Gucci Chittaphon

genre: fluff, friends to lovers summary: minho asks you to be his plus one for a wedding word count: 1.1k+

Clad in the nicest dress that you owned, you walked up to the glimmering hotel where the wedding reception was being held. Minho was zero help when you were panicking and one in the morning last night about what to wear or what colors to avoid, saying something stupid like, “you’ll look fine in whatever you wear ~” so you hoped you didn’t clash too much with the soft spring tones of the centerpieces and napkin folds.

You stood in the entryway scanning the entire ballroom to find your ‘date’. You thought he’d be taking advantage of the free bar or sneaking some mini cupcakes at the sweets table, but surprisingly he was nowhere to be seen.

“Boo!”

Strong hands clasped your shoulders when you least expected it, causing you to instinctively hit the chest of the boy behind you.

[18+]

          It was supposed to be a peaceful Wednesday, Wooyoung would have a couple of friends over to play videogames; things were… actually going fine. Mingi and San were arguing about which game to play first, Yeosang was calmly going through his Instagram account, while Wooyoung himself was at the kitchen, hiding his father’s beers as a frantic Yunho paced around not understanding why there was only litchi tea on that house. Upon hearing the doorbell, however, all of them stared, confusedly, at the door, mentally counting heads to see if there was anyone missing.

“I’ll get it.” Mingi said, Wooyoung keeping his eyes on him and waiting to see whom it was.

          As his eyes fell on you, teary eyes that he could see from afar, hands tightly gripping your own forearms, he flew to the door, not asking much questions once he held you against him.

          After knowing you had had problems at home and hearing that you needed to see Wooyoung, the guys asked you two if you wanted them to leave, to which your boyfriend said no, and asked them if they’d mind if the two of you spent some time in his room until you felt better, to which they said no.

          It was the only way to make you feel better, he knew that; the bastard with a smirk plastered on his face fucking knew that. And that’s how you went from telling Wooyoung — for the tenth time that week — that you couldn’t take it anymore — all the yelling, all the pressure, having to fucking wake up every day — to making out on his bed.

“Can you really take off your shorts without using your hands?” Was what he asked you as he held your wrists on each side of his head, his smirk turning into a beautiful smile as you started to wiggle your butt.

“Yes, yes I can.” And why not take advantage of the position, right? Thinking like that, you did your best to move your hips making sure to grind on the needy boy beneath you. Wooyoung was on the edge of losing his patience, mouth agape and soundless gasps leaving his lips by the time your shorts were on the floor — accompanied by the t-shirt and bra you had already taken off.

          He let go of you, hands reaching behind his head, grabbing the cherry red wool sweater and handing it to you. When he asked you to wear it, you didn’t question why, only complaining once about how hot the weather was already with you fully out of your clothes; he said you’d look hot, you closed your mouth in a smirk and kissed his lips.

          With his pants and underwear around his knees, his shirt under your messy hair, Wooyoung made you feel renewed, made you forget all the shit that had led you to his bed on that Wednesday. You were both trying your best to keep all the noises in, and, if you focused on something else other than each other’s breathing, you would notice that the sound of the condom lube and the mattress springs were the only things hearable, but, thankfully, not so much that the boys downstairs would know what was going on it there.

          You orgasmed; moans unable to being stopped from leaving your throat, one hand on your boyfriend’s hair and the other scratching one of his shoulders; it was everything you needed, a rushed feeling of joy and relief running through your veins; all the stress had left your body. A whispered thank you was all Wooyoung needed to hear before losing all of his focus and mentally begging his own hips to move faster — as if he wasn’t able to control his own body—, desperately wanting his release to come.

          Perhaps it was from the light overstimulation or maybe it was simply from how good you would always feel upon seeing, feeling Wooyoung feel like that, move like that, breathe like that, moan like that, but you found yourself enjoying all of it more than usual. And, once the boy came, face on your neck as a failed way to keep his moans away from echoing in the room, you couldn’t help but smile.

          Wooyoung ended up letting his tired and sweaty body fall over yours, staying there for a couple more minutes before he found enough strength to hold himself up and stare down at you.

“I think they might have heard-” Before you could finish your sentence, he kissed you.

“How do you feel?” His eyes shined as they looked inside of yours, his left arms handling all his weight as he used his right hand to delicately touch your sweaty face.

“Better, way better.” The smile that had crept into your lips was enough to make Wooyoung’s heart skip way too many beats, and, as you lightly touched his bottom lip with your index finger — it was something you would always do after sex, search for the pretty mole he had on there —, he closed his eyes, a smile mirroring yours.

“Then I don’t care if they did.”

Genre: angst, slight fluff

Requested?: yes (anon)

Summary: inspired by I Smile by Day6

Message?: this is a fucking great song tbh and i didnt know these were the lyrics until this request and now im like adshHJLSLJAH WHO HURT YOU

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‘It’s been a while, I didn’t think you’d call first

“If you’re free, let’s meet up”

How can I say no to that?’

“Hello?” You answered, not bothering to check the caller ID.

“Hey Y/N, it’s me,” Woojin, your ex boyfriend, said, a pain shooting through your heart as the voice came through.

“Oh! Woojin! How are you doing?” You asked, faking a smile even though he couldn’t see you.

“I’m good, I’m… yeah. So, I thought that, if you’re free, we should meet up,” Woojin suggested.

“Oh… yeah, yeah that sounds… good. I mean, we said we’d stay friends right?” You said, mentally facepalming at the words falling out your mouth.

“Yeah,” Woojin said, awkwardness pouring out his voice, “so, the café we used to meet at?”

“Sure, at like… 5?” You asked, looking at the clock.

“Awesome, see you then,” Woojin said, sounding as happy as ever.

“Yep, see you,” You said, trying to replicate that feeling, “bye.”

He hung up and you sighed, what the fuck did you just sign yourself up for?

But then again, there was that part of you saying ‘what did he want to meet up for?’.

