#ch:ravi

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character: VIXX's Ravi author: fifi genre: smut/fluff WARNINGS: rated M request: “a fluffy smutty new year's eve with ravi,please.”

“Let’s start the year off right, shall we?”

~

“Hurry, get in here! The countdown’s starting!”

You laughed out loud, grabbing the two cups you had just poured drinks into and bringing them with you as you hurried back to the living room.

“Eight! Seven! Six!” Wonshik shouted at the television, a paper party hat on his head and one in his hand. He gestured quickly for you to come toward him, a wide smile on his face.

You set the glasses down on the table, hurrying to him and chuckling as you let him put the hat on top of your head, joining him for the rest of the countdown.

“Three! Two! One!” you both yelled as loud as you could after the last number, Wonshik stopping only to blow all the air that occupied his lungs into the noise maker he held between his fingers. Eventually throwing the noise maker on the ground, Wonshik turned to you, smiling as his hands reached up to cup your face. He waited a moment, staring at you with a grin on his face as he tried to catch his breath, before speaking.

“Happy New Year.” he whispered, leaning forward and kissing you, pulling away much too soon to propose an idea. “Let’s start the year off right, shall we?”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, but the questions on the tip of your tongue were all answered when Wonshik snaked his arms around your waist, his hands landing on the small of your back as he pulled your body closer to his.

You nodded enthusiastically when you realized what he had in mind, your growing smile being stopped only from his lips pressing to yours again.

When his hands slowly traveled down your ass and grabbed at the backs of your thighs, you took that as the signal for him wanting to pick you up. You wrapped your arms around his neck, bracing yourself as he aided in lifting you up, waiting for you to wrap your legs around his waist before starting toward the bedroom.

Kicking the bedroom door shut behind you, Wonshik stopped at the end of the bed, leaning forward to lay you down carefully on top the covers that you had neglected to smooth out that morning. Your kiss was broken only to give you a chance to scoot farther up on the bed, Wonshik climbing on top of you and ignoring your mouth, his lips going for the sensitive spot of your neck.

You took the opportunity to reach between your bodies, your fingers grabbing at the waist of his jeans and working at undoing the button and zipper. Once the upper part of his pants were loosened, you reached your hand down underneath the fabric, grabbing at his already hardening length and chuckling as you felt him moan against your neck.

To satisfy himself as you continued to tease him, Wonshik lowered his hands only to reach up your shirt, continuing to peck and nibble at your neck as he squeezed your breasts in his large hands.

Eventually, Wonshik got impatient, disconnecting his lips from your skin and grabbing the hem of your shirt, making you release your hand from his lower half so he could pull the fabric over your head. His shirt quickly joined yours on the floor; and shortly after that, your bra, which Wonshik had skillfully unhooked from underneath you.

Both of you now bare from the waist up, Wonshik latched his mouth to your collarbone, sucking and biting along it as you ran your fingers over his defined chest and abdomen.

Wonshik’s hands eventually left your chest, travelling down your stomach and stopping at the waist of your jeans. After undoing them with more efficiency than you had his, Wonshik decided to get revenge, doing the same that you had done to him and teasing you through a layer of fabric. Your hands moved to his biceps, digging your nails into his flexed muscles and craning your head back further into the pillow, your eyes rolling shut as Wonshik’s fingers played at your clitoris.

“Wonshik…” you breathed, a moan escaping your lips with the second syllable of his name. You reached your hands down, eagerly grabbing at his jeans again, but not being composed enough for your hands to properly do anything. “Wonshik, please-”

He cut you off by pressing a sloppy kiss to your open lips, his nose hitting yours a few times as he nodded. Releasing his fingers from your lower area, Wonshik sat up slightly, pulling both his pants and boxers down his thighs and completely exposing his length. He let out a breathy moan at the relief, but tried to ignore his needs for a moment, adjusting his body slightly as to completely remove his pants before moving his hands to yours and working at sliding them off as well.

One hand grabbing his fully hardened length and the other simultaneously slipping two fingers inside of you, both of you moaned in unison, throwing your heads back and closing your eyes at the sheer pleasure. What always struck you as amazing was that this part always felt so good, and it was merely preparation. You knew that when you actually got going, it would be more than doubly as pleasurable - and that made you crazily eager to get to it.

As Wonshik pulled his fingers out of you and positioned himself accordingly at your lower half, you reached your hands up and grabbed his face, pulling him down to your face and kissing him quickly.

“Don’t rush.” you whispered against his mouth, pushing him away slightly before releasing your hands from his face.

Wonshik nodded, taking a deep breath as his gaze focused back on where his hands were. He braced one hand on your thigh, and you barely felt his nails digging into your delicate skin as he pushed into you.

Slowly pulling out, his nails dug deeper into your thigh, as did yours into his arms. He continued his motions, quickening them with each cycle. You both always seemed to reach your climaxes almost simultaneously, and you could feel it and hear it in each others’ breaths.

You were both dizzy with pleasure, feeling exhausted but endless as you came down from your high. You relaxed and closed your eyes to steady your breathing as Wonshik collapsed on top of you, his face nuzzling into the crook of your neck and placing a soft kiss there.

Eventually rolling onto his side, Wonshik pulled you close to him, his hand on the back of your head as pulled it down to his chest, burying his face into your tangled hair and sighing into it.

You felt your eyelids beginning to feel heavy, and you let them droop shut, sighing in comfort as you relaxed in Wonshik’s arms.

Half-asleep, you barely heard Wonshik whisper into your ear, the words being instantly forgotten in your mind but sure to stay somewhere inside of you, for they vaguely made your chest ache with emotion.

“[Y/N]....Happy New Year. I’ve decided that I’m going to spend every single New Year’s eve with you, and every other holiday as well; because I’m going to spend the rest of my life with you. Okay?”

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character: VIXX's Ravi author: minjee genre: angst request: "hi~ could you please write a story about wonshik & his gf? finally you got your winter break from school and so does wonshik (not an idol) you both decided to spend a night watching dvd and you crying all of a sudden bcs you had through some stress etc etc. how does wonshik handle it?" notes: Hey guys, this is my first scenario, I hope that you enjoy it. Ravi is one of my biases, so I hope that I did him justice. ^-^ 

To other people, you would've lied and told them that you were fine, and they would drop it. But with Wonshik, it was different.

