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🐈⬛ wonwoo x f!reader
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🐈⬛ fluff!!
🐈⬛ cat hybrid wonu!! and gamer wonu. and pets and cuddles. and pet names for wonu (kitty/kitten). established relationship. just cute fluffy kitty wonu. :]
🐈⬛ happy birthday, wonu!! heheheee thanks to @bubbliegubs for beta'ing for me :] also, disclaimer; i didn't edit the ears onto the photos lol i just found them on pinterest like that. cutie kitten gamer <3
Wonwoo has a habit of staying up late to play his games. Sometimes you need to show him what he's missing out on.
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“Wonu?” you called, blinking the sleep from your eyes. The glow of his computer screen filled the dark room, uncanny and wrong for how late it was. “Wonu, are you still playing?”
His silhouette nudged one headphone off his furry ear. “I just need to beat this boss. I’ll be done soon. Go back to sleep.”
But you sat up, pushing the blankets down around your waist. “You said you’d be done soon, like, hours ago. It’s…” You squinted at the LED clock next to the bed and nearly gagged. “Wonwoo! It’s almost four!”
That got him to look away from the computer, albeit only for a moment as the very distant sounds of digital warfare echoed from his headphones. “I’ll be done soon,” he said again, fingers flying over the keyboard. “For real this time. Oh, wait, no – !”
He groaned as the ‘restart’ screen flashed at him. Then two clicks later, it was gone, and he was tapping away again, racing his little character across the map. You frowned.
“Wonwoo.”
“Soon, I swear, just go back to bed,” he said, eyes glued to the screen.
You narrowed your eyes.
Shoving the covers away, you swung your legs off the edge of the bed, walking over to Wonwoo’s desk. He didn’t look up. His tail brushed the floor, fluffier than normal, twitching once as you approached. He was hunched forward more than usual, betraying his frustration and exhaustion, however much he might try to deny it.
“Wonu,” you said softly, gently cupping his shoulders, and he jumped, clearly not having noticed you approaching. Cute. But his eyes still stayed on the dang screen. You slid your hands along the line of his shoulders and gently massaged the base of his neck, then curled your fingers up towards the backs of his ears, fingertips scratching gently at his scalp.
“Stop,” he grunted, tail flicking against your bare feet. He still tapped away at his keyboard, although a little slower than before, you thought. “I’m almost there.”
“The game can wait for the morning, Wonu.”
“No –”
You slipped one hand along his jaw to cup his chin from behind, thumb gently rubbing at his cheek, and he faltered. His hands stopped moving. Then an explosion nearly took out his character, and he scrambled to move, shaking his head in your palm.
“Stop,” he said again, but this time it was more pleading. Almost petulant. “Just let me win.”
“Come to bed with me and win in the morning,” you coaxed, slipping around to the side of his chair and nudging just barely between it and the desk. Wonwoo’s eyes, pupils round and wide, flicked to you for just a moment before locking back on his game. “Nonu, baby.” Gently you reached up and eased his headphones down around his neck. He started to protest, but you scratched behind his ears, and they stood up immediately.
“Come cuddle with me?” you asked, pouting just a little as you squished his cheeks, and he blinked. One eye opened before the other, but both eyelids drooped over his suddenly sleepy irises.
“Mmmkay,” he mumbled, nuzzling into your palms, and you smiled, bending to drop a little kiss on his head.
“Alright. Let’s get you ready for bed, and then we can cuddle, okay?”
His ears twitched at that, and you giggled.
“That sound good? Yeah?” you said as he nodded slowly. You patted his cheek and stepped aside, gesturing to his computer. “Alright, power down, okay? I’ll grab your pjs.”
“Okay,” he murmured, and you kissed the top of his head one more time.
It didn’t take very long to get Wonwoo ready for bed – he was sleepy, the late night catching up to him, and let you do his skincare routine for him with only a little whine of protest. The way he pressed into your hands as you rubbed the moisturizer in had your heart almost screaming in adoration.
By the time you finally crawled into bed, Wonwoo was having trouble keeping his eyes open. He yawned wide as you pulled the covers up, tongue poking out over his bottom teeth, and you cooed, ruffling the hair between his ears. He blinked, staring at you as if through a haze.
“Sleepy time,” you told him with a tap on the nose. “C’mere, you big kitten.”
You opened your arms, and he nuzzled right in, curling up against your chest with his knees pressing into your stomach and his face tucked into the crook of your neck. You hugged him even closer. A little uncomfortable, maybe, but he’d spread out overnight anyway, splaying his limbs across you like he always did.
“Night,” he mumbled against your skin, voice low and drowsy. You smiled against his hair.
“Night, kitty,” you echoed with a gentle stroke of his hair. “Sleep well.”
“Mmn.”
You closed your eyes, but after a quiet moment, Wonwoo started to squirm. Glancing down, you frowned, finding his droopy eyes on yours.
He craned his neck up and captured your lips in a kiss.
Oh. You smiled against him, kissing back gently. The taste of minty toothpaste still lingered, usually unpleasant but more than okay right now. Wonwoo was as soft and warm as ever, the picture of perfection with his tail curling against your thigh and his hands pawing gently at your shirt.
He broke away only to yawn again, and you giggled.
“Alright, kitty. Bedtime for real now.”
“Bedtime,” he agreed as he nuzzled back into your neck. You rested your chin on the top of his head, smiling to yourself as you closed your eyes and petted absently at the back of his head.
Wonwoo’s soft breathing settled beside you, slowly evening out. He really was cute like this, all cuddled up against you, nudging against your ribs and –
He moved suddenly, rolling onto his back, and you loosened your grip to let him flop against the mattress. His hands splayed up against the pillows, and his legs stretched beneath the covers, pulling them down and presenting the sweetest little peek of his tummy under the hem of his shirt.
Oh.
A smile crept over your face as you reached out and rubbed gently at his stomach.
Wonwoo purred.
You turned to bury your smile in the pillow, and petted his soft belly until you were both fast asleep.
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