Well it can’t hurt to go, right?

‘It’s half excitement, half fear

because what if you notice

that I still miss you?’

The clock striked five in the café and you began to drum your fingers on the table, wondering if this was a set up. Whether he’d tried to hurt you again. But deep down, you knew Woojin wouldn’t do that, he didn’t even know he hurt you in the first place.

“Y/N!” a voice came from behind you, making you turn round to see Woojin, “how have you been? Oh my god it’s been ages.”

“Yeah I know,” You said, standing up and being pulled into an awkward hug, keeping that same fake smile as your heart fluttered, “I’m good, how are you?”

“Yeah I’m good,” he said, pulling away and sitting opposite you, “I’m a trainee at JYP now.”

“Really? What happened at SM?” You asked, trying to hide your eagerness to know everything that has happened since you left.

“It was just too hard you know? But I still wanted to be at a good agency and I thought JYP was the least strict out of the top three,” Woojin explained, “they have the same rule about dating though.”

You chuckled, pretending that didn’t dig deeper than anything else he had said, “well, I think all agencies will.”

He nodded, staring at you for a while. You began to panic, could he tell you missed him? Were you being too obvious?!

“So what have you been up to?” he asked finally, “you- you cut your hair.”

You looked down and chuckled awkwardly, “oh yeah, yeah. I had this boyfriend and he said he didn’t like long hair.”

“Boyfriend?” Woojin asked, a look of hurt and shock on his face.

You nodded absentmindedly, “he turned out to be a bit of a dick so I dumped him.”

“Ah,” Woojin chuckled, “sorry.”

You shook my head, “he was abusive.”

Woojin looked hurt, “I- I’m sorry.”

You shook my head again, “seriously, it’s fine. I dumped him and went to university, moved on with my life.”

Woojin smiled and nodded, while you stared at him. He began saying somethingbut you weren’t listening, just staring.

‘But not from you’ you wanted to say. ‘I’ll never move on from you’ you wanted to say.

But instead, “do you want a drink?”

‘I smile, I smile

So once in a while

We can meet again with a smile

I must smile, I smile’

“Oh yeah, can I have a caramel macchiato please?” Woojin asked, the same friendly smile on his face.

You once again tried to replicate it, nodding and standing up, walking to the front to order two caramel macchiatos.

Just like your first date.

You sighed, ordering the drinks before going to sit back down and seeing Woojin staring out the window.

“You alright?” You asked, looking at his side profile, his ever-handsome side profile.

Woojin sighed, smiling as he looked at you and nodded, “I’m fine. There’s just so many memories in this place.”

You chuckled, looking around and smiling the first real smile of today, “yeah… we spent a lot of time here.”

Woojin nodded and stared at me, no big smile, but a look of happiness.

“How’s trainee life at JYP?” You asked.

Woojin exclaimed, “ah it’s so much better! Going between agencies is like getting a job, the more—“ he stopped as a waitress brought over our drinks, thanking her, “—the more you go to, the higher experience you have so basically, I got accepted pretty quickly.”

“Wow, well done,” You smiled, beginning to feel comfortable with him for the first time in years, “are you on your own? Or with a team like at SM?”

“No, I’m in a team but this one was put together by this trainee, Chan, not the agency,” Woojin explained.

“Why did Chan put the team together?” You asked.

“He’s been there for seven years,” Woojin nodded.

You grimaced, “that must be awful.”

Woojin nodded, “what about you? How’s university life?”

A wave of realisation washed over you as to why you felt at peace after those words came out his mouth.

It felt like you were already back in his life.

Your life was already far behind you as you spoke to Woojin about his, every part of you yearning to be involved with him once again.

You smiled, nodding and trying to ignore the tears clouding your vision, “yeah, it- it’s good. It’s tough there’s some nights where I’m up at 5am but it- it’s good.”

Woojin nodded, smiling.

You looked at him for a while, was he thinking the same things? Or were your hopes too high?

The tears became more powerful and you took your purse out your bag, putting money on the table and standing up.

“I- I’m so sorry Woojin, talking about uni I just remembered I have an essay due for tomorrow that I haven’t even started!” You chuckled, pulling on your coat and bag.

Woojin stood up, “oh, okay, so shall we meet again soon?”

You sniffed, looking at him, trying to figure out your emotions before nodding, realising even this little bit of contact with you would make him happier.

And that made you happier.

“Of course, just call me, I’ll be there,” You nodded, a fake smile plastered on your face for the millionth time today.

“Good, I enjoyed it,” Woojin said.

You smiled once again, mouthing a quick goodbye knowing that any other words to come out your mouth would just turn into sobs, before turning around and walking out the café.

‘After we say goodbye

My smile will disappear’

You sped walked the entire way home, hand over your mouth to stop yourself bursting into tears.

When you reached my house, you opened the door and walked in, closing the door softly behind you and walking to the living room where you took off my coat and shoes and sat on the sofa, looking forward into nothingness.

You sat there for a while, feeling nothing, looking at nothing, hearing nothing, until your phone buzzed.

You took it out your pocket and looked at it, seeing a text from Woojin.

‘Teddy🐻

it was good to see you again, missed you x’

A stray tear fell from your eye as you stared at it until another text came through.

‘ps. you’re the same, your smile is still so pretty x’

And this time, you smiled.

For love, you smiled.

For memories, you smiled.

For forgiveness, you smiled.

And that this point in time, only one thought was filling your mind;

[10:59 pm] “saaan,” you whined, pulling at the blanket that had been stolen by your boyfriend, who was just drifting to sleep as you spoke. he hummed quietly in response, earning a huff from you. “you have the whole blanket, sannie. it’s cold.” a pout was evident in your voice, so when he turned over and realized that he had, indeed, stolen the blanket.

as he rearranged the blanket and pulled you into his arms so even if that happened again, you’d still have a source of warmth, he spoke: “oops, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to.” he sounded somewhat amused at the whole situation.

you were too sleepy to say anything else on the matter, instead burying your face into his chest and letting your eyes fall closed, a quiet “goodnight” falling from your lips as you fell asleep eithout problem, content to be in his arms (and moreover content with the warmth he was providing).