~

It was finally over. You sigh happily as the bell rang to signal the end of the last class of the day. You gather all of your things and walk out of class, not even looking back at any of the people - all you wanted to do was get out of there as fast as you could. Being free from that horrible place for two weeks was paradise enough for you, it didn't even matter that you had no plans of leaving your house ever during that time. A hand slips into yours and you look up to see your boyfriend smiling brightly at you.  

"Hey, how was class?" He asks, giving your hand a slight reassuring squeeze. It was exactly the thing you needed. For some reason, he just always knows how to make you feel better.  

"Great," you reply, smiling softly at him, "I'm just glad that it's over." Leaning into him, the two of you leave school hand in hand.  

"So what do you want to do now that break has officially started?" He asks, glancing at you. You shrug your shoulders at him; there wasn't anything specific you wanted to do, spending time with him was enough for you. School had been keeping the two of you from seeing each other for awhile and you were just starting to miss his company.  

"I'm actually just in the mood for movies and cuddling," you confess. You weren't in the mood for anything too festive at the moment, since school just ended and you just wanted to rest and make up for all the sleeping that you gave up because of big projects and essays. He nods in understanding.  

"Should we rent a movie or watch an old favorite?" He asks, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulling you close. You smile softly and lean your head on his shoulder. He felt so strong and warm next to you, that you felt yourself relaxing, and you weren't even home yet.  

 "Hmm, old favorite, we haven't watched 'Crazy, Stupid, Love' in awhile - let's watch that again," you say. That movie has always been your all-time favorite movie when you are in a stump, with the perfect mix of comedy, friendships, love, and drama, it was an emotional roller coaster and by the end, whatever had been bothering you was long forgotten.  

Wonshik looks at you; he knows that you only watch that movie when you're feeling down, and you rarely ever watch it with company because you show so many raw emotions while watching it. He doesn't say anything for the rest of the walk, but you could tell that he is worried about you and wondering what he could do to make you feel better.  

  When the two of you arrive at your house, he goes into the kitchen to prepare the popcorn while you set up the DVD player and put on the movie.

As the ads play through, he comes back and dims down the lights. Placing the popcorn on the table, he sits on the couch next to you and you scoot closer to him, letting him wrap both arms around you and cradle you.

As the movie starts, you realize how much you've missed his arms around you. How much you needed those arms during the week, but never getting to feel them. You finally understand what effects school has on you, and they're not always good. 

You sigh in content as you lean into him, his arms tightening around you once more. It was so nice that you never wanted to leave. You wanted to be with him like this forever and ever, until the end of time - and even beyond that. 

He gives you a light peck on the head and then whispers in your ear, "You ok, babe? You seemed a bit uptight ever since school ended."

You sigh slightly - it seems you can't hide anything from him. He always notices when you're not feeling well, and that's probably because he's always so worried about you. You do this thing where you bottle everything up until it gets too much to handle, and so he's always watching for when you explode. 

"I'm..." you start, hesitating a bit. To other people, you would've lied and told them that you were fine and they would drop it. But with Wonshik, it was different. It has always been different with him, even before the two of you started dating - you know that he wouldn't drop it and so there was no reason to lie.

So you reply, and the moment you opened your mouth, it all came tumbling out, and you couldn't stop it.  

"Truthfully, I'm not okay. I haven't been okay for a week or so now. I missed you, I missed having you tease me whenever I pouted, I missed all the times when I would be so stressed out that I didn't want to leave my room and you would come in and drag me out by my feet, pajamas and all. I missed those days when I would forget to change for school because I stayed up late to finish a project, so I woke up late and you would go and change into pajamas so that I wouldn't be the only one.

"This week has been so stressful, with all of those projects piling up one on top of the other, all the exams that I had to study for, all the assignments that teachers relentlessly hand out - not the mention studying for the SATs. I don't know how I survived when you weren't in my life, but I don't what I did to become so dependent on you. I hate having to depend on someone so much, but you were my pillar and well, my pillar wasn't there for me. And I...I almost lost it more than once."

You sound so needy, like you couldn't live without him - but everything you said was true. You rely on him more than anything because he was the only comfort you had when things got tough. The tears were flowing out of your eyes by the time you were done.

He doesn't say anything and just pulls you in for a hug. He stays like this for awhile, not saying anything. But as they say, actions speak louder than words, and right now, that's all you really needed.

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character: VIXX's Ravi author: fifi genre: fluff request: “can you write a fluff fic where im/you're married to ravi and are celebrating y/our first christmas together with y/our 1 year old son? please and thank you^^~!”

You had gotten used to waking up in the late afternoon on Christmas morning to an empty apartment, and moping around in your pajamas regretting that you hadn’t gone to visit family for the holiday.

But this year, you had woken up to your beautiful husband and baby boy, in the small home that you shared - and it was so different, but so perfect.

~

You were woken up quite unpleasantly that morning by the curtains over the window in your bedroom being pulled open, causing you to immediately roll onto your side and pull the blankets over your eyes. You groaned, squeezing your eyes shut and trying to fall back asleep, though you knew you wouldn’t be able to.

Soft fingers grabbed at your face, and you felt the urge to swat them away, but you knew who it was and you just couldn’t do that.

“Mommy,” the voice came from beside you, mimicking the voice of a child though the tone was much too rough and deep to have been that of your youngster. “Mommy, it’s my first Christmas. You have to wake up.”

You reached your hand up to rub your face, squinting your eyes open. Your husband had sat himself on the floor next to the bed, holding your son in his arms as he grabbed at your face, both of them smiling expectantly at you.

“Good morning.” he said in his normal voice, bouncing your son on his lap.

“Good morning, Wonshik.” you whispered, not being able to help but smile as you reached out to your child, your heart warming as he wrapped his small fist around your index finger. “And good morning to you too, baby boy.”

“Santa was here.” Wonshik said, kissing the side of your son’s head. You weren’t quite sure whether he was talking to you or the little boy in his arms, but you listened happily anyway. “He ate all the cookies we left him, and he even left presents under the tree!”

The boy wiggled in his arms, more excited by the playful tone in his father’s voice than the actual words he was speaking, since he wasn’t quite old enough to understand them anyway.

