#whc sieun

[yversz]

━━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ 약한영웅 : WHC

✦ ACCIDENTAL CONFESSIONS . . . !

TEXTPOST : WOOYOUNG , BEOMSEOK , SUHO , SIEUN

no warnings aside from a kms joks in wooyoungs part : might be ooc since I haven't written for whc in so long but idgaf : I might post some more whc stuff soon but idk yet

pt.2

[missbalu]

Yeon Sieun as your boyfriend

Summary: Whc boys as your boyfriends

Pairing: Yeon Sieun x Gn!reader Genre: Headcanons Tags/Warnings: Established relationship, Slow burn, Mutual pining, Soft Yeon Si-eun, Protective Yeon Si-eun, Quiet intimacy, Touch-starved, Acts of service, Comfortable silence, Trauma themes, Trauma bonding, Violence mentions, Trust issues. Masterlist yeon sieun | ahn suho | oh beomseok | kang woo-young | park humin | go hyuntak | seo juntae | geum seongje | na baekjin

At the start, Si-eun doesn’t even think about relationships. You’re just… there. Sitting nearby, existing in his space. But slowly, you become a constant—and that alone means everything to him.

He’s extremely observant. He’ll notice tiny details about you—your habits, your tone shifts, what stresses you out—before you even realize he’s paying attention. He won’t comment on it, but he remembers everything.

Don’t expect grand confessions. His version of “I like you” is sharing his time. Sitting next to you while studying, letting you stay close without pushing you away—that’s huge for him.

Physical affection is rare at first. Not because he doesn’t want it, but because he’s not used to it. The first time he reaches for your hand? It’s hesitant, almost unsure—but once he does, he doesn’t let go easily.

He’s very protective, but not in an obvious way. He won’t hover—but if someone even slightly threatens you, he’s already calculated ten ways to deal with it before they finish their sentence.

If you get involved in anything dangerous, he gets visibly colder. Not angry at you exactly, but tense. He doesn’t want you anywhere near the kind of violence he’s used to.

After everything he goes through, he becomes more emotionally guarded. But with you? You’re one of the few people he tries not to shut out.

Silence with him is comfortable. You can sit for hours doing separate things, barely speaking, and it still feels like connection. He doesn’t need constant conversation to feel close.

He shows care in practical ways. He’ll bring you notes if you miss class, quietly fix something you’re struggling with, or stand beside you during stressful situations without making it a big deal.

Jealousy is subtle but sharp. He won’t confront you dramatically—but you’ll notice the way his gaze lingers longer, the way he positions himself closer to you, like a silent claim.

When he trusts you fully, he lets his guard down in small ways—leaning slightly against you when tired, closing his eyes around you, or letting you see the exhaustion he hides from everyone else.

If you’re hurt, his reaction is immediate and controlled—but intense. He doesn’t panic outwardly, but his focus narrows completely onto you. Whoever caused it? He won’t forget.

Arguments are quiet but heavy. He doesn’t yell—he withdraws. The challenge is getting him to talk instead of shutting down. Once he does, though, he’s honest, even if it’s blunt.

Saying “I love you” takes a long time. But when he finally says it, it’s not dramatic—it’s calm, certain, and absolute. Like a fact he’s accepted.

Around his friends, there’s a noticeable shift—he becomes slightly more aware of how much you matter, even if he never says it outright.

[atetheluck]

=͟͟͞♡ youre supposed to be my tutor

class 35

★ pairing : yeon si-eun (연시은) ★ genre : strangers to friends, fluff ★ warnings : reader has parent issues, mild swearing (pissed), school stress, exhaustion, and crying ★ recommended age rating : 13+ ★ word count : 1k ★

★ a.n : part 2, maybe? wdyt? not proofread btw ★

“we're finding you a tutor, and that's final.” your father yelled, and your mom just nodded. with a scoff, you walked to your room, closing the door quietly despite wanting to slam it.

you flopped onto your bed angrily, pulling your phone out of your pocket to try to distract yourself from the unreachable expectations your parents had set for you.

quite frankly, you didn't really care about your studies, you just wanted to be done with everything; the stress, the exhaustion, the constant scolding of 'doing better', it all felt like too much.

you knew you probably should study harder, care more, but what was the point when it seemed like you had nowhere to go after all of it anyway?

you often questioned how people could find school enjoyable, hours of teachers limiting you and teaching you to sit down, listen, and work in offices for the rest of your life. who could possibly want that?

