note: it's important to note that I did not read all of these fics - this is a compilation list and not a recommendation list. i wanted to give some love to jun and his variety of fics available on the platform. I plan to do this with some of the other members in seventeen, so this is an ongoing series <3
dividers credit goes to @/saradika-graphics
on my tongue part 1 [26.2k] @livmarauder - IN AUNIVERSE filled with soulmates, you never wanted one, never wanting to be tied down to a stranger for the rest of your life. However, fate always seems to work against you and gives you the worst soul mark you could ever have: a soulmate who seems to have a taste for spicy foods, something that you have a distaste for.
part two is nsfw
skyline [22.8k] @haologram - injuries are always easy to come by when your job is flying through the air, so you're not surprised when you're set in front of a bunch of out-of-work trapezists looking to take your partner's spot for eight weeks. what isn't easy to come by is certainly the biggest con-artist in the world of trapeze: wen junhui.
burn for the win [22.1k] @mylovesstuffs - being the engineer who knows too much and the sister who’s had enough means standing at the eye of the storm while two men she cares about tear each other apart. jun’s pride could still cost him everything, and yet he refuses to fight to fix what’s broken; neither will minghao. she’s tired of the fallout, but no one listens. a crash was only the beginning. now, can anything bring them back?
finding spring [22k] @joshujin - Tale tells of a water spirit bound to the Elysian River, destined to guard the very magic her human body once sought after. She lives where the animals come to drink, where the children wade in the water, where the river empties into the sea. And she is waiting for the chance to be freed.
pulse points [15.9k] @wheeboo - Being the TA for your anatomy class has always been really rewarding, especially stemming in your passion for the medical field. But as it’s approaching the peak of the school semester and labs have gotten more intense, you aren’t surprised to be dedicating your time to tutoring your strangely handsome, dorky, yet enigmatic classmate during after school hours — and reassuring him how to not be afraid of dissections.
free love [13.8k] @gam3bo17 - The first time you saw him you didn’t know his name, only that he didn’t look at you the way everyone else did. The countryside air felt different: cleaner, lighter, like it didn’t matter who you were. No chauffeurs. No bodyguards hovering nearby. No people trailing behind you like shadows. For the first time in your life you felt normal. Not the child of the family that owned Pledis Industries. Not the face plastered across city billboards and magazine covers. Not someone people bowed to before they spoke. Just you.
for the love of the game [13k] @yoongihan - you've accepted your place in the world of baseball; you know what you're good at. outside of the dugout and locker room, certain university classes are NOT what you're good at. asking for help feels weak, especially from the perpetually smiley cheerleader who you're sure is just as dumb as he is pretty.
psycho [12.8k] @wheeboo - in which a new patient is assigned for treatment under your care, and you begin to put the puzzles and pieces together to a past case that you thought to have ceased away from your mind.
who's your worm guy? [11.3k] @imnotshua - your final project is due far too soon and you’re stumped for ideas. that is until you pick up a part time job in the ticket booth at your local water park and you meet the most– uh– interesting employees. this includes a wen junhui, food and beverage supervisor, whose creativity sparks most when he’s hazy and slacking off.
anonymously yours [11.3k] @wheeboo - When the world falls asleep, a certain radio broadcast goes live—one hosted by none other than you and your best friend Wen Junhui. The two of you host an anonymous love confession segment, where listeners submit their deepest feelings, secrets, and late-night loves they can’t say aloud for you to unravel live on air. However, when a recurring submission starts to feel too familiar, a certain someone finds themselves wondering how long they can stay anonymous… before they are finally heard.
most ardently [10.7k] @chanheescafe - you find a sense of familiarity in your sworn rival, jun, while exchanging anonymous letters with a stranger .
Pendulum [9k] @gyuswhore - There are many things your father never told you when he left you his flower shop; the ever creaky door hinges, the delivery man who can never seem to tell the orchids from the gardenias, and the headquarters of the biggest mafia in New York operating in the employee break room. Of course you're used to it now, the familiar faces passing in and out of the shop while you pretend nothing is amiss. Until a new face appears, disappearing into the backrooms without a word, bloodied knuckles and a poorly strapped revolver on his hips. Suddenly, it's very hard to pretend.
sixth times the charm [8.8k] @planetkiimchi - your coworker jun is naturally friendly and a little chaotic, but he also mistakenly thinks you like his crush. this love rivalry persists despite the two of you being friends, at least until he realises that the one he likes is you.
pink stationary [7.9k] @haologram - everything with junhui has been a step towards something, but neither of you are very clear on what when it comes to the other.
i like you feeling like this [7.7k] @minnnliz - overwhelmed by her case load at work, reader's friend recommends she visit the cat café that just opened downtown, since she claims she's too busy to get a cat of her own. but is it the cute cats that keep her coming back... or the cute guy who makes the mandatory uniform cat ears look endearing?
meow or never [6.9k] @supi-wupi - Jun adopts a cat who turns out to be a cursed human. You’re the only other person who knows the secret—and Jun might be falling for both the cat (platonically) and you (romantically).
Gemini [6.7k] @caratchronicles - As the saying goes, "History repeats itself". Eons after the Second Titan War, the world is left in a similar state of despair. Good prevails, but so does the imbalance and injustice. Now standing on opposite sides, the Gods and Demigods don't think that the damage done by The Aegean War can ever truly be repaired. When yet another prophecy pushes you to fight for your friends, you must decide for yourself: Are you worth fighting for too?
happy ending [6.6k] @junkissed - a pointless argument escalates until both of you need some space, but it couldn't come at a worse time.
kiss me it's for science [4k] @supi-wupi - Jun and Y/N are both psychology majors. For their thesis, they must observe the chemical reactions of romantic attraction... using themselves as test subjects. Bonus, Their “experiment” is being live-blogged by classmates on a fan account.
unread messages [3.5k] @supi-wupi - Jun moved back to China. You still write to him every day, though you never hit send. Until one day, he replies—to a message you never sent.
do i wanna know [3.3k] @belovedgyu - mob boss! junhui x detective! femreader
tears [3.3k] @acphengene - soulmate au, angst, fluff, selfdoubt and a lot of insecurities
memory lane [3.1k] @orbitondgtl - On your first wedding anniversary, Jun has something special planned for the two of you. In turn, you have something special planned for him.
secret life of wen junhui [3k] @wheeboo - in which jun gets set up on a blind date by his best friend.
marmoris [3k] @haologram - everything with junhui has been a step towards something, but neither of you are very clear on what when it comes to the other
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note: it's important to note that I did not read all of these fics - this is a compilation list and not a recommendation list. i wanted to give some love to jun and his variety of fics available on the platform. I plan to do this with some of the other members in seventeen, so this is an ongoing series <3
dividers credit goes to @/saradika-graphics
my girlfriend faked her amnesia [29k] @miabebe - It wasn’t always that life gave one the chance to hit reset, but now that Jun had gotten it, he didn’t have long before time ran out - 10 days to valentine's day which meant 10 chances to make his amnesiac girlfriend remember him again. But it wasn’t going to be a cakewalk - after all, how could one be reminded of the past if they were only pretending to forget?
just a taste [27.7k] @rosequartz-archive - Your boss is the most beautiful thing you've ever seen in your life, it's like he glows from within and brightens your day. But one evening after work you find him doing something that's about to change your life forever. That is, if he lets it.
how to cancel your faustian bargain [22k] @100vern - as the devil, you’re more than happy to grant favors in exchange for someone’s soul, and you’re known for having the most iron-clad contracts around. which is why wen junhui—the scene’s newest contract attorney hell-bent on returning all those souls you’ve acquired—is really starting to piss you off.
open channel [17k] @sknyuz - stepping into the haas f1 garage means more than just being good at what you do—you’ve inherited the headset once worn by your father, now the vital voice guiding their first seat driver, wen junhui, on track. junhui is sharp and distant, but your clear calls cut through the noise in a way that unsettles his perfect composure. between late-night debriefs, testing laps, and the chaos of race weekends, a quiet rhythm starts to build—something that feels dangerously close to something more.
deadlock [15.6k] @sailorsoons - You and Junhui have the perfect life together. Sure, you’ve failed to mention you’re a spy for Clockwork and he never mentioned being a hitman for Protocol, but what couple doesn’t lie? The lies work - until Junhui is tasked with killing you, his perfect wife who has secrets he never dreamed of.
chains of love [14k] @straylightdream - He’s always been a fighter and a protector in every lifetime. No matter how hard he tries evil always follows you in one way or another. You have no clue who he is until you come face to face with the man, warding off the evil from your dreams. You find him in an abandoned warehouse fighting in an illegal boxing match. The man in the ring winning instantly captures your attention in every way possible.
in limine [12.5k] @eoieopda - you think that by remaining single this year, you’ve found a loophole in your string of shitty valentine’s days. the universe thinks you should lose your paralegal on the eve of a major trial and see if you wouldn’t rather have all of those untimely breakups and missed dates instead.
nights bride [12.8k] - @nightshao - When you inherits an estate, you expects creaking floors and dust — not a ghost who swears you’re his wife. The house breathes with memories that aren’t yours, and every night, a soft voice whispers your name. Jun isn’t frightening; he’s heartbreakingly gentle, waiting for a love you've forgotten.
when love kills [12k] @thedensworld - Love is a double-edged sword—one for a kiss and one for a kill. Jun was meant to do one thing: uphold his family’s ruthless legacy. But everything changed when he met the woman he loves.
Company Benefits [12k] @studioeisa - you can’t really call wen junhui your ex-boyfriend. it was more of a friends with benefits situation—except you only got ghosted, while he got an internship at your recommendation. people always say to not bite the hand that feeds you; it looks like jun didn’t get the memo.
strategize my heart [9.8k] @yourfavtangerine - She’s a warrior, he’s a strategist. She calls him a nerd, he calls her reckless. But battles have a way of proving that brains and brawn are stronger side by side.
ocean view [8.8k] @junkissed - an all expenses paid trip to greece for your friend's wedding seems too good to be true, but it gets even better when you meet a handsome stranger on the beach. with the help of a mysterious old lady, her magic deck of tarot cards, and one too many coincidences, you're starting to believe things really do happen for a reason.
amateur hour [8.6k] @junkissed - the most awkward encounter of your life might just end up being the best thing you and your best friend have ever done together.
official business [8.5k] @lovetaroandtaemin - When your best friend shows up on your doorstep to tell you that she's pregnant with your husband's baby, you decide to get revenge with the one man you know he doesn't want you talking to.
中秋节 [6.1k] @pajarinwrites - idol!au, established relationship
two worlds apart [6k] - @neocrias - After having some strange dreams about other dimensions, you take off on a journey to explore the nearby forest. What you hadn't expected was falling asleep next to a fairy circle and waking up to a very peculiar - and handsome - nymph close to you.
so it goes... [5.6k] @straylightdream - Getting caught up in a moment. Lipstick on your face, so it goes. I'm yours to keep and I'm yours to lose.
purple lace bra [5.3k] @cherrys-teas - you seem to have an addictive personality, but you would never do drugs, and you dont like to get drunk. your drug of choice? your asshole ex who you cant seem to get over. the worst part is that he seems to be equally as addicted to you.
too far [4.7k] @lovetaroandtaemin - When your friend suggested letting the new intern in your company's legal department move in with you, you had your doubts. As time went on, though, the two of you grew closer than you ever could have anticipated. The only problem was that you were certain that he didn't see you the same way you saw him.
midnight motel [4.7k] @seungkw1 - It’s late at night, you’re lost in the middle of nowhere, and the gas tank is dangerously close to empty. So when you and your new boyfriend finally stumble upon a motel, you’re relieved to know you’ll at least be safe here overnight – or will you?
starlight secrets [4.1k] @gyuhao5 - On the 12 year anniversary of the hit teen series you and Jun starred in, nostalgia fills the air as fans reminisce the show. During an interview, a burning question emerges: Was there ever more than friendship behind the scenes?
bedroom exclusive [3.9k] @junkissed - seeing your boyfriend on tv kissing another girl definitely doesn't feel good, but he's got plenty of time to make it up to you. and he plans on letting you know that you're the only one on his mind.
enemies with benefits [3.8k] @sluttyminghao - choreographer!junhui x choreographer!afab!reader ♡ enemies to lovers, smut, angst, fluff
private folder [3.5k] @junhuiscent - Jun has been your best friend for years but you never knew that he’s actually been obsessed with you this whole time. Until he sends you a sudden nude whilst away in China which changes the dynamic.
the bachelor [3.5k] @sluttywonwoo - it's a bachelor party, but no one's getting married. at least, not anymore.
get you alone [3k] @junkissed - your first date with jun has been good, but all you've been able to think about all night is how to get him alone.