Wonshik smiled up at you, leaning forward to kiss your forehead quickly before picking himself and his son off the floor.

“Come on.” he said, waving his hand for you to follow him as he turned and left the bedroom.

The grogginess that your body felt from just waking up made you want to groan and complain, but inside you were feeling warm and...generally happy. You had gotten used to waking up in the late afternoon on Christmas morning to an empty apartment, and moping around in your pajamas regretting that you hadn’t gone to visit family for the holiday.

But this year, you had woken up to your beautiful husband and baby boy, in the small home that you shared - and it was so different, but so perfect.

You climbed out of bed, stumbling slightly as your legs struggled to carry you down the short hallway to the living room. Wonshik was just entering the room from the kitchen, your child being held carefully in the crook of his arm as he carried two mugs in his hands.

“Here,” he handed you one of the mugs, and you wrapped your fingers around the warm cup as he leaned in to kiss the temple of your forehead. “come open presents.”

You cheerfully followed him, sitting next to him on the floor in front of the small tree you had decorated just a few short weeks ago. Wonshik set your son in his lap, reaching forward to grab the first present. Wonshik did most of the unwrapping, tossing the paper off to the side and showcasing the gift to the young boy’s glistening eyes for a moment before moving on to the next.

Once your son was finished opening his presents and was preoccupied with exploring those, you reached over and grabbed Wonshik’s hand to get his attention.

“I have a present for you.” you said softly, a grin spreading across your face.

“Oh? Wait one second.” he held up his index finger, turning back to your son and picking him up off the ground. After carefully placing the child and his toy in his high chair, which was set just a few feet across the room, Wonshik sat back down next to you, waiting expectantly.

As you reached under the tree for his gift, Wonshik rambled. “I got you a gift too, but you won’t get it until later...it’s not really a traditional gift, but I think you’ll like it-” his words were silenced when you dropped the wrapped box into his lap, his eyes traveling down to look at it as his hands immediately began ripping the paper from it.

As Wonshik held the box in front of him, his eyes wide, you explained your thought behind the gift. “I wanted to get you something that you really needed, but also really wanted, and that you’d get a lot of use out of. I know how much you use your old headphones, and how worn down they are, so I wanted to get your a nicer pair-”

“I love it, [Y/N].” he said quietly, looking over at you with a huge grin on his face. “They must have cost so much money, you really didn’t have to-”

“But you deserve it.” you interrupted him, grabbed his arm.

Wonshik sighed, setting the box on the ground carefully before turning to you. “Thank you, babe. So much.” he kissed your lips quickly, pressing your foreheads together. “Really. I love it.”

“You better.” you chuckled, kissing him again.

“So what’s my present, Wonshik?”

You tugged on the sleeve of his t-shirt, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck, as if you didn’t already have his attention. You had been holding yourself back from asking all day, but the sun had finally set and you were getting a little impatient.

“You’ll get it soon, once this little one falls asleep...oh.” Wonshik glanced down to his lap, where your son was sleeping quite soundly, his delicate eyelids drooped over his eyes as he let out soft, quiet breaths.

You smirked, bouncing excitedly as you both got off the couch. After handing the sleeping boy carefully over to you, Wonshik followed you slowly down the hallway and to the boy’s room, watching as you laid him in his crib and tucked him under his blanket.

Wonshik’s arm snaked around your waist as you leaned down to press a kiss to your son’s forehead, your heart feeling warm at the amount of happiness you were being surrounded with in that moment.

“Follow me.” Wonshik whispered as quietly as he could, grabbing your hand and leading you out of the room.

Your eyes were wide as you watched Wonshik push the door to his office open, having never really ventured inside before. In fact, Wonshik had to make an effort to pull you inside, shutting the door quietly behind you both as to not wake your sleeping child.

After sitting you down in his chair, Wonshik powered up his computer and took a minute finding the file that he wanted. Once he did, he carefully took the headphones he had received from you this morning out of their box, plugging them into his computer before handing them to you.

You waited for him to nod before putting them over your ears, your stomach twisting in knots as you waited eagerly for whatever he wanted to show you to start playing.

Soft, slow piano filled your ears first, the sound crisp and clear and making your heart jump slightly. You bit your lip, waiting patiently for the first verse of the song to come in; but not hearing quite what you had expected.

Wonshik’s voice joined the piano smoothly, not with the rap-style that you were used to, but with melodic chords. Singing was never Wonshik’s strongest element when it came to music, but you could tell that he had practiced it a ton, solely for this song.

You felt tears sting your eyes as you listened to Wonshik’s voice, shocked at how beautiful it could sound; and not only that, but the words that he was singing. Of course, you could tell instantly that they were directed towards you, and you could hardly breathe at the mere idea of it.

The song ended much too soon, Wonshik reaching up to slip the headphones off your head before smiling up at you from where had been perched on the floor in front of you.

“Wonshik, that was…” you shook your head in disbelief, letting a few tears escape onto your cheeks, not caring enough to wipe them away. “that was beautiful, Wonshik.”

Wonshik reached his arms up to wrap them around you, pulling you down onto his lap and holding you close to his chest, pressing his lips to the top of your head as he held you.

“I love you, sweetheart. Merry Christmas.”

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character: VIXX's Ravi author: fifi genre: fluff request: “A holiday scenario with Ravi where you thought you were gonna end up spending Christmas alone since your family and friends all went on vacation w/o you but he shows up at your apartment”

Wonshik’s sweet smile greeted you, his cheeks pink from the cold. Though he was bundled up with countless layers from the chin down, he had carelessly not worn a hat, or even earmuffs, and there were still dozens of tiny snowflakes that had yet to melt resting in his hair.

“Ah, Wonshik, where is your hat? Your ears are going to freeze off…” 

~

“No, Mom, it’s okay. You guys all have fun, and have a safe flight. I’ll see you in a few days.” you said softly into the phone, forcing out a chuckle followed by a ‘goodbye’ before hanging up and laying your phone on the couch next to you.

You weren’t going to lie to yourself - you did regret not taking up your family’s offer to go on vacation with them. You had thought that it just wouldn’t feel right to go on vacation with them, now that you weren’t living at home - you knew that you’d feel out of place. But only now did you realize that, with them gone, you’d be spending Christmas alone; and you couldn’t pretend that that was okay. At least not to yourself.

