I have a request for pH-1😊could you please write about him taking his girl with him to the studio and maybe him introducing her to his friends and staff
meeting the crew | park junwon (ph-1)
pairing: park junwon (ph-1) x fem! reader
wc: 0.5k
genre: fluff
warnings: none
author's note: i hope you enjoy and thank you so much for requesting! <3333
The elevator ride up to the Higher Music studio felt strangely quiet—Junwon’s thumb brushed lightly over your knuckles as he held your hand, his other tucked casually into his hoodie pocket.
“You okay?” he asked softly, glancing at you with that familiar warmth in his eyes.
You nodded. “Just… nervous. What if they don’t like me?”
He scoffed gently, pulling you closer. “They’re gonna love you. I promise. You’re my girl. That’s all they need to know.”
The doors opened and you were met with a hum of music, faint laughter, and the occasional clatter of equipment. Higher Music’s studio was alive with energy—creative, chaotic, but welcoming. The walls were lined with plaques, art, and posters, and you could hear someone freestyling faintly behind a closed door.
As soon as you stepped in, a couple of the Higher Music staff members looked up from their desks. One of them—a woman with a clipboard and big smile—walked over.
“Oh my god, this is her?” she said, grinning at Junwon. “We’ve all been waiting to meet you!”
You blinked, surprised. “You have?”
Junwon chuckled. “I might talk about you a little too much.”
“Too much,” she teased, then looked at you. “It’s nice to finally meet you. You’re really cute. Good job, pH.”
You shyly thanked her, and as you followed Junwon deeper into the space, more of the team smiled and waved—stylists, producers, even someone editing footage on a laptop looked up and gave a thumbs-up.
He brought you into one of the bigger studio rooms where Mokyo was lazily sprawled across a couch, a guitar across his lap. He glanced up, did a double take, and sat up quickly.
“Oh! Wait. This is real?” he grinned.
Junwon smirked. “Told you.”
You gave a polite bow and smiled. “Hi. I’ve heard your music. I really like it.”
Mokyo stood up and shook your hand, a touch awkward but sweet. “Yo, you have good taste then,” he joked. “Glad to finally meet the legend.”
“She’s not a legend,” Junwon said, but he was smiling like a proud fool.
They settled into a casual groove—Junwon and Mokyo messing with some beats while you watched, curled up comfortably on the couch. Junwon would glance at you every now and then, mouthing, you good? And every time, you nodded.
Then the door opened, and in walked The Quiett.
He nodded at Junwon, then noticed you and paused. “Ah, so this is her.”
Junwon stood and walked over to you, taking your hand again. “Yep. This is my girlfriend.”
You stood and bowed. “Nice to meet you.”
The Quiett gave you a small smile and returned the bow. “Nice to meet you too. You’re brave, hanging around artists all day.”
You laughed. “He’s worth it.”
That made Junwon blush, though he quickly tried to hide it with a smirk. “See? She’s the best.”
The Quiett chuckled. “She fits in well. Good energy.”
Later, the staff brought in some takeout and everyone gathered for a casual meal in the lounge—sitting on studio chairs, the couch, even some upside-down crates. It felt easy. Natural. Like you were meant to be here.
One of the Higher Music team members looked over and said, “You’re staying, right? You gotta hear the new track Junwon just recorded.”
You smiled and nodded, watching as your boyfriend lit up, already pulling up the session.
Junwon sat beside you, one arm draped over the back of your seat, leaning close so only you could hear. “Told you they’d love you.”
You rested your head on his shoulder. “Maybe. But I’m just here for you.”
He tilted his head toward you, lips brushing your temple.
“Then you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be.”
a/n: hello there! I don’t know if this will be read but if you do read thank you! I would like to keep writing for my khh fellas so please let me know if I should keep writing or not 🦀
Also if you have any requests please send them through!
'Holy come here', whispered Harry in vain as the cute puppy made its way to you. Holly hopped on your lap during your photoshop making you grin.
'Yes perfect!' complimented the photographer as she snapped multiple pictures, taking advantage of the fact that Holly was posing ever snap she heard.
