"For years I have yearned for you, for your warmth and your love. And I finally got it. I'll never let you go, my shorty"
"Okay, my half-blinded black cat. I love you too" you murmured under your breath, still feigning to be asleep.
Warning : use of pet names(shorty)(?), mentions of crying, use of curse words, Wonwoo and y/n are besties, silent confession, mention of Mingyu, reader's shorter than Wonwoo
A/n : This fanfiction is purely based on my imagination only. It's totally fictional. I hope this is good enough to make you guys happy. I'm still learning to write creatively. Thank you for supporting me. It means a lot to me. Thanks to my besties too<3...
Wonwoo and you are bestfriends. Both of you yearn for each other's love in secrecy until that one night, when he confesses to you..
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You whimpered as you tried to fight your tears which were streaming down your face helplessly. But you're efforts in vain as you recalled what you've accomplished.
"Stop crying y/n!"
"You don't understand Wonwoo!"
The tall guy was absolutely perplexed looking at his bestie as he knew that you're not the person to cry easily. He's cracking his mind maybe because you didn't even tell him what had actually happened.
"Can you at least tell me what happened? Gosh!"
Wonwoo grunted as he settled down on the couch in front of you. You got a glimpse of him stirring the hot chocolate hastily waiting for you to give him an answer. He looked so cushy and addractive. Thanks to the woolen sweater you bought for him last Christmas and the round glasses he was wearing that were covered by his raven hair strands. You didn't know for how long you were staring at him, your long term crush until he looked up at you catching you off guard.
"Tell me what happened before I throw you out of the window shorty"
You were not flabbergasted by his audacity to tell that. You were used to it by now.
"I just ended a four year relationship"
"Shit! What? Well anyways I'm so sorry to hear that"
"It's okay it wasn't my relationship"
Wonwoo's jaw dropped. His monolid eyes broadened as they darted towards you who was keeping on a cool face as if you did nothing.
"It was actually Mingyu's idea. Remember he told us that his so called girlfriend was cheating? I couldn't see him breaking down every single second. So yeah"
"Then why were you crying?"
"Do you know what crocodile tears mean? And to make you convinced I made it a bit more dramatic"
Wonwoo let out a disbelief chuckle as he gulped down the hot chocolate which was still warm despite the frosty temperature outside. You huffed as you made your way towards Wonwoo, gliding your hands around his tiny waist, you embraced him.
"It's not fair. My cardigan is too old and I can't tolerate the coldness. Cover me with yours, please"
Despite his now-flushed cheek, Wonwoo wrapped you with his overlarge cardigan. Your mouth curved into a smile when you felt his warmth surrounding you. You loosened up yourself and closed your eyes, allowing yourself into your dreamland.
Wonwoo admired your face, your features. Little did you know, Wonwoo had laid his eyes on you since the first day you guys met. You were wearing a woolen white fluffy cardigan just like his, with a sweet smile spread across your warm face, playing with the snowballs with the appearance of snow fluttering down like magical confetti. Wonwoo got a rush of butterflies as he recollected all of his memories since the first day. His heart thundered in his chest as he timidly pecked your forehead and nose while delicately tracing your features with his finger.
"For years I have yearned for you, for your warmth and your love. And I finally got it. I'll never let you go, my shorty"
"Okay, my half-blinded black cat. I love you too" you murmured under your breath, still feigning to be asleep.
I'm thinking of announcing my moots and my thoughts about them. I'm not very close to them but I'll make an effort to get to know them better by putting aside my introverted side...
Maybe I'll also update my favourite blogs on Tumblr and the reason why they're my fav. I'll tag all of them in the post..