[12:29] [S]

i would like to apologise again for how long these took. i changed one of the prompts slightly, hope you like it. s for suggestive, also library sex is like a no go kids be aware of your surroundings! uhh does this count as a badboy!au? (female reader)

So, library’s were fun. Quiet, tranquil, calming. Also, fucking boring. You were currently sat at a table, text books spread out in front of you. You had read the same paragraph at least ten times for your mind was somewhere else entirely.

Park Seonghwa.

He sat opposite you, fingers flicking through the same two pages as he stared at you with a smirk on his lips. If it were anyone else you might feel a little creeped out but this was Seonghwa.

Your maybe boyfriend.

You hadn’t got an official announcement or anything from him but you were the only one he kissed, the only one he actually made an effort to go to the library for. And he was the only one who made your heart race. That and the sex was great.

“Stop.” You whispered, lifting a leg to cross over the other, eyes flickering back and forth from your text book to his smug face.

“Stop what baby girl?” His reply came with a breathy chuckle.

“Looking at me like that.”

“Like what? I’m just looking at you.”

“Like that!” Your voice raises a little and you snapped your mouth closed and looked around quickly, not wanting to disturb anyone else in the library.

They way he was looking at you though, like he wanted to take you right then and there on the table in the middle of the library where anyone could see, did in fact create a familiar feeling knot in the pit of your tummy. It would be inappropriate though, right?

Seonghwa’s lips twisted back into a smirking grin, sticking his tongue out and licking his lips.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about baby.” He lent back in his chair, moving his feet towards your legs under the table, the laces of his boot rubbing against the skin of your bare calf and sending shivers down your spine.

You bit your lip and shifted slightly, not taking your eyes from your text book. You didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he was getting to you. “I bet you don’t.”

Needing to get away from his heated stare and calm your racing heart down, you decided that you needed a different text book to read and stood from you chair, wordlessly making your way to the back of the library where the textbooks were.

You should have guessed he’d follow.

As soon as your finger tips brushed against the spine of a book you felt hands on your hips, pulling you backwards into a chest. He said nothing, placing kisses behind your ear and down your neck. You couldn’t help it when your eyelids fluttered closed, relaxing into his hold on you. He pushed the two of you forward a little until you were sandwiched between the bookcase and his body. You could feel his arousal pushing against your lower back. Your hands, with a mind of their own, reached up behind you to lace into his hair, a small gasp leaving your lips as one of his kisses turned into a bite on your neck.

“Seonghwa…” You breathed, chest heavy. “We’re in a library.”

“Aren’t you observant.” You felt his lips twist into a grin against your skin. He then turned you in his hold, your back hitting the bookcase and his hand gripping one of your legs to hook around his hips. He swooped down and finally kissed your lips, passion and lust filing both of you. Your hands fell to his shoulders, gripping the material of his leather jacket tightly as he lifted you up slightly to fit better against your body. “Do I dare continue? Ravish you right here where anyone could come find us at any time.” His voice was low and another set of tingles were sent through your body. Your mind was made up.

Protecc kind of older brother

Gives you noogies

But also buys you food

Teases you a lot

Barges in your room to clean it

“Clean your damn room, nasty!”

“Mind your damn business, ugly!”

“Sorry dude, I ain’t a mirror”

Your parents stopped trying to break you apart when you fight

Because they know Seonghwa is going easy on you

His full strength is usually released on exes, bullies and love interests tbh

Strength meaning physically and verbally

He could beat the shit out of someone, he doesn’t care

But more than not, he’d just give a slight warning

“You break their heart and I will break your femur. Try sauntering in the hallways then, you motherf-.”

Might have no chill, now you realised

But when you get hurt or sad, Seonghwa will . be . there

Listens to you and doesn’t say a word, sometimes 

might tease just to lighten the mood

Strokes your head until you fall asleep

It was him who helped you pass that really hard exam

even though you practically had a world war 3 studying it

He also gives you souvenirs if he’s ever away on a trip

Hello again! I just finished this request and hope that you will like it :) The original request asked only for the type of kisses but I included the first kiss situation, since it was easier for me to come up with something this way! Enjoy reading 😊

The shy ones:

Their everyday kisses would be very delicate and short, even after some time into the relationship. Quick pecks would be the norm and they wouldn’t look you in the eyes for some while after the kiss ended.

Yeosang

Your first kiss would happen 2 or 3 months after he asked you out. He would think about it a lot but he wouldn’t have the courage to actually do it. You would probably take the initiative since it already took all of his energy to ask you out. You would have to be alone with him and in a quiet environment, because I think there’s a high chance that he might shy away if he wasn’t somewhere, where he felt comfortable. You would probably be in his room and play around with his drone but it could also happen in the park where he was skateboarding. He woul show you something new that he learned or found out and would wait for a reaction after he finished. The moment would be perfect, he was relaxed and calm so you should take the opportunity as fast as you could. He wouldn’t step away and just enjoy it, it was the best reaction he could hope for. It still would take some time for him to kiss you on his own but after a while he would get there. But he still seems like someone that would give shy kisses even after a few years.

Jongho

He would be pretty new to this whole dating thing so he wouldn’t even have a clue on how to kiss you. I think that he wouldn’t even think about it for a while until he realized that couples also kiss and that you would probably also do it at some time. Your first kiss would happen about a month into the relationship. But it would be all planned out by him. He would either ask one of the other members or the internet. He would make sure that every detail was perfect since he didn’t want you to forget it and look back on this moment happy. He wanted to kiss you after a date, just like in the movies so he took you out to a nice restaurant and walk you home after your meal. Your doorstep was where he wanted to kiss you. But instead of just leaning in, he wanted to make sure that you were okay with it. So he asked, “can I kiss you?” and wouldn’t even hesitate after you said yes. He would still be the shy kisser for a while but he would get bolder and probably turn into a playfull kisser after a while.