you were failing, disappointing your parents, you knew this, which is why you sorta just gave up, both on yourself and your future. you just wanted all of this to end.

you ended up falling asleep, phone in hand — still on, dried tear track traces on your cheeks, head buried into the pillow like it could block out the sound of your alarm clock ringing.

eventually, you got up, getting ready and dressed in eunjang high's usual uniform, and making your way to the kitchen. “i called your teacher this morning.” your father spoke up from where you passed him.

you didn't respond, rarely ever did. “we discussed your tutoring, found a kid we think might help.” you popped toast into the toaster, rushing a quick breakfast while barely listening to your father.

he took a sip of his coffee and let out a sigh. “you know we're doing this because we want the best for you, right?” silence followed until your toast was ready.

“i'm going to be late.” you muttered, shoving the toast into your mouth and putting your shoes on. “can we at least talk when you get home?” obviously 'no' from the way the door slammed in his face.

you walked up the stairs in front of eunjang, people and chatter surrounding you. your phone buzzed quietly, vibrating in your pocket before you took it out.

“엄마: meet your new tutor in the library after school.” 7:59 am

with a quiet sigh and an eye roll, you shoved your phone back into your pocket and resumed walking to school. after school had ended, you walked through the cramped, chatter-filled halls. you made your way into the library, looking around for your new tutor.

after a few glances around, you crossed your arms. “they didn't even show up.” you scoff ready to text your mother before being interrupted by a figure in the corner. “i did show up.”

he approaches you quietly, stopping in front of you. “yeon si-eun.” you nodded, telling him your name in response. “i'll start tutoring you tomorrow.” he muttered. “i have something i need to do.”

he slipped you a folded piece of paper before he walked off, leaving you alone in the quiet, dimly lit library, gone faster than he came. you unfolded the paper, his number and name written down neatly.

you turned around, about to ask him when exactly you should meet tomorrow for tutoring, but he's already long gone.

you opened the door to your apartment quietly, closing it silently in hopes of your parents not confronting you for staying out past curfew. you took off your shoes and turned around carefully, only to be met with two pairs of eyes.

“where were you?” your mother spoke up, cutting through the silence with crossed arms and a pissed off expression. “i got hungry on the way home.”

“you're lying to us.” you slipped off your shoes, already tired of them. “i'm not lying.” you defended weakly, ignoring their scolding and going to your room.

you took off your backpack, letting it drop beside your desk as you sat down with a sigh, your eyes fixated on the complicated homework in front of you. you sat in silence for a bit, thinking about things you could never say to your parents.

you decided to pick up your phone, looking at yeon si-eun's contact and contemplating reaching out to ask for the time tomorrow, just staring at the number.

“what time should we meet tomorrow?” was what you typed, finally pressing the 'send' button. you sat back, waiting for a response white trying to distract yourself with your half-finished homework.

si-eun felt his phone vibrate on his desk, pausing his mothers old teaching videos and setting down his pen to check your text.

“너: what time should we meet tomorrow?” 8:49 pm 8:52 pm “five. :연시은”

si-eun waited by the stairs, adjusting his blue school uniform and turning to you when he heard your footsteps. “hi.” you greeted, and he ignored it. “lead the way.” you started walking beside him, leading him to your apartment.

the walk to your place was quiet, neither of you talked much anyway. the door creaked opened quietly, and you thanked your lucky stars your parents were asleep. si-eun closed the door behind him. you both took off your shoes and headed to your room.

it started off normal, you struggled unbelievably with mathematics, no matter how hard si-eun tried to explain it. it was easy to him, and he made it sound easy, so why was it so difficult for you?

“so, that means if we solve the variable for x, we then have to ...” he looked over at you, your eyes closed, your arms folded over the desk, and your head resting on them.

si-eun sighed softly, setting down the pen, leaning back in the chair, and closing the book with a soft thud. “you're ..” he paused, watching you. “unbelievable.”

he decided to write down what you have to do so you could read it in the morning, making sure not to make too much noise. after writing everything down, he just sat there.

he finally tore his gaze away from you to look at the clock that read “8:02 pm”. he stood up quietly, grabbing his backpack and closing your bedroom door softly behind him.