This is a series I decided to do for the hell of it where I reviewed 26 different fanfics, from 26 different authors for the 13 members of Seventeen -> Josie Reviews Tag
I wanted to be able to appreciate the large range of authors that caratblr has to offer and it really feels as if I just scratched the surface. Thank you to everyone for making my year ten times easier. I endlessly appreciate everyone for sharing their works on the platform and for making the community what it is. I hope this little project I decided to take on made you all feel a little happier and appreciated this holiday season.
This goes without saying but - none of the authors here need to get back to me or respond in any way. I wanted a chance to comment on their work once more and leave them a nice note for the holidays!
SCOUPS | SEUNGCHEOL
A Seat Across From You - @nerdycheol
This fic holds a special place in my heart. Several elements introduced in the fic come together really well - the use of technology, the telling of time, even the way the reader thinks of Seungcheol. Everything felt like it had a reason for being there and each location mattered. It was truly "A seat across from you" until they became so ingrained in the other's life. I really loved reading how Seungcheol and the reader slowly became a part of each others lives, how the reader's thinking of Seungcheol and his life developed, how she tried to impress him. I think, in my opinion, the best way to describe it is akin to the feeling Ghibli movies? Romanticizing the every day - the morning commute, waking up, grabbing coffee, etc. You could really see how both of the characters appreciated the days in which they interacted with one another - the days had meaning. Getting glimpses into character's lives and not straying outside of those boundaries (the train) is an interesting way to handle it and it shines here.
Game Over [Play Again] - @cheers-to-you-th
Reading this fic was akin to expecting the unexpected. It felt like there was a twist at every corner and my own expectations on how situations would go never matched up. My favorite part of the entire fic was the reader coming to terms with everything around her and continuing to live on with her life. Its such a heartbreaking ordeal to endure - someone you grow close to, separated by a wall but emotionally kept away by miles. Writing the reader's experience - her attempts with making peace of her situation AND foreshadowing it at the very beginning of the fic was a completely insane thing to do. Such a great way to foreshadow future tension between the two characters without showing the hand. Watching Seungcheol and the reader interact - not completely understanding Seungcheol's side of the situation until its brought to light (truly because she didn't understand how much it would affect him) was fascinating to read. How each of them reacted to everything was to heart-wrenching.
JEONGHAN
liquorice - @gyuhao5
Jeonghan was so natural in this fic, it felt like he walked off the page. Every time he spoke, it felt like I was in a trance. He felt unattainable, untouchable and completely out of our reach, whether its the Liquorice!Reader or the reader(me) themselves. Jeonghan's personality shines, from his teasing and playful nature to his more caring and cautious side. On the reader's note - she truly felt like she was someone who has never experienced love. She was struggling trying to figure out all the nuances of love, trying to fall in love with Soonyoung while looking at someone else. Her insecurities, her shy nature - everything - felt like a young woman experiencing love for the first time. Its genuinely an embarrassing experience to go so long without a first kiss and it felt like every decision she made was in result of that deep insecurity. The character writing in this feels so natural and that you had an idea of exactly you wanted to bring across with these two characters. It was delivered excellently.
Candy - @wheeboo
This was a couple that was destined to be together, but too scared for the 'what ifs'. Honestly, it was a heartbreaking ride about the hesitance of opening your heart again - experiencing love from someone who betrayed you in such a manner. The hesitancy of the reader and the regret Jeonghan held was fantastic, my heart ached with every interaction between the two of them. You, most importantly, could experience the love that still remained. The use of penpals and letters throughout the fic was a genuinely interesting way to see inside of Jeonghan's head (as the reader) and understand where exactly he was coming from. These letters were probably the first time Candy!Reader could understand where Jeonghan was coming from - why he was reacting the way he was (despite not even knowing its him). The letter reveal was also excellent - I love how they subconsciously knew it was one another, it was just obvious because they knew each other so well. It only made sense the people who could give the perfect advice would be the other.
JOSHUA
Not according to plan - @starlightkyeom
Truly, you one of the kindest people I've ever had the honor of chatting with. I can feel your enthusiasm for writing through the page and how much you love it, your passion is evident. On this particular fic, I really loved it. I enjoyed how you were able to balance the relationships and how Joshua / the reader reacted to everything. Joshua was as charming as ever, you honestly made him so easy to fall in love with. The way Joshua treated the reader throughout felt like it was his way of showing how she should be loved (he naturally does such an amazing job at it. I'm sure through his actions, he was trying to show the reader she deserved someone who gives a shit). I love how the reader's struggles and her acceptance of Joshua's affections were of a direct result of Johnny - how the cheating affected her. All the struggles the reader was facing really felt as if it was someone learning how to love and trust again after the blatant disregard of the reader and her life being absolutely destroyed. I think about this fic often...
Dude, Nice Try! - @joshujin
WOW! What a fun ride! Truly such a wild time out here with those two characters. I adored the difference between the reader and Joshua - their difference responses to the entire situation that's been presented before them. I find both of them to be incredibly realistic but polar opposite ways to respond to a cheating situation this deep. Joshua and the reader were in incredibly different situations, Joshua was coming out of a relationship, his first long term one, in which he thought he was going to marry her. It was the first relationship he thought was going to work out. Whereas the reader was in a relationship actively looking to destroy her life inside out. Joshua reacting with indifference and numbness. You can never expect how a betrayal like this could go. Watching these two dole out their revenge and how well they understood each other just from 24 hours of knowing each other was amazing. I loved their chemistry and everything they had going with one another. I'm glad I decided to read these spaced out - it gave me time to digest everything.,
JUN
How to cancel your faustian bargain - @100vern
I know you said I made you out smarter than you are, but I wouldn't sell yourself so short. You have an amazing capacity to integrate meaningful ideas, and you really showed it off in this fic. The best way I can sum, up my feelings on this idea was through your ask game and specific this quote - "i want them to feel human and maybe remind you of someone you know". Honestly, despite being a Faustian bargain AU, I constantly saw myself in Jun in how he was handling life, trying to navigate it to his best abilities. Seeing Jun find his own path gave me some hope for my own path I'm on. I loved how both of the sides - the Devil and God were not black and white, there were actually negatives and trickery on both sides - its an interesting thing to consider (i wont go into rn). Jun was so relatable, from his strong moments to his embarrassing ones. The humor was effortless and I enjoyed the balance of seriousness and humor. It's hard to have such unserious moments be followed by extremely tense ones, you did a fantastic job with it .
ocean view - @junkissed
Soulmates are difficult - finding a way to write soulmates in a way where everything feels natural and fits perfectly into one another is no easy task. I'm astounded by the way you handled it in this fic. The context behind the reader and Jun's connection, who they are as people - watching them connect over a small moment of peace together. The idea of Jun and reader being soulmates didn't feel forced. It's difficult to say anything other than 'It was naturally supposed to happen'. I loved the inevitability of it all... I remember you mentioning that you wanted to capture the vibes of spell, and you did a fantastic job. When reading this fic, I had the same feeling when I watched Spell - both were so enchanting and captivating. i didn't even register the yeogi ocean view of the title. The ending of the fic leaves a perfectly ambiguous ending, it gave the reader and Jun space to explore their connection, however, we know that they are together and most likely will be in the future. It gives the reader the perfect 'what happens next?' and the two characters the privacy of exploring a connection only they know
HOSHI | SOONYOUNG
Crash Course in Romance - @etherealyoungk
Soonyoung in this was so sweet and innocent, I feel like I got the sweet Soonyoung you see in interviews whenever he's drunk (i know he plays it up. I still melt over him though). Its such an endearing personality 'thing' he does and I truly felt it in this fic (albeit his innocent and sweet side were unintentional on his end. I love how the confidence of the reader and Soonyoung switched between the two - when one of the characters were not confident we switched perspectives so we could be "outsider" when watching the more confident one. This also lends to falling in love - both of them got to see one another at their most confident and least confidence and they guided one another to success. It was such an easy read, 40k words honestly never passed faster. Soonyoung's efforts and hard work really made the fic go by so fast. I adored it. Happy late anniversary (i saw your post a few days ago)
Eight Count - @naniwatig3r
The way this fic was written was incredible. I'm honestly in shock on how everything rounded out and called back to the beginning of the fic, whether it was the final match between the two boxers or the trials and tribulations of the relationship between Soonyoung and the reader. Watching the both of them grow and develop, how they grew closer to one another and then abruptly closed everything off was fantastic. I loved seeing the weight in their interactions and what life was like between the two of them. The way the story naturally transistioned out the backstory into present day was fascinating. It was such a subtle shift - you couldn't tell what was present day and what was backstory due to the way the fic started. How the reader was incredibly fond of Soonyoung and wanted him to win, because you were in her POV the entire fic, her caring for him throughout the fic made sense - it was natural. She never hated him. All these little things in the fic, the relationship, the structure, etc. make this a masterpiece. I'm officially obsessed with this fic now.
WONWOO
A Comprehensive List of Why You Can't Stand Jeon Wonwoo - @tomodachiii
Seeing how the reader's and wonwoo's relationship evolved throughout their lives was so satisfying? Everything felt like Wonwoo stepped out of the page and reacted as he should. He wordlessly became confused on why she was so angry at him all the time. He wordlessly protected the reader from the weird high school boys. He wordlessly left the reader when their goals vanished. Wonwoo catching the attention of the reader, ultimately failing to win her heart and the reader desperately trying to beat him. Despite Wonwoo and the reader never speaking on certain moments between them, there were never times where I felt things needed to be laid out and discussed. Their relationship developed naturally and it was so much fun to read how the reader just reacted to Wonwoo all the time. I love how the list kept on going as she fell in love with him. All the things that irritate you about a person become endearing and the reason WHY you love them. Sure the descriptions became more fond, but he never changed.
Slacking Off - @goldenhourology
A messy messy relationship, and I loved how the topic of control was the center piece of the fic. It felt like the reader's decisions and the big moments in the fic - Wonwoo and Reader's confrontation, the first kiss, the presentation (getting drunk together), Wonwoo asking the reader to let him take care of her, even the apology - it was all about her need to control the situation. Her pride was hurt about how she had no control over technology and felt inept at it - felt embarrassed by Wonwoo's comments. The first time she relinquished control (and pulled away somewhat by suggesting a friendship) allowing Wonwoo to kiss her and not pulling away. How she literally controlled the movement of her presentation ( consistently underplaying the important of her role 'i just pressed the buttons') and the reason why the presentation succeeded. The way Wonwoo asked for control and how the sex between the two of them tied into it. It was the second time she gave away control and she became scared of what that meant to her. It was no longer just a FWB situation, it was starting to mean more to her - which meant she would be giving control away. Then her deciding, after avoiding the topic (unlike all the other times she been faced with being in control), she deliberately chooses to go out of her way and relinquish control when apologizing to Wonwoo, giving him the power to do what he willed with the information. It was such a strong through-line of the fic, I really enjoyed the reader's struggles with control and how she dealt with it.