The playfull ones:

They would like to tease you in a playfull way during the kiss, like tickling you or smooching you all over the face with ridiculous, loud sounds. You would always feel happy and laugh after the kiss.

Yunho

He liked to take advantage of his height and tease you with it for a kiss. Like puting things on high places where you couldn’t reach and demanding a kiss as payment for putting it back down. Or when you really wanted a kiss he would stand on his toes and say, “if you want something, then you have to get it yourself.” Your first kiss would also happen about a month into the relationship because he was already overjoyed with the fact that you two were together, that he totally forgot about it. You would bake together and you would snack a little on the frosting. Some of it would be stuck on your lip and you didn’t notice so without thinking he leaned in and kissed you so that he could get some of it. “Oh!”, his eyes would widen after he realises what he did, but he would quickly lean in for another cause he liked the feeling of it.

Wooyoung

I could also imagine that he’s an passionate kisser, but I think his playfull side would take over during this time. His favorite activity was to tickle you and kiss you during his torture so you wouldn’t be too mad at him. He would actually kiss you everytime he tried to get away with something. Your first kiss would actually lead to the confession. You would both know that you liked each other but it was still difficult to make it official since you didn’t want to rush anything. You would be sitting in the dorms, watch some sappy romance and comment on every little thing. The members would be in their rooms cause they hoped that something would finally happen. The lead character in the movie tried to kiss his partner but instead headbuttet them. You both had to laugh about how ridiculous that was and you turned in his direction to make a witty comment. What you didn’t expect was his lips on yours. He wanted to playfully kiss your cheek and show that it was impossible to headbutt you. The members cheered in the background since they knew that this was the beginning of your relationship.

The passionate ones:

Not the type to give you short pecks but full out, passionate and long kisses, the one you see in movies when a couple sees each other again, after a long time apart. Most kisses would turn into makeout seasons but it wouldn’t necessarily turn into more, since it was a normal thing for them.

San

I can also see him as the playfull type but when it comes to kissing, I think his inner demon would come out. His hands would never stay in one place and most kisses would turn into full out makeout seasons. His kisses would be as powerful as his dancing and even the cute and soft ones would have a passionate feeling. He also likes to kiss you often. It would be much easier to count the minutes he didn’t kiss you during the day, than to count the ones he did kiss you. He would kiss you right after he confessed to you. He would be so overjoyed that he just swooped you up in his arms, swirled you around and kissed you passionately after he placed you back on the ground. He would be shocked for a moment after the kiss, cause he would be worried that he rushed it but the look on your face, would tell him that it was okay and that he could continue to kiss you like that.

Hongjoong

His kisses would be passionate because he would relieve his stress with them. Whenever he felt down, he would need a kiss. It was like his charger so almost every kiss would be very passionate. Your first kiss would also be the confession. Like with Wooyoung’s situation you would know that you liked each other but you would talk about it and decide that it was the best to stay just friends. You would get distant after a while since your feelings where getting to strong. But you visited him at the studio when the other members told you that he was feeling down. His mood would lift up when he saw you and he realised that it doesn’t matter if he’s busy or an idol, you both would be much unhappier if you weren’t together. So he just kissed you in the middle of the studio, making you two official.

The emotional ones:

Not that the other kisses aren’t emotional, but they are the type to let you know how much they love you through a kiss. Their kisses would be different, depending on their mood and if you wanted to know how they were felling than you just had to kiss them and you would know. Even when they try to hide it.

Seonghwa

He would like to celebrate everything with a kiss. You got a good grade: Kiss. You successfully made dinner: Kiss. You remembered to put on a scarf: Kiss. He will remember every kiss and try to make every one a special one. At some point you would probably have to remind him that not every kiss of his has to come out of a disney movie and that you also enjoyed casual kisses. Your first kiss would be on your first date, since it was something to celebrate. At the end of it, he would like to take you to the place where you first met or where he realised his feelings for you and kiss you then and there. This kiss would show you how much you meant to him and strengthen the bond between you two forever.

Mingi

He always wants to show you how much he loves you but he would never be sure what’s the best way. He didn’t realise that his kisses told you enough and after he finds this fact out he would kiss you even more often. But his kisses wouldn’t feel fewer in emotion but increase even. Your first kiss would happen on the day you first said your “I love you’s.” You would spend the whole day together, enjoying every moment and do things where both of you had fun. You would both lay on the floor after a giggle fit you both had. He would look at you and realise that he really loved you and would like to spend the rest of his life with you. He couldn’t contain himself and wanted to tell you, so he leaned in and kissed you because that was the best way he could get his feelings across to you. And from then on, you would remember thus special day whenever you both kissed.

frustrated that you were, you ran your fingers through your messy hair and let a heavy sigh leave your lips when mingi saw you, a concerned look on his face.

“what’s wrong, babe?” his voice slightly startled you as you turned around and now you were facing your boyfriend.

“i wanna draw something but i’m having this huge art block and i can’t think of anything.” he remained silent for a few minutes when suddenly, his face lit up as if he had found an idea before running to your shared room and got back with a flower crown in his hands, this just sparked an idea in your head.

“i got it! i got it!” you screamed and asked him to put it on top of his head and he did what you asked; the way mingi looked effortlessly so beautiful with the flower crown just made your heart melt as you started drawing his ethereal face on the white piece of paper in front of you.

after a while you finally finished it and showed it to him.

“i don’t think it looks good enough, it’ll never be as good as your actual face but at least i tried.” you said, handing the paper to your boyfriend. you looked at him, anticipating his opinion. he didn’t say anything and it concerned you that maybe he didn’t like it.

“y/n, that’s so.. beautiful. i absolutely love it!” he pulled you in a tight hug, his big arms squeezed you. you smiled and kissed the crook of his neck as he giggled against your ear.