“How do you even spend Christmas alone? They don’t tell you about that in the movies…” you sighed to yourself, pulling a blanket over you and reaching for the remote. “I guess I’ll just...celebrate Christmas through the movies?”

You browsed the channels on your TV, trying your best to endure a Hallmark movie, but feeling nauseous just fifteen minutes into it. So, you changed it to a cartoon channel, which was playing the oldest version of ‘Frosty the Snowman’, not caring when your eyelids started to droop and knowing that maybe it’d be best to sleep the day away.

  You hadn’t slept for very long, it felt, when you were jolted awake by a loud banging sound. Your eyes flew open, your head feeling dizzy as you sprung up off the couch, startled by the noise.

You waited until the noise came again, and that was when you realized that it was coming from the door.

“I swear, if there are actually carolers at my door right now…” you mumbled to yourself, throwing the blanket off of your body before trudging toward the front door.

Without even caring to straighten yourself out, you unlocked the door and swung it open, fully prepared to tell whoever was on the other side to leave. But, after making immediate eye contact with the person on the other side of the doorway, you were speechless.

Wonshik’s sweet smile greeted you, his cheeks pink from the cold. Though he was bundled up with countless layers from the chin down, he had carelessly not worn a hat, or even earmuffs and there were still dozens of tiny snowflakes that had yet to melt resting in his hair.

“Ah, Wonshik, where is your hat? Your ears are going to freeze off…” you took a step closer to him, reaching up and wrestling your fingers through his hair, dusting the snowflakes out of it. “What are you doing here? I thought you were out of town with your family…”

“I’ll explain that in a minute. But first, I think there’s a tradition above our heads that needs to be kept.” he said, smirking as he tilted his head upward; only then did you notice that Wonshik’s arm had been extended upward the whole time, a mistletoe dangling from the tips of his fingers.

“Really, Wonshik? You don’t need a mistletoe to make me kiss you.” you chuckled, lowering your hands from his head to cup the sides of his face as you raised yourself up onto your tiptoes, pressing your lips to his.

“I know, it’s just...in the holiday spirit.” Wonshik replied once you had pulled away.

“Well, come inside! You are staying, right?” you asked, pushing the door open further and stepping aside so he could enter your apartment.

“Of course I’m staying. I wouldn’t tease you like that.” he chuckled, stepping past you.

“You must be freezing - here, go sit down. I’ll get you something warm to drink, hm?” you said, following him to the couch and waiting for him to sit down before wrapping your blanket around his shoulders. “I’ll be right back.”

You hurried to the kitchen, going straight to the microwave and looking into it’s reflective surface to assure yourself that yes, you did look as bad as you thought.

As quickly as you could, you brushed your fingers through the tangled mess of hair on your head, wiped your face clean with a few splashes of water from the sink, and smoothed out the wrinkles in your pajamas, cursing yourself that you hadn’t seen this coming.

After making two mugs of hot chocolate, you carefully brought them into the living room, placing one in Wonshik’s cold hands.

“Thank you.” he smiled, holding the blanket up so that you could cuddle up beside him.

“So, explain.” you said, letting Wonshik wrap his arm around you before you rested your head on his shoulder.

“Ah, okay.” Wonshik set his mug down on the coffee table to cool down as he spoke, and you did the same so that you could listen intently. “I was supposed to go out of town to spend the day with my family, but plans were changed and then cancelled because of the weather down there. I thought at first that I’d be spending the holiday alone, but then I got a call from your mother telling me that you were staying in town all by yourself.” Wonshik leaned down to look at you. “You know that if you would’ve told me that you’d be staying here alone for Christmas, I would’ve stayed with you too, right?”

“I wouldn’t have wanted to keep you from spending the holiday with your family, Wonshik. I’m not that selfish.”

“They have each other to spend the day with, I’m not the special guest or anything. Besides, I could have gone up and seen them the next day, or that weekend, and they still would’ve been just as happy. You know how upset I would have been if I would’ve gone out to see my family, only to come home and find out that you had spent the holiday by yourself?”

“But it’s nothing that you needed to worry about, Wonshik. It wouldn’t have been your fault that I was alone.”

“I still would’ve felt bad.” he sighed, sitting back. “I’m just glad that I found out, and that I was able to be here to spend the holiday with you.”

“I’m glad you’re here, too.” you admitted, snuggling into his chest.

“So...Christmas cartoons?” he asked, averting his gaze to the television.

“Oh, you can change that…” you said quickly, reaching for the remote on the coffee table. “I fell asleep.”

“No, I love Christmas cartoons.” Wonshik chimed, covering the remote and stopping your hand from grabbing it. “Keep this channel on.”

  “Sing me a Christmas song.”

Wonshik’s eyes widened at your request, his gaze floating up from where they had been focused on the guitar in his hands to meet yours.

“You know I don’t really know how to play this thing, right?” he said, his eyebrows raised.

You nodded, smirking. “I know. I just want you to sing me a song, you don’t have to play to it.”

Wonshik set the guitar aside. “You know that singing is also not my strongest talent, correct?”

You nodded again, chuckling to yourself. “I know. But I think you’re voice is pretty, and I want you to sing to me.” you paused for a moment, waiting for a response from Wonshik that didn’t come out. “Come on, it’s Christmas! The day’s almost over!”

Wonshik sighed, standing up from his chair and moving over to sit back down on the couch with you. “Alright, fine. But you’re not allowed to make fun of me, okay?”

“Why would I make fun of you? I just said your voice is pre-”

“Just warning you.” he said, pressing his index finger to your lips to shush you. He wrapped his arm around you and pulled you both back against the couch, moving your head to rest on his chest as he prepared himself to sing.

Petting the hair on top of your head soothingly, Wonshik began to sing as softly as he could, as if he were singing you a lullabye. He even rocked you back and forth as he sang, and you couldn’t help but let your eyes droop shut, relaxing yourself against his warm body and letting him lull you to sleep.

You woke up not even a few minutes later, not even having to open your eyes to feel that Wonshik had picked you up in his arms and was carrying you to your bedroom.