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[whcfreak]

𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐌 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐔𝐍 ㅤꨄ︎

in which you get a glimpse of your relationship with sieun on your private instagram account.

genre: smau, fluff | word count: 0

characters are in an established relationship. <3

warnings: none!

next: ahn suho >>>

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[beingin2u]

heyy, this is my first time sending a request so sorry if its bad, but could you maybe do yeon sieun boyfriend headcanons? i really love your writing btw💕💕

a/n: YES! I'D LOVE TO! I'm very thankful for your request 💗 enjoy 👐

sieun boyfriend headcanons (realistic edition)

• if he wants anything from you, he'll just stare deeply into your eyes with those deer-like eyes of his. and he'll keep doing it until you tell him exactly what he's thinking.

• since he isn't very verbal when it comes to expressing his feelings, he'll definitely show them through his actions. for example, by cooking something delicious. actually, he’s a surprisingly good chef, which really shocked you at the beginning of your relationship. you have dinner at his place almost every evening, and if he finds out you’re not eating at school, he’ll bring you a lunchbox with a brief note that says: “just eat this.”

• sleeping problems are normal for him, so he has to figure out how to deal with his chronic insomnia. but when he falls asleep with his head resting on your chest, it’s when he truly feels most secure. you give him the comfort and peace he’s been missing for so long.

• he enjoys listening to you tell all sorts of stories, whether they’re about your life or something completely random and odd that happened to you today. he studies every feature of your face, analyzing it as he softly smiles at how passionately you’re sharing your life with him.

• he's very gentle. despite his calm, even unexpressive nature, he still acts with extreme caution around you. the way he touches you is as if you were made of glass, always afraid his chaotic world might somehow break you.

• if you take his phone and set a selfie of the two of you as his lock screen, he won't get mad. he'll just look at the screen, raise an eyebrow, and maybe let out a quiet sigh, but he'll never change the wallpaper back.

• he's the kind of guy who's too blunt and practical to care about public displays of affection; he gets easily closed off or embarrassed to kiss you or hold your hand in public. but behind closed doors, he's much more open. he wants only you to see the real, vulnerable him. he knows he can trust you completely.

• when he is kissing you, his hands will always be gently cupping your face, pulling you in as if you're his only anchor to reality.

• sharing his headphones with you is his ultimate love language. he won't say "i miss you," but he will hand you a bud playing a soft instrumental track he listens to when he thinks of you.

• he’s a total pain to get out and about and completely antisocial. it’s impossible to drag him to a loud party, a double date with your friends, or just “hanging out with a group.” if you force him to tag along, he will just sit there like a ghost, making your friends a bit uncomfortable with his intense, silent aura. if you have a date planned, it’ll most likely just be calm, quiet evenings spent talking or watching a movie together at home

[mim16s]

Yeon Sieun x fem!reader

You only found out that Sieun had trouble sleeping recently — right around the time your relationship reached the point where you spent nights at each other’s place. The first time you slept at his house, you fell asleep in Sieun’s arms without realizing how much that meant to him. But sometime in the middle of the night, you woke up and noticed that those warm arms were no longer around you.

A soft light drew your attention from the corner of the room. Turning your head, you found him sitting at his study desk, hunched over his notebook, working on exercises in the dim glow — only the desk lamp was on.

Still drowsy, you got out of bed and walked toward him. Sieun noticed you approaching, though he didn’t immediately look away from his notes.

“Why are you awake?” he asked quietly, his voice low and a little rough from hours of silence.

You hugged him from behind, wrapping your arms around him.

“I could ask you the same thing,” you murmured, your face resting against his neck. He smelled good, as always.

“I’m studying,” he replied simply, as if that explained everything.

“It’s not time to study. You need to sleep. It’s…” — you paused to check the clock — “three in the morning, Sieun. You can’t stay up this late. Come on, let’s go back to bed.”

“I’ll study a little longer.” He turned back to his books, but there was something off in his posture — a subtle hesitation unusual for someone normally so composed.

“Sieun.” You said his name firmly.

He held his breath for a moment, hoping you wouldn’t press further.

“Hm?” he answered without lifting his eyes.

“You’re hiding something.”

His eyes shut briefly in frustration. It was impressive how easily you could read him, even when he tried to keep his expression blank.

“You have trouble sleeping, don’t you?” you asked.

He didn’t answer at first. He only nodded once — a small, reluctant confirmation.

“Even so, you need to try. Let’s go to bed. I’m not letting you stay up this late,” you said, taking his hand.

Sieun didn’t protest. He knew that once you set your mind on something, there wasn’t much room for argument. Still, he planned to wait for you to fall asleep again so he could go back to studying. At least, that was what he thought he’d do.