His eyes gazed upon you, who were still sitting up and spoke with a croaky voice,”Why are you looking at me like that?” 

You shrugged,”You’re just cute, I guess.” Instead of a response, Yeosang just smiled shyly and tried to roll to the other side to hide his embarrassment but you kept on teasing,”Eyy~ Why are you trying to hide?”

His voice was muffled from his face being in the pillows,”You know why, you cute ass demon” 

You widened your eyes slightly at the nickname, and you start to shake his body,”Wait, WHAT” Your shaking got progressively more violent,” What did you call me?” 

All of a sudden, you felt yourself being pulled into his embrace. Your head was levelled with his neck and you can feel his lips graze your hair. With a muffled voice once again, he murmured,”Shut up. You know what I said.”

“Can’t you just stay quiet for a minute?!”

“Wow, so I even have to keep my mouth shut? Why did you even go home if that’s the case then?”

“If you’re not going to stay silent for a while, then I’m leaving.”

“NO, I am leaving this damn place because you seem to care only about your job.”

You wander the streets of Seoul alone, basking in the quietude considering it was late at night. Watching the stars dot the sky was pacifying enough. You just got into a fight with your boyfriend, Renjun, who worked as the top assassin from a mafia in South Korea.

There was no point waiting for him to apologize, you thought. He never really apologized to anyone, so you just let out a sigh as you start walking back to your shared unit. Renjun paced back and forth in the dining room, blaming himself why he lashed at you the moment he stepped inside.

It was your first-year anniversary that day and you cooked his favorite meals, only to be screamed at.

Your senses seemingly heightened considering the countless times Renjun asked some of his guards to watch over you. It dawns into you that if your boyfriend lashed at you, he must be really tired of work and he would probably be sleeping by that hour. Renjun takes the elevator as he waits for you in the lobby to come back.

You were thankful for the bright streetlights, you were able to see three to five guys through their reflections in your phone screen. Starting to walk at a faster pace, you text Renjun.

To: Renjun who lights up my world 💡

Please meet me in the lobby and please get your gun. I’m being watched.

You sent it immediately, with heart thumping violently. Remembering their clothes, they definitely weren’t Renjun’s bodyguards. You finally reach the front door where Renjun stood, aiming his gun at all of them figuring they worked for the other mafia right away. Wrapping your arms around him made him feel that you were scared which gave him another reason to kill all of them. With no hesitations, he kept on pulling the trigger.

Feeling the recoil of his gun, you cry onto his chest, whispering apologies you hope he would hear. His gun was silenced and there weren’t a lot of people in the lobby so they would not notice.

Renjun hides his gun and doesn’t talk for a few seconds. “What the hell were you thinking?!” He shouts, pulling you to the elevator. Renjun wraps his arms around you after pressing your floor number.

“Baby,” he tries his hardest to not let his anger wash over him and he feels his heart shattering when he sees your eyes that were red from all the crying. You try to look away, but his hands beat you to your own as he wipes your tears. “Baby, I’m sorry.”

Your heart starts to crumble as well seeing he was at the verge of crying. “I’m so sorry, I.. I never wanted you to leave, baby,” He presses light kisses onto your forehead while threading his fingers onto your hair.

You can only nod, reaching out to touch his cheeks to calm him down. “I was so scared back then. Please don’t… Please don’t leave too,” you manage to let out. “I love you, please don’t go.”

He just smiles weakly, shaking his head. “I never will, baby. I never will. I love you too.” Renjun leans to kiss your lips passionately, and you both hear the elevator ding. He turns his head a little to see it’s just the 20th floor. You were going off at 27th but the man who entered was on his phone as he pressed the top floor.

You both eavesdrop on the conversation as he goes back to kiss down your neck, trapping you on the farthest side of the elevator. He feels both your breaths hitch when he hears something which started to piss him off again.

[9:35 a.m.] Joong is still worlds away in deep sleep as you walk over to his side and gently nudge him,“Jong, wake up.” He responded with inaudible mumbling and groans under the pillow. You rolled your eyes with a smile and tried again,“ I made breakfast, it’s gonna get cold.” with a softer voice.

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seonghwa

- suave mofo in taking orders

- dorky as heck when he’s on break

- complains about how hungry he is.

- makes really good latte art.

- might fall asleep on the job.

- does not have time for rude ass customers, he’d have to leave and let someone else take over to calm down or he would beat their asses.

- such perfect son-in-law vibes, honestly.

hongjoong

- greets everyone with a bright smile, to cover up the fact that he’s dying on the inside.

- sneaks in a few sips of that espresso cz that boi is sleep deprived fr.

- puts his earphones on during breaks, DO NOT DISTURB AT THIS TIME.

- more likely to mix up orders.

- gets a mini heart attack when a customer complains, but he can handle it really well.

- fan favorite of tweens and pre-teens because of his playful big brother vibes.

yunho

- the most easygoing barista you’ll ever have the pleasure of meeting.

- by the time the customer finishes ordering, he’d know their birthday, their mom’s name and their dog’s favorite food.

- the amount of fanmail and gifts he get on a weekly basis is comparable to an idol *ahem*.

- bops his head and does a little dance to the music as he makes that cappuccino.

- always asks for approval from someone with everything he’s made, be it his coworkers or the customers.

- Makes his own personalised drink with extra shots of espresso. Why did you think he’s so energetic and hyper in the first place?

yeosang

- SHY boi.

- he’d keep quiet as he takes the order, but he’ll remember how they like it down to the smallest details if they become regular customers.

- on special occasions, he’s use his drone son to bring the orders to the customers who record the entire thing and make it viral.

- adored by the elderly, for being such a sweet and polite boy. 

- but don’t be fooled by that gentle smile, cz he knows THE TEA around the coffeeshop and he juuust might use it against you one day.

- lowkey makes the best coffee out of the rest of the members

san

- has that charm level dialed to an eleven when he gets to work.