Harry froze not knowing what to do, he wanted to go to you and bring Holly back but he could only focus on you. From your round brown eyes to your curly hair, to the dimples that appeared every time you would smile. How could someone be so… beautiful? Before he even realised he was smiling at the sight of his cute puppy playing with a cute girl.
𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸?
‘Harry!’ Woodie shouted, getting Harry’s attention and he saw the others waving at him waiting to start the shoot.
‘𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵, 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺.’ Harry thought. He jogged towards the other members, after looking back at you one more time.
‘Okay and… we’re done!’ everyone started clapping while you stood up and thanked everyone for their hard work. Then you crouched down to Holly’s eye level grinning at her cute little outfit.
‘Now who do you belong to pretty baby?’ she tilted her head to the side making you melt at her cuteness. You grabbed her into your arms, looking around to see if there’s anyone looking for her. The other artists were busy doing their own shoots so you decided to look for the owner yourself. You asked around to see if anyone knew whose puppy it was but no one seemed to have a clue.
‘I think she’s from someone of H1ghr Music’ a member of staff told you and you thanked them, happy to see that your long walk was coming to an end. At the end of the hallway, you saw a sign saying ‘H1ghr Music’ and looked down to smile at Holly to find her fast asleep. You knocked on the door and peeped your head first to find everyone staring at you.
‘Hi, sorry to bother you guys but I think I have something that belongs to one of you.’ You said nervously, fully entering the room and their looks then fell onto Holly. A guy with a mustache tapped on the shoulder of another guy with a orange beanie, making him turn around. He was holding a bag of gummy bears, one already entering his mouth when his eyes locked with yours slightly widening as if he was surprised to see you. His eyes quickly fell onto his puppy, who looked way too comfortable on your arms. Harry stood up quickly making his way to you with a little awkward smile. You also started walking his way, not really knowing how to act.
‘Hum hey thank you for bringing Holly back, she ran away out of nowhere and found you and even disrupted your photoshoot. I didn’t want to get in the way of it, so I just left in the hopes that she would come back but it seems like she had other plans.’ Harry quickly said making you smile at how flustered he looked.
‘It’s fine, Holly made the pictures even better so I’m the one who should be thanking you…’
‘Ph-1 or you can call him Harry since he finds you cute’ you were interrupted by the moustache guy as he carefully took Holly away from your arms and winked at you.
‘Minsik I swear if you don’t shut your mouth’ Harry hissed, making you giggle at their interaction.
‘Then thank you Harry, I hope I didn’t worry you much’ you say apologetic.
‘Why would you make Harry worry y/n-noona?’ says someone with super long hair wrapping his arm around you.
You look to see who’s talking to you so casually to realise that it's your favourite maknae.
‘Haonnnnieee’ you say in a baby voice, turning to pinch his cheeks that no longer had the baby fat that you remember.
Could you please write about pH-1 having a significant other who's obsessed with reading
ph-1 with a bookworm s/o | headcanon
genre: fluffy fluff (cozy and sweet <3)
author's note: thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy! <3
ph-1 absolutely loves how deeply into books you get. He thinks it’s adorable how you can disappear into a story for hours, and he’s always curious about what worlds you’re exploring next.
🧡 “What’s it about this time? Dragons? Enemies to lovers? Secret assassins falling in love on a spaceship?”
He peeks over your shoulder like a curious kid.
🧡 “Just don’t forget who your real-world boyfriend is, okay?”
Sometimes, he’ll find little notes or bookmarks in your books, and he secretly keeps them as mementos.
🧡 “You really wrote, ‘This quote hit too hard. I need a minute.’ Aww, my sensitive little bookworm.”
He tucks the note into his wallet and grins,
🧡 “This is going in my collection of Cute Things You Didn’t Know I Saved.”
Whenever he sees you reading, he’ll quietly sit next to you and listen to the sound of the pages turning. Occasionally, he’ll ask you to read a passage out loud, because he loves the way your voice brings the story to life.
🧡 “Wait, wait, go back—read that line again. You make it sound like poetry.”
He rests his head on your shoulder and whispers,
🧡 “I don’t even care what’s happening in the story. I just like hearing you talk about what you love.”
He might even write some lyrics inspired by the books you’re into, mixing your literary world with his music.
