──── 「원희」 ( ✿︎ ) going skating with your girlfriend, wonhee, is chaotic and her ability to slip so many times in ten minutes is astonishing— yet you find yourself to in awe and unable to complain . ✮
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YOU'RE ON YOUR KNESS FOR HER. literally and figuratively as you tie the laces of her ice-skates. the skates are ofcourse, custom made in the softest pink shade that replicates the soft blush on her cheeks from the cold.
the ice rink is supposed to be closed, it is a sunday. but your ice skater privileges came in handy and now you have the rink all to yourselves.
she thanks you when you stand up after making sure her skates are secure. you giggle, pulling her up on her feet by her wrist that is enclosed by your hand, fingers tight as to provide reassurance to her that you would be there to catch her incase any mishaps happen, i.e. her clumsy genes act up.
lee wonhee is determined to live up to her name as the town’s best ice skater’s girlfriend. she chants motivational dialogs to herself as if they’ll magically make her a pro at the art of the ice; but hey, a girl can dream.
many girls’ dreams do come true, no doubt, but this girl’s dreams just crashed as soon as she stepped into the frozen rink. so much for amazing figure skater’s girl.
your fingers instantly tighten around her wrist, steadying her, “hold onto the ledge, wonnie.” she obliges, her other hand securing itself around the ledge.
you hold your hand out for her to take, “hold my hand, i won’t let you fall.” wonhee is already regretting all her life choices that lead her up to this moment, but she trusts you more than she trusts herself, so she slowly leaves the ledge to place her hand atop yours.
you smile at the contact. slowly, you guide her on how to move and balance her body. it took a long time considering she is the clumsiest person to walk this gracious earth.
every few seconds a yelp or squeal left her mouth, and you know very well that if she was not your beloved, you would’ve crashed out. but she is your beloved, most beloved honestly, meaning she doesn’t hear any of your mocking.
eventually, she is finally at a point where she can stand and slide along the ice without falling, in theory. you release her hands, leaving her standing with no support and she is still on her two feet, surprising.
“glide on the ice like you’ve got all the time in the world, okay?” you instruct, your voice stern in a way that makes her immediately agree to the task, but still laced with love that gives reason for butterflies to flutter around in her tummy.
nodding, she slides forward, gliding. she takes her second glide, but somehow she slips and falls forward like a damsel in distress, a squeak resonating in the secluded rink.
your eyes widen slightly as you quickly glide and immediately lean down to her level, “lovey, are you okay?” you ask, inspecting her knees that got most of the impact.
she scratches the back of head, embarassment flooding her expression, “i’m fine.” you tilt your head, “c’mon, don’t be ashamed, skating is hard and you’re doing pretty well.” you reassure her.
“you’re saying that because i’m your girlfriend.”
you flash a cheeky smile, “delulu is the solulu, is it not?” she laughs, taking your hand as you help her get back up on her feet. her legs are wobbly and her delulu is getting washed down real fast.
and ensues more ‘practice’, which has wonhee falling a few–many times considering it has barely been fifteen minutes since she left the ledge and your hands.
you’re left in genuine awe for two reasons: one, you find it hard to believe that a person can fall this many times in sixteen minutes and two, you also can’t believe that a person can look this cute while ice skating.
everytime she meets the ice— which is probably her friend by now— she takes a deep breath, each deeper and slower than the last, and stands up with determination.
before falling again after barely circling a quarter of the rink.
her unwavering determination stems from the feeling of wanting to impress you, she wants you to feel proud of her. and well, if she embarrasses herself one too many times in the process, she can play it off as it’s a part of the game.
who knew love had this effect on people?
after another half hour, you’re peacefully circling and doing basic routines on the ice to pass your time as wonhee said she is going to practice on her own accord for a bit and directly show you the progress.
and who are you to say no to her big boba eyes? absolutely no one, you’d happily hand your life in a golden, decorated, shining platter for her.
her voice rings in your ears, melodic and sweet as you divert your attention to her, “look at me!” she yells a bit too loudly as there’s only you two in the entire place. you don’t mind, you never mind if it’s her.
talk about down bad.
you hum, signalling her to continue. without a word, she pushes herself forward, slowly but steadily gliding on the frozen hunk of ice. wonhee travels the side of the entire rink, completing a complete revolution around you, who is standing in the center of the rink.