You lay down and pulled Sieun with you so that his head rested on your chest. He wasn’t someone who usually sought physical contact — at least not before he met you. But now, every touch of yours seemed to melt the walls he kept around himself. Your fingers gently running through his hair were almost hypnotic; for a moment, Sieun felt his mind go quiet, as if the world itself had faded into silence.

But sleep still wouldn’t come.

Not until you started singing.

Sieun couldn’t remember ever hearing you sing before. And honestly, he didn’t even like music — people just assumed he did because he was always wearing headphones, but that was only a way to avoid unwanted conversations.

But your voice…

Your voice was unlike anything he’d ever heard. Soft, soothing, almost ethereal. Sieun felt his chest loosen in a way he didn’t even know he needed. If he hadn’t cared about music before, now he had just found his favorite singer.

His eyes grew heavy. His breathing slowed, steady and peaceful — a rare sight. When you noticed he had finally fallen asleep, you smiled and kept stroking his hair until sleep found you as well.

Since that night, Sieun started asking you to sing for him whenever he needed to sleep. Every time, he drifted off quickly, as if your voice chased away every shadow lingering in his mind. Even when you were far apart, it was the same: he would call you, place the phone beside his pillow, and whisper in a barely audible tone:

“Sing for me?”

And you would sing — happy to help him, and even happier knowing that, out of everyone, it was your voice he wanted to hear so he could finally rest.

[chachathesheep]

⋆˚꩜｡ yeon sieun headcanons – him as your boyfriend pt. two 🧸

✩ — cw: none, pure fluff

✩ — note: hi guys! lmk if u want more whc headcanons. i'll also make a suho and beomseok version of this soon. but rn im all over sieun's ahh cuz im so obsessed w him

✩ — part one here

he keeps a hair tie around his wrist just incase you forget yours, along with a hair clamp on the strap of his backpack. it's a silent reminder for everyone that he's taken.

while we're on the subject, he only shares his stationery with you and not anyone else. he made it a habit to always have extra for you. if someone else asks for a pen or a pad paper, he just stares at them until they go away.

he likes having you sitting on his lap after he finished studying. he wraps his arms around your waist and rests his head on your shoulder until he almost falls asleep. sometimes he does end up falling asleep and will wake up flustered, muttering an apology.

he started walking around campus with you more often instead of sleeping in class during free time. he'll hold your hand when you two walk into an isolated part of campus and sit down on a bench, listening to music together to block out the noise. he always has an eye out if someone even dares to look at you for too long.

"text me when you get there" messages everytime you tell him you're going somewhere. he always offers to accompany you as well even if he has cram school.

was never interested in getting a drivers license or take lessons at all, but eventually, he found it more convenient and secure rather than walking you home, that's why he took it in the first place. and to add on, he'll always kiss your forehead goodbye and watch you enter the house before leaving.

extra: he nibbles on your pen

[zabilicious]

mama & papa ʚɞ whc 1 : part one

♡ for part 2, click here -> part two! ♡

𝜗ৎ pairings: whc 1 boys x fem!reader (both as parents)

𝜗ৎ context: when your precious baby daughter, Yuna, starts to cry.. who gets up first?

𝜗ৎ genre: fluff

𝜗ৎ a/n: hey guys, happy april! this time we have short scenarios with the whc 1 boys, i really enjoyed making this one 😋😋 it's also my bday tomorrow!! so im excited abt thattt 💕 also, there will be a part 2 on these scenarios, where i will do a whc 2 boys edition and that is coming out either later today or tomorrow ♡ so yeah, i hope you enjoy this oneee! :3

연시은 - Yeon Si-eun

𑣲 You're both fast asleep; Si-eun's arms wrapped protectively around you even in deep slumber, your head rested on his chest.

𑣲 Yuna's soft cries and whimpers suddenly echo through the room. Her small chubby arms were outstretched as she tried to grab the air and her tiny feet were kicking against the fluffy blanket, which was now pushed to the side.

𑣲 Si-eun seemed to have opened his eyes at the same time as you did, but he moved faster. His hand was gently placed on your arm, stopping you from moving any further.

𑣲 "Stay there.. I'll get her.." He said groggily and slowly got up from the bed, making his way to the crib. You tiredly watched as he delicately cradled the small bundle of joy in his arms, making Yuna's cries turn into satisfied coos. The rough pads of Si-eun's fingers gently trailed down her damp cheeks and over her tender nose, Yuna morphed a small, gummy smile at the feeling.