You kept your eyes closed, not wanting to risk Wonshik putting you down and making you walk the rest of the way. You waited until he laid you down on the bed, carefully setting your head on the pillow and pulling the covers up to your shoulders, before you opened your eyes to make sure that he was still there.

Wonshik didn’t notice that you were awake until he had slid into bed himself, laying on his side only to see that you, too, and rolled onto your side, your noses just inches apart as you looked straight at each other.

“I thought you were asleep.” Wonshik whispered, pulling the blanket up to cover himself up.

You shook your head, smirking. You waited a moment, enjoying the silence, before speaking. “Thank you for coming, Wonshik. And for spending the day with me. It meant a lot.”

“Of course.” he mouthed, moving his hand up to cup your cheek. “I wouldn’t have wanted to spend it with anyone else in the world.”

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character: VIXX's Ravi author: fifi genre: semi-smut request: “god your writings are so amazing/hugs to you all/<3 um, if you can a Ravi scenario where you guys go to the same gym and he begins flirting with you and after a few days working out together/flirting thing progress to some kind of semi-smutty or smut situation. /idk if thats a good prompt or not this is first time I asked someone for a prompt, but your writing so good I wanna see what you come up with^.^” notes: for some reason, I had a hard time making this full smut, so I just went with semi! your prompt was actually really good, thank you so much for requesting it!!

"It’s just - I think this might be my favorite workout.”

You had known that you needed to get in shape, making it a resolution every year that you’d start working out even though you knew you wouldn’t. You were extremely unfit, finding yourself getting out of breath after simply walking up a flight of stairs. That’s why you forced yourself to purchase a gym membership, knowing that you would never allow yourself to let that money go to waste.

It was difficult, to pick yourself up off the couch and drive all the way across town to the gym. You’d rather be using your free time off work to relax, but you knew that this needed to be done, and that you’d start to feel better about yourself after a while. It was just hard to get into the habit of it, and you needed motivation.

And it didn’t take long for you to find that motivation.

You could tell that he had been coming to the gym for a while - or maybe he was just very fit. You just couldn’t keep your eyes off of him as you jogged on the treadmill, forgetting about the aching pain in your calves as you watched him over at the bench press.

A cute boy was always the best motivation for you to get up and do something, knowing that you’d see him. You let this cute boy be that for you; when you found yourself complaining about having to go to the gym, you’d think about how you’d see him there, and jump straight off the couch.

Almost a week had passed of this, of you just being a bystander, watching him out of the corner of your eye as you both did your workouts. You didn’t expect to actually have any interactions with him; which was why your heart nearly burst out of your chest when one day he decided to hop onto the treadmill next you.

He bowed his head toward you before working at adjusting the treadmill to his settings. You bit your lip, trying to act normal. You wondered whether you should leave - knowing that you would never be able to calmly run with him right next to you.

But as soon as he started to strike up a conversation, you knew that you’d be there for a while.

He was excellent at small talk, having all these stories to go with whatever topic you decided to bring up. He kept both of your minds busy, focused on something else other than the pain of working out for an extensive amount of time. You were disappointed when he said that he had to head out, slowing down his treadmill and collecting his things. You waited until he made his way out the door before getting your own things together and heading home.

His name was Wonshik, you had learned. You had also learned other things about him; like how he was a trainee in dance, how he was going to the gym so he’d be ahead of all the others. You cheered him on, completely oblivious to the fact that you had started flirting with him.

...And that he was flirting back.

You had become workout buddies, I guess one could call it. You’d immediately gravitate toward each other whenever you happened to be at the gym at the same time, doing the same workouts and talking nonstop while doing them. You ran the treadmills together sometimes, but he also taught you how to lift weights and how to use all the other equipment that the gym had laying around.

Without even realizing it, you were acting in a way that obviously showed him that you were attracted to him. But no one had ever really shown an interest in you, so you weren’t exactly sure if he was showing the same interest or not. Because of that, you never took any big risks, letting him make all the moves - which he definitely wasn’t shy in doing.

  You pulled your workout shirt over your head, tossing it over the bag sitting on the bench. Usually, you didn’t change your clothes until you got home - but you had to head straight to your parents’ house for dinner, forcing you to make use of the gym’s locker room.

Before you got the chance to start pulling off your shorts, you heard the door to the locker room creak open. Not thinking too much of it, figuring it was just another girl coming in to get changed, you didn’t hurry to pull on some clothes, continuing to search through your bag for your dress shirt.

But the sound of a man clearing his throat nearly made you jump out of your skin, immediately covering your half-naked chest with your arms as you turned around.

“Wonshik?” you whispered in a surprised tone. “What the hell are you doing in here? What if someone sees you?”

“They won’t,” he smirked, nodding toward the door. “there’s a lock.”

You shook your head in disbelief, forgetting for a moment how vulnerable you were, only have a sports bra covering your upper half. “Couldn’t you have at least knocked, or something? I am in the middle of getting dressed.”

“I know.” he nodded, walking around the bench and stopping just a few feet away from you. You took a hesitant step back, your eyes widening with each step he took. “I didn’t think you’d really disapprove of the reason I came in here, though.” he quickly took the remaining steps toward you, softly grabbing your arms and lowering them from your chest before moving his hands to your face. “This is okay, right?”

You swallowed hard, barely being able to hear his words because of how loud your heart was pounding in your ears.

Wonshik’s eyes lit up, slowly moving his face closer to yours and bridging the gap between them, lingering just inches from your mouth for a moment before carefully pressing your lips together.

The first kiss was gentle and slow. Wonshik pulled away after a minute, looking into your eyes as if asking permission. You nodded again; and with that, he carefully backed you up against the lockers, the cold metal sending chills up your spine. He pressed his lips to yours again, more eager this time, his hands slowly making their way down your upper half.

Your kisses grew more heated by the second. Once Wonshik’s hands made it to your waist, he gripped it tightly, lifting you up and supporting your body as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

You let your fingers run through his hair, which was still tangled and damp from sweat. You could feel his breathing become heavy against your mouth for a brief second when you’d tug on his hair, causing you to tighten your legs’ grip on him and try to pull yourself even closer.

You hadn’t thought something like this would happen - you hadn’t expected him to make a move like this, and you hadn’t really expected yourself to let him. But there you were, eagerly undressing each other in the locker room, trusting in each other much more than you probably should have.

