synopsis — random pics your boyfriend sends you during the day.
🍸 pairing : idol!jungwon + fem!reader . genre : fluff + suggestive (chats 2, 5 & 6 ; skip if you don't want to read them) . cw : pet names. + don't mind the hours on the chat
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uri's note — woni ver. is finally here ! hope you guys like it ): and thanks a lot for the support on the ni-ki one it means the world to me <3
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you sit alone on the first stair that takes to the second floor, the house was dark, pretty quiet and echoey, when you see jungwon walking through the door you run and hug him tightly.
jungwon came back from hunting fireflies to keep the hideout lit at night for you.
His cyan big fluffy jacket and the focused expression on his face, his little bangs, your chin at the level of his shoulders, you look up at him and smile, he smiles back.
"i got you fireflies"
"thank you"
He puts the bucket down holding your body with the other free hand, your hands lingering on his chest.
"stay still there's a bug on your hair"
He gets it off you then continues caressing your hair and pulling it away from your face, not even a fatherly figure at this point, a motherly.
You chuckle as you look into his serious focused face.
He sees you and acknowledge your laughing with a smile.
"what"
"nothing"
"what's funny about me hum?"
He says absentmindedly still brushing your hair.
"you're always taking care of me"
"that's what I'm supposed to do, here, let's get this place more comfortable for your eyes"
"can you really see in this darkness"
"uhum"
He finally lets go of you emptying the bucket of fireflies inside a hole in the wall with some blue light coming from his eyes, the house goes completely bright.
"so much better"
"so much better?" He leans lifting the empty bucket out of the way heading to get some freezed blood from the fridge.
You're just following him, your index finger and thumb keeping the elbow of his jaket between them, refusing to let go of his presence that you long waited for.
"i wanna go with you next time"
He shugs some water first.
"it's so cold"
"I'm okay"
"you're sensitive to cold"
" let me be sensitive for a while, I'm so bored alone"
"where is everyone"
"they left, only sunghoon's sleeping"
He takes a look at you as you both sat to the kitchen table, your chair is dragged so close to him, he can feel your human heat.
You're looking at him like he's the most important thing in the world and he can see that; he's been seeing that.
"I don't know y/n, it's a bit dangerous"
He takes a bite from the popsicle.
"I'll be okay, you're with me"
He scoffs but enjoys it secretly.
"come on promise me"
You reach his cheeks and squeeze them between your fingers.
He feels embarrassingly amused, he grins in fake annoyance and his dimple shows. You poke it.
"ok, I can't refuse anyways"
.
.
.
"Let go of my face now y/n"
"how do you look like this, you make me wanna squish you all the time"
"ah stop"
You're finally taking your hands away.
"anyways thank you, it'll be so fun tomorrow"
You grab his arm resting your head on it.
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You're in the early depts of the forest next to your hideouts, he was right, it's too cold, wearing two jackets didn't do it, you're trying to act fine but he knows you too well.
You accidentally make eyecontact with him and you both chuckle, your acting to be fine was such a fail.
"you were right, I'm regretting"
A big embarrassed smile on your face.
He chuckles coming over to you, retreating the steps he got ahead with.
"take my jacket I can barely feel the cold"
"people will look at you weird when your nose doesn't even get red in this cold, without a jacket"
He stops mid taking it off, looking for a better way to make you warm.
"then .. come here"
He comes impossibly close to you and slides his hand inside your jaket after zipping it half way, his palm going to the back of your rib cage.
You feel a heating pad-like warmth spread on your lungs then heart muscle and more than that, when you look up, he's too close.
His focus is on where he's resting his palm then on your face trying to figure out how it's working.
The way his eyebrows are focused on your expressions, not a single stutter in his gaze.
"is it working?"
He finally puts it into words.
"yeah- i can feel the heat" you blink, looking away for a second from that intense stare.
He stays there for few more seconds, enjoying his "job" bluntly just for few more seconds, eyes on your creeping blush just for few more seconds..
******
You're laying on your bed waiting for a ride to dreamland to come pick you up but all you can think of is him.
jungwon, jungwon, jungwon.
You turn on your right side: jungwon.
You lay flat on your back: jungwon.
You close your eyes: jungwon.