you are starstruck, she looks so proud as she travels, sloppy but she completed a round. to see the big smile on her face, eyes crinkling at the corners— because of the thing you love second most ( first is her, obviously it is ), ice skating, made your swell with pride.
you’re in a trance, irises reflecting so much love that anyone can make out big, bright hearts in them. the hearts are so big that you fail to notice that she is coming to you now and you forgot to teach her a vital thing.
how to stop.
great, just great, y/n l/n.
wonhee tries to warn you, which goes in one ear and out the ear. and the second you snapped out and saw her, it was too late. she crashed into you, making you stumble backwards.
you fell onto your back that suffered most of the impact. you groaned, a sharp pain shooting in your spine. wonhee was on top of you, her hands on your shoulders and lips barely a few centimeters apart from yours.
she whimpered hearing your groan, brows furrowed instantly as her smile turned upside down, “oh my god, i’m so sorry!” she blinks at you, ready to hear you lash out at her.
your back hurt and insults are on the top of your tongue. yet when you open your eyes and the first thing you see is her worried face, barely away from yours, the insults dissolve like salt in water.
“it’s okay, wonnie.” you say, but the unsure expression on her features doesn’t fade. “are you sure? i mean, you fell so hard and it was all because of—” she is cut off by a warm sensation as you close the minute gap that was between you two and kiss her.
you pull away, assuring her you’re okay. she seems convinced, the kiss affected her opinion, and rolls off of you. you stand up, hand rubbing your spinal cord, a massage would do wonders on you.
you help her stand up and teach her how to brake her glide, something you realize you should’ve done before, would’ve saved your back. ice is too damn hard, you’re reminded and the many times you fell during your routines plays in your mind.
for the rest of the session, things don’t change in the vibes sector. good thing, wonhee didn’t fall as much after the prior crash into you. bad thing, everything is still very chaotic and your tiredness is catching up to you.
sleep sounds wonderful, but you’re not about to leave wonhee for today, she looks too pretty.
well, today you learnt a fun fact about yourself. you can’t, for the life of you, complain about the mistakes wonhee makes; you know you would never tolerate this with anyone else and the critisizor in you is screaming to criticize, but you don’t say anything.
god, you’re so deeply in love with your clumsy girlfriend, it’s pathetic.
but you don’t care. at all.
𝓚𝑰𝑹𝑨'𝑺 𝙎𝒊𝙂𝓝𝘼𝙇 ( ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ ) SECOND LAST GG FLUFF FIC HOW WE FEELINNNN????? after tmrw's last card, we will be entering the bg cards gaspppp I'm lwk so scared guys I'm a yuri girl how will I write straight TT but WE PERSIST as u know LIKE + REBLOG = MWAH ♡
hii i wanted to know if you could make an angst/comfort fic with wonhee ^_^
ᰍ #. you're enough 𑁯 𔓕
★ content :: after a voice crack, you end up having a panic attack backstage. wonhee is there for you.
★ tags :: gn!reader (?), panic attack, not proofread
You weren't feeling well lately.
You've been in ILLIT with the girls by your side for two years now, always support each other through everything that happens. Unfortunately, something recently happened and things got hard.
Ever since debut, you've all suffered from hate for multiple (stupid) reasons, yet for some reason, it has gotten worse lately.
Any kind of mistake made in ILLIT was enough for a hoard of people to jump into criticising every single thing about you, from visuals, vocals and even being a fan of something seemed to be prohibited if you're part of the group.
You dug your own grave.
During a really important concert, you were feeling more than nervous than usual, even needing Yunah to calm you down before stepping on stage. You were supposed to sing your high note in 'Almond Chocolate' alongside Wonhee, just like every time you two did that.
It should've been natural at this point.
You have no idea why it happened, but your voice cracked. Badly. It was pretty noticeable, and you had to pretend nothing happened for another thirty minutes until it was finally over.
The second you were backstage, you broke.
This was definitely going to be all over the internet, people are going to use this as 'proof' you can't sing, that the group is bad. You're dragging the girls down because of your stupidity.
And you're not the only one who thinks so, because you swear you heard a staff member complain about that voice crack. Is that your manager? No, she's not here. You have no idea who said that. Your mind wasn't working right. You couldn't focus.
Everything around you was moving, yet your body was frozen in place. Your jacket suddenly feels too tight. You can't breathe.
You took a step back. Then another. And another. Until your back hit the wall, fingers gluing to it as if it's the only thing keeping you stable.