WOOZI | JIHOON
tour date - @ppyopulii
Truly an amazing fic. This was stress incarnate for me. Every moment I was thinking 'where is this going', 'what is woozi doing', 'why is the reader saying this'. The developing tension of the reader and Woozi felt so natural - how it got so awkward over an almost nothing comment and how it was so difficult to get on the same page again. I love love love the incorporation of tour dates, how the title revolved around "Tour Dates", how bands mark their existence by it. With every stop we could feel the reader and Woozi get closer and then further away and then closer, such a push and pull relationship between the two of them. The title of the fic carried a lot of weight, from the story set up to the payoff of Woozi and the reader's entire relationship. Going back and seeing how all the details in the fic all connected to the themes of 'touring' felt so satisfying. I was genuinely so impressed with how everything connected. (Im someone who LOVES connecting titles to a deeper meaning - so the way it was executed in this fic was phenomenal.)
Korigatachi - @shinysobi
Wow, the amount I could say about this fic is endless. Truly such a ride from beginning to end. I loved seeing the reader and Jihoon interact - how their circumstances mixed with one another (them being more similar in their pasts than I originally thought). I loved the slow reveal of everything they've been going through - why the reader acts the way she does. Why she has such a hatred of Go and a distaste for people using her / her manager position for money. The reveal of information was handled wonderfully. It truly was a masterclass of letting the audience sit with information and giving them the payoff with the continuation of the story. You could understand why the reader acts the way she did - why she has such a narrow worldview, however waiting for this information allowed the audience to form an opinion on the reader, before having that opinion shattered. I find that both Jihoon and the reader would understand one another's plights but because their backgrounds are so different - its been difficult to see eye to eye. Both of them have been / are being used for their money. Both of them just exist in drastically different situations, therefore the ability to see eye to eye hasn't existed yet. I'm excited to see where they go as a couple in the part two of this fic.
DOKYEOM | SEOKMIN
red wine nights - @hannieoftheyear
This was a tough read as a lover of Seokmin. Seokmin in this fic really just crushed my heart in two and the reader really just had me so frustrated. Seokmin never really changed in this fic, and that was one of the best parts. He was frustratingly Seokmin, the ever happy, bright and open Seokmin that we know. My heart broke for him every time the reader closed him out because of her own insecurities. I'm unsure if your goal was to write an unreliable narrator, but you really pull it off beautifully. Seeing her close herself in and not contact anyone, how our perception of events was based on her sole view point of the world. The fact that the true events of the fic and her perception of those events were glaringly different. I really adored seeing how the reader was pushed out of her shell and faced her insecurities (even if she didn't want to). I think the lying to her was the important part - her love and care for Seokmin overpowered any feelings of inadequacy. I love the use of distance through technology, TV broadcasts and the absence of face times, how they only called one another to speak. It was a manufactured distance that the reader created out of fear (a distance that brought her worse fears into reality). A fantastic read.
the subtle art of stirring the pot - @miniseokminnies
Seokmin LOVES a mean girl in this fic, oh my god, and i LOVE THAT. I find that mean and abrasive reader and cheerful Seokmin to be such a fun pairing. I loved the contrast between the two and how both of them were so affected by one another in different ways. I love how the first part of the fic capitalizes on the reader's stress due to her environment, how most of her relationships were colored by a place that didn't appreciate her properly. Why the presence of Seokmin was so disarming and extremely annoying - someone replacing her and he was happy 100% of the time. I would be so annoyed and frustrated with someone like that asking myself 'why is he happy? he literally took my future here away'. The way Seokmin and the reader connect - over food, is such a meaningful way to go about it. Both of them have obvious passions for food, therefore, connecting over something like that seemed obvious. They could finally be on the same page and understand one another in a way but not be in the environment that triggered so much bad blood and stress between the two. Connecting over food helped them understand the other and ultimately fall in love. I love food as a narrative device...
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Statisically Speaking - @gyuswhore
I'm shocked I picked up on the statistical models meaning something in the fic. It was such a subtle reference, and I had to read that section maybe 3 times over when I was making the connection. Its such a smart way to utilize the subject the reader and Mingyu were suffering over. It made the reader (myself) really understand their pain LOL. The way you incorporated absence into this was stunning, I loved how the days felt as if they blended together, as if time didn't hold any particular meaning. I feel as if the credit of the 'passing of time' should go to the use of days as well as Mingyu's presence within the fic. Each day signaled a new day of class and the endless droning of professors. Each day she was with Mingyu was long and complicated (just like her feelings and relationship with him) and the days she went without were short and in quick succession. The difference between the two made time blend and you don't understand how much time has past until they speak to one another again. I loved Mingyu in this and I really felt that he was the stressed out, dopey man that we know and adore.
The Admirer Was Right in Front of You - @mylovesstuffs
I always feel like you capture the members of Seventeen so well. Whether it's in your reaction or your long fics, every time I sit down to read something of yours, I'm awstruck. I'm so impressed with your capacity to be able to write everyone so well. You understand their nuances, this fic and Mingyu are no different. The obliviousness of the reader and Mingyu as well as the length of their relationship is what sold the tension. As a third party, walking straight into their relationship and watching it unfold was frustrating because neither of them could see of other side. Both blinded by a singular goal that kept them from connecting to one another. However, we as the reader got to see and understand both. The way they look at one another - lovesick as all be - which goes unnoticed because they've ALWAYS looked at one another like that. The friends of the two never really guessed Mingyu because its ALWAYS been like that between the two of them. The easiest answer is always the hardest to find. This entire fic was written so beautifully. The confession was honestly perfect and I would do NOTHING to change it.
THE8 | MINGHAO
Rain Room - @sailorsoons
There's a lot I could say, however it wouldn't be a short note, so I'll be brief. I'm in awe in your ability to build environments and set the tone of your fics. From the calm of the Rain Room to the broken-down chaos of the Syndicate Collection, the world building feels so natural and impressive. Building upon a world slowly, with each new installment of the Syndicate Collection, is never easy and I'm so intrigued by it - I really admire how you go about it (it makes me excited to when I finally get around to Bite). Another thing I find absolutely impressive is how completely different your reader characters are from one another. I love seeing what personality we'll get for each fic, how their traits lend to the overall story. I love how in The Rain Room, any time Minghao was near (and by extension the rain room), everything felt at peace. He was a moment of rest in a stressful day, and all the conflict that was happening in the fic wasn't due to him - it was everything else around her. He offered a soft and careful reprieve from life. I found Minghao to be written so well and soft in this fic. The reader was endlessly relatable with the daily struggles. I hold a soft spot for the Rain Room and Minghao in this. One of my favorite Minghao fic..
Lost in Translation - @studioeisa + bonus
If soulmates but not really were ever a thing - I feel like this fic would be a perfect presentation of it. I have so many thoughts about the reader and the relationship, everything that the two of them go through. I find Minghao to be characterized so so well in this fic, his quiet and appreciative nature. The way he loves people, and the way he accepts love in return. I love the way language and touch is used in this fic - how touch was used when language couldn't do the speaking for them. Funnily enough, touch was used most of the time between the two because they were so bad at vocalizing their thoughts, using language to communicate. I love how they spoke so many languages but the connection between the two of them went unspoken and was simply understood by everyone around them. It's really a fic that captures a Minghao in love - from the moment he meets her to the moment he actually confesses. He felt like he was understood by her on so many levels because of her grasp of Mandarin (they had already met half way when she first meets him). Whereas the reader had to work and build something (her Mandarin) to get to the point where she connect on the level she did with him. I'm not doing justice to my feelings on this fic, I adore it. Its the fic that got me attached to Minghao forever. So obviously, I had to do this one. I wish I had more to say but my love for this fic existed since November 2024.
SEUNGKWAN
argodolce - @amourcheol
The tension and relationship between these two are what make the fic tick. I'm astonished how easily both of them flowed onto the page, how their conflict feels so natural, how its a product of their jobs. Their fights are on a whole other level, each argument feels natural and funny to watch. It difficult to write bickering - make them fight over the most pointless things and still make it seem its a daily occurrence. This fic executed it perfectly. I'm unsure if it was the topics bickered about, seeing how their personalities conflict or even if it were both things mixed together. However, Argodolce Seungkwan and Reader really just bounced off one another, whether its in their bickering or the romantic tension between the two of them. I love how the you utilize food and the emotion 'hate' to your advantage, asking questions both the characters have to consider. Using creating a dish together as a starting point for bettering their relationship was interesting - how food brings people closer together. Food is a shared experience, I'm sure creating a dish would be an intimate experience as well. With the progress in this fic, every step feels like a reward, whether it was 5 steps backwards or a half step forward.
Tales from Camp Holiday Special 06 - @kwanisms
From the beginning of this fic, you could really feel the tension between the reader and Seungkwan. How much Seungkwan regretted how things ended, not being able to fully heal from the wound the reader left on him. I adore how the fic began in Seungkwan's perspective, both the character and myself have no understanding why the reader just ended things, didn't even try and repair it. The mysteriousness of the reader and trying to attempt to unravel this fic make it such a fun read. I'm also obsessed with the switching of POVs in this - using POVs to keep the reader in suspense and not understand the motivations of the characters at any given time. From the re-introduction of the reader and not understanding WHY the reader 'reached out first' to the mysteriousness of Seungkwan's motivations with the reader post-concert THEN switching back to Seungkwan after he kisses her . Watching the two of them react to the things the other does was so much fun - we got to see how both Seungkwan and the reader overthought every interaction (just like we were). I just loved the dynamic between these two and their mysterious ways.
VERNON | HANSOL
Stupid, Cupid - @aeristudios
Hansol and the reader are fantastic in this, I feel like they make very grown up and natural decisions with the situation they are in. I honestly found the reader's struggle really unfortunate, trying to move on with her life but living in the same house with Hansol. Whereas Hansol was just in this shitty holding place the last three years of his life, too lovesick to notice what was happening. Hansol was amazing in this. I LOVE how the character's developments were on their own terms, that the reader and Hansol made choices independent of the other. Hansol breaking things off on his own terms and the reader trying to grow on her own, moving past Hansol and her feelings for him. I love how Hansol made the conscious decision to run after the reader - chase her after the years she chased after him. It felt like it encapsulates "Right person wrong time" all the way until the end of the fic - when the both of them looked at the world a bit differently than before. I truly have no notes, I just adore how they grew as people on their own and naturally found one another again. It was executed so well.
yeoubi - @fairyhaos
Yeoubi. I truly love everything this fic has to offer, the characters, the worldbuilding, the conflict. Everything about it is perfect. Hansol in this is so endearing, I ADORE him. He's honest and straight forward from the moment he first speaks to the last words he utters in this fic. Which I find so completely perfect. I feel like Hansol's honesty is what sells the villagers easy trust in him, how easily he communicates with the reader and how his personality comes off with those around him. I find the way magic is incorporated in this fic so natural and I love all the moments where its used. The main conflict being Seungcheol's personal struggle of accepting "magic" and the reader's reluctance of letting magic seep into the village was brilliant. Both the reader and Seungcheol wanted to protect something special to them, and thought the worse would happened. However, when everything came down to it - they were proven wrong in every way. I just LOVE this fic, its truly phenomenal.