You're cursed with this overwhelming want to hug him.
Being impossibly close to him, to the point you feel like existing in a space that doesn't have his particles in it ruins your life.
"It's just a hug, is it really that bad to want a hug at this time?"
You get inside your slippers quickly and walk to his room, the moment you try to knock he opens the door in a black tank top and almost bumps into you.
"oh"
"ah"
"what are you doing here"
"I- you can go to the bathroom I'll wait"
"I'm not going to the bathroom I was just bored"
"oh- so..."
"since you're here .... get in"
He opens the door widely, the way he's carrying himself is a bit too charming.
"is anything wrong"
"no I was bored too"
He closes the door once you're fully in.
You have no idea how to tell him you came here to hug him, he doesn't look like the huggable teady bear he usually is.
His shoulders looking like they scale a meter, the toned glowy surface of it and the collar bones..
"sit down, why do you look like that"
You sit on the edge of his bed.
He's laying his body on the bed facing you, his torso leaning on the board.
"you couldn't fall asleep?" He asks.
"yeah, you?"
"me too"
"it's not that I couldn't fall asleep, i didn't even want to, i was bored"
"yeah?"
"uhum" you smack your lips together feeling like you're about to get marinated in silence for a while.
You take your gaze away from him, putting your knee close to your chin.
"you hurt your knee"
"oh" you take a look and it does have a long scratch right in the center covered with dry blood.
Jungwon sucks some air and comes closer.
"i knew the fall was strong, why do you always try to act tough hum?" ... "... come here"
He stands up getting some ointment from his drawer, you're not sure where to come -here-.
He looks back at you "get on top of the desk"
You stand up facing the desk with your back, your wrists pushing its surface trying to jump over to it.
You fail few too many times while he watches you, he hovers over and wraps his palms around your waist lifting you up.
Your clothes ruffle under his hands, your legs straddling him before he moves away.
He hovers over your knee applying ointment carefully.
Your breathing goes shallow enough that you're scared he'll notice it.
Your shorts slightly riding up, they feel tight on your center and hips, you want to move to fix them but the tension making it hard to move even one muscle.
One of his palms resting on the desk while the other hand worked on your skin.
The resting hand suddenly goes behind your calves lifting your knee up a bit.
The touch was so sudden and sensitive your lungs begs for air, your nose sucks air in so audibly it echoes in the room.
You were only dreaming of specs of him but now you're sitting up his face, his gaze facing your pants.
Jungwon hovers to get a bandage that's resting behind you on the desk and you instinctively move back, his bare shoulder brushing on your chest.
He sticks it tightly, not a word out of his mouth.
Jungwon was in fact bothered, very bothered, because you're here, in his room, your body so available to him but he needs to push himself back from looking like the monster inside him.
Your flowy little pink top, your tight shorts, and mostly the way your skin turns pink everywhere he touches, was driving him out of his right mind, being silent is the best he can perform.
The way you walked into his room needy for him, always looking for him, unlike you you haven't hugged, squished, or called him cute yet, the thing he was yearning and waiting for.
You let your legs fall off and lift you off the desk.
"thank you" you say watching him put things back inside the drawer.
A dark red hue at the back of his neck, he straightens up trying to walk back to his bed but you tuck on his hand pulling him to face you, you look into each other's eyes for a second then you take a step closer wrapping him slowly in a hug.
Your chest bumps into his, his bare shoulders under your nose and his small waist not fitting into the usual space you make for the jacket.
You close your hands further and you feel his waist muscles under your skin.
A heavy silent breath leaves his chest but fills right away.
Whenever you burry yourself into him further he either shifts or trembles.
He slowly gives in, letting his arms go around your back and push you further into him, his head falling closer to your ear.
"this is what i came for" you say, your tone a bit shy.
"uhum, i figured" he replies.
"sometimes i forget how to function without you" you laugh.
Pulling away to meet his face, his hands drop to your waist while yours lingers on his biceps.
"good thing I'm not easy to die-" he answers with a shy grin, blowing air into one cheek of his, then lifting an eyebrow before letting it fall, the thing he always does to regulate shyness.
"yeah"
"yeah-" both of you say.
You maintain this questionable eyecontact, trying to make it lawful with few blinks.