- he’d make witty jokes that would brighten anyone’s day, that’s why they keep coming back for more.

- like yunho, he gets a TON of gifts from loyal “customers” - more like fans, really

- only slightly manipulative when it comes to ordering; he’d encourage them to buy a snack to go along with their drink or add an extra shot of espresso, just trivial stuff to add revenue but it actually works like, everytime.

- in return, he’d go the extra mile to write notes catered to each customer - be it motivational words, comforting ones or just well wishes - onto pieces of paper with their orders.

- hangs out with yunho during breaks and things get chaotic REAL QUICK.

mingi

- upon first impression, customers would be hesitant ordering with him, but immediately become pleasantly surprised as he listens with soft engaging eyes and considerate nods towards them.

- sometimes forgets the order and has to ask anyone near him if they remember it.

- like hongjoong, he gets a mini heart attack when a customer complains about getting the wrong order. The difference is his deep voice does 98% of the work for him so the issue gets resolved quickly.

- has a sorta weird, mutual connection with babies who are carried by their guardians. They just love interacting with him.

- easily tired by the end of his shift.

- but sees the reward of it the most as well cz he’s a passionate tol bean 

wooyoung

- makes the ladies melt every.single.time

- they’d even forget what they were ordering because of how cute he is

- the clumsiest barista, and yet he gets the least shit for it

- very playful in the workplace, likes to nudge his coworkers just for shits and giggles

- the only one willing to put up with yunho and san’s chaotic antics and sometimes even helps clean up the mess afterwards.

- winks at people just to see their reaction, some were weirded out but most of the time they were absolutely charmed

jongho

- the only actually responsible barista on the job

- makes the customers laugh by repeating their orders in song

- just sings in general; during his shifts, out of his shifts, upside, downside-

- he fixes broken equipment and brings in the heavy sacks of beans from the inventory

- always practicing on tricks to impress everyone

you understood that woojin had also other people in his life who he wanted to celebrate new year with. you were a little upset though that it was almost 12 and woojin still wasn’t at your apartment yet. the hope you had for him coming on time slowly faded when the clock ticked faster and faster.

just before the clock hit 12 there was a knock on your door. with a heavy heart you went to open it, your boyfriend standing in front of you with roses in his hand. he quickly walked inside and started rambling about how sorry he was for not coming sooner.

‘I’m so sorry y/n, I was with the boys and then I had to go to my parents and my mom just kept giving me advice about the stuff I should take care of next year and-‘

before he could finish whatever he was going to say you pressed your lips against his to shut him up and share your first kiss of the new year.

‘shut up woojin, I’m just glad you’re here now. I love you so much, let’s make 2019 our year.’ you smiled and he returned that smile. he kissed you again and wrapped his arms tightly around your waist.

Kim Woojin X Reader.

Summary: Cheesy Valentine’s day traditions turn into ‘3 Hours In Heaven’, locked in a room with nothing but snacks and music. 

Genre: FLUFF!!!

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It had started out as a harmless gesture, and now had turned into tradition.

Valentine’s Day, of course, was the day where you would buy Woojin something within the spirit of Valentines, this being either chocolate or something extremely cheesy. White Day was the same, Woojin buying you something equally ridicule. This back and forth exchange had been subject to tradition for the countless years you’d been together.

So as you step into the dorm, chocolates in hand, you can’t but help smile widely at the cheesiness that you know is about to unfold.

“Oh, Woojin!” You sing, slipping off your shoes. “Woojin my love, where are you?”

You hear a chorus of laughter from around the house, you stifling back your own laughter.

“In the kitchen Yeobo.” The response is laced with sickly sweetness, an artificial flavor. It’s as sickly as those Valentine candies and caramels.

Trying not to break character, you make your way to the kitchen, choking back any laughter that may erupt.

“Hello, darling!” “Hello my love, I’m glad you’re finally here.”

Seungmin and Jisung’s looks of disgust just can’t go noticed by either of you, you breaking into laughter the instant you all make eye contact in an explosive eruption.

Holding out the chocolate box, you ball yourself into crouching position, face covered by one hand as you cringe in embarrassment. Woojin takes the box gingerly, a laughing mess himself as he helps you to standing position.

“Sorry guys, you know it’s a tradition.” Woojin tells them, handing you a set of silver chopsticks as you eye the tteokbokki sitting in front of the three of the boys.

Rolling his eyes, Jisung takes another mouthful of food, shaking his head at the two of you.

“Can you just not. Please, for our sanity?”

Seungmin is quick to nod in agreement, mouth also full of food.

“This is it, I promise you! We won’t go full out on tradition of the sake of your sanity.” You tell them, pinching a rice cake piece.

“Sure… well, we have plans to go to that arcade down the road. Y/N, Woojin, if you want to join us feel free to.”

Woojin looks shocked, holding up his hand. “Woah, who’s we?”

Jisung blinks at him. “The rest of us. Stray Kids. We knew you’d spend the day with Y/N so we planned to do something so we weren’t bored.”

He simply nods in agreement. “True, true.”

Hours seem to pass, the four of you eating happily in silence. The normally chaotic atmosphere is usually still, the abnormal presence of something just waiting to happen lingers in your mind like a fog you can’t shake.

“Woojin!”

From the other side of the dorms, the shout from Jeongin makes your boyfriend bolt upright in his stool.

“Woojin, you need to come here!”

Almost automatically, the four of you spring up and down the halls to assist the maknae in whatever problem he’s having. Jeongin only points into Woojin, Minho, and his shared room and you’re all moving to inspect the problem he is stressing over.

But rather then a problem, you’re both betrayed by the three boys, who only push you into the room enough to swing the door shut behind you.

“Hey!” You yell, banging on the door that now seems to be locked from the outside. “Let us out, what are you doing?”

“Well,” this time is Chan who replies, leading you to believe perhaps this setup was a plan. “We thought you two could use some time together. And because we all just want some peace, we’d lock you into the room.”