DINO | CHAN
Not so Loud - @daechwitatamic
One of two Dino fics that made him a part of my bias line. He was so endearingly sweet to the reader and killing me at the same time. Every moment he was vexing the reader from the grocery store to the beach scene to the bar - I WAS BEING VEXED AS WELL. He really destroyed me in this fic, completely and truly The reader truly killed me in this, but she truly won me back with her determination and drive. Seeing her struggle with her feelings for Chan and then dealing with being WRONG about his so called rejection was an interesting struggle. In my opinion, this is probably one of the best first kisses ever? In any fic I've ever read. There was something so intimate and sweet about it, something for later. Every time I read this, I'm so excited to get to that part. Its such a sweet payoff for everything that came to this point. All of their one on one conversations were so sweet and intimate, the connection was so natural. Truly one of the best Dino fics there is.
Between Me and You - @haologram
Man, this is the other Dino fic that made him a part of my official bias line. Genuinely, everything in this fic is perfect to me and I hope you know that. The tension and relationship between the reader and Chan, how they obviously care for one another. I could write a million things on this fic and i Already have (you know this). The sex scenes happen in just the right places - it really gave off desperate and horny and in love. I love the casual and unspoken nature of their relationship - it just fits the both of them so well. I adore Dino in this, down bad Dino is my favorite Dino to read and hes SO DOWN BAD. This lives in my brain 24/7. I could list a million and five reasons why I love this fic. Expect another note Christmas time I dont know if you'll laugh at this, but you inspired the 26 authors of this entire thing. I was originally going to do 13 (one for each member) but I went 'it's a crime not to include this fic. I NEED to. And I really can't do just two for just one member.
Happy New Year to everyone!! I look forward to 2026 <3
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The first rule of fandom is have fun. The second rule of fandom is find an enabler and become an enabler. Yes you should write that fic. What if it was even hornier? What if it was angstier? What if you wrote it just for me?
HIII! What's up? I want to see caratland live 😭. It is soo beautiful and Seungkwan gosh trigger was so fire and Jun and Joshua 🔥✨️ but the highlights were catch and rude lol. Han, Hoshi and Wonwoo were there, Wonwoo looks so buff😭🔥🫶, wish we actually see it live soon 🩷. What r your thoughts 🫶😁. Have a nice day/night and good health
Byei❄️
HIII, i missed you ❄️ anon! tbh same, i really really want to experience caratland live one day too. i bought the stream for both days this year but my stream lagged SO badly on day 1 that genuinely cried [and not bc svt made me emotiona way only lmao]. thankfully day 2 was better even if it still froze sometimes TT which is so weird because last year my stream was completely fine
but despite that, this caratland felt so special. trigger actually changed my brain chemistry a little because WHAT was that performance AND OUTFIT WTF. seungkwan especially went insane. and jun and joshua’s transition/solo stage was probably one of my favourite moments too, they both looked incredible and it was so cool. really everyone looked ridiculously fine this year [/as always]. another thing i absolutely loved was minghao and vernon’s cover. i literally listening to those cover since cl ended skjsksosjshsisj it was amazing and so beautiful. AND YES catch and rude were SUCH fun choices. i lowk wanted more boompala too ngl 💀
also… buff wonwoo... yes yes. hannie looked so good too, and hoshi as always looked so sosjjsksnsns. seeing hannie, hoshi and wonwoo together again genuinely made me emotional tho. i really wished we couldve seen woozi too :')
i think this year hit extra hard bc it’s the last group activity before the enlistment era really starts for the korean members altogether, so everything was more emotional and meaningful and sad. but honestly one of the best parts for me was watching with ppl this year instead of alone TT idt i couldve handled it. me, @sn4psh00t , @thestraybunny and @livmarauder were all screaming/reacting together in @dorereef server while watching and it made the whole experience so so much more fun and memorable. i usually dont mind watching things alone either, but sharing it in real time with other carats made it feel really warm and special. LIKE WE ARE SEEING SVT LIVE?? TOGETHER? SVT WAS LIVE AND WE WERE WATCHING IN THE MOMENT. yes ik what live means but still it’s mind boggling that we were in the moment together lol. so yeah slmsksks despite the lag, despite me crying at both the beginning and end, i genuinely think this was a really meaningful and emotional caratland for me. hopefully we all get to experience it live someday. have a lovely day/night toooo and take care of your health as well 💗✨
hello, i recently put my blog behind a password wall because i was unsure if i wanted to continue writing. i realized that that is kind of counterproductive, because i've gotten messages from friends letting me know that people who interact with this blog have been asking about me and i wanted to apologize for disappearing without a reason. i am sorry.
this being said, i need to write something but i have no motivation to do it. instead of agonizing myself over what wip i could be writing, i am going to post a few banners here and run a poll to see what you guys want to read. hopefully, that will light a fire under my ass and get the ball rolling. the poll will be up for one week, and in the mean time, i will be writing the fics. thank you, i hope you guys enjoy literally any of these.
williamsburg, new york ⌁ j.ww [m]
synopsis: rendered utterly penniless after the biggest scheme of the decade is uncovered (and apparently, traced right back to the hefty pockets of your father) — you're stuck waiting tables in a frumpy mustard yellow uniform with no one other than wonwoo jeon...who just so happens to be the mastermind behind the perfectly frosted cupcakes in the carousel.
genre: 2 broke girls au ; idiots to ??? ; angst, fluff, suggestive/smut.
rating: 18+. minors do not interact.
ground zero ⌁ b.sk [m]
synopsis: after four gruesome years, you're officially out of undergrad. however, with graduation comes vacation — unless you're, well, you, and get asked by your best friend to house sit for the summer. a three-month-long staycation can't be that bad — until boo seungkwan is at the door, and making horrid jokes about it turning into a bae-cation. ugh, as if.
genre: best friend's brother's best friend (that's a mouthful, isn't it?) au ; suggestive/smut.
rating: 18+ minors do not interact.
parachute ⌁ c.sc [m]
synopsis: three years ago, your life changed in many drastic ways. you got married too fast, you quit pursuing your dreams, and you left your life in the bustling city to the too quiet, too serene suburbs. another thing that happened three years ago? you made choi seungcheol a father, and now you're constantly relying on him to save you from your bad decisions.
genre: baby daddy!choi seungcheol ; exes to ??? ; angst, suggestive/smut, fluff ; there will be mentions of infidelity.
rating: 18+. minors do not interact.
scorpius ⌁ c.sc [m]
synopsis: looking for peace of mind after years of leading a semi-incompetent nightly patrol crew, you venture out into the deep forests that surround your village. not only do you not find peace of mind, but you also find yourself falling down a rabbit hole of identity crisis and the idea of falling in love with the supernatural.
genre: vampire au ; strangers to ??? ; angst, suggestive/smut, fluff. there will be darker themes to this: murder, blood, etc.
rating: 18+. minors do not interact.
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Hey no pressure but I was just wandering if you plan to release Burn For the Win (Junhui F1) fix part 2?
i dooo! i really do. i have it written. i wrote part 1 and 2 together but i need to edit it and fix some plotting issues. i have so many things to update that i get overwhelmed by which one to focus on first but omg, thank you SO SO much for waiting. i promise, it’ll be out!
edit: ykw? after editing the upcoming chapter of off season, i’ll sit down to edit bftw! i will post it!
𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ➙ You call tech support expecting help, not butterflies. The guy on the other end has a voice that could fix ANY problem — except the one where you can’t stop calling just to hear him talk.
𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬 ➙ Fluff, I.T.! Wonwoo x Not techy! Reader, Office Romance, Meet-cute, Strangers to lovers (real), Reader be a little obsessed with deep voices, 18+, Porn w/ Plot
𝐖𝐂 ➙ 9k
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ➙ MDNI, explicit sexual content, explicit language, finger fucking (f. receiving), masturbation (f. doing with ‘somehow’ the help of other), public-risk intimacy (I’m so sorry..), grinding, protected sex, rough sex, neck grabs/choking, restraining hands, voice kink, mirror sex, coming untouched, body worship, dirty talk, praising, spanking, hair pulling, multiple orgasms, hail your queen position, doggy style, pinning her, mentions of bar and alcohol, intoxicated sex, smoking, shotgun scene, aftercare
🎧 ➙ Kiss me thru the phone by Soulja Boy, Sammie ⋮ Shut up and listen by Nicholas Bonnin, Angelicca
𝐀/𝐍 ➙ Heyy, advance happy halloween (or happy halloween if it’s already that time in your zone)!! I’m not sure if I’ll be active tomorrow since I'll be out (guys have fun too😭) — but anyways!! thank you so much for all the love and support lately. I had so much fun doing kinktober this year. I hope you enjoy this one!! I also wanted to thank @svthub nothing I really am just happy to be part of it and everyone for being so welcoming and nice!!
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“Welcome to the necessary weekly meeting!” Soonyoung announced dramatically, arms wide as you walked into Jihoon’s condo. Jihoon, sitting cross-legged on the floor with a laptop and a frown, didn’t even look up. “It’s literally just us hanging out because you two can’t function without supervision.”
“Exactly!” Soonyoung grinned, patting the seat beside him. “Necessary.” You dropped your bag on the couch, laptop under your arm, and sighed. “If this is a meeting, I’d like to file a complaint. My wi-fi’s been dead for three hours.”
Jihoon groaned. “Oh no.” Soonyoung perked up. “Don’t-” But you were already reaching for your phone. “I think I’ll just call-” “Don’t say it,” Jihoon warned.
“-tech support,” you finished innocently.
Soonyoung threw a pillow at you. “You don’t need tech support for everything! Last time your charger wasn’t even plugged in!” “It was plugged in,” you argued. “Just.. not all the way.” Jihoon muttered, “You’re single-handedly keeping that hotline employed.”
“They’re nice people!” You defended yourself, booting up your laptop. “Besides, they actually help instead of mocking me.” “Oh please,” Soonyoung teased, leaning closer. “Just say you have a voice fetish”
“I do not?!”
Jihoon snorted. “Your face says otherwise.” You huffed, glaring at both of them. “You’re just jealous because no one picks up when you call for help.” “Yeah, because we don’t break technology by existing,” Jihoon shot back.
The argument went in circles until Jihoon ordered takeout just to shut both of you up. When it arrived, everyone ended up sprawled in front of the TV, eating noodles and teasing each other between bites.
By the time you headed home, Soonyoung made you promise — hands clasped together dramatically — “Don’t. Call. Tech support. Tonight.” You rolled your eyes. “If you just helped me with my problem-” “I can’t help you, Y/N.. I have my own problems,” he said, feigning exhaustion. “You’re so dramatic.” “Just promise.”
“Ok.. ok jeez I promise not to call them.”
You did.
When you got home, your apartment felt unusually quiet. Too quiet. You dropped your keys, kicked off your shoes, and flopped onto your bed, staring at your laptop like it was your sworn enemy. The wi-fi symbol blinked mockingly at you. Still dead. You worked at Jihoon's. What's wrong with you?!
You tried everything: restarted, reconnected, even whispered, “Please work, I’m begging you,” like it owed you emotional support. Still nothing.
Soonyoung’s voice echoed in your head — Don’t call tech support tonight. You sighed, staring at your phone. He didn’t have to know. “Just one call,” you muttered, already pressing the number.
Beep. Beep.
You leaned back, half-asleep, bracing for the hold music and robotic voice menu. Then.. “Good evening, this is Jeon Wonwoo from customer support. How can I help you tonight?”
You were stunned.
God damn the voice.
Low, calm, a little tired but velvety — the kind of voice that could make tax advice sound seductive. “Oh. U- Hi,” you managed, blinking at the ceiling. “My laptop refuses to connect to the wi-fi. It’s being dramatic.”