His eyes keeps drooping to the door every now and then.
"you wanna go back t—" ge asks
"No"
"No?"
"Not yet"
"Okay" He smiles, his dimple showing, his eyes too thin.
He takes a step forward to the door while still hugging you, another, then decides to just lift you up and walk comfortably to lock it.
You burry your face into his neck at the sound of the door locking, your legs slightly straddles his waist while his palms held on the back of your thighs.
"what was that?" you ask
"the door lock"
"i know"
"i- don't want someone walking in on this"
"got it" you mutter, voice too muffled with his skin, it travels through his skin rather than his ears, he gulps.
It's silent, by the second the hug, the skinship spots getting louder, yet both of you welcome it.
Your hand goes to fluff of his head stroking it, he lets out and audible sigh, then another.
Then another but it ends up too charged with something that sounds like complaint.
You stop, not sure how to decipher it.
"why did you stop" he murmurs quietly.
"I- okay" you resume massaging his scalp lazily.
He lets out another sigh and it makes your insides melt, he snuggles closer to your neck, you feel the breath leaving.
You feel his nose against your skin then he moves slightly and it's replaced by the touch of his lips pressed together, pushing a feather touch peck to your neck.
You froze, it felt uncontrolled, unthought through.
And most importantly, amazing.
"is this okay" he whispers to your ear.
He waits for you to nod before pressing another one, then another, then another.
He moves to your face, peppering your cheeks, you meet eyes through it and he looks like he left earth a while ago, his friendly smiley gaze long lost, his pupils blown out looking at your lips like a fiest.
His eyes turning yellow for a split second and it tells you everything, you pushed his last buttons.
"Jungwon" you call his name and he throws his head back squeezing his eyes shut, a moany -ah- leaves his throat.
He turns around putting you gently on his bed, yet very hurryingly.
"y/n" he stares deep into your eyes with his glossy ones, his hands going to your head caressing it, eyebrows a bit arched, a slight tremble on his lower lip.
"hum" you answer.
"you need to remember I'm a man everytime you throw your tender body on me"
Jungwon insisting to give you a bath bcs you're sick
(His favorite partt in washing you are your tits, the way his hands brush against your hard nipples,and his hands slowly make his way to your cli—)
Under The Bubbles | Y.JW
contains established relationship, reader not feeling well, boob play, nudity, kissing, use of pet names, hickeys, fingering, slight overstim, shared bath, not proofread, 1.1k words
As the evening started to wind down, a floral fragrance filled your senses as Jungwon ran a warm bubble bath for the two of you.
Walking from the bathroom, he snuck up behind your slightly cold body as you laid on your side on your shared bed. Stroking your arm gently, he woke you from your slumber.
He kissed your shoulder, whispering against your skin, “I can tell you haven’t been feeling like yourself lately… is everything alright, love?”
“Hey, Wonie,” you said in a sleepy voice, turning over to face him. “I’ve just been feeling a little sick is all,” you smiled, despite how terrible you were feeling physically. Still, Jungwon’s presence always had a way of cheering you up.
“Aww, my poor baby,” he cooed, running a hand down your hips, “Hmm… Maybe a warm bath will help soothe your symptoms…”
Your cold hands rested on his neck before you answered, “Yeah, that sounds nice,” you let out with a weak yawn, wrapping your legs around Jungwon as he carried you to the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
You didn’t expect for him to stick around, especially not considering how he’d just gotten out the shower himself not too long ago.
He proceeded to strip of his clothes before you, hopping in the bath first.
You couldn’t help but get lost in the sight of his broad shoulders and back muscles, which appeared even more defined in the dim bathroom lighting.
Taking off your clothes, you joined him shortly after, sinking into the water and relaxing immediately at the warmth and comforting scent of grapefruit and lavender.
Lathering up a loofa, your boyfriend lazily yet carefully gave your upper body a gentle washing, admiring you in his heart before pulling you into lap to enjoy the water a little more intimately.
You were pressed up against his chest, his slight hardness resting at your lower back. “You’re enjoying this too much, aren’t you?” You teased, caressing his calves.
“Yes, but why wouldn’t I? I’m always happy to make my beautiful girl feel better,” Jungwon replied with a whisper, playfully nibbling on your ear.
