He didn’t like her and she couldn’t figure out why. But what she doesn’t know is that he feels something other than hate. Something she wouldn’t think of. Changes needed to be made but for two different reasons.
paring: idol!wooyoung x idol!reader
warning: just someone being an a**hole, cursing
a/n: I was so excited to post this
Your hands feel sticky from the perspiration collecting on your palms. Eyes glued to the windows as your manager pulls into the companies parking garage. You know you shouldn’t be as nervous as you are.
Your manager recites for the nth time now. You exhale and inhale closing your eye lids. Rubbing your hands on your jeans bottom lip tucked beneath your teeth.
“I’m not nervous, I’m not nervous, I’m not nervous.” You chant with following nods to reassure yourself
“I’m sure it won’t be that bad.”
“I hope not.” You say opening your eyes
Once parked into a designated spot your fingers fly to your phone. Sending wooyoung a text that you’ve made it.
“I assume you won’t make trouble and I can trust you to be here.”
You make eye contact with your manager and unbuckle your seatbelt.
“Of course. If anything goes wrong or when I’m ready I’ll call you.”
You’ve known your manager for about 3 years now and surprisingly you’ve never trusted anyone more. She eyes you in the rear view mirror and sends you a warm smile.
You grab a small bag with women necessities and exit the car. Squeezing your phone you wave to your manager as you begin walking to the elevator a few feet away.
Once you’ve reached the first floor of the building you see wooyoung sitting on one of the chairs aligned by the entrance.
You call out and he immediately lifts his head from his phone and lets out a wide smile. You jog up to him and into his arms. The first thing that hits is his scent. He smiles of masculinity with a hint of citrus. Next is his body heat that touches your ice cold skin when he encloses his arms around you.
“Gosh it felt like forever waiting on you.” He says pulling back
He leans down to place a soft kiss on your lips. When you lean in for more you realize there’s people staring so he intertwines your fingers pulling you towards the floor elevator.
“Sorry I had to run a few errands before I came.”
“It’s alright. Did you eat yet?”
“Great because seonghwa and I cooked something.” He says squeezing your hand
At that you smile to yourself. Awhile back wooyoung told you how he wants to improve on his cooking and been meeting different chefs for advice. This’ll be the first time you try his cooking and it’s an understatement to say you were excited.
As soon as the doors to the elevator close wooyoung pushes his floor number then swivels you around and presses your body to the wall. You widen your eyes by the sudden action but flutter them closed when he leans to the crevice of your neck and place a gentle kiss there.
“As much as I want you to taste my cooking, I’ve been dying to taste you.”
Your breathe catches in your throat and you reach up to hold onto his biceps.
“But your members.” You let out with a sigh as he starts littering kisses all over your skin
“B-but” you stutter when his teeth clasps onto your soft skin and runs his warm muscle over it
“That just means you’ll have to be quiet baby girl.”
Your legs start to feel weak as his grip on your waist tightens and his scent starts to become more intoxicating. With his breath caressing your skin you don’t know how much longer you’ll be able to hold on.
As you’re distracted by his nipping you don’t notice how one of his hands creeps down to the waistband of your jeans and he slips a finger past your panties. His middle digit slides down til it passes right through your slit collecting the arousal that built up.
He growls when he feels how wet your are by just his biting alone.
“That’s my girl.” He chuckles
The ding of the elevator opening has you immediately reaching for his wrist and pulling at his hand. He smirks removing his finger and turning around. An elderly man steps inside and wooyoung grabs your hand with his clean one tugging you out.
Feeling all hot and bothered you smack his chest and he starts laughing.
“You can’t just do that and expect me to be ready.” You pout
“It wouldn’t have been as fun if you knew my intentions.”
You roll your eyes but freeze when he lifts his digit and wraps his lips around it tasting your sex.
“Mmmm. I can’t wait to have you tonight.”
Your face burns and you keep your head low on the rest of the way to his dorm. It doesn’t take long to get there and when you arrive he immediately opens the door.
“I’m back everyone and I’d like to introduce my lovely girlfriend!”
His smile is wide again and you giggle at his boisterous volume. You recognize the members but only know a handful of their names. A young boy with knowable muscles sits on the couch holding a dumbbell. Jongho. When he turns to you he smiles awkwardly and stands up bowing.
You bow back and turn to the figure sitting on the floor beside him. His hair is blonde, long and has sharp facial features reminding you of a fairy of some sort. If you remember correctly his name was Yeosang. He waves with a small smile and you shyly wave back.
Coming down the hallway with bed hair is one of 2 tall members. You can’t miss his faded red hair and defined abs. You look away with yet another burn to your face.
“Yah! Go put on a shirt stick!” Wooyoung yells and steps in front of you to block the godly view
The boy mumbles something and you hear him padding his way back down the hall.