A small laugh slipped through the line. “Let’s see what we can do. Are you sure it’s your wi-fi and not your laptop? Have you tried connecting it to another network?” “Positive,” you said confidently. “I’m very tech-savvy.” “ok..,” he said, amused. “Can you check your network list? What do you see?”
You peered at your screen. “Uhm-” You frowned. “I don’t see my wi-fi name. Just.. my neighbour’s? And something called ‘NETGEAR32’..what the fuck is this?” You whispered the last sentence, but figured he heard it, the way he laughed on the other line. Wah! The laugh is even hotter.
“Hmm. Could you tell me what your router looks like?” “It’s that little black box with the blinking lights, right?” “Yes,” he said slowly. “Where is it?” You turned your head toward your bedside table. “It’s right here. Wait..” you reached out and realised it wasn’t blinking at all. Just off.
You picked it up and froze. “Oh my god.” “What’s wrong?” “It’s- ahm.. uh- huh” you coughed. “It’s not plugged in. Because I moved it earlier so I could vacuum.” There was a pause. Then his voice came through again, thick with restrained laughter.
“You vacuumed your wi-fi?” “Don’t say it like that,” you protested, cheeks burning. “It sounded responsible at the time!” He chuckled — a low, genuine sound that made your stomach twist. “You’re the first caller I’ve had tonight who turned off their wi-fi for cleaning purposes.”
“See? I’m helping the world one spotless floor at a time.” “Sure,” he said. “Totally not creating your own emergencies.” You pouted even though he couldn’t see you. “You’re judging me.” “I’m observing,” he teased. “With admiration.”
You couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re rude. But also kind of charming.” “That’s a first,” he said softly, and you could hear his smile through the line.
The wi-fi reconnected instantly once you plugged it back in, but neither of you hung up. At one point, he asked, “So do you always call tech support after vacuuming?”
“Only when I make life decisions that backfire,” you said. “Which is often.” “Good to know,” he murmured, voice lower now. “Guess I should keep my line open then.” Fucking voice.. fucking hellllll- this is testing me.
You laughed, heart racing a little too fast for a call that started with a wi-fi crisis. When the line finally went quiet, you didn’t move for a while. Your wi-fi was back.
But you had a new problem
you couldn’t stop replaying his voice in your head.
“Believe me, Soonyoung, the voice. I just know he looks hot.” You were sprawled across your couch, phone on speaker, while Soonyoung sat at the edge of the coffee table, eating crisps and giving you a look that screamed disbelief.
“There are literally thousands of tech support agents, Y/N,” he said, crunching loudly. “How confident are you that you’re even gonna get-”
“Good evening,” the speaker crackled, and that low, familiar voice filled the room. “This is Jeon Wonwoo from customer support. How can I help you tonight?” Soonyoung froze mid-bite. Then he mouthed, damn.
You grinned, triumphant. “Hi,” you said, trying not to sound too excited. There was a pause — and then, that voice again, soft and amused “You again?” Soonyoung slapped a hand over his mouth, trying not to laugh.
You cleared your throat, pretending to be professional. “Yes, me again. I, um.. I think my keyboard’s stuck.” Soonyoung buried his face in a pillow. Stuck? Really? he mouthed, horrified. You whispered back, “What?! That’s the only thing I could think of!”
Wonwoo must’ve heard the shuffling because he asked, “Keyboard stuck how?” You blinked at your laptop. “Like- it’s not typing?” “Did you check if it’s connected properly?” You poked at the keys. “Yes?” “Okay. Is it wireless?” You squinted. “I mean it doesn’t have a wire.”
Soonyoung groaned into the pillow. “Alright,” Wonwoo said, patient as ever. “Can you check the little switch under it? It might be turned off.” You flipped it over. The red light was off.
“Oh.”
“Found the problem?” he asked, amusement dripping through the line. “..Possibly,” you admitted, turning it back on. Soonyoung whispered, “You’re gonna die alone.” “Don’t be jealous,” you muttered back.
“What was that?” Wonwoo asked, still smiling through his words. “Nothing! I, uh, I fixed it. You’re a genius.” “I do my best,” he said modestly. “Though you might be setting a record for repeat callers this week.”
You snorted. “Oh come on, I’m not that bad.” “I didn’t say bad,” he teased. “Just dedicated.” Soonyoung mouthed, oh my god he’s flirting. You kicked him under the table. “Well,” you said lightly, leaning back. “Thank you again for your very professional assistance, Mr. Wonwoo.”
“My pleasure,” he said smoothly. “But I should tell you — you’re gonna get me fired if you keep calling this much.” You grinned. “Then I’ll have to find another HOTline to talk with.” That made him grin — a low, surprised sound that sent goosebumps up your neck.
Before he could say anything else, you hung up, giggling, tossing your phone onto the couch like it was on fire. Soonyoung stared at you, jaw dropped. “You did not just hang up on him after saying that.”
“I did,” you said proudly, hugging a pillow. “You’re insane.” “I think I’m in love with his voice,” you ignored him. “Yeah.. definitely insane.” Soonyoung groaned, throwing himself back dramatically. “Jihoon’s never gonna believe this.”
Meetings were bad enough on their own.
Delayed meetings, however, were a special kind of torture.
You sat in the conference room with your coworkers, nursing your second cup of terrible coffee while everyone complained about the same thing.. the company’s internal program being down.
“This is the third time this week,” Hansol muttered beside you, spinning his pen like he was auditioning for a stress commercial. “Didn’t the IT promise to fix this permanently?” You sighed, leaning back. “Apparently the main IT guy’s out of town. They’re sending someone else from the other branch.”
“God,” Hansol groaned. “If this takes longer, I’m fake fainting just to go home early.” A few desks away, someone joked, “Maybe we should just call tech support!” Hansol smirked and nudged you. “Hey, that’s your thing, right?” You gave him a look. “Shut up.”
Before he could tease you again, the conference room door swung open. “Sorry for the delay,” a deep, calm voice said. “I’m from the external IT department — I’ll be fixing the system today.”
You froze.
No way.
The pen slipped from your hand. Hansol glanced at you, confused, as you slowly turned toward the door. And there he was.
Jeon Wonwoo, in the flesh.
Tall. Dressed in an office lanyard, white button-down shirt, rolled-up sleeves, soft eyes framed by dark-rimmed glasses. The same low, polite tone — the same one that had once asked, You again? through your phone speaker.
He didn’t even look in your direction, busy setting his laptop bag down near the projector. But you were already spiraling. Hansol whispered, “What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” You grabbed his sleeve, dragging him closer, whispering, “That’s him.”
“Who-” “Tech support voice guy.”
Hansol blinked. Then his eyes widened. “No way.” “Way,” you hissed. “Oh my god, he’s real. He’s here. I’ve literally flirted with him over my wi-fi and fake keyboard issues.”
Hansol’s face twisted between amusement and disbelief. “You’re kidding. The guy you said had a voice that could fix your life? That’s him?” “Shut up,” you whispered harshly, elbowing him as quietly as possible.
But of course, Wonwoo glanced up right at that moment — and his eyes landed on the two of you whispering near the door.
You panicked and pretended to cough. Hansol, because he loved chaos, gave you the most suspiciously innocent smile possible. Wonwoo tilted his head slightly. Then, with that same even tone, said, “Sorry, could someone show me where the main server is located?”
Hansol grinned, standing immediately. “Y/N can show you.” Your head whipped toward him. “I- what?!” “She’s great with.. tech support,” Hansol said, barely holding back laughter.
You shot him a death glare before plastering on the fakest smile known to man. “Right. The server. Of course.” You led the way down the hallway, pulse hammering, mentally screaming the entire time. Behind you, you could hear the faint sound of Wonwoo’s footsteps — steady, unbothered.
And when he finally spoke, the air shifted. “You work here?” he asked casually. You swallowed. “..Apparently.” There was a hint of amusement in his voice when he replied, “Guess I should’ve known. You sound familiar.”
Your brain short-circuited. Does he recognise me?! IS THAT POSSIBLE?? Fuckk! Oh my- do I even look good today?! You laughed a little too quickly. “Do I?”
He hummed softly. “Yeah. Can’t quite place it though. Maybe I’m wrong.” Good. Keep it that way. You stopped by the room, pushing the door open and praying your soul wouldn’t just exit your body on the spot.
“Here it is,” you said, stepping aside. “The, uh.. problematic area.” Wonwoo smiled faintly — professional, polite — but something about it made your heart stutter anyway. “Thanks.”
You nodded, pretending to check your phone just to avoid melting under his presence. Hansol’s text popped up almost immediately
Hansolie: 👀 sooooooo how’s ur ‘wifi’?
You typed back furiously while walking back to the conference room.
Y/N: shut. up. hansol.
—
The elevator doors slid open to the scent of roasted beans and caramel syrup — the unofficial perfume of your company’s lobby. You needed caffeine. And possibly divine intervention. After all, you’d just spent the entire morning trying not to think about your crush slash former tech support.
“Hey, Y/N!” the barista chirped as you reached the counter. “The usual?” You nodded, rubbing your temples. “Yeah, but can you, like.. make it extra strong today? Emotionally and spiritually?”
He laughed. “Got it. Double shot, emotional damage edition.” “Perfect,” you sighed. “Oh, and can you add a little cinnamon instead of cocoa powder this time?” “Got you.” He scribbled the note on your cup. You stepped aside to wait — and that’s when you heard it.
“Can I get a flat white, please?”
That voice.
You turned, and there he was — standing just a few feet away at the other end of the counter, sleeves still rolled up, work lanyard hanging loose around his neck. Wonwoo.
He looked effortlessly calm, one hand in his pocket, the other holding his phone while he thanked the barista with that same low tone that made you weak in the knees.
You blinked, heart stuttering. “Oh,” you blurted before your brain caught up. “You- uh.. coffee?”
Smooth. Very eloquent.
Wonwoo glanced up, a little confused. “Me.. coffee,” he echoed, lips curving. You wanted to melt straight into the tile floor. “Hi,” you said, trying to be casual. “Again.”
“Hi,” he returned, equally casual. His voice softened. “You on break?” “Yeah, trying to survive another meeting that could’ve been an email,” you joked. “You?” “Running system checks upstairs. Thought I’d double check whether the server is plugged before your company crashes again.”
You gasped in mock offense, not fully understanding what he meant. “Hey! It wasn’t my fault this time.” He chuckled, stepping closer as the barista called both your names. You picked up your drink at the same time he reached for his — your fingers brushed for half a second.
And you definitely felt that.
“Thanks,” you mumbled, gripping your cup a little too tight. He tilted his head, smiling teasingly. “So.. how’s your technology lately?” You froze. “What-”
“That wi-fi working fine?” he asked innocently, sipping his coffee. “Keyboard behaving?” Suddenly your jaw could hit the floor.. hiding your face with your hand. “Oh my god. You know it’s me.” “I just figured it out after you showed me the room earlier,” he admitted, smirking. “You have a very.. recognizable voice.”
Oh yeah..? and you have a hella attractive voice.
“Great,” you muttered. “So now the tech guy knows ‘the girl who vacuumed her wi-fi’s’ work address..” He laughed quietly. “Could’ve been worse.” “I was trying to clean responsibly!” you protested, half laughing, half dying inside.
He leaned a little closer, eyes glinting with amusement. “You really do make my job interesting, you know that?” You tried not to look at his mouth when he smiled like that. “I’ll take that as a compliment.” “It is,” he said easily.
For a second, neither of you said anything — the buzz of the lobby filling the space between you. Then your phone buzzed with a message from Hansol
Hansolie: boss asking where u r 👀
You sighed. “Duty calls.” Wonwoo held up his cup. “Same here.” You both started toward the elevators, walking side by side until the hall split. “Guess I’ll see you around, I’ll be the IT for weeks, fortunately.” he said.