You let out a sound at his action, whining his name as you melted into his touch, “Wonie~”
“Yes, baby?” He said, reaching for the loofa again to lather your tits. The sight of bubbly suds decorating his veiny hands made you feel dizzy on top of all the other sensations. “What is it, kitty?” He pressed, “Don’t get all shy with me now...”
The loofa slipped from his grasp, bubbles fading into the water as his thumbs circled your nipples, ever so often pinching them to elicit a lewd sound from you.
“Fuck,” you moaned weakly, feeling yourself grow needier as you spoke in a hazy voice, “what’re you doing to me?”
“I’m helping you get cleaned up, of course. What else would I be doing?” He smirked in a deeper voice than usual, eyes narrowing with lust as his hands traced your frame, nestling between your thighs before prying them apart, both your knees meeting the sides of the tub.
His left hand continued to massage your tits as his right hand reached for the bottle of body wash, drawing a line with the cold liquid against the base of your thigh. The contrast in temperatures sent shivers down your spine.
Reaching for the loofa, he scrubbed your thighs in circular motions, kissing down your neck as your eyes fluttered, lost in his touch once again.
Splash. The loofa was back in the water, swimming dumbly as his skilled hands trailed to your pussy, fingers running over your clit at an agonizingly slow pace as if savoring the contact. You bucked your hips, craving more as he giggled at your obvious desperation, “How’s this feel? Under the water, I mean.”
You always liked how Jungwon asked for approval whenever he touched you.
“It feels nice,” you said in a breathy voice, already way too effected by him, “but you don’t have to be so gentle.”
“Yeah?” He asked, squeezing your sensitive bud between his ring and middle finger. “But you’re so weak baby,” he whispered, left hand gripping at your neck where he had just left a few marks earlier, “I don’t think you can handle any more than this.”
Your thighs trembled slightly, his fingers moving at an increased speed around your clit, making you clench around nothing.
“Wonie~,” you whined again, guiding his wrists a little lower. He immediately knew what you wanted and dove his fingers past your entrance, barely penetrating you before you started moaning.
“Is this better for you,” he asked, now using his left hand to rub your clit as his right hand hit at the right places inside you, curling at your sweet spot.
Your high started to approach you quickly.
“Mmm, yes baby, please don’t stop,” you practically begged, eyebrows screwing as the pace of his ministrations remained fast and skilled, your mind going blank with pleasure before your back arched, walls sucking his fingers in as you came all over his them, nipples bold and erect.
“That’s it, kitten. Come for me… it’ll make you feel better,” Jungwon said while leading you into overstim, finally slowing down his fingers as your chest started to heave aggressively, the bath water rocking with your movements.
Turning to face your boyfriend, his lips met yours with the sweetest kiss, fingers slipping out of your heat with ease under the foggy water.
You could feel that he was completely hard now, and wanting to return the favor, you pushed through the wobble in your legs, unplugging the drain before turning back to kiss him on the cheek.
“Hey, the water’s still warm? I thought you might’ve wanted to stay in a bit longer before we leave,” he said, lips daring to smirk at how flushed your face looked, all because of him.
Reaching for the clean bath towel hanging on the rack, you sat on Jungwon’s lap, drying his slightly damp hair while your boobs met the front of his chest now, the slick water causing your core to slide against his neglected member.
“____,” he started with a stutter, clinging to your hips with his hands as the water drew even lower, “I say we finish up in here and then take this to the bedroom, yeah?”
You found it cute how even in moments like this, Jungwon tried to seem as though he had complete control over his emotions, even though deep down he was going crazy with the sight of you on top of him like this.
The sight of his love marks on your naked flesh.
“I like that idea,” you whispered seductively, trailing a finger over his plump lip, “you deserve a reward after treating me so well.”
