macchiato pt. 6 ♡ woo wonjae x female reader
warnings -> rlly cheesy lol
synopsis -> y/n confronts wonjae in his studio
uh fluff? angst to fluff?
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You shoved open the doors of the AOMG building, surprised at the lack of security or secret codes to enter. You’d expect it to be a lot harder to get into, but you weren’t complaining as it made this situation less stressful than it already was.
“How may I help you?” The woman up front greets you. She is absolutely gorgeous and has a bright, welcoming smile.
“I need to get to Woo Wonjae’s studio please,” you say, trying to hold back you tears.
I don’t even know what i’m going to say to him.
You almost want to leave, but you’ve came this far. “Oh are you here about the outfit fitting?” she questions after looking at the clipboard in front of her.
“Yes ma’am,” You lie right through your teeth, hoping she doesn’t realize you are far from being fashionable right now.
“Ok, his studio is on the third floor on the right. You’ll see his name on the door.” She gives another kind smile and you make a beeline for the elevator, quickly pressing the button to get to the third floor.
Once the door opens you step out and you hurry in your direction. You take a right out of the elevator and begin walking down the hall, looking for his name on the door. As you walk, you pass famous rappers under the label, their eyes watching you as you rush down the hall.
“Who is that?” You hear someone say, but you finally see Wonjae’s name on one of the doors. You knock aggressively, shoving open the door before anyone can get to it.
He stands right in front of you, arm extended like he was about to open the door. His eyes widen once he sees you, his mouth opening to say something, but closing once he sees your tear filled eyes.
You slam the door behind you, frowning at him. “What the fuck Woo Wonjae?!” You exclaim, throwing your arms up in exasperation. “Why’d you go ghost? Whyd you break your promise?” You shove the gift bag in his hand. “I’ve been waiting for two weeks to give you this dumb gift and you just had me waiting for you, wondering why you stopped coming!”
You quickly wipe the tears that fall down your cheeks. “You promised i’d get to listen before you released it.” You sigh, watching as his features soften and his mouth forms into a frown.
“I, I just,” He stutters, eyes searching anywhere but you for an answer. “I was just busy,” He scratches the back of his neck.
“Bullshit!” You scoff. “I haven’t known you long but I know you well enough to know that was a god damn lie.” You shake your head, feeling more tears stain your cheeks.
“Tell me the truth,” You snap, feeling your heart beat against your rip cage. Wonjae is silent the moment, as if he’s mustering up the courage to speak. You look at him with a frown etched on your face.
“I-I saw you with Ash,” He mumbles, your eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “And I thought you guys were dating.”
Your jaw almost drops to the floor, your blood boiling from anger. “So that’s why you stopped showing up and broke your promise? Because you thought I had a boyfriend?!” You feel like screaming, how could someone so cute be so stupid?
“Well I was jealous,” He begins, looking at the ceiling to avoid eye contact. You watch him gulp and take a deep breath before he speaks again. “And I didn’t want to fall harder for someone who probably had a boyfriend. So I just, you know, stopped coming.”
You stare at him for a moment, blinking your tears away before putting together what he said. You groan in frustration and slap his shoulder to gain his attention. “Why didnt you just ask Wonjae?!” You roll your eyes at him, watching his mouth fall into a frown once more.
“I’m just not good-“ He stops himself from speaking, setting the gift bag in the ground before wrapping his arms around your shoulders and pulling you close to him. “I’m sorry.” He mumbles into your hair. “Please forgive me, I’m not good with words”
You wrap your arms around his torso, inhaling his warm scent. “Your album says otherwise.” You retort, your lips tugging upwards slightly.
Wonjae holds you in his arms for a seconds before speaking. “You listened?” he asks, smiling when you nod in response. “Did you like it?”
“I loved it.”
He’s silent again before he pulls away and looks at you. You can almost see him trying to say something, battling with himself to find the right words to say. Finally he take a deep breath and rests his hands on your shoulders.
“You’re what inspired me to finish the album, youre my muse.”
You feel as if someone knocked the breath out of you after he speaks, your eyes filling up with tears once more. Wonjae’s expression becomes panicked as his eyes meet yours. “Are you okay, why are you crying?!” He pulls you to sit down on the couch against the wall, placing himself next to you.
“I’m okay,” your voice breaks, giggling softly when Wonjae uses his sleeve to wipe your tears.
“I’m sorry y/n, realizing I was starting to get feelings for you scared me and I didn’t know what to do,” Wonjae blurts out, sighing once more. “It hurt me more to not show up than it did to think about you having a boyfriend.”
You laugh at him, shaking your head. “It’s ok, I just missed you.”
“I-I m-m-missed you t-too.” He stutters, visibly shocked at your words.
“Are you gonna come see me tomorrow?” You ask, finally looking at him.
“I’ll come see you every day for the rest of the year, as long as you come see me too.” He says, seeming more confident in his words, yet still shy.
Once you both calmed down and caught up, you let Wonjae open his gift, not being able to contain your excitement. He pulls out the green crew neck sweater, eyes meeting yours.
“Is that a hairless cat?” He flips the sweater around to show you, pointing to the embroidery on the center of the sweater.
You grin and nod. “And it’s green, like Dave’s. I got myself one too but I had to get you one because he likes you more than me for some reason.” You roll your eyes, faking a frown.
“Let’s go see him then,” He slips the sweater over his head. It fits big, despite him already wearing another sweater underneath.
“So you must be y/n,” You turn around to the sound of your name and your eyes meet with none other than Jay Park.
“holy fuck?” He laughs at your response, a tall man following him inside the studio. You recognize him as Code Kunst.
“I was wondering when we were finally gonna meet you,” the taller one says, shaking his head at his friend who sits next to you. “Cute sweater.”
“she doesn’t need to know you guys, cmon y/n let’s go.” Wonjae seems embarrassed at their entrance, face redder than a tomato.
“No I think i do,” You tease, swatting away his hand that grabs at you. “How often does he talk about me?” You ask, giggling once you hear Wonjae gasp.
“No I really think we should go. Don’t you have a cafe to run?” Wonjae seems frantic, laughing nervously. “She’s really busy, she’s a business owner, you know how that is hyung? Shouldn’t you be at Higher Music right now being their boss?”
Jay and Sungwoo laugh at their friend. “Actually a cup of coffee sounds nice. Didnt you say she made the best macchiatos?” You find yourself blushing at this point.
“Well why don’t we all join you for a cup of coffee? I am a busy man who works late.” Jay chuckles, patting Wonjae on his shoulder.
“I hate all of you.”
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