You grinned, stepping backward. “Fortunately?” He smirked, tone low and teasing. “Yeah.. this time, you don’t have to press any keys to talk to me.” You turned away, trying not to smile too hard — and totally failed.
It’s been a week.
A very long, very confusing week.
Because somehow, ever since that coffee encounter, your team and the IT team have been glued together. Every project update? They’re there. Every department sync? They’re in the room. Every “quick check on the system”? It’s him.
You tried to act normal — really, you did — but it was hard to stay composed when his voice kept floating across the room. Smooth, professional, occasionally teasing when he’d call out, “Y/N, can you test the connection for me?” Yeah. Connection. Sure.
And of course, Hansol noticed. He noticed how you’d suddenly straighten in your chair whenever Wonwoo spoke, how you’d take exactly 0.5 seconds too long to respond. “You’re down bad,” he whispered during one meeting, and you kicked him under the table hard enough to rattle his pen.
Even worse, Wonwoo didn’t seem fazed by any of it. He’d walk past your desk with that tiny, unreadable smile — the kind that made your brain lag. He’d drop by for “routine checks,” which, suspiciously, only seemed necessary near your cubicle.
By Friday, your nerves were shot. You’d memorised the sound of his footsteps, the shape of his laugh, and the way he said your name like it was something erotic. Or maybe that’s just me who’s thinking that..
You weren’t sure which was worse — that he might notice, or that he already had.
—
You’d left the office hours ago, but Wonwoo’s voice lingered in your mind like a ghost. Back in your apartment, you changed into comfortable clothes — an oversized shirt and didn’t even bother to put on some shorts. You poured yourself a glass of wine, settling on the couch with your laptop, trying to focus on a show. But your thoughts kept drifting back to him.
His smile, his laugh, the way his hair fell across his forehead. You remembered the sound of his voice, the way it echoed through the empty office, wrapping around you like a warm blanket.
You took a sip of your wine, feeling the cool liquid slide down your throat. This is ridiculous. Is the aircon even on?!
You shifted uncomfortably on the couch, feeling a warmth spread through you. You couldn’t believe you were getting turned on just by thinking about his voice. You felt embarrassed, foolish even. But the warmth didn’t go away. Instead, it grew stronger, pooling between your legs.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” you muttered to yourself, but your hand was already sliding beneath the waistband of your underwear. You weren’t even touching yourself yet, just pressing your palm against your core through the fabric. “I’m getting horny over someone’s voice..?”
Just say you have a voice fetish — Soonyoung’s voice suddenly echoing in your head that made you feel an overwhelming rush of embarrassment and arousal. You pushed your underwear to the side and slipped a finger inside yourself, that deep voice. “Fuck..”
Slowly pushing it in and out as you imagined Wonwoo’s voice whispering dirty things in your ear. Your other hand reached up to pinch your nipple through your shirt, twisting it gently. You were getting wetter by the second, all from thinking about a man’s voice.
Your mind started playing tricks on you. You pictured his long fingers as he fast-typed on a keyboard. You bit your lip, moaning softly. “God,” you whimpered. Your hips lifted slightly, pushing your finger deeper, thinking it was Wonwoo who was finger-fucking her.
One finger wasn’t enough. You needed more stimulation, more pressure. You cursed under your breath, frustrated that your own hand wasn’t enough to get you off when just thinking about Wonwoo’s voice had you soaking wet. “Damn it..”
—
I stopped moving my finger, my heart racing as reality crashed back in. What the actual fuck was wrong with me..? Getting turned on over a voice?! What the hell. Over Wonwoo’s voice specifically??! Ughh god.. I quickly pulled my finger.
“Maybe I should..” my heart raced at the thought. “Hmm.. should I?” I don’t know what to do. But I’m burning and it hurts already, I need to get by.
This is insane. “No. I won’t do it,” but the thought only lingered on me and I’m going crazy. This is desperate.. yet also fucking hot.
My fingers trembled as I slowly dialed a number.. his number. Each digit felt like a step closer to crossing a line I wasn’t sure I could uncross. The phone rang once, twice, three times. Fuck.. fuck.. fuck! My heart is pounding so much and my free hand is already sliding back into my underwear.. ok maybe I’m not that good of a person- but I need this! I’m gonna go nuts!
—
“Hello?” His deep, husky voice came through the phone, sending a jolt straight to your core. You let out a shaky breath, your finger now slowly circling your clit as you held the phone between your shoulder and ear. “Hi..” You whispered, already lost.
“Hey,” he said softly, unknowingly pushing you further towards the edge. “Everything ok?” He asked, you could hear the concern in his voice. Your hips lifted slightly, pushing your finger inside your clit. “Mhm,”
“You sound distracted.” He paused, you could hear him moving around. “Where are you? I can barely hear you.” His words sent a shiver down your spine. You were silent for a moment, your finger moving faster. “I'm.. in bed,” you whispered, your voice hoarse.
Wonwoo hummed, “It's late. You sleeping?” You bit your lip, debating whether to tell the truth. “No,” you admitted quietly, your hand moving frantically now, your legs spreading wider. Wonwoo’s voice was just too good, too enticing.
“What are you doing then?” He asked, suddenly curious. His voice dropped lower, unaware that he was talking to a woman on the verge of orgasm on the phone. “Because- I’m alone," you confessed, your breath hitching as your finger rubbed faster.
“Aw, are you bored?” He asked gently. “Kind of-” You whispered, your other hand squeezing your breast through your shirt. “Need someone to talk to?” He offered, making small talk while you edged closer to coming.
“Actually- hmm” You started, then bit your lip hard to stop yourself from moaning. Your finger was slowly pressing onto your G-spot, your thumb circling your clit exactly how you liked. “Yeah?” Wonwoo encouraged conversationally, “What is it, Y/N?”
“Nothin- ahh.. mhmm” You whispered quickly, trying to hide the fact that you were about to cum hard on the phone with him. “Just- just thinking about stuff.” Your legs were shaking now, your hips moving in time with your hand. “Like what?” He asked, genuinely interested.
“Stupid stuff..” You breathed softly. “Like.. Like-” You trailed off, getting closer. “Yeah?” He chuckled, unknowingly pushing you towards your orgasm with his deep voice. “Random stuff” You moaned softly, then covered your mouth quickly.
He hummed on the other line, pressing, “Random stuff like..? Y/N.. are you ok?” You were so close now, your hand moving desperately. “Shit-!” You whimpered into the phone, your body tensing up as you came hard, silence filling the line except for your quick pants.
You quickly ended the call, your cheeks burning red as you tried to catch your breath. You cursed yourself, throwing your phone aside and collapsing back onto your bed. “What the fuck did I just do?” You hissed at yourself, feeling both embarrassed and satisfied from that crazy spontaneous orgasm.
He didn’t catch me right..?
—
He looked at his phone, a slow smirk spreading across his face. The call ended abruptly, and he knew exactly why. His mind filled with images of you touching yourself to his voice, coming undone alone in your room. He chuckled lowly to himself, getting hard.
“Y/N L/N, what are you even planning to do?”
He said, dragging a hand over his face, clearly flustered and unsure of what to do next. No.. correction, he is sure of what he’s gonna do that night.
The week after Wonwoo’s temporary contract with her company ended felt weirdly quiet. No passing glances in the hallway, no low voice echoing across the conference room, no reason to hang around the break area pretending you needed another coffee.
Work picked up, deadlines piled, and life moved — or at least pretended to. You told yourself it was fine. Totally fine. People came and went, right? He was just one of them. Except your brain didn’t seem to get the memo. Especially with someone, you had an intense orgasm without him even knowing, or that’s what she thought.
Every time someone with a low voice spoke during a call, your heart did that stupid thing — the half-second jolt before realising it wasn’t him. You hadn’t texted, hadn’t even tried. It wasn’t like you owed him anything. Also, you’re too embarrassed to contact him anyways.
And so, you buried it — until Soonyoung decided to ruin your emotional stability for sport. “It’s Friday,” he declared, barging into your cubicle with the enthusiasm of a man who’s never known shame. “We’re going out. Jihoon’s coming. No excuses.”
“I have emails to-” “Nope,” he cut you off, snatching your mouse and dramatically logging you out. “You’re touching grass tonight, whether you like it or not.”
Which is how you ended up at a crowded downtown bar, squeezed between Soonyoung’s chaos and Jihoon’s eternal disapproval. The music was loud, the lights warm, and the air smelled like beer and bad decisions. You were halfway through your drink when Soonyoung suddenly went still. “Don’t panic,” he said.
Your stomach dropped. “Why?” “Because.. hot people incoming. Specifically, men who look like they pay taxes on time.” You turned and froze. Him. Again.
He was walking in with two other guys — one with long hair and a mischievous grin.. definitely trouble, the other already laughing at something. Wonwoo looked the same — relaxed, slightly tired, effortlessly attractive in a black long sleeves that fit a little too well. Of course. The universe had a sense of humour.
Jihoon noticed your expression instantly. “Oh no,” he muttered. “Who’s that?” You tore your gaze away too quickly. “No one.” Soonyoung squinted. “That’s tech support voice, isn’t it? You mentioned before that you met him already!!” “Lower your voice!” you hissed, smacking his arm.
But fate, being a little shit, made eye contact inevitable. Wonwoo’s eyes swept across the bar — and landed right on you. A flicker of recognition passed through his face, followed by something dangerously close to a smile.
You panicked and looked away. Pretended to study the drink menu like it held the secrets of the universe. “Oh my god,” Soonyoung whispered gleefully. “He saw you.” “Shut up.”
He didn’t. He wasn’t wearing his glasses.
A few minutes later, laughter rippled from the next table — Wonwoo’s group had settled just a few seats away. You tried not to stare. Really, you did. But when you heard his laugh — that same quiet, low sound you remembered from the phone — your whole chest ached, and also down there..
Jeonghan, his long-haired friend, caught you looking. His lips curved into a knowing smile before leaning toward Wonwoo to say something. Wonwoo’s gaze flicked your way again, he’s now wearing his typical glasses, that you swear you just want him to wear while-. Soonyoung caught that, too. “Yup. He’s looking. He’s so looking.”
You groaned, covering your face with your hands. “I hate this. I actually hate this.” Jihoon sipped his drink calmly. “No, you don’t.” And maybe he was right — because when Wonwoo finally stood up, drink in hand, and started walking toward your table, your pulse went wild.
You straightened instinctively, heart hammering. Soonyoung muttered, “Oh my god, he’s coming over-” “Hey,” came that familiar voice — smoother than you remembered, and a lot closer.
You looked up, every thought in your head dissolving into static. Wonwoo smiled. “Didn’t expect to see my favourite caller here.” Soonyoung choked on his drink. Jihoon muttered, “I need another round.”
And you? You just tried to remember how to breathe.
You blinked up at him, trying to play it cool even though Soonyoung was grinning beside you like a proud parent. “Oh, hi.” Wonwoo’s lips curved slightly. “You don’t call anymore.” You tilted your head, shy but smiling. “Well, I don’t need help with anything regarding my technologies, so..”
He took a small step closer, the corner of his mouth lifting. “I meant my personal number. After you ended the call, leaving me behind, you never called again.” You froze. The words hit like a slow echo, sinking into the quiet thrum of music around you. You blinked at him, unsure if you heard right, if he was teasing or serious — until you saw the faint glint in his eyes.
And suddenly, the flash of that night came rushing back. The memory of his voice. The way your breath had hitched, every pressed your fingers made, every moan, every shiver.. everything. The stupid thoughts that followed. Your chest felt hot.