✧ Thank you to everyone who reading this quick little fic !! And another thanks to the anon who requested this piece because what the heck, I loved the idea so so much 🥺 including the other requests they sent me, but y’all won’t see those til later huhu !!
can't live with you, can't live without you - y.j.w.
summary — ever since jungwon became your academic rival in high school, you two have hated each other's guts. anytime you saw him, your heart would race with anger. just pure hatred. that's what that feeling is, right?
pairing — rival!jungwon x fem!reader (briefly ft. jay)
genre — fluff with teeny angst, a little suggestive near the end
wc — 3.3k
warnings — alcohol, being drunk, kissing, pretty suggestive at the end (read at your own discretion!)
a/n — UMMM accidentally got carried away and made it really steamy and suggestive at the end oops </3 the jungwon brainrot is too obvious in this one guys i'm sorry ... there's just something about sexual tension between rivals u cant blame me here
As you look around the living room, you take in the view of a chaotic blur of bodies and music. The small get-together you originally planned it to be spiraled into a full-blown house party after one friend’s drunken invitation spree. You navigated through the crowd, feeling the bass of the music thumping in your chest and the sharp scent of alcohol mixed with sweat. Despite the chaos, you couldn’t shake the feeling of someone watching your every move.
You don’t know when the weird sensation began, but it’s been there for about fifteen minutes now—an unsettling awareness at the back of your neck. As you pushed past a very unsober group of partygoers, your eyes finally landed on Jungwon, leaning against the wall with a drink in hand, his gaze fixated on you.
You and Jungwon had an interesting relationship to say the least. Since high school, you two had been consistently at each other’s throats. It all started with competing in academics, and just as you grew, so did your rivalry. From racing during track meets to see who’s faster to battling for the position of student council president, and now just bickering over random trivial matters, you two always seemed to find yourselves at odds. Everyone knew you both couldn’t stand each other, yet there was always an unspoken tension beneath your constant clashes—an underlying electric current that neither of you dared to acknowledge.
Tonight was no different. The intensity of Jungwon’s stare brought a flush to your cheeks, though you refused to admit it was anything more than irritation. His expression was inscrutable, a familiar mix of annoyance and something else you couldn’t quite place. As usual, you tried to ignore his stare, and continued making your way through the sea of people. However, to your frustration, Jungwon caught up to you before you could escape his line of sight.
“Hey, nerd.” His familiar voice reaches your ears.
Turning towards him in your drunken state, you realize he’s towering over you. Since when was he so tall? While attempting to push that thought aside, you raise an eyebrow at him.
“There’s no way you’re still calling people ‘nerds’ in 2024,” you reply with a touch of snark in your tone.
He smirks at you, “Not people, just you. Even in high school, you were always my favourite little nerd.” You feel your body heat up a bit at that comment, but again, you try to push the feeling aside.
“Please, you’re acting like you weren’t studying 24/7 just to score higher than me in tests. If anything, you were the bigger nerd.”
Jungwon's eyes sparkle with amusement as he steps closer. "Maybe, but I always made it look cooler. Besides, beating you was half the fun." He moves in slightly, his smirk growing. "Admit it, you loved the challenge."
You feel your heartbeat rapidly start to pick up. A familiar surge of annoyance bubbles up, but it's laced with something else you can't quite identify. As always, you attribute the rising heat in your cheeks to pure aggravation towards him.
“Oh shut up, Jungwon,” you scoff at him, “why do you always have to be so annoying?”
He leans down a bit, whispering only for you to hear. “Well, maybe it’s the only way to get your attention.”
Jungwon’s bluntness catches you off guard. You don’t have it in you to find a reply as your mind is currently filled with shock at his sudden remark. Being as buzzed as you are, you stare up at him with wide eyes, and you feel yourself gradually inching closer to him. After a second passes, Jungwon’s soothing voice fills the silence, as he leans in a bit, unconsciously mimicking you.
As he opens his mouth, his eyes are only on your lips. “What, cat got your tongue?”
At this point, your bodies are almost touching, and your faces are only centimeters away from each other. But before anything happens, the sound of him speaking snaps you out of your daze, and you pull back from him.
What the hell was that? Annoyance fills your whole body as you process what happened. How fucked, you think to yourself, that he would really stoop this low just to keep infuriating you, just as he always has.
Quickly turning away before he can say anything else, you continue to mingle in the large crowd, determined not to let Jungwon’s presence ruin your night.
As you make your way to the makeshift bar, you bump into Jay, an old friend from high school.
“Y/N! How have you been? It’s been so long,” he says while pulling you in for a small hug.
