#dowoon x reader

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@yoonguurt

Today’s the day! Wish me luck! I’m going to be on TV! You groan softly as you blearily read the texts before your fingers begin to move along the keyboard quickly. Good luck Pabo! I believe in you. Go be the best weatherman they could ever ask for! Once the text sends you drop your phone back onto your bed and shut your eyes hoping to fall back asleep since you had been up working late into the night. But just as you’re falling back into that comforting black abyss your phone vibrates once again. I’m nervous. I shouldn’t be nervous right? Everything will be fine. Right? Sighing softly you know you’re not going to be getting any more sleep with his quiet spiral starting to happen. Sitting up in bed your fingers move as if they have a mind of their own and you immediately call him. He picks up before you can move the phone to your ear.

“Hey.” he clips out and you know the nerves have gripped him tightly already. Dowoon may come off as nonchalant as anything but this man cares. He cares about doing well and representing himself in a way that others can look up to, he just doesn’t show that very often and likes to hide his nerves. You’ve known him since you were kids, you two grew up together and you knew him like the back of your hand. You were pretty sure you knew him better than he knew himself.

“First take a breath. Relax.” you tell him sleepily and listen as he breathes out shakily. “You are going to be just fine being the weatherman for the morning news station. Crack a few jokes, make some exaggerated movements up there in front of the green screen, and use that natural charm you have. I promise you’ll be fine.” you tell him gently.

“But what if it all goes wrong?” he asks you quickly and you shake your head at him even though he can’t see it.

“D, The only way it will go wrong is if someone holds up the wrong cue cards. And if that happens just make a joke, grin that puppy dog grin you have and all will be forgiven.” you tell him honestly not wanting to lie to him that nothing could go wrong.

“Okay, okay.” he says softly. “You’ll watch it though? The live broadcast?” he asks worriedly after a second.

“I have it already in my calendar with an alarm.” you tell him and he chuckles softly over the phone.

“What are you a simp for me or something?” he asks teasingly and you scoff at him.

“You know what? I hope they make you dress up in the silliest outfit for this thing.” you tell him and he barks out a happy laugh.

“Yeah, yeah. They probably will. Go back to bed workaholic. I’ll call you after the segment.” he says goodnaturedly and you grin softly at his antics. “Thanks, by the way.” he says softly and your grin melts into a warm smile.

“Anytime D. Now don’t forget to get him an autograph from the hot news anchor.” you tell him and he yells out in disgust which makes you laugh delightedly as he quickly hangs up. You flop back into bed after the phone call and slowly shut your eyes so that you can get some more sleep.

You sit on your couch with a steaming cup of coffee as the local news station intro plays loudly on your television. You’re still waking up after getting another hour of sleep as your eyes squint slightly at the flashy colors and bright graphics of the intro. Taking a sip you watch as the news anchors come on screen and run down a few bits of happening news locally before they announce that they had a special guest to report the weather for the day. When Dowoon comes on screen you grin widely at the image of him, he’s dressed in a nice blue button up and black slacks with his hair styled to fall over his forehead in a pretty arc. And then you laugh as you spot the bright almost neon yellow rain coat with a hood that they’ve dressed him in, not to mention the obnoxiously clashing colored umbrella he’s holding as a prop. You can’t stop the laugh from building in your chest and slipping out past your lips as you watch him look seriously into the camera exuding professionalism.

The weather segment starts off fine as you sit there watching him hoping and praying that everything will go smoothly for him and he won’t have any issues. He’s confident and moving about the screen pointing to the right numbers and graphics as he talks about the weather from yesterday. But then when he moves on to predict the weather for the day it all goes downhill. 

“Today expect to have some light drizzle in the morning with clear skies in the afternoon with mild winds.” he says as he reads from the cue cards and points to the right graphics on the screen. But just after he finishes speaking there’s a loud booming clap of thunder outside and your eyes dart over to your window to see that it is actually a torrential downpour outside your apartment. A flash of lightning streaks across the sky and you sigh softly knowing that something must’ve gone wrong and they didn’t have the right information for the weather today. Your eyes dart back to the television and you can see Dowoon’s eyes widen just as a loud clap of thunder is heard in the background.

Suddenly your cellphone explodes with dings as a slew of text messages begin to show up on the screen. Is this your boy?? You might want to come get him! Comes a text message from one of your girlfriends from school who knew both you and Dowoon. Oh my gosh! Why is he so wrong? Comes another text from one of your mutual friends and you sigh softly knowing that they’re only teasing but you know how Dowoon is most likely panicking inside right now. 

That little tidbit is confirmed as he tries to continue on with the weather segment with the grace of a stumbling fawn who’s just started walking. He points to the wrong day for the temperature as he tries to catch his footing after the first blunder. But his nerves are large as he says the wrong wind direction and it only spirals from there as he drops the umbrella prop once while he tries to regain his balance. The camera catches his spiral and panic on live television and your heart breaks for him knowing that this would most likely sit with him for a while even though it truly wasn’t his fault.

After you hear him stutter out the end of his weather segment you stand from your couch and move to your bedroom to get changed and grab your own umbrella. Before you’re ready to leave your apartment you make a travel mug full of his favorite kind of coffee prepared the exact way he enjoys it. Within ten minutes you’re out the door and heading to the parking lot on a mission to go save your boy.

Once you park in the parking lot not far from the television station you’ve already received five different text messages from your friends with links to clips of Dowoon’s disastrous weather segment. The station has already posted the clips online and they’ve gone mildly viral. Your eyes flit over the comments and you try to hide your grin even as your heart twists in your chest. 

“Weahterboy with 0% accuracy.”

“They did him so dirty.”

“What’s next, a prediction of a tornado?!”

You stare at the words until they blur and then you sigh out softly. Getting out of your car you make a quick call to Dowoon’s manager letting him know that you’re there and that you’d like to take Dowoon out for lunch knowing that he doesn’t have anything else planned for the day. The manager sighs out thankfully and tells you he’ll let security know to let you through. You then shoot a quick text to Dowoon.

Meteorology isn’t your calling. It’s simple and gently teasing, something you know that he’ll appreciate and want to lean into more than addressing that things didn’t go well. His response is quick, I hate you. You chuckle softly as you come to the doors of the station and wait just outside with your umbrella over your head. No you don’t, you text him back and watch as the typing bubbles pop up but you’re quicker than him, Meet me outside I think you need some liquid lunch to forget about that disaster. It takes him a few minutes to respond but when he does you can hear the text read aloud in his voice, You’re here?! Rolling your eyes at his surprise you chuckle softly while a small smile slips onto your face, Duh I’m here to save you from your embarrassment. So c’mon Mr. Weatherman.

Not even twenty minutes later and you spot Dowoon through the large glass panes of the front lobby as he walks out towards you. He steps outside and you’re immediately moving to cover him with your umbrella. He blinks at you for a quiet moment before he sighs softly. You step close and wrap your arms around him, hugging him tightly. 

“It was so bad.” he says to you softly and your heart breaks for him.

“C’mon, let’s go get in my car before I catch a charge for threatening the television station staff for failing you.” you tell him honestly and he chuckles softly at your words before nodding his head as he relaxes in your hold. The two of you are quiet as you walk to your car letting the rain and thunder fill the air with noise.

When the two of you get into your car you crank up the heat to drive away the chill that’s permeated the air around you. Rain hits your outside of your car in sheets that are almost too dense for you to see through. You turn to him and he’s staring at the floor of your passenger seat, you wait for him to speak knowing that if you don’t wait it’ll stop him speaking and he’ll just let it fester within him.

“They said someone switched out the cue cards at the last minute. It was just a mistake for the afternoon weather segment.” he said dejectedly and you watched him quietly.

“They should’ve been able to catch that though, D. This wasn’t your fault. Please don’t think this was your fault.” you say softly yet firmly trying to reach him through his embarrassment. He nods his head quickly before looking over at you with a sad smile on his face.

“Manager-nim said that the company will spin it in a way to show that idols are human and make mistakes. But it still was really embarrassing and I couldn’t get a hold on it once it went sideways.” he tells you and you nod your head at his words.

“That’s good that they’ll be able to manage it that way but still the station should be held responsible.” you say adamantly as anger rises within you at the embarrassment that he had to face because of their mistake and he stares at you for a quiet moment before grinning widely at you. “What?” you ask him as you notice his grin.

“You always know exactly what to say to make me feel better. You always show up when I need you the most even when I don’t even know that I need you.” he says softly and you smile proudly at him. You’re reminded of all those times when you were kids growing up together, you both had always been there for each other no matter what. Always looking out for each other and making sure you were both alright. Silence settles over the both of you, familiar, comfortable. 

“I’ll always be here. You can’t get rid of me that easily.” you tell him honestly with a cheeky grin on your face. He scoffs while rolling his eyes at you, he then leans over and nudges your shoulder with his own.

“I wouldn’t want to get rid of you anyway.” he said softly and you look at him surprised with how much emotion is packed into those simple words. “Who would be my source of entertainment then?” he asks and you burst out into happy laughter at his teasing.

“Whatever, you’re still the worst weatherman ever.” you tell him and he laughs at you before shaking his head.

“At least I’m not some wannabe Kdrama lead with an umbrella scene!” he cries out and you blink at him for a moment before dramatically gasping and pressing your hand to your chest.

“How dare you!” you dramatically gasp out and he rolls his eyes at you. “I’ll have you know I would be the best Kdrama lead for you!” you insist and he grins at you.

“Prove it.” he challenges you with a sparkle in his eyes as he stares at you. Something shifts in the air and for a moment your brain stutters in comprehension before your heart takes over and you reach out and grab him by his shirt before dragging him into a slow, hot, gentle kiss. One that feels familiar and like it’s always belonged between the two of you. Dowoon reciprocates the kiss easily which surprises you but with his challenge you should’ve realized what he was getting at.

When you pull away from him you rest your forehead against his while a grin spreads across your face and your eyes flutter closed. The rain sounds louder as it hits the outside of your car and it makes the inside of your car be consumed with a quiet that just feels warm. He huffs out a quiet laugh sounding relieved before he leans down closer to you his own soft grin on his lips.

“Forecast update,” he murmurs softly and you chuckle softly at him as your eyes flick open to stare into his eyes expectantly. “High chance of me kissing my best Kdrama lead again.” he teases but you grin wickedly at him.

“100% probability?” you ask him cheekily and he laughs at you.

and that someone was definitely not dowoon, judging by the way he swayed to the music, almost limbless.

you briefly wondered how you got here; how the night unfolded like this. what started as a simple get-together at dowoon’s place with a group of friends, led to kick-ons at the club, and one by one, his friends left. only the two of you remained.

your heart squeezed in your chest. dowoon was a dear friend, and you knew he was hurting. it’d been less than half a year since his first relationship ended, and it scarred him deeply. dowoon was never one for many words, let alone words about his emotions or feelings or anything of that sort, but during a sacred moment in the backyard as you passed your vape back and forth, he admitted that things were not easy. in fact, it had been absolutely gut-wrenching. to go from being with someone and loving them and living with them and taking care of them - to now living on his own, in a tiny apartment, with no one to go home to. 

so you listened. you let him talk, let him get it out of his system. you acknowledged his words and provided a few words of comfort where necessary, but mostly gave him the space to express what he’d been holding inside. 

you thought you were being a good friend.

but perhaps, it was not the right move.

thoughts swarmed your head as you found yourself alone with him in the dinghy club. somehow, his hands found their place on your waist. and when he noticed your fringe falling over to cover your face, his warm fingers moved to push it away, and lingered.

you knew what he was thinking. even in the deafening backdrop of early 2000s pop music, you could hear his thoughts, as clear as day