“I- excuse me,” you muttered quickly, voice a little too thin as you slipped past him. The cool air outside hit like a reset button, sharp and grounding. You walked to the bar side, where the noise softened into background static, and pulled a cigarette from your bag with shaky fingers.
The flame flickered when you lit it. You inhaled, letting the smoke fill your lungs before slowly exhaling toward the empty road. The night air wrapped around you, quiet, still. Then.. a low chuckle behind you.
“You smoke?”
You turned slightly, startled. Wonwoo stood a few steps away, hands in his pockets, the faint streetlight catching in his hair. He looked amused — but not judgmental, just curious, his tone lazy and warm. You blinked. “Only when I’m trying to forget embarrassing things.”
He laughed quietly, walking closer. “So that’s what I am?” You took another drag, eyes flicking toward him. “No.. fuck- sorry. I really just am trying to forget something I did”
He tilted his head, smirking faintly. “Like.. touching yourself with the help of my voice?” Your jaw almost hit the floor. You believed it did. You couldn’t even move nor talk, cigarette on your fingers, smoke curling in the space between you.
He took a step closer, closing the gap between you both. His smirk grew wider as he reached out and gently took the cigarette from your fingers. He brought it to his own lips and took a drag before exhaling slowly. “You know what I think?”
“I think you should do something for me. You left me aching that night” He took another drag before offering the cigarette back to you. When you didn’t take it as how shocked you are, he held it there teasingly. “Shotgun.” He said lowly, his face inches from yours. “Can you do a shotgun?”
The sudden request snapped you out of your stunned silence. You blinked rapidly, processing his words. “Shotgun?” You repeated dumbly, finally taking the cigarette back from his fingers. Your hand brushed against his briefly, sending a spark through you. “You want me to-” You paused, then laughed nervously.
He chuckled, his eyes never leaving yours. “Yeah, you know what I mean.” He leaned in slightly, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Come on, don’t tell me you’ve never done shotgun before.. you even played without who you’re thinking of”
You raised an eyebrow, ego rising, and took a long drag of the cigarette before exhaling slowly in his direction. As you did, you reached up and wrapped your hand around his nape, giving it a gentle but firm squeeze. His eyes widened slightly at the sudden contact, a small jolt running through him.
You brought the cigarette to your lips again, taking a deep drag before sealing your lips around it and hovering around his mouth. You held the smoke in your mouth for a moment before exhaling slowly into his mouth, sharing the hit with him in a perfect shotgun pass.
Wonwoo’s eyes remained on yours as the smoke filled his mouth, your lips dangerously near his. It was intimate and unexpected, the act of sharing a cigarette like this. His hand instinctively gripped your wrist where it still rested on his nape, holding you there.
Before you could pull away, Wonwoo’s free hand suddenly gripped your hip possessively, pulling you closer as he went in for a kiss. The cigarette fell forgotten to the ground between your feet as his other hand tangled in your hair, tilting your head back to gain better access to your mouth.
The smoke from the cigarette was intoxicating, but it was nothing compared to the taste of his mouth. Wonwoo’s lips moved urgently against yours, his tongue pushing past your lips to explore your mouth with an intensity that left you breathless. The taste of tobacco mixed with his own unique flavour drove you crazy.
—
Fuck, this girl can kiss. My mind was spinning as I devoured her mouth hungrily, my hands gripping her tightly. The taste of cigarettes and something uniquely hers exploded on mine, making my head swim. * deepened the kiss further, my tongue dominating hers as I pulled her flush against me.
This is driving me insane. She’s insane.
Ever since that night, I couldn’t just take her off my mind, much worse, she didn’t even bother to reach out. She made sure she got the pleasure she needed and threw me. Now that’s hot of her.
I broke the kiss briefly as my hands framed her face. I quickly removed my glasses and set them aside. My vision was indeed blurry, but it only seemed to heighten my senses haha, this is driving me crazy. I captured her lips again immediately, my touch turning almost desperate as I kissed her.
The taste of her mouth feels like I needed her to survive.
And I’m not even gonna complain about that.
—
Wonwoo forced himself to break the kiss, his chest heaving as he looked at you through his blurry vision. Your lips were swollen and kiss-stained, a few strands of hair sticking to your flushed cheeks. He blinked rapidly to clear his sight, needing to see your expression clearly.
Your soft voice asking “What do you want to do.. Wonwoo?” snapped something inside him. His hands suddenly gripped your face harshly, thumbs pressing into your cheeks as he groaned possessively before crashing his lips back onto yours brutally. He wanted to fuck you right there against the wall. But he controlled himself.
He broke the kiss again, his face inches from yours as he panted heavily. His hand slid down from your face to your neck, then lower to your collarbone before pausing at the hem of your skirt. “Can I..” He swallowed hard, his fingers curling slightly into your thighs. You nodded.
His eyes darkened as he watched your expression. His hand slid, then lower, pushing past your panties easily. He checked once more if you were okay with this — non-verbal, just watching your body language. You widened your thighs slightly, giving him better access. His mind went blank.
He pushed two fingers deep inside you without warning, his other hand gripping your hip possessively as he pinned you against the wall. His eyes never left your face, watching for any reaction. Like how your pleasure is his pleasure.
Your eyes fluttered closed as you gasped sharply at the sudden action. Your back arched slightly, pushing you further onto his fingers. A small whimper escaped your lips as he began to move his fingers in and out of you, his thumb pressing down on your clit.
“Did you imagine my fingers fucking you like this when I called you and hung up without saying a word?” He asked gruffly, his voice laced with jealousy on your fingers. His fingers curled inside you, finding that sweet spot that made your legs tremble. “Fuck, you’re so wet.”
“Fucking your own pussy thinking it was me? Hm?" He growled, his face hovering over yours. He picked up the pace, his fingers moving in and out of you at a brutal pace. You could only whimper and shake your head, too overwhelmed to speak, too scared to be caught.
He noticed the change in your insides immediately, your folds tightening around his fingers as you began to clench. His eyes darkened with lust and satisfaction. “Won- I.. I’m close” You barely managed to say, his thumb pressing harder on your clit.
One of your legs lifted completely off the ground, wrapping around his waist instinctively as you gripped his shoulders for support. Your fingers dug into his muscles, holding on for dear life as he finger-fucked you against the wall. “Damn, look at you,” he groaned.
Just as you were on the verge of coming apart, Soonyoung’s voice echoed down the street. “Y/N! Where are you?” His fingers froze inside you, your orgasm hovering right at the edge but not allowed to fall over. You froze completely, looking into his eyes, shocked.
You quickly shushed Wonwoo, your hand pushing gently against his chest. “Pull out!” He pulled his fingers out immediately, his other hand quickly adjusting your clothing back into place. You smoothed down your hair and shirt before stepping away from him, your leg still slightly trembling. “Coming!”
Wonwoo chuckled softly against your ear as he whispered just loud enough for only you to hear “You are indeed coming..” His smirk was pure sin. You let him be and walked towards your friend and acted like nothing happened.
“Where have you been? Jihoon thought you got kidnapped,” Soonyoung said the moment he spotted you. “I’m not even that drunk yet,” you replied, looping your arm through his. “Oh, I know,” he said with a grin. “and I thought you were busy, you know.. fucking.”
You choked on your own saliva and smacked his arm. “Soonyoung!” “What?” He just laughed and slowly pushed you inside the bar again.
And before you even went inside totally, you swore you spotted Wonwoo standing against the door, his head tilted back slightly as he slipped two of his fingers into his mouth, sucking it clean. His eyes locked onto yours, his smirk widening as he watched your mouth go open.
“Where’s Soonyoung?” Jihoon asked, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. You giggled, already drunk. “Probably busy making out with someone,” you replied, downing another shot. “Jihoon.. I’m going to sit at that table,” you pointed at one across the room. “Oki?! Don’t find me.. ehe”
Jihoon just shook his head, a small smile on his face as he watched you jog away giggling. “Have safe sex.” He called out after you, his voice getting lost in the loud music of the bar. You waved him off without looking back, your giggles echoing as you made your way to the table alone, a man on the couch, smirking, eyebrows raised as he watched you walk towards him.
“Drunk enough to come at me, Y/N?” Wonwoo said, his arms spread on the back of the sofa, looking intently at you as you sat on one of his thighs and leaned into him. “But sober enough to know what I’m doing..”
Wonwoo chuckled, his arms wrapping around your waist. “Even hotter,” he murmured against your hair, his fingers gently tracing patterns on your back.
He leaned in for another kiss, but you pulled back slightly. “How did you know I was touching myself during our call last time?” You asked softly, searching his face for answers. His smirk returned slowly as he pulled back slightly too. “Love.. it was so obvious” He paused.
His fingers gently scanned your face, his voice low and husky as he continued, “I could hear you whimpering softly, your breaths hitching. I knew exactly what you were doing.” His thumb lightly brushed against your jaw as you opened your eyes again to look into his.
You pulled him into a heated kiss, your lips pressing urgently against his. Wonwoo groaned instantly, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he pulled you closer. The kiss was demanding, passionate, and full of unsaid words. You could feel his erection pressing against your hip, hard as a rock.
The kiss became more intense, tongues dancing aggressively. You started grinding against him slowly, feeling his hardness through his pants. He broke the kiss only to trail open-mouthed kisses down your neck, one hand gripping your hair while the other squeezed your ass, pulling you harder against him. “Your place or mine?”
“Yours..” You said as you leaned wanting to continue the kiss, yet he stopped the kiss as he pulled you up and guided you towards his car. He quickly unlocked his car and pushed you gently inside, he held onto your jaw, kissing you torridly, then pulled away and closed your door.
He walked around the car and got in the driver’s seat, his heart pounding with anticipation. The drive to his place was a blur of speeding streets and red lights. His hands gripped the steering wheel and your thighs, dangerously close to your cunt, tightly, trying to focus on the road instead of the throbbing in his pants.
—
Your jacket hit the living room floor. His shirt was thrown somewhere between the kitchen counter and the hallway. Your bra was tossed near the stairs while his belt buckle echoed loudly. Your pants were kicked off near his bedroom door. His boxers hit the floor just as you slammed him against the wall for another deep kiss.
You pushed him backwards onto the bed, naked except for your underwear. His hard cock stood up proudly, leaking pre-cum. Instead of straddling him immediately like he expected, you climbed on top of him slowly, grinding your covered pussy against his cock teasingly. “Y/N.. stop torturing me.”
He went feral as you positioned yourself on the bed with your hands above your head, giving him full access and a clear view of your body. “Good idea.. how about torture me instead,” you smirked.
“I’m going to torture you so good,” he muttered as he ripped your underwear completely off while kissing you. Before you could even move, he was positioning you in front of the full-length mirror in his bedroom, making you sit on his lap with your legs spread wide.
You could see your entire body reflected in the mirror — your spread legs, his muscular arms wrapped around your thighs keeping them open. Your breasts were beautifully free as he kneaded them slowly from behind. You watched yourself being used in this position. “Look at yourself,” he whispered. That made you shiver.
“God, I love this view,” he whispered against your neck, making you arch your back slightly to press your ass against his cock. “You see how wet you are? How your pussy is just dripping?” He pulled your hips back slightly so your reflection showed your wet slit clearly.
“And your perfect tits..” He squeezed them harder, leaving red marks. “I could fuck you like this all night, watching you watch yourself get destroyed.” His hands slid down to your inner thighs, spreading you wider, you shut your eyes and exhaled a very shaky one.
He slapped your breast hard enough to leave a handprint, making you gasp and your eyes fly open instantly. “Uh-oh.. eyes on the mirror, love” He kissed and bit your earlobe roughly. “Watch how wet you are and I’m not even holding you”
“You know I’m not going to touch your pretty little pussy until you beg,” he whispered, his hot breath fanning across your neck. He proceeds to rub himself against your back, teasing you with the head of his cock. “You want me to touch you?” You nodded desperately. “Then cum.”