“Jay! Yeah, it’s been a while, you look great!” You reply, with a bit of blush now gracing your cheeks. Honestly, you had a bit of a crush on Jay in high school. You’ve always had a thing for guys with good style, and Jay has good style. His charm, sweet personality, and perfect looks might have also had something to do with it. Seeing him again as he’s now grown into his features is making your heart rate increase a bit.
“Yeah, you look really different too,” he states while eyeing you up and down.
“Oh? In what way?”
“Like, you look crazy…” he trails off at the end while scanning your body again.
You laugh and look at him incredulously. “Crazy? Yeah, maybe not the best thing to say to a girl.”
“Wait, no! No, sorry,” he waves his hands in front of you as he shouts to correct himself in the loud environment, “I was going to say crazy good! You’ve always been pretty, but you just look amazing now, wow.”
Your face heats up from the sudden compliment. “Thank you,” you respond shyly, suddenly feeling giddy. You two continue to flirt for a while, until it starts getting a bit provocative. At some point, he goes in to kiss you, and with all the alcohol clouding your system, you decide to let him. As your lips meet, you suddenly sense the intensity of a gaze on you, just as you did earlier. You pull away from Jay, to scan the room, and that’s when you see him—Jungwon, standing across the room, staring at you with an unreadable expression. For some reason, seeing him watching you pissed you off. With all the anger and adrenaline in your system, you pull Jay back in for another lustful and aggressive kiss. Jay matches your intensity and the kiss turns into a slightly heated makeout. By the time you pull away, Jungwon isn’t in your sight anymore. You do a quick room scan again and ignore the minor heaviness in your chest when you don’t see him anywhere.
Whatever. I don’t need him anyway.
You and Jay spend the rest of the night inseparable from each other, catching up and dancing for the rest of the party.
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The next time you see Jungwon is on campus, two days after the party. You’re heading home after your last evening class, when you decide to stop by the campus cafe, where you see him in line. He sees you walking towards him and immediately turns away with a roll of his eyes.
Weird, he’s never acted like that towards you before.
You turn to him and greet him awkwardly to ease the tension. Instead of responding, he turns to you and gives you a small nod while avoiding eye contact. He’s never been this cold to you before—he usually greets you with teasing and playful banter, not … whatever this is. Jungwon’s sudden distance confuses you.
“Oh, so that’s how it is.” You state annoyedly. Who the hell does he think he is? Is he mad at you? What reason does he even have to be angry?
“What are you talking about, Y/N,” he sighs, not even turning to you.
“Cut the shit, Jungwon. You’re being weird, what’s going on with you?”
“Stop pressing me, I’m fine.” His tone is harsher than you’ve ever heard it before.
“Well, obviously not. I’ve known you for a couple years now, Jungwon. I know what you’re normally like, and it’s not this.”
This seems to trigger something in him. “I’m fine! Why do you care anyway, you never did before,” he finally faces you, “just go hang out with your boyfriend or something,” he spits out.
Now, you’re confused. What the hell is he on about?
“What?”
“Jay? The guy you were sucking face with the whole night at the party? You shouldn’t be with him, Y/N, I’m telling you.” He almost yells, with an angry and slightly disgusted look on his face.
“What the hell? We’re not dating, it was a party and I was fucking wasted!” You’re trying your best to keep your voice down, but right now you’re annoyed as hell. “And also, what if he was my boyfriend? You never talked to him in high school, but we were pretty close, and he was the sweetest guy I knew! He’s hot as fuck too, so if anything, I should be dating him!” Without realizing, your voice gets louder as you rant at Jungwon in defense of your friend. Your anger is now at its peak, which limits your awareness of your surroundings as you’re now tunnel visioned on him. Jungwon, however, notices that people are starting to look at you two as you’re yelling.
As much as he wants to respond, he doesn’t want to be the center of attention in this quiet cafe. Right as you spit out your last sentence, he grabs your wrist to pull you out of the cafe, and into the small area on the side of the building, away from the crowds and busyness of the bustling sidewalk.
“Let go of me, Jungwon, what the fuck!”
“Do you really feel that way about him?” He asks you with an impenetrable expression on his face, just like he had at the party.