🧡 “So... what if I wrote a verse from the villain’s perspective? That would be kinda fire, right?”
He scribbles in his notebook, then glances up with a grin.
🧡 “You’re like my unofficial creative director at this point.”
If you ever get so absorbed that you don’t notice your surroundings, he’ll gently poke you to remind you to eat or take a break—but only after admiring your passion.
🧡 “Okay, love of my life, it’s been four hours. You haven’t blinked. You need water. And maybe food that isn’t air and vibes.”
He kisses your cheek.
🧡 “I brought snacks. You're welcome.”
He sometimes surprises you with a new book or a cute bookmark he made himself, just to see that smile light up your face.
🧡 “I saw this at the store and thought, ‘Yeah, this is 100% their vibe.’”
He hands it over, grinning as you light up.
🧡 “Now you have to finish your current one so you can start this. It’s fate.”
When you finish a book, he’s your biggest fan for discussing the plot twists, characters, and your favorite moments. Sometimes your debates get heated, but he loves how passionate you are—it makes their conversations special and never boring.
🧡 “Wait, you’re telling me the main character was the villain the whole time?!”
He throws his hands up, half-shocked, half-teasing.
🧡 “I feel like I read it with you just from all your rants, and now I’m emotionally invested. Let’s fight.”
Basically, ph-1 finds your love for reading inspiring, and it’s one of the many things that makes your relationship uniquely cozy and creative.
🧡 “I love how your brain works. You make stories feel real.”
He wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest.
🧡 “Keep reading, baby. I’ll be right here.”
The warm, golden light of a late afternoon filtered through the curtains as laughter and excited chatter filled the cozy backyard of Y/N and Junwon’s home. Their closest family and friends had gathered for this special day, the gentle hum of anticipation buzzing in the air. A rustic table, adorned with pastel decorations, held an array of snacks, drinks, and at the center—a beautifully frosted white cake that held the answer they had been waiting for.
Among the crowd, Holly, Junwon’s beloved dog, trotted happily, her brindle coat gleaming in the sunlight. She wore a pink bandana that read “Big Sister,” which earned her plenty of attention and belly rubs from the guests. Every so often, she returned to Junwon’s side, tail wagging, as if sensing how important this day was.
Junwon, dressed in a casual white shirt and light-washed jeans, held Y/N’s hand tightly as they mingled. His eyes darted to the cake repeatedly, his excitement and nervous energy palpable. Y/N, glowing in a flowy lavender dress, smiled as she greeted their guests, occasionally leaning down to pet Holly, who seemed just as eager for the big reveal.
“It’s time!” someone called, and the backyard quieted with anticipation. Junwon and Y/N exchanged a glance, their hands squeezing together as they approached the cake. Holly followed closely, sitting obediently at Junwon’s feet, her head tilted as if she, too, was waiting for the big moment.
Junwon chuckled nervously, picking up the knife. “Alright, here we go,” he said, his voice trembling slightly. “But no one laugh if I mess this up, okay?”
Y/N laughed, covering his hand with hers. “You’ve got this, Jun,” she teased. “We’ll do it together.”
As their hands moved in unison, the knife cut smoothly into the cake. The world seemed to hold its breath as they carefully pulled the first slice away, revealing the soft pink icing inside.
“It’s a girl!” someone exclaimed, and the backyard erupted into cheers, claps, and delighted cries.
Junwon froze, his gaze fixed on the cake. His lips parted as he stared at the pink, his mind catching up to the life-changing reality. Slowly, tears welled up in his eyes, spilling over as he let out a shaky laugh. He dropped the knife and covered his face with his hands, overcome with emotion.
Y/N turned to him, her own eyes glistening with happy tears. “Jun,” she whispered, gently pulling his hands away. His teary gaze met hers, and they both burst into matching grins.
“A girl,” he managed, his voice cracking. “We’re having a little girl.”
Y/N nodded, her heart swelling. “Yeah, we are.”
Junwon let out a joyous laugh, wrapping Y/N in a tight embrace. Holly, sensing the happiness, barked excitedly and wagged her tail like crazy. Junwon crouched down after pulling away from Y/N and scooped Holly into his arms, burying his face in her fur.