He chuckled darkly, his voice seductive. “You’re shaking so bad, love.” He pinched your nipple, making you gasp and your body tremble even more.
“Wonwoo.. please” You begged him. “Imagine what it would feel like inside you.. but no, love. You’re gonna cum from my words alone.” He rubbed against your back again, his voice like a drug, making you whimper. “Mhmm- ughh.. ah Wonwoo-”
“You’re so close, I can tell,” he murmured, his hands slowly sliding up your body from your nipples, over your collarbone, until his fingers wrapped gently around your neck. He applied the slightest pressure, not enough to hurt, but enough to make you feel owned. “Go on, princess. Cum then I’ll fuck you senselessly,” he whispered.
His breath on your neck, sucking on it, at the same time watching your back arch, your hips tilt back instinctively looking for friction, your fold lips swelling and getting wetter by the second without being touched. “I can see your clit throbbing, Y/N.”
“Then.. d-do something about it..” “Shhh.. moan for me... arch that beautiful back... your cunt is twitching so fucking adorably, you’re making me want to put it inside already” His grip on your neck tightened slightly as he watched you fall apart from his words alone.
You let out a desperate whine, your hips moving on their own now, searching for something to grind against. He leaned in closer, his tongue flicking out to lick the inside of your ear, making you shiver even more intensely. “Such a good girl for me,” he whispered.
Fucking voice of yours.
Your body snapped tight as if electrocuted. You threw your head back with a silent cry. Your cunt twitched hard, releasing wetness down your thighs without anything inside you. Your back arched sharply, breasts pushing out, neck exposed as you rode out your unexpected orgasm from just his voice and minimal touch. “Jesus..!”
“Ughh- ahh fuck.. mhmm-hmm” He chuckled as he watched your reflection in the mirror, his eyes intense and hungry. Your moans echoed through the room, desperate and needy sounds that only turned him on more. He kept his hand gently wrapped around your neck even after your orgasm subsided.
“My turn,” he groaned, pushing you down onto your knees without warning. He spread your legs wide apart with his knees, using his cock to spread your cum-coated fold lips open. Without hesitation, he pushed inside you hard and deep. When did he even put on the condom?? “Fuck,” he groaned loudly, feeling your warmth inside that almost made him feral.
He gripped your hips tightly, pulling you back onto his cock as he kneeled behind you. Your reflection in the mirror showed your flushed cheeks, swollen lips, and your breasts bouncing with each thrust. “You’re tight like how I imagined you to be,” he grunted, slapping your ass hard.
“So fucking wet and sticky from your cum,” he groaned, watching his dick disappear inside your slit in the mirror. “And it’s gripping me so fucking tightly.” He reached around to press your clit, making you whine and push back onto his dick harder.
You’re long gone.You felt his cock stretching you open again after cumming so hard from just his words earlier. Each slap on your clit sent electric shocks through your sensitive body, making your walls flutter around him even more tightly. You watched helplessly in the mirror as he fucked you ruthlessly from behind.
Your breasts bounced heavily with each thrust, your hair messy and wild. You felt his balls on your slit with every deep push inside you. He was hitting that spot deep within you that made stars explode behind your eyes. You moaned loudly without inhibition, pushing back eagerly onto his cock.
Suddenly, he grabbed a handful of your hair roughly and pulled your head back, forcing you to arch your back and lean onto him. His other hand reached around to squeeze your throat gently as he started fucking you even harder and faster. The mirror reflected your desperate face, mouth open in a scream of pleasure and pain.
“Wonwoo..” you moaned, eyes shut. “That’s right.. moan the name of the guy inside you right now.” He said, not letting his eyes leave the mirror even for just a second.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he whispered on your ear, his fingers tightening around your neck as his hips snapped forward, burying his wrapped dick deep inside your folds, which tightened as well along with his orgasm. You felt his hot cum shooting inside the condom. I wonder what it feels like without the condom..
He let out a few more hard thrusts, making sure both of your orgasms are satisfied. Pull out, throw the condom, and put on a new one, your eyes solely on the mirror, watching his movements from behind.
Then, suddenly, lifted you up in his arms. Without a word, he pinned you against the mirror, your leg wrapping around his arm and the other one on his shoulders instinctively. “Fucking hell- Wonwoo! Didn’t even wa-wait..” He started pounding into you with brutal force. The sound of skin hitting skin filled the room along with your moans and his heavy breathing.
His cock was rock hard again inside you, hitting that spot deep inside that made your vision blur. Now it’s not just him who has a blurry vision. He leaned in, crushing his lips against yours in a fierce, hungry kiss.
His tongue invaded your mouth, mimicking the movements of his dick as he continued to make love with you. You could taste the saltiness of his sweat and the faint hint of tobacco on his lips.
You were overstimulated beyond belief, your body shaking and twitching with every thrust. Your cunt was so sensitive from the multiple orgasms that even the slightest touch made you cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain. His kiss was suffocating, his tongue overwhelming your mouth.
Your nipples were hard and aching, rubbing against his chest with every rough thrust. You felt your cunt clenching around him uncontrollably, milking his cock for more cum. Your entire body was on fire, every nerve ending sparking with intense pleasure.
He pulled back from the kiss to watch you with heavy-lidded eyes, his gaze flicking up to the mirror behind you. The glass shook and rattled with each thrust, reflecting your contorted face and the way your body bounced against his. He grinned, seeing how thoroughly fucked out you looked.
“Fucking look at yourself,” he growled lowly, his voice rough and commanding. “See what a mess you are? Getting destroyed by my dick.” His hand reached up to your face, pushing his thumb to open your mouth. “You like that?” You sucked on his thumb, making him smirk.
Your eyes rolled back, your body convulsing as you came suddenly on his cock. “Shit-” your pussy clamping down so tightly he swore he thought his dick’s gonna be cut in half. He watched in the mirror as your entire body shook with pleasure. “Cuming without saying, huh?”
“You like my voice so much?!” He groaned, not slowing down his thrusts even as you spasmed around him. He adjusted his angle slightly, hitting that spot that made you scream even through your sensitivity. He’s catching his high as well.
His hips are moving slower but more deep now. “Still squeezing my cock like you’ve never cum before.” He bit your lip hard as he felt his orgasm building. “Gonna fill this condom so fucking much..”
“Ahh-!” He moaned loudly, screaming your name, burying his face in your neck as he started coming hard, his hips jerking forward as he pumped his cum into the condom. You could feel the warmth even through the rubber, his thick cum filling it to the brim again, like he hadn’t just filled you minutes ago.
Morning light filtered through the curtains — pale gold, slow, almost shy. You stirred against the sheets, the faint scent of coffee and clean linen hanging in the air. The space beside you was warm.
Wonwoo lay on his side, propped up on one elbow, scrolling lazily through his phone. His hair was messy, eyes soft when he noticed you blink awake. “Goodmorning,” he murmured, voice lower than usual — rough with sleep. What the fuck.. he’s voice could be deeper????
You only hummed in reply, burying your face halfway into the pillow. The ache in your body made everything feel heavy but oddly peaceful. You shifted a little, noticing the fresh bottoms you had on, the faint scent of soap clinging to your skin. “Did you..?” you started.
He chuckled quietly. “Yeah. You knocked out last night. I didn’t want you waking up sticky, so I took care of it.” You groaned softly, covering your face with one hand. “You really didn’t have to-” “I wanted to,” he said simply, like it was the most natural thing in the world.
“Your glasses didn’t fall last night..” You said, trying to prove a point. “Oh is my glasses, one of your fantasies as well?” He teased that made you and him laugh.
Silence stretched for a moment — comfortable, slow. Then you reached across the bedside table for your phone. He watched you, eyebrow raised. “Already checking your emails?” “Nope.” You grinned sleepily, fingers already dialing.
He frowned. “Are you seriously calling someone right now?”
You pressed the speaker button and looked at him. The phone rang once before his phone, somewhere on the nightstand, began to buzz. Wonwoo’s brow furrowed even more. “Are you calling me?”
You smirked as his screen lit up with your name. He picked up, lips curving. “What is this..?”
You smiled into the receiver, eyes still on him. “Just making sure I don’t have to press one again for tech support.” He huffed a quiet laugh, shaking his head as he leaned closer.
“Good,” you said softly. “Because when I dial a number, I like it when it’s your voice that answers, not an automated machine.” Wonwoo chuckled, setting his phone down and brushing his thumb along your jaw. “Then I guess I’ll keep the line open for you.”
You met his gaze — lazy morning sunlight spilling over both of you — and smiled. “Mhmm. Because I think I might need tech support again.” He laughed against your lips. “For what?”
“For whatever’s wrong with my heart,” you teased.
Wonwoo only kissed you in reply.
𝐀/𝐍 ➙ reblog with tags and feedbacks are so much appreciated, it motivates me a lot ❤️ See y’all in my next one (part 2 of ..shhh)
this is driving me CRAZZYYYYY. im so obsessed with this premise, it was really good. but the actual voice kink execution... you bet im weak in the knees. thank you for writing this, this was so incredibly good!! ❤️
nsfw (mdni) and major spoilers under the cut ↓
“Welcome to the necessary weekly meeting!” → sounds like the way he’d say XD
“-tech support,” you finished innocently. → I THINK I KNOW WHERE THIS KS GOING 😂
The argument went in circles until Jihoon ordered takeout just to shut both of you up. → mhm, good decision. food helps... and heals.
“I’m very tech-savvy.” → reader, are you sure?
“You’re rude. But also kind of charming.” “That’s a first,” → tech support flirting lol but i can’t relate :( where is my jeon wonwoo tech support? :((
Soonyoung froze mid-bite. Then he mouthed, damn. → and ladies and gentlemen, now soonyoung knows he’s hot and that reader can pull him.
“Thank you again for your very professional assistance, Mr. Wonwoo.” → idt it’s anything close to professional but who am i so anything as long as they keep on being like this? XD
“If this takes longer, I’m fake fainting just to go home early.” → he’s so dramatic lmao. i love him sksnks
Jeon Wonwoo, in the flesh. → i’d be SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP if this man ever showed up in the same room as me 😭 HES SO HOT BUT FOR WHAT
“She’s great with.. tech support,” Hansol said, barely holding back laughter. → sol 😂
“Running system checks upstairs. Thought I’d double check whether the server is plugged before your company crashes again.” → you lil shit XD
“Yeah?” Wonwoo encouraged conversationally, “What is it, Y/N?” → OKAY DOES HE KNOW YET? 😳
He looked at his phone, a slow smirk spreading across his face. The call ended abruptly, and he knew exactly why. → AKSBISISJSBD HE KNEW!! OF COURSE HE DID LMAOO. literally giggling rn.
He was walking in with two other guys — one with long hair and a mischievous grin.. definitely trouble, → jeonghannnn
He didn’t. He wasn’t wearing his glasses. → LMAO. clocked him 😭 but i relate lol.
“So that’s what I am?” → no bro no 😭 stop teasing her jchjvdgk /jk
I broke the kiss briefly as my hands framed her face. I quickly removed my glasses and set them aside. → reminds me of that one business proposal scene ;) [not adding that exact scene to not get flagged lol]
His smirk was pure sin.→ i can only imagine smsnsjsksjns
“Yeah. You knocked out last night. I didn’t want you waking up sticky, so I took care of it.” → awwwhhh thats really sweet of him!
“Then I guess I’ll keep the line open for you.” → AHAHHHHHHHHAHHHHSISJHSJSJ
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