You’ve never seen him like this before, and it worries you a little bit. You’re in a bit of a daze as you try to figure out what’s going on, so you’re still confused as you answer his question without processing your words. “Huh? I mean, yeah, I do think he’s really attractive and sweet, and I mean he’s a really good kisser—”
His eyes break contact with yours as he suddenly interrupts you. “Alright, Y/N, whatever. I’ll see you around.” But before Jungwon can leave you hanging, you grab his arm to stop him.
"Wait, Jungwon," you say urgently, your grip tightening on his arm. His sudden withdrawal and coldness have thrown you off balance, and you need to understand what's happening between you two.
He looks at you, his expression guarded but softer than before. "What is it, Y/N?" he asks, his voice tense.
You take a deep breath, trying to steady your racing thoughts. "I don't understand why you're acting like this," you admit, your voice quieter now. "What happened? Why are you so upset about Jay?"
Jungwon lets out a bitter laugh, his shoulders stiffening. "Why do you think, Y/N?" he snaps, eyes flashing with jealousy. "Seeing you with him, kissing him like that… Do you have any idea how that felt?"
His words hang heavy in the air, catching you off guard. You hadn't expected this level of emotion from him, not after everything that's transpired between you two.
"You care?" you repeat, your voice barely above a whisper. "Why didn't you say something before?"
"I thought you knew," Jungwon admits, his frustration evident. "I thought it was obvious."
You shake your head slowly as his confession sinks in. "No, I didn't know," you mumble, feeling a mix of confusion and regret. "I really thought you hated me, Jungwon."
He sighs as his expression softens at your words. “How could I ever hate you? You’re beautiful, funny, smart, and kinda mean.” Jungwon sees you giggling at his comment, which eases his worries a bit as he continues speaking. “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, Y/N. The only reason I was so annoying to you all these years is because I knew that was the easiest way to keep your attention.”
Jungwon feels like his insides are caught in his throat as he wants for you to respond, but you’re at a loss for words. Jungwon has feelings for you? Although your heart is fixated on the excitement you're feeling right now, your mind is running laps trying to understand what’s going on.
“Jungwon… I don’t know what to say right now,” You look up at him in hopes that he can fill the silence that’s currently weighing between you two.
Jungown steps closer to you. "Just tell me," he murmurs, his voice low and intense. "Tell me that you don't feel anything for him. That what I saw was just the alcohol talking."
“I really don’t feel anything for him, it genuinely was just the influence of alcohol. With you, it’s different.”
Jungwon's expression shifts, relief washing over his features. After years of holding back his feelings in fear of losing you or scaring you away, it suddenly feels like a weight has been lifted from his shoulders. Now, with the knowledge of your disinterest in Jay, a flicker of possibility sparks in his chest. “Different how?” he asks, his voice softer now, almost hopeful.
“Everytime you were around me, I’d feel a rush in my body. I always ruled it as irritation or anger, but thinking about it now, it was definitely something more.”
Not wanting to get his hopes up too much, Jungwon pushes for clarification with his eyes as wide as you’ve ever seen him. With this expression of expectancy plastered on his face, he almost looks like a little kitten. “Something more…?”
You smile at him adoringly while nodding. “Something more, as in maybe there was some underlying attraction and feelings for you below the competitiveness and irritation.”
Despite the shyness that takes over him due to your words, Jungwon beams brightly as you say exactly what he wanted to hear. He hopes you don’t notice how ecstatic he is as he tries his best to play it cool. He takes a step to bridge the gap between the two of you and takes your smaller hands into his.
“I can’t believe this is happening, you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to hear this, Y/N. Although, I could do without you reminding me of how irritating I was all the time.”
You squeeze his hands tighter, feeling a sudden burst of giddiness and affection for him. “Well, maybe I wouldn’t have to say it so much if you weren’t so annoy—”
Before you could finish your sentence, Jungwon’s lips are on yours. His plump lips are soft as he moves them against yours, and you place your arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. It starts getting heated as his hands move to hold your waist under your shirt, his cold hands making contact with your skin. The unexpected contact forces a small gasp out of you and Jungwon takes this opportunity to lick into your mouth. The sensation of his tongue against yours sends a shockwave through your body, igniting a long-suppressed desire that you had been denying for so long. His touch feels both familiar and exhilarating, like finally finding the missing piece of a puzzle you didn't know was incomplete.