𑣲 Once she entered dreamland, Si-eun placed her back into the crib and gently tucked her in with the discarded fluffy blanket from before. A faint sigh escaped his lips as he looked at his precious daughter once more before climbing back into the bed. By then, a fond smile was on your face. You loved when he was a gentle mess.

𑣲 He noticed the expression on your face and became slightly confused. "What's so funny?" He asked, as he pulled you back into his arms. You placed your head back onto his chest and replied, "Nothing, let's go back to sleep."

안수호 - Ahn Su-ho

୨ৎ Su-ho was spooning you as you both slept, his arms wrapped around your waist and his legs intertwined with yours. He'd been recently coming home late due to his extended shifts at work, the demand has never been this high.. which explains his loud, old grandpa snores.

୨ৎ The sound of his snoring occasionally pierced the silence of the room and seemingly reached Yuna's little ears, making her squirm and whine in the crib. Her whines soon turned into cries, joining your husband's loud snores.

୨ৎ Your eyes fluttered open and slowly turned to the crib where you could see your little one's chest heaving as she cried. With heavy eyes, you sluggishly shuffled towards the crib and took her in your arms.

୨ৎ "It's alright.. Mama's he—" Your gentle words got interrupted by another loud snore, making Yuna's cries get louder. You groaned and dragged yourself over to the quiet living room, the stillness of the room was accompanied with soft rain. You closed the bedroom door and sat on the couch with Yuna still in your arms, having calmed down a little. A soft expression slowly creeps onto your face as she looked at you curiously and snuggled further into your arms.

୨ৎ After a couple of gentle lullabies and back rubs, you finally managed to get Yuna to return to sleep.. And he saw all of it. You noticed Su-ho leaning up against the door frame, watching you with a faint smile on his lips. "..I woke her up, didn't I?" He said, his tone a little guilty. He quietly walked over to you and sat on couch, his arm immediately wrapping around your shoulder.

୨ৎ You looked at him, and he looked at you—both with heavy eyes and an exhausted smile. He pressed a tender kiss to your forehead and pulled you to his chest, resting his chin on your head. Su-ho's hand gently caressed Yuna's cheek as he muttered to you, "You have a beautiful voice.."

오범석 - Oh Beom-seok

✿ Beom-seok's head laid on your chest as you both had your arms wrapped around each other. Today hadn't been so pleasant for the both of you.. Meeting Beom's dad wasn't the most exciting thing ever. Every insult, every sharp glare at you.. it hit deep for some reason. 'You aren't good enough for my son!' 'You don't even look half decent!' 'Do you really think you deserve my son with the little money you have?!'

✿ His father's words constantly swirled around your head on the way home, and they're still present now. A tear slipped from your eye subconsciously, you didn't sense it. But Yuna did.

✿ The constant squirming started again, just like it had been every other night. Yuna began to cry. This time, her small hands were punching the air like it owed her something. You remained in your slumbering state but Beom-seok opened his eyes, looking at the crib worriedly. He gently untangled himself from your embrace and walked towards the trembling crib.

✿ Beom-seok took Yuna in his arms and tried to lull her back to sleep. "Shh.. It's going to be okay, Yuna.." His unsure words didn't seem to make a difference, so he tried quietly singing to her instead.. which also didn't work. He sighed, "How about a walk around..?" Beom-seok asked, more to himself than Yuna.

✿ They exited the room, leaving sleeping you on the bed. It seemed like Beom-seok went up and down and all around the house to get his daughter to stop crying, but nothing seemed to work. Pacifier? No, Yuna spits it back in his face. Milk? No, she's not hungry. Walks? Nope, she just keeps crying.

✿ By then, he was exasperated. He tried everything, but Yuna kept wailing. He was so tired, he felt like his legs were about to give out and so he sat on the couch. Silence. Stillness. Yuna went back to sleep.. but how? Beom-seok had never been more confused, but he didn't question it. She was sleeping now, and so was he. He immediately passed out and began softly snoring but still kept a tight hold on Yuna.

✿ You couldn't help but crack a small smile as now you watched from the doorway. Without wasting any time, you made yourself comfortable beside him on the couch and snuggled the both of them until you feel asleep too. Happy family.

End! (for now 🤭) — pt.2 coming sooonnn~