“Yah, Chan,” it’s Woojin who speaks this time. “Let us out. It’s not funny.”

“It’s pretty funny…” Chan trails off, laughter escaping the boys surrounding him. “I mean, there’s food and water on your the desk so you won’t starve. Also, just think of it like 7 minutes in heaven… but it’s 3 hours in heaven.”

You can only stare up at Woojin with wide eyes. 3 hours?!

“You’re going out aren’t you? Why are you locking us in a room?”

“… that was Jisung’s plan… so we went with it.” Seungmin answers.

You can’t help but crack a smile at how stupid these boys could be. How could this seriously get any weirder?

“Okay… well considering you both aren’t saying anything, we’ll assume we’re forgiven. Anyway, bye!”

Jisung’s sarcasm seems to shine through the door, falling footsteps indicating that perhaps you really would be suck in the dorm room for the next 3 hours.

Though Woojin goes to investigate the snacks at hand, you can’t help but wait at the door, listening for any sign of someone unlocking the door or even stepping foot into the hallway.

“I mean, we have chicken. So we can’t be too mad.”

Holding up a takeaway box full of what you can presume is fried chicken, you can’t help but crack another smile. Perhaps he’s right.

A tiny creak in the hallway has you flinging yourself towards the locked door, ear pressed against the white surface to hear if anyone has come to perhaps secretly unlock the door.

“I think someones here?” You whisper, eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

But arms around your waist end your listening abruptly, the sound of your heart pumping a little faster in your chest now thumping in your ears. He kisses your cheeks sweetly, pulling you a little closer.

“You know, Chan said we’d be alone for a while.”

You can’t help but laugh, head falling back to rest on his shoulder, eyes trained on him with a lazy expression.

His tough exterior wavers, a light smile pushing through the smirk. You raise an eyebrow at this, a smirk replacing your grin.

“Oh, we’re you trying to be suggestive?”

This time he breaks into laughter, shaking his head slightly.

“You know you ruin everything right?”

Cracking a smile, you nod, turning around in his arms to fully face him. Pressing a kiss to his cheek, deliberately a little too close to the corner of his lips, you push past him towards the desk, opening the takeaway box full of chicken.

Woojin can only chuckle at your actions, gaze lingering at the ceiling as he shakes his head the tiniest bit before walking back over to you, hands stuffed into his pockets.

The chicken brings a conversation that has you bursting into laughter. Memories of meeting each other’s parents for the first time a lifetime ago, and embarrassing moments you’d both experienced with the rest of the boys on that one summer night. Somehow confinement feels more relaxed then you’d both thought.

The mid-winters day streams through the window in dull, filtered light. White covering the ground much like blankets cover warm bodies on the sofa. You two are trapped in nostalgia, laughing about old times and even older feelings. Travels and future plans. You and him. The opening chords of an acoustic song is muffled by the fabric of his jeans, but alive and bouncing off the walls of the room. His hands on your waist feels warm despite cold fingertips and even colder air in the room. His skin radiates heat onto your hands, clasped behind his neck in a tangle of hair against fingertips. Already so close, your head is pressed against his chest, the echoing of his heartbeat humping through the room like a quiet beat against the acoustic.

His fingers unravel from your waist, coming to rest of your cheek, whilst his lips meet yours with a surprising gentleness you couldn’t explain. The kiss is soft, longing - a spark that despite being so old it only continues to get brighter.

But this kiss doesn’t fizzle out, acting much like your relationship - full of passion, unconditionality, and love.

So as you look up at him now, eyes half-lidded and heart still fluttering, you can’t but help place a soft kiss to his lips.

“I love you, you know.”

He chuckles, eyes still closed. A hand beckons you closer, fingers intertwining into the fabric of the shirt you have on.

“And I love you even more. You know that right?”

Eyes fluttering open, he looks at you, a small, soft smile illuminating his features. A smile of something even more than adoration or fondness.

You can only mirror his features, eyes closing as his do.

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Chris

He would be a giggly mess

When you jumped into his lap he would grin so big

He would rub small circles onto your hand to try and calm you down, but secretly hoping that another jump-scare would happen 

During gory scenes he would cover your eyes and giggle in your ear

“Awe, Jagi! It’s okay! I’ll be right here!”

Woojin

(sorry everyone he’s my bias so I might get a little carried away)

Ugh,,,,this bear

When you jumped into his lap he would be surprised,,,,definitely into it

His small smile would grow as he put an arm around you, his other hand rubbing slow small circles onto your lower back

During the really gory scenes when you would hide your face in the crook of his neck, he would grin down at your and run his fingers through your hair

“Nothings going to hurt you, I’m right here.”

Minho

This little shit

He would be so SMUG

When you jumped into his lap he would laugh and wrap his arms around you

Later on when the gory scenes were going on he would push or shove you playfully to scare you even more

When you would pout or push him away he would immediately apologize because he thought it was all in good fun

“Awe I’m sorry, Jagi. I’ll stop scaring you,,,,,,BOO!”

Changbin

Like Minho, smug

Not as much as him,,,,,more,,,,,cocky?

He’s like “oh yea I’m the man.” when you jumped into his lap

He would pull you closer to him and kiss the top of your head

During the gory scenes he would ask you if you if you wanted to fast forward through them

He would grab your hand and squeeze it to let you know that he was there

“Yah, I don’t really like these scenes anyway. Let’s skip them, Jagi.”

Hyunjin

He would LOVE it

He thought you were the cutest like this, sweat pants, bare face, in his lap with your arms around him tightly

He would giggle and put a loose strand of hair behind your ear, kissing your cheek

During the really gory scenes he would talk to you and try and get your mind off of it

“How was your day at work? Was it busy?”

Jisung

At first he felt a little awkward when you jumped into his lap, honestly he jumped when you did that because he wasn’t expecting it

It wasn’t long until he was laughing while slinging an arm around your shoulder

He would scream and shake you at random parts in the movie just to see you jump again

During the really gory scenes he would play with your hair and start doing aegyo 

“Look at me and not the movie, Jagi! Aren’t I cute?”