“You’re going to be the best big sister, Holly,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. Holly licked his cheek, her tail thumping against his leg, earning a chorus of “Awws” from the crowd.
The evening unfolded in a haze of love and celebration. Holly proudly paraded around in her bandana, delighting in the attention. Junwon couldn’t stop sneaking glances at Y/N, his hand never leaving hers as he held her close.
As the sun dipped below the horizon and fairy lights twinkled overhead, Junwon leaned into Y/N, his voice soft but full of love. “Thank you,” he whispered.
“For what?” Y/N asked, resting her head against his shoulder.
“For giving me this life,” he said, his teary gaze falling to her belly. “For making me the luckiest man alive.”
Y/N smiled, lacing her fingers with his. “We made this life together, Jun. And Holly too. It’s only going to get better.”
Holly let out a soft bark as if agreeing, settling at their feet as they watched their friends and family laugh and celebrate around them. Junwon looked down at his little family—his wife, his soon-to-be daughter, and his loyal dog—and his heart felt like it might burst from all the love.
warnings: smut with a tad bit of fluff, mentions of pregnancy, unprotected sex, breeding kink, dirty talk
author's note: here's part 1 if you didn't read it. i'm a bit rusty on writing smut, but i hope you all enjoy. and thank you for the likes and reblogs. <3
!! pure fiction for entertainment purposes only
minors do not interact
10:26 p.m.
new york city
The bedroom was quiet except for the soft murmur of the movie playing on the TV. You lay back against the pillows, your attention half on the screen and half on Junwon, who was curled up beside you. His fingers lightly traced circles on your arm, and every so often, he’d nuzzle into your neck, his warmth making your heart race. “Are you even paying attention?” you chuckled, glancing at him. Junwon smiled lazily, his hand shifting to entwine with yours. “To the movie? Not really. To you? Always.”
Junwon’s hand moved to cradle the back of your neck as he leaned in, his lips finding yours in a kiss that started slow but grew more fervent with every passing second. His touch was warm and deliberate, pulling you closer as you melted against him. The movie was nothing but a distant hum now, overpowered by the rapid beating of you heart. When they broke apart, Junwon rested his forehead against yours, his voice soft and playful. “This is way better than anything on that screen.”
A playful smile tugs at your lips as you bite them to hold it back. “You’re impossible,” you whisper, the warmth in your tone betraying the teasing words. Junwon’s laughter is low and soft, his nose brushing against yours as he closes the distance, his presence overwhelming.
You began to feel that familiar feeling in your lower body as you kissed him. His touches were delicate. He treated you like you were a fragile glass piece that should never be broken.
Junwon began to kiss you and pulled off her vintage-styled nightgown over your head just leaving her in your panties. He kissed both of your breasts, giving them each a squeeze. He also sucked on each nipple tenderly. Your moans caused Junwon to form a tent in his sweatpants. You broke from the kiss and began palming his erection through his pants. The moans that came from you touching him sounded like music to your ears. You bit your lip and giggled at him.
"Baby, you gotta stop doing that before I cum too soon. I wanna fill you up" he whined.
He got up and stood up by the bed to take off his T-shirt and sweatpants, which just left him in his boxers. He crawled back on top of you in bed and continued kissing you. The kisses kept getting deeper and deeper. It was at a point where you were both gasping for air. His hands traveled down your stomach to your thighs. He massaged both of thighs and dragged his hands closer to your heated core.
Junwon dragged his fingers over your clothed heat which caused your breath to hitch. He drew circles around your clothed clit. You became squirmy and wanted more.
"Junwon, please. I want your fingers inside me!"
He pulled your panties off quickly and threw them on the floor of the bedroom. He looked at your pussy in awe, "Wow, your so wet for me, baby". Your pussy was glistening and ready to be devoured by him.
Junwon pushed his fingers past your dripping wet entrance, sinking two of them inside your walls just like you wanted. His eyes never left your face and he began fucking your tight pussy with his fingers. His fingers rubbed against your soft spot deep inside of you. You wrapped your arms around Junwon's shoulders, tightly squeezing them as the pleasure became too much for you. You need something to hold onto. On your face, there was a pleading look as you bit your lips together, trying to hold back your sweet moans.