As the kiss intensifies, Jungwon presses you gently against the wall of the building, his body molding perfectly against yours. His hands continue to roam around underneath your shirt, sending shivers down your spine as they trail along your skin. Every touch, every caress, only heightens the growing heat between you.
You pull away to give him a couple of light kisses on his neck, before giving him one last peck on his lips. He leans his forehead against yours, his breath mingling with yours. The sounds of cars, indistinct chatter, and you two catching your breaths fill your ears.
You both open your mouth to speak but he beats you to it. “Y/N, I really like you. A lot,” he murmurs, his voice husky and filled with a mix of longing and uncertainty. “I've wanted this for so long.”
You gaze into his eyes, seeing a vulnerability and passion you've never witnessed before. Jungwon brushes a strand of hair from your face, his touch tender yet filled with unspoken promises. “I don't want to rush things,” he says softly, “but I also don't want to waste any more time pretending there’s nothing between us.”
You nod, feeling a sense of relief wash over you. “I understand,” you reply, your voice steady despite the torrent of emotions swirling within you. “We can take it slow.” With a gentle smile, Jungwon leans in to press a soft kiss against your lips once more.
“I never thought this would actually happen,” Jungwon mindlessly voices his thoughts out loud. The only things circling his mind are that he can’t believe this is happening, and the fact that you look as beautiful as ever looking up at him with your big eyes, rosy cheeks, and puffy lips, swollen from kissing him.
You gently kiss his collarbone before looking back up at him and taking hold of his face to force his gaze into yours. “Well, believe it, Jungwon. I’m all yours.” You tell him with a bright smile adorning your features.
Your words quickly pick up Jungwon’s heart rate, if it was even possible for it to beat faster than it has been this whole time. You look so cute peering up at him, he can’t help but want to smother you with kisses all over his face. It feels different seeing you like this, he’s so used to seeing you scowling at him. Looking into your sparkling eyes and seeing your adorable toothy smile, he realizes that he would do anything and everything to forever keep that smile on your face.
“I’m yours too, Y/N. I always have been, whether you knew it yet or not.” Jungwon’s words fill your heart with happiness as you pull him down for another kiss.
The world around you fades away as you get lost in the kiss. His touch ignites a fire within you, a yearning you never knew existed. Jungwon intensifies the kiss, his hand moving to your neck to pull you in closer. You tangle your hands in his hair as your lips move together slowly and passionately, your breath hitching as his touch sparks a desperate need within you.
Suddenly, a loud honk cuts through the air. You pull away from Jungwon abruptly, both of you breathing heavily, eyes wide with surprise. The honk is followed by a series of more honks, and people yelling at each other on the road. The unexpected interruption throws you off balance. You glance back at the road, then back at Jungwon, his expression a mixture of desire and frustration. He leans in again, his voice husky as he hums against your lips, “I’m not done with you yet.”
Your heart hammers against your ribs, a combination of nerves and amusement coursing through your body. “What do you suggest?” you whisper back, your voice barely audible over the car honks.
Jungwon's eyes darken with a newfound intensity. “My place isn’t too far from here, what do you say?”
You raise an eyebrow at him. “Wow, we just got together and you’re already taking me home?” You reply with a mischievous smirk dancing along your lips.
“We've been rivals for so long, Y/N…” Jungwon trails off, his gaze lingering on your mouth. A slow smirk spreads across his face, and he mirrors your expression with a hint of challenge. “Don't you want to see who gets the last word?”
I'm really bored so someone please send in an ask,I'm honestly not bothered what member but I might do a poll later so I can write something as well tbh.
first time writing something here and i haven't really seen smth like this but!! imagine cockwarming jungwon while you both sleep.
i don't believe him to be someone fond of cockwarming cause let's be honest, why would he do that when he can just fuck you and your perfect cunt, right?
but he's just so tired from practice and you've been doing stuff the whole day going back and forth and are simply exhausted, so what's better than going to sleep, resting on his chest or maybe even spooning, and being perfectly full of him while you rest together.