“That’s the bully I always tell you about. His name is Mingi.” Wooyoung whispers and you look up at him with sheepish smile
He closes the door and pulls you along to the kitchen. The first thing you see is a boy with black hair and handsome features. He’s the oldest of everyone you remember, Seonghwa.
Beside him is the other tall member and he’s reaching for a piece of kimchi as seonghwa fumes at him. He wears a bright smile unfaltured by the eldest gaze. You don’t know his name yet but wooyoung points and say,
“Yunho. He’s cool or whatever.” Wooyoung shrugs and at the sound of his name the boy turns to you
“Oh hiii. I’m glad we can finally meet you.”
You smile feeling welcomed by his cheery and friendly voice.
“I’m glad I could meet you all too.”
Seonghwa turns around and gives you a quick bow before turning to take the rice out of the maker.
“Where’s the small one?” You whisper to wooyoung and he chuckles
Wooyoung isn’t exactly the shortest member in the crew. He always brags about their leader who’s shorter than he is.
“In his room working on a cover.”
“But can you tell him that dinner is about ready.”
Wooyoung hums then gives you a kiss to the temple.
You nod and stand awkwardly in the middle of the living room.
“So how’s it going with your single? Wooyoung told me you where working on one. I heard some of your music and can I just say I am a fan.”
Seonghwa says taking out some pork belly from the fridge. You smile feeling more than comfortable to talk about your music.
“It’s going well. I’m pretty much done with it and all I have to do is record it.”
“Since you’re partners with our loud boy, do you think we could get a spoiler?”
Seonghwa raises his eyebrows turning your way and you smirk.
You hear shuffling coming from the hallway and you turn thinking it’s wooyoung coming back but instead it’s another member. His face is familiar yet you can’t remember his name. He walks with a serious look on his face. When he makes eye contact with you for a second his eyes widen but before you could acknowledge it they retreat.
You nervously bow to him but he pays you no mind as he brushes past you. Your eyes furrow wondering why he didn’t do it back. Is he ok?
“Where you going?” Yunho asks
“Don’t take long because the food is almost done.”
He doesn’t say anything and just leaves.
“What’s his problem?” Yeosang asks
“It’s personal.” Jongho rolls his eyes
A few minutes later you’re helping seonghwa set up the table.
“Please you’re a guest you don’t have to.” Seonghwa says reaching for the plates in your hands
You shake your head placing them down by each chair.
“Your girlfriend is so kind. Good snatch.” Hongjoong says smacking wooyoungs arm playfully and you blush
“Where’s San I’m ready to eat?” Jongho says taking a seat
And as if planned the said boy walks through the door. Everyone have taken their seats and the only empty one is across from you. You feel anxious as he pulls out the chair. For some reason you feel intimidated by him.
The dinner goes smoothly with laughter and a few questions thrown by the members about you. You tell them about yourself as wooyoung comments on things animatedly beside you. Even though everyone seems happy and bright there’s one member who hasn’t said anything and only picks at his food. Maybe today wasn’t his day you think.
“Now what the hell do you see in this guy?”
Mingi says and you giggle when wooyoung tries to reach over the table to scrabble with the tall boy.
“Hm good question. When I first met him he used cheesy pick up lines. Usually I wouldn’t go for those type of guys but he made me laugh so he earned my interest.”
“Clearly I’m irresistible to women with high standards.” Wooyoung says dusting of his shoulders
You roll your eyes pinching his arm.
“What’s so special about her?”
The table gets quiet when the member who’s been silent the whole evening speaks up.
“I mean come on. Does little miss perfect give good head or something? Her music is annoying and her style is..”
“Excuse me.” You say moving back from the table
It takes quite the bit to get you mad but this guy was already annoying you from the beginning. He ignored your welcoming gesture. Haven’t acknowledged you the whole evening and speaks out of nowhere rudely. Who do he think he is?
“San!” Hongjoong says in a stern voice
“Out of all the girls you had to choose her. I mean look at her. There’s nothing attractive about that.”
“What the fuck hyung!” Now it’s wooyoung that’s yelling
“I guess I could admit that you have nice lips. To bad they can’t help you sing any better.”
Tears well up at the bottom of your eyes and you wipe your hands on a nearby napkin. The chair screeches when you get out of your seat. You reach over the table and your hand swiftly moves across Sans face. There’s an echo from the slap and a gasp. Your hand stings but you know his face stings more.
“Thank you for having me for dinner but I should go.” You mumble and leave the dining room
“Y/n.” Wooyoung calls out but you ignore him grabbing your bag and walking out the door
A few seconds later wooyoung turns to san and lands a punch to his face. San doesn’t block and only laughs when he topples out of his seat. He holds his jaw wincing and when wooyoung moves to hit again yunho holds him back.
“How unfortunate.” San says lowly staring at the door you left through