Taking into consideration Wonshik’s appearance, you had expected his touch to be heavier and his weight to nearly crush you as he climbed on top of you. But he was very careful with you, his fingers light against your skin and his eyes constantly asking for permission before he did something new.

The moment ended much too soon, leaving you both collapsed on the floor, more sweaty and breathless than you had ever seen each other. Wonshik pressed his forehead to yours, letting out a small chuckle.

“What’s so funny?” you asked, not being able to help but smile yourself.

“Ah, nothing. It’s just - I think this might be my favorite workout.”

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character: VIXX's Ravi author: fifi genre: angst/fluff request: “Hello~ can i request a scenario with ravi where you have self esteem issues, and one day you guys get into a fight and he says something that deals with your issues, and it really hurts you? But a happy ending please omg i cant take full angst” notes: I hope this was what you wanted, thank you for your request!!

You had to be perfect for him. You couldn’t let yourself do anything that might annoy him or that would have any chance of changing his feelings toward you. You were lucky enough to be able to call him yours, and you couldn’t screw it up.

You had made it a habit to tell yourself this, made it a habit to second guess yourself before doing anything, making sure that it wouldn’t have any possibility of altering your relationship with Wonshik. You were careful to not do something that he wouldn’t like, always conscious of how much you ate and how much you spoke incase it happened to annoy him.

Though you had been dating for a while now, practically living in each others’ houses, you had gotten yourself so deep into these habits that they had become automatic - you couldn’t escape from them. Even though you were at a point in your relationship where you could probably have confidence in the fact that it’d take a lot for him to leave you, you just couldn’t seem to let your guard down.

You weren’t quite sure if he had ever noticed or not, that you were so careful around him. He had occasionally made comments that hinted at the fact that he might know; saying things like “don’t be afraid to eat a second serving” or “talk to me, I haven’t heard your voice enough lately.”

Though his occasional words of encouragement should’ve put you at ease, you still couldn’t let it go. You couldn’t trust that he wasn’t going to be picky about things, that he wouldn’t easily change his mind after seeing one of your flaws.

And though he said those words of encouragement, they suddenly never existed when a negative comment would escape his mouth. You seemed to listen to and believe the bad things over the good, and this was especially true when it came to Wonshik’s opinion of you.

  “Honey, please don’t sing out loud. My head is aching and I really can’t handle it right now.”

His words caused your quiet humming noises to halt in your throat, immediately snapping your mouth shut.Your heart pounded in your ears, and you stayed sitting still and keeping quiet in your best effort to not annoy him any more.

You had been fighting that day, both of you in bad moods as soon as you’d woken up. You had been trying to avoid each other all morning, knowing that every time you’d acknowledge each other, you’d clash heads and get in an argument. You wanted to punch yourself for being stupid enough to start singing along to the radio, knowing not only that Wonshik wasn’t in a good mood, but also that you had a horrible voice and it probably got on his nerves.

You hadn’t been paying attention, completely focused on the fact that you had just screwed up, and suddenly he was pulling the car over to the side of the road, shifting it into ‘park’ before turning to face you.

“Hey. Hey, look at me.” he spoke softly, reaching over and grabbing your hand from your lap, squeezing it in his big fingers. You stayed completely still; even if you wanted to look

at him, your entire body was frozen.

“I’m really sorry, I’m not sure why I thought it was okay to say something like that.” he paused, using his free hand to grab your chin and turn it toward him, forcing you to meet his eyes as he spoke again. “I want to make it clear that I didn’t ask you to stop singing because you have a bad voice, or anything like that. Because that’s not the case at all. I just have a really bad headache today, and...well, I’m not going to list off excuses. I admit that I shouldn’t have said something like that, and I feel horrible for it. So please don’t take it as if I sincerely meant what I said, because I didn’t.”

You stayed silent, feeling tears form in your eyes and wishing more than anything that he didn’t have a clear view of your face at that moment. You were already embarrassed that you had been stupid enough to sing loud enough for him to hear, and now you were going to cry about it? What was he going to think of you?

“Do you believe me, sweetheart? Do you believe that I didn’t mean what I said?”

You instinctively nodded, but your lie made it impossible for you to hold back your tears, and your hands flew to your face to cover it so he couldn’t see you cry, even though it was obvious that you were.

“Hey…hey, please don’t cry.” Wonshik pulled your hands away from your face and replaced them with his, softly caressing your cheeks as he used his thumbs to wipe at your tears. “Please forget about what I said. I don’t want you to think that you annoy me or that I don’t want you to do certain things. Never hesitate to sing along to the radio, it makes me so happy to hear your voice. Will you please believe me?”

In the back of your mind, you didn’t want to let yourself believe him, not wanting to forget what he said and wanting to let the words linger in your thoughts. But the worry in his eyes and the concerned tone of his voice made it impossible not to forgive him, and you nodded in response, meaning it this time.

Wonshik smiled, his worried gaze softening. He leaned your head down to kiss your forehead before touching your noses together and staring into your eyes. “I love you. I really do.”

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character: VIXX's Ravi author: fifi genre: semi-smut requests: “Could I got a sexy, semi-smutty Ravi scenario? ㄱㅅㄱ” “Hello! Can i have a scenario where ravi is being so touchy and needy because he couldn't resist your (as a girlfriend) cuteness? Never once in his head thinking your cuteness and adorable-ness would make he turn-on lol. You're always be a smart,chic, and mature girlfriend (thats make you quite opposite from ravi's dorky attitude lol). Thanks!^^" notes: these requests were both fairly similar, so I decided to put them together, I hope that's okay! please enjoy~

You exited the steamy bathroom, a towel wrapped around your still-damp body while you worked at drying your hair with a smaller towel. You made your way down the hallway and into the bedroom, where you found Wonshik sitting cross-legged at the end of the bed, waiting for you.

“Why aren’t you getting ready yet?” you asked, standing in the doorway and looking across the room at him.

“It takes me barely ten minutes to get ready, while you’ll still be another hour. I’m in no hurry.” he answered, gesturing for you to come closer to him. He scooted his body back so you could sit in front of him, taking the towel from your hands and started to dry your hair for you.

“I was thinking maybe we could just stay home tonight,” Wonshik suggested, his fingers massaging your scalp through the thick fabric of the towel.

