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writers note: help ive never written anything like this before so PLEASEEE let me know what you think of it!! im finally back and am planning on posting A LOT more so stay tuned :33

⤷ wonwoo x reader

₊˚ fluff · comfort · established relationship · light smut · making out · sexual tension (reader is a hornball) ₊˚

☁️ summary —

lately, you’ve been having unholy thoughts about your long term boyfriend wonwoo. you thought you were so good at hiding it, meanwhile he knew it all along and confronts you about it.

you and wonwoo have been dating for quite some time, long enough that the honeymoon phase should’ve worn off by now. but somehow, it hasn’t.

it’s not even the big gestures that get you anymore… it’s the smallest things. the way he does the dishes, how he always texts you even at his busiest moments, hell even him assembling a simple chair from ikea gets you going.

it’s ridiculous, really, how everything he does just makes tears run down your thighs.

you think you’ve been subtle until one afternoon, he catches you staring at him fixing the lamp. he pauses mid-task, quirking an amused smile.

“you’re staring at me again,” he says.

your breath hitches, fuck, fuck, fuck.

“what?” you let out a forced breathless chuckle.

“don’t think i haven’t noticed the way you press your thighs together just to feel some form of friction, you’re probably doing it right now, aren’t you?” wonwoo tilts his head slightly, teasingly, like he’s trying to kill you.

i blush, left completely speechless but he’s stepping closer now, tone stern.

“you get wet at the thought of me, don’t you? being a responsible guy, treating you like i’m supposed to do.”

“… maybe a little.” you murmur, voice soft.

you notice the way his breathing changes slightly, it’s deeper.

then— he pulls you in for a desperate and sharp kiss, pushing you against the cold wall, his hands tracing your curves as he nibbles on your lower lip, his hands teasing the edge of your babydoll top as you moan into the kiss.

“i hope you’re not going anywhere,” he murmurs seductively, “because im not even close to being done with you.”

writers note: help ive never written anything like this before so PLEASEEE let me know what you think of it!! im finally back and am planning on posting A LOT more so stay tuned :33

⤷ wonwoo x reader

₊˚ fluff · comfort · established relationship · light smut · making out · sexual tension (reader is a hornball) ₊˚

☁️ summary —

lately, you’ve been having unholy thoughts about your long term boyfriend wonwoo. you thought you were so good at hiding it, meanwhile he knew it all along and confronts you about it.

you and wonwoo have been dating for quite some time, long enough that the honeymoon phase should’ve worn off by now. but somehow, it hasn’t.

it’s not even the big gestures that get you anymore… it’s the smallest things. the way he does the dishes, how he always texts you even at his busiest moments, hell even him assembling a simple chair from ikea gets you going.

it’s ridiculous, really, how everything he does just makes tears run down your thighs.

you think you’ve been subtle until one afternoon, he catches you staring at him fixing the lamp. he pauses mid-task, quirking an amused smile.

“you’re staring at me again,” he says.

your breath hitches, fuck, fuck, fuck.

“what?” you let out a forced breathless chuckle.

“don’t think i haven’t noticed the way you press your thighs together just to feel some form of friction, you’re probably doing it right now, aren’t you?” wonwoo tilts his head slightly, teasingly, like he’s trying to kill you.

i blush, left completely speechless but he’s stepping closer now, tone stern.

“you get wet at the thought of me, don’t you? being a responsible guy, treating you like i’m supposed to do.”

“… maybe a little.” you murmur, voice soft.

you notice the way his breathing changes slightly, it’s deeper.

then— he pulls you in for a desperate and sharp kiss, pushing you against the cold wall, his hands tracing your curves as he nibbles on your lower lip, his hands teasing the edge of your babydoll top as you moan into the kiss.

“i hope you’re not going anywhere,” he murmurs seductively, “because im not even close to being done with you.”

writers note: help ive never written anything like this before so PLEASEEE let me know what you think of it!! im finally back and am planning on posting A LOT more so stay tuned :33

⤷ wonwoo x reader

₊˚ fluff · comfort · established relationship · light smut · making out · sexual tension (reader is a hornball) ₊˚

☁️ summary —

lately, you’ve been having unholy thoughts about your long term boyfriend wonwoo. you thought you were so good at hiding it, meanwhile he knew it all along and confronts you about it.

you and wonwoo have been dating for quite some time, long enough that the honeymoon phase should’ve worn off by now. but somehow, it hasn’t.

it’s not even the big gestures that get you anymore… it’s the smallest things. the way he does the dishes, how he always texts you even at his busiest moments, hell even him assembling a simple chair from ikea gets you going.

it’s ridiculous, really, how everything he does just makes tears run down your thighs.

you think you’ve been subtle until one afternoon, he catches you staring at him fixing the lamp. he pauses mid-task, quirking an amused smile.

“you’re staring at me again,” he says.

your breath hitches, fuck, fuck, fuck.

“what?” you let out a forced breathless chuckle.

“don’t think i haven’t noticed the way you press your thighs together just to feel some form of friction, you’re probably doing it right now, aren’t you?” wonwoo tilts his head slightly, teasingly, like he’s trying to kill you.

i blush, left completely speechless but he’s stepping closer now, tone stern.

“you get wet at the thought of me, don’t you? being a responsible guy, treating you like i’m supposed to do.”

“… maybe a little.” you murmur, voice soft.

you notice the way his breathing changes slightly, it’s deeper.

then— he pulls you in for a desperate and sharp kiss, pushing you against the cold wall, his hands tracing your curves as he nibbles on your lower lip, his hands teasing the edge of your babydoll top as you moan into the kiss.

“i hope you’re not going anywhere,” he murmurs seductively, “because im not even close to being done with you.”