Honestly, it probably is.
Tears begun forming in your eyes, but they wouldn't fall. Why won't they fall? Why is it getting so hard to breathe? Your chest feels tight, your muscles are stiff and everything around you feels like too much.
“yn?”
You know someone called you. You heard it. But your mind can't understand their words right now. Your eyes are on the floor, refusing to look up and see who is talking to you.
Why are you such a fuck up that you can't even answer when called?
“yn.”
At this point you were hyperventilating, clutching to the sleeves of your jacket like a lifeline. Your heart was beating so loud, you can feel it in every inch of your body.
The person standing in front of you, appeared to have understood that you're not in any condition of answering. Out of nowhere, you felt a soft touch in your shoulder, gently guiding you to sit down. Having no strength left in your body, you did, knees close to your chest.
“Hey, can you listen to my voice? Focus on me.”
The voice was soft, slightly deep, with a hint of caring to it.
Wonhee.
“Here, breathe in with me.”
Her hand gently wrapped around yours, guiding it towards her chest so you could feel her breathing. In addition, you also felt her heartbeat, calm and steady, the complete opposite of how yours was at the moment.
“In...” You followed her as best as you could, inhaling with some difficulty. “And out.”
Wonhee made sure you did that a few times, until she saw that you were no longer hyperventilating anymore.
“Do you wanna go somewhere less crowded?”
“... Please.”
You're both surprised that your voice even managed to work after that, but Wonhee is happy you gave her an answer. Helping you get back on your feet, she guided you through the halls backstage, until she found the bathroom, letting you walk inside first and following right after.
“Let's wash your face, let your skin rest for a bit, alright?”
Wonhee didn't wait for an answer, reaching out to a box of tissues. With extra tenderness, she begun to wipe off your makeup while also getting rid of the few tears who dared falling from your eyes, humming a random song from her playlist.
After a short moment of comfortable silence, the sound of her voice cut through your thoughts.
“You did amazing today. Don't push yourself too hard, yn. People make mistakes sometimes, that's okay.”
Wonhee was finally done, looking directly in your eyes, the corners of her mouth curving into a tender smile. She could see you didn't fully believed her words, but you smiled back.
And for now? That's enough.
★ a/n :: HEYY!!! i hope you enjoy this!! i had sm fun writing this oneshot and i'm really proud of how it turned out🥹🩷
nonidol!wonhee x f!reader | warnings - skinship (holding hands and kissing) | teeth rotting fluff bc i love her too much 🫠🫶🏻 (MEN DO NOT INTERACT. YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY NOT WELCOME HERE!)
gf!wonhee who doesn't like being called cute by others but always blushes when you do.
gf!wonhee who is too shy and awkward to say i love you, and when you did first she almost got a heart attack. ( after that you never stopped hearing her say it )
gf!wonhee who's holding your hand all the time she's with you and never wants to let it go.
gf!wonhee who loves to buy you cute gifts like keychains and plushies because she knows how much you like it.
gf!wonhee who pretends to not listen to her friends teasing her about she being too clingy with you 24/7, but you know her well enough to notice how flustered she actually is + her cheeks always turn so pink..
gf!wonhee who counts every second left till she's out of school and finally gets to see you.
gf!wonhee who loves makeup and always buys lipgloss looking forward to the moment that she'll get to show you and end up sharing it by kissing you.
author's note: this is my first time writing fanfiction, so please take it easy on me 🥹 also asks are open!! if you liked what i wrote today, feel free to make a request for another one. (not sure if i will write it but i swear ill try it!) <3
pairings nonidol!wonhee x fem!reader warnings mention of pee, skinship (holding hands), wonhee burns a cake wc 272 genre fluff author’s note wonhee looks so huggable 😭 i have a feeling this might flop 😵💫
schoolcrush!wonhee who would always greet you with a smile in front of the gate everytime she catches you staring, completely oblivious of the blush that crept up on your cheeks.
schoolcrush!wonhee who shyly offered to walk you home on a rainy day since you didn’t have an umbrella. she seemed embarassed at first, but once you started talking she became a volcano of giggles and smiles.
schoolcrush!wonhee who’d gradually start sitting closer to you in class just so she could stare at you, then immediately pretend to look out of the window once you catch her staring.