“What is there to do at home? We don’t even have any food to cook for dinner.” you replied, picking at a loose string on the towel that barely reached the middle of your thighs.

“We can just order some food, then. Besides, I could think of plenty of things that would be more fun than sitting at a boring restaurant.”

“Like what?”

“Hmm…” Wonshik hummed, taking the towel off your head and tossing it aside before beginning to massage your shoulders. “maybe a little bit of this?”

“Oh, well, I can’t say that that doesn’t feel nice…” you said quietly, closing your eyes and relaxing under the pressure of his calloused fingertips working at the knots in your shoulders and upper back.

After a few moments of this, he leaned forward and pressed his lips where he had been massaging, softly nipping his teeth at the sensitive skin there. Moving his face up to your ear, he nibbled at your earlobe, before whispering in your ear; “and maybe a little bit of this,”

You hummed a noise of agreement from the back of your throat as he continued to tease you with his mouth on your neck.

Suddenly, you were both interrupted by the loud noise of your stomach growling, reminding you that you hadn’t eaten a meal since that morning.

“I think maybe we should order some food first,” you said, laughing as you stood up from the bed.

“No, no, I don’t think so.” Wonshik shook his head, leaning forward to wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you back to the end of the bed. “We can order food any time. You can’t just stroll in here only wearing a towel and expect me to not do anything. Hm?” he said, looking up at you with pleading eyes.

You sighed, rolling your eyes. “You’re something else, Wonshik.”

He smiled, tightening his embrace and pulling you onto the bed, positioning you so that your knees were on either side of him. He kept his hands on your waist as he leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours once again, his breathing becoming heavier as he let himself get deeper into the kiss.

You brought your hands up to his head, running your fingers through the mess of hair that he had neglected to comb that day as your own kisses became more and more eager. You eventually ended up laying your hands on his chest and pushing his upper half down onto the bed, sitting on his lap as you played with the bottom hem of his t-shirt.

“What’re you doing? Get down here,” Wonshik said, trying to pull your upper body down toward him.

“Oh, I’m just taking my time,” you answered, grinning down at him.

Wonshik laughed, shaking his head. “You’re so damn cute, it’s practically killing me.”

You shrugged, putting your hands on either side of your face and smiling wide. “I know.”

“Come here,” Wonshik said again, putting his hands over yours and pulling your face down to his, kissing the tip of your nose before venturing back to your lips. “you said you wanted to do something fun?” he asked, his hot breath hitting your chin as he spoke.

You nodded impatiently, wishing that you’d both stop teasing each other.

Wonshik smirked, working at pulling the towel off of you and tossing it onto the floor. “Well, let’s get started, then.”

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character: VIXX's N & VIXX's Ravi author: fifi genre: fluff request: "Hi can I ask for a scenario where you like all of VIXX and both Ravi and N like you. They are both fighting for you. When N asks you out but has to go to some last minute special leader training. Then Ravi is out looking for some inspiration he sees you all alone and asks you if you want to hangout. You hangout with Ravi. Right before y'all split ways you get a call from N. He's asking you to come to VIXX's dorm so he can give you an apology gift for leaving you. So you both walk to VIXX's dorm." notes: I'm sorry that this turned out so long!! I tried to include all of your details and I couldn't find any ways to shorten it without taking things that you had requested out, and I didn't want to do that. I hope you enjoy!!

You dropped yourself down onto a bench, the hard metal sending a quick pain up your back, which thankfully went away almost immediately. You sighed, drooping your shoulders and looking around you at the people bustling around on the sidewalk. Everyone was busy on a Friday night, and here you were, going home before the sun had fully set, and at a time that everyone else was just beginning to start their plans for the night.

You had had plans; very special ones, actually. Hakyeon had actually asked you out on a date, which had surprised you. Dates didn’t come around for you quite as much as they did for everyone else, it seemed. And when a friend that you had known for years had asked to take you out to dinner, of course you were all for it.

But as soon as you had arrived at the restaurant, Hakyeon’s phone started to ring in his pocket, informing him that he was to appear at a some kind of training that he previously had no idea about. He apologized more than a dozen times, holding your hand in both of his and bowing his head to you over and over. You could tell that he felt horrible, for disappointing both you and himself for not being able to experience a night that you had both looked forward to so much. But of course, he couldn’t cancel important schedule plans, and he promised that he would find a better time to take you out to dinner before hesitantly leaving.

You had turned down his offers to take you home, hoping that you would be able to find something else to do instead of sitting in front of the TV all night. But after walking around for almost an hour by yourself, your TV was starting to seem more and more inviting.

You had sat yourself down on the bench, hoping that you wouldn’t have to use your energy to call a taxi and that one would just come to you; but of course, that never happened. You sat there for a long time, finding more entertainment in people-watching than you thought you ever would. But after a while, it became boring, and your stomach was begging you for food.

Just as you were preparing to push yourself up off the bench to wave for a taxi, you felt someone sit down next to you, scooting closer to get your attention. You dropped yourself back down on the bench, turning your head to make immediate, direct eye contact with Ravi.

“You know, it’s not very safe to sit out here at night all alone. As much as you’d like to not believe it, there are some crazy people out there.” he said, pulling his headphones off his head and letting them drop around his neck.

You smiled. “I hadn’t originally planned on being out here alone. Plus, I was just leaving.”

“Well, don’t let me stop you from going then, if you really have somewhere to be.” Ravi gestured for you to get up, but you stayed put.

“I really don’t, actually. I’ve been out here for a while trying to find something to do with my night, since my plans didn’t exactly work out; but I had been coming up empty-handed.”

“Until now.” Ravi finished, smiling at you.

“Yeah.” you nodded. “Until now.”

Ravi stood up off the bench, holding his hand out for you to do the same. “Well, we’re not gonna have much fun on this bench. How about we go grab some dinner? I could hear your stomach growling from down the street.”

You blushed, covering your stomach with one hand and reaching out to grasp Ravi’s hand with the other. “Food sounds nice.”

Ravi nodded, hesitantly dropping your hand once you were standing up - almost as if he didn’t want to let go - before starting down the sidewalk, glancing back after a few steps to make sure you were following him.