This is exactly what Junwon wanted to see.
“Look at you, I’ve only started using my fingers and you’re already shaking,” Junwon whispered into your ear, gathering your earlobe between his teeth as he finished his sentence.
He felt how your entire body was quivering as you were slowly falling apart underneath his touch. His plump lips pressed kisses on your neck and he found your sweet spot fast.
Right when you were close, he removed his fingers from your dripping hole. "I don't want you to cum quite yet, baby. I want you to cum with me inside you, love".
He removed his boxers with swiftness. His member leaked with precum. Your eyes widened at his cock. He aligned himself with your hole and teases your slit, rasping over your quivering bundle of nerves.
"You feel so good," A high moan tears from your throat. "Fuck me, Junwon". He started leaking more and spreading his precum against you.
"Can't let another second pass without my dick shoved inside you," he whispers, then glides inside you, fighting through the resistance to fit snugly. You both moan together, loudly and relieved.
You can feel his hilt: deep, silky smooth, with visible veins pumping from base to tip, well-endowed prodding, and impressive girth expanding.
There is no doubt that it is heaven. Your body lights up with fever and trembles with anticipation.
"You feel good," you say airily and passionately, "really good." God. "Too good." Your thighs tighten around his waist, and his hands support you beneath the curve of your ass. "You aren't wearing a condom." You can't keep it together when he's filling that void that's been driving you insane.
He gives a dark chuckle. "Trust me, I fucking know." He rocks in, his pubic bones flush against yours, and swivels circles on your clit, causing your walls to flutter; he moans. "For the love of Christ, have you always felt this fucking good?" You're like tight velvet made for my cock. Are you going to make me blow so many fucking times?
"You close?" he asks knowingly, kiss-swollen lips parted, words fanning the column of your throat. The arm around your waist guides your leveraged hips, bouncing up and down his cock at an accelerated speed. His cock nudging deeper and deeper sending you into a craze, making you twitch around him. "I'm going to pull out, okay?"
"Don't." You shook your head and squeezed his inner thighs.
His chocolate brown eyes widened at your request. He was in disbelief, but clearly interested in the prospect. "What?" His hands already moved to your hips, palming them in preparation to lift you off of him, still gliding you along with him.
You circle your arms around his neck, clutching him closer as you repeatedly plead: "Don't, Junwon. Don't pull out. Please?"
Another guttural sound arises from him as an orgasm tightens in your center and electrifies beneath your skin. You tangle your fingers in his black hair, tugging on his roots until your nose is nuzzled to his. "Cum inside. Please, cum inside me," you beg sincerely.
Junwon's hips stutter with fierce jerks. The bed and its frame jolting against the wall of the bedroom. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he chokes, cheeks flushed, and jaw clenched. "Baby, I'm so close. You're going to look even more beautiful carrying our child". His hands gripped on your skin a little tighter
"Oh my god, yes," you moan and cup his cheek with your hand. His eyes looked into yours more intensely. His pupils were dilated and full of passion. "You said you'd do anything for me. Yes? Whatever I want, right?" Your lips grazed against his as you urge, "I want you to cum inside me, Wonnie. Don't you wanna be a daddy?" That question pushed Junwon to his edge.
He moans loudly. It triggers him to erupt, releasing never ending spurts of white on your walls. His fingers slip between your bodies and mercilessly rubs your clit: overloading until the orgasm lulls through you and the sensations are wrung out of you.
The burning sinks into your bones and causes convulsions. Similarly, he had sporadic tremors, which caused spasms in your walls before eventually settling down.
You both pulled apart and laid down next to each. You both had to catch each other's breath after that.
Junwon was giddy and back to his playful self and gave you a kiss on your check. "That was amazing, Y/N. "
A soft smile appeared on your face as you looked at him in adoration.
"We should do it again tomorrow, so I can make sure you get enough of my cum. I can't wait for us to be parents" he said.
You hummed in agreement and snuggled against him on his chest. Both of you went to sleep immediately, dreaming of the future family that you both wanted.
do you see ph-1 as a girl dad or boy dad? i'm stuck deciding between the two. i can see him as both, but which one do you think suits him the most? i want to continue the dad! junwon series.