schoolcrush!wonhee who every once in a while sits next to you at lunch and shares her food with you, using that as an excuse to talk to you.
schoolcrush!wonhee who tried confessing countless times, but everytime she was about to, her heart would beat faster and make her get lost in her own words, failing completely.
schoolcrush!wonhee who wanted to surprise you with a cake to confess, but ended up burning it. you were very happy nonethless and gladly accepted her confession.
schoolcrush!wonhee who holds your hand 24/7, squeezing it everytime you make her giggle. “wonhee, i have to go pee—“ “i’ll… i’ll stay out the door holding your hand, maybe you’ll slip and get flushed in the toilet!”
schoolcrush!wonhee who is too shy to ask you to go on a date and calls them “hang outs” at her house, which consists of simple activities such as building legos together “wonhee we have been playing with legos for 3 hours—“ “i’m almost done!” she says as she’s focused building a little lego flower for you.
A/N: I loved writing this omg Wonhee is just a cutie 🤏🤏
Pairing: Wonhee (Illit) x f!Y/N
Warning: Pure fluff
MEN DNI
"Did you eat anything today?" Wonhee looked at you with her usual boba eyes. You shake your head abit. "No i still haven't." You and Wonhee decided to go out on a picnic together to relax and have a nice peaceful date.
"Really? You’ve got to take care of yourself!” She pouted, her lips forming a perfect little heart. You couldn’t help but smile at her worry. “Here, I brought some food for us!"
Wonhee reached into the picnic basket, pulling out a colorful assortment of finger foods: strawberries, cheese, and those cute little sandwiches shaped like stars. “Wow, you really went all out,” you said, impressed.
She grinned, “Well, I didn’t want our picnic to be boring!”
The sight made your stomach rumble, and you felt your cheeks heat up at the embarrassment.
She slightly chuckled at your blushed cheeks. Wonhee leans in a gives you a slight peck on the lips. "Come on let's eat!"
As you both settled on the blanket, the warm sun casting around you, the atmosphere felt perfect. You glanced over at her as she carefully arranged the food, her hair gently swaying in the breeze. It was moments like this that made your heart race a little faster.
She noticed you staring at her and just smiled at you. You were just thinking of how pretty she was especially in this kind of setting around you two. You snapped out of your dreams and started eating with her.
"Are these hand picked strawberries? They taste amazing." You said as you bit into it.
Wonhee looks at you eating. "Yeah my grandma has strawberries in her garden so we pick them together. I picked the best ones for you!"
That slight remark made you blush hard. Wonhee was always a flirt with you, even before you two started dating she would flirt with her members all the time but it always made you blush for some reason.
You chuckled, trying to play it cool while your heart raced in response to her words. “You really know how to make someone feel special, don’t you?”
Wonhee giggled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Of course! Making you blush is one of my favorite hobbies, honey.” She leaned in closer, her shoulder brushing against yours, sending a flutter through your stomach.
In the past you would have found it pretty cringe or cheesy if someone said that to you but when it's your girlfriend that's another story. It has always been like that. The pet names, the stupid pick up lines she would use on you, it was all working on you because it was Wonhee who said it.
After a good few hours of you just chatting and having fun it was pretty dark. 9 pm to be exact. You two were laying down watching the stars.
"Do you see that star? It's kinda shining brighter than every single other one."
She pointed at it. You nod your head.
"That's how i see you! You shine brighter than everyone to me." Wonhee turned her head towards you. Smiling like some kind of idiot. Your idiot.
You leaned in and kissed her, placing your hands on her soft cheeks. "I love you so much.."
Wonhee was abit suprised at that since you aren't the type to just kiss out of nowhere, but she wasn't complaining. Quite the opposite infact she was happy.
You pull away, covering your face. "Sorry.."
"Why are you sorry?" She removes your hands from your face. Smiling again.
"Just..." she kissed you again. "Shut up."
You kissed for a few minutes. Just a soft and slow kiss full of pure love.
You pull away, your face tinted a good dark red as you just stare into her eyes.
Your phone starts vibrating. You sigh and grab it.
An incoming call from Yunah. You answer the call.
"Where are you? You know you should have been at the dorms a good 30 minutes ago..."
Gosh she is so annoying. You just hang up the call so you don't have to hear her yelling.
"We should get going." Wonhee said as she giggled. Both of you get up and start packing your things that you brought. Getting ready to be lecutured by Yunah till you both go to bed.