Felix

When you jumped into his lap he would look down at you with a questioning look 

But when he saw that you were scared he would start playing with your hair to try and put you at ease

During the really gory scenes he would lean down and whisper in your ear with that deep ass voice UGH

“Everything’s alright, Jagi. I got you.”

Seungmin

Like Felix, he would be really surprised when you jumped into his lap

It would take him a little bit to recover from the initial shock

Once he realized what was happening he would take your hand in his and give you a reassuring smile

He would ask you a million times if you wanted him to turn the movie off

When the really gory parts came up he would ask if you wanted to skip them, if you didn’t he would hide behind you

“Aish, this is too much for me.”

Jeongin

Uh oh

When you jumped into his lap he would scream that dolphin scream that he does (I think it’s so funny lmaoooo) and that would freak you both out even more

If you wanted to keep watching it he would awkwardly put an arm around you

Outside he’s calm

On the inside?

Internally screaming

During the gory scenes he would cover your eyes and his own, not even being ashamed at this point because he’s really scared :’(((

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summary: Woojin accidentally twists your ankle during dance practice

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Pairing: Woojin X Reader (gender neutral reader)

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Mention of what happened, I don’t go into detail so it’s not gory and gross

Words: 862

“I didn’t mean to hurt you that way.” 

You were the one of the newest trainee’s, at JYP EVERY one talked about Stray Kids and how amazing they were (because even the agency couldn’t keep their mouth shut about how amazing these guys are we’re all whIpPED) You were a Stay and ofc had a phat crush on Woojin.

The company/your group positioned you as the main vocalist. Although you had a strong voice, you didn’t know how to breathe properly and your range could use some work. When Woojin heard that a cute new trainee needed vocal lessons he practically (he did) run around the building like a treasure hunt - searching everywhere for you.

When he finally caught you he was out of breath and a little sweaty (aka,,,,,hOT)

“Aish, hello! My name is Woojin! I heard that you were in need of a vocal couch and I was wondering if you would like to work with me?”

He held out his hand and you shook it. The way his hand covered yours completely like a glove you instantly fell in love with this sweet human being.

So after about a month of working together, you two started to get really close, AND your skills improved. That’s what we like to call in the business, a win-win situation.

Your group was having your first comeback and you were fReAKInG oUT.

Woojin had come and sat in on your dance practices, because he wanted to see how his soon to be boy/girl friend was doing in all areas of his career.

You were struggling a little bit and after practice Woojin asked if you would like to come in late that night to work with him.

So after both of you had gotten off of work at like 2-3AM you met in an empty practice room and got to work.

You both were sweaty and gross (hOT) and really close to each other. His arms would accidentally brush yours and you swore that your body was going to be set ablaze by all of this tension.

So he’s got one hand on your waist and you’re looking up at him with those big beautiful doe eyes and he loses his shit for a second.

“Ah okay so,,,,,uh yea! You’re going to want to bring your leg back,,,,,like this!” 

This dude freaking SIDE SWIPED YOU AND YOU HIT THE FLOOR SO HARD.

You wiped out and started whimpering because ow your ankle.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you that way.”

So he’s freaking out right? Like Woojin has gone into full Papa Bear mode. He’s running around the practice room trying to find supplies to bandage you up. Thankfully he found that kind of gauze thing you use to wrap up your ankle and other things???? Lol do I LOOK like a doctor? I write shitty fanfics on Tumblr don’t judge me for not knowing the correct name.

“Y/N, can you hear me? Don’t move towards the light!” Woojin looks like he’s going to cry and you feel so bad for him,,,,,then you remember that it’s YOUR ankle that’s screaming at you in pain. So you start laughing.

“Woojin! Seriously! No worries! It’s just a little-” 

You moved your ankle like the tiniest bit and pain was stabbing that area so hard. You wince and hiss and Woojin looks like he wants to jump out the window.

“Hey okay, do you want to go to the hospital?” You shake your head and smile at him. “No haha, I don’t think it’s that serious.” He frowns because he’s like omg I just HURT the person I’m falling in love with fuck oh gosh. “Are you sure? Why don’t I take you to my dorm? I’m sure some of my members know how to fix this, and then I can take you home? Or if you would like to stay at my place so I could watch over you and make sure that you’re okay?”

He didn’t even mean for it to come out like in a romantic kind of way, he was just so concerned about you that he wanted to take care of you :’(

You nod at him because lol there is no way on God’s green earth that you’ll be able to get yourself home.

So he picks you up and carries you and your things out of the studio. Carries you the ENTIRE walk to the dorm (which isn’t far and you’re not heavy but you’re still really embarrassed.)

The next day he tells your instructors that he freaking dunked on you so hard lol and they understand because awe this cutie pie feels so bad and they don’t want to see him cry because uh oh his eyes are watering and he’s still freaking out I’m-

So he takes care of you at your place when he gets home. You started dating like two weeks later and you two joke about this all the time.

“Woojin, remember when you broke my ankle because you thought I was so hot that I turned your brain to putty?”

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Pairing: Woojin (Stray Kids) X Reader (boy and girl)

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

Words: 154

“I may never forgive you for this.” 

You and your boyfriend Woojin were looking for places to go for date night.

“Jagi!” He exclaimed excitedly. “We could go to this really good chicken place down the street! They have this-” He looked over at you, you were making a face. “What’s wrong?”

“Woonie, I don’t want to offend you, but I don’t really like that chicken place.” He gasped, eyes wide and had a mock look of disdain. 

“I may never forgive you for this.”

You threw a pillow at him jokingly and he pretended to wipe a tear from his eye. “Well then where do YOU wanna go?” 

“How about the chicken place in downtown? They have less grease on theirs.” He beamed at you and hurriedly put on his coat.