Once you had caught up to him and you were both walking side-by-side, he tried his best to keep the conversation going.

“I’m thinking of taking you to this pizza place that I really love. I know it’s not very fancy, probably like your plans were going to be, but you’ll probably like it even more. It’s that good. You like pizza, right?” he looked over at you expectantly.

You nodded enthusiastically, causing him to smile before continuing.

“Good. I never really get the chance to go here, because of busy schedules and all. I’m glad that I didn’t have to go alone tonight. I’ve actually never brought someone here before. I guess you’re special.” he looked over at you again, his face more serious than you had expected.

You broke eye contact with him awkwardly, looking down to watch your feet as your stomach turned - no longer from hunger now, but from nerves. Were you over-evaluating, or did Ravi possibly feel something for you? You shook off the thought, forgetting about Ravi’s last words and focusing on the silence that came afterward.

Ravi’s path quickly crossed in front of you, and your gaze followed him to a glass door, the bell attached to the top ringing as he pulled it open and gestured for you to enter. You blushed, bowing your head to him as you quickly shuffled inside, waiting there for him to appear next to you

“If the pizza’s so good, then why isn’t there anyone here?” you asked, looking around at the empty booths.

“Because nobody knows about it, really. Plus, what guy in their right mind would take their date to a shady-looking, greasy pizza place. Am I right?” Ravi said, making his way to the front counter before looking over his shoulder at you. “I guess I’m just not in my right mind.”

You took a deep breath, trying again to forget his hint at flirting. Did he just intentionally call you his date? He must have made a mistake.

You watched as he spoke casually with the man across the counter, getting the idea that they were fairly close. He must really come in here a lot. That, or he was one of the only customers.

Once Ravi was finished chatting, you both sat down in a booth across from each other. You made small talk until the food was ready, ignoring any small thing he would say that suggested there was something between you both.

Turns out, the pizza actually was as good as Ravi had talked it up to be - or maybe that was just because you hadn’t eaten all day. Either way, you ate more than you probably should have in front of a guy that you were supposedly on “date” with. You didn’t regret it, though, as you leaned back in the booth, feeling very full and very satisfied.

Just as Ravi had finished his food and began to say something, your phone started to ring in your pocket. You quickly fished it out, unlocking it to read the text that you had received.

  Hakyeon: Hey, still feeling terribly sorry about tonight. Could I please make it up to you? Meet me at my dorm in 30 minutes.

  You bit your lip nervously, not sure what you were supposed to do. Surely, Ravi was going to head to the same dorm once he was done with all his plans tonight. How were you supposed to meet up with Hakyeon, if Ravi was there too, and not hurt either of their feelings?

“What’s going on?” Ravi asked curiously as you put your phone away.

You might as well go back to the dorm together, if you were both headed there anyway. “Would you mind if I walked back to your dorm with you?” seeing the look that quickly appeared on Ravi’s face at your words, you immediately started to explain yourself. “No, it’s nothing like that. I just...one of your other members borrowed something...a CD...from me the other day, and they said I could pick it up tonight. I figured since we were probably both headed there…”

“Sure.” Ravi nodded, sliding himself out of the booth. “Just let me go pay first, and we’ll head out.”

You nodded, figuring that there was no point in trying to offer to split the bill, since he already seemed so adamant about it.

The short walk to the dorm was silent and somewhat awkward. In the back of your mind, you thought that maybe Ravi was jealous that you were involved with another member besides him. When had it become like this? Was it just because he had finally hinted at the fact that he might have feelings for you? Or maybe it had always been this way, and you had just been too oblivious to notice.

But then again, he probably didn’t have feelings for you at all. You were lucky enough that Hakyeon did, and maybe now you were just being greedy by thinking that Ravi did too. There was really no clear evidence - just because he took you out for pizza, and said a few things that any normal guy wouldn’t say to any random girl? You weren’t sure at all what you were supposed to think.

Your stomach tied in knots as the dorm came into view and you both approached the front door. You were hoping that Hakyeon would pull you away to a spot where Ravi couldn’t see or hear what was going on, so that he didn’t become upset. But you had a feeling that you weren’t going to get that lucky.

Ravi held the door open for you, letting you in first.

“Everyone, put some clothes on! There’s a lady in the dorm!” Ravi yelled as he kicked off his shoes. You quickly kicked yours off next to his, almost forgetting basic manners because of how nervous you were.

Hakyeon’s head popped up from around the corner, confused as to why Ravi knew you were there before he did.

“How’d you guys get here at the same time?” Hakyeon asked, walking into the front room with both hands behind his back. You expected his tone to be full of jealousy, but it was more curious than anything.

“We actually just bumped into each other a while ago, and figured we’d come together since we were both headed here.” Ravi said, making himself comfortable on a couch on the other side of the room. You sighed contently, glad that Ravi didn’t give every detail of the situation, knowing that it would have probably made Hakyeon upset.

Hakyeon nodded. “That’s good. It’s too late at night for a pretty girl to be walking around alone anyway.” he said, turning to you with a grin. You glanced at Ravi, whose eyebrows were furrowed and ears were turning red.

Hakyeon brought his hands from around his back to the front, revealing a flower in one hand and a small teddy bear in the other.

“I know it’s pretty cliche, flowers and a stuffed animal, but I know that you like cheesy stuff like this. Right?” Hakyeon said, cocking his head to the side expectantly.

You nodded, your cheeks turning pink as you slowly took the items from his hands. “Thank you, Hakyeon.”

Hakyeon nodded. “I wanted to apologize again for having to leave you tonight. I feel horrible for having to cancel our plans.”

You had forgotten about Ravi’s presence in the room until he jumped to his feet, storming past you both and out of the room. You closed your eyes, flinching as you heard his bedroom door shut behind him, with much more force and volume than usual.

Hakyeon looked at you with a confused expression. “What was that all about?”

You shook your head. “I’m not exactly sure.” Which you weren’t…technically.

Hakyeon nodded, unexpectedly pulling you into a hug. “Well, I hope you like the gifts. I promise that next time, our dinner will be very nice and not interrupted.”

You leaned into his hug, trying to forget just for a moment about the drama that this all seemed to be stirring up. You weren’t sure what you were going to do about these two boys, but for right now, Hakyeon’s arms seemed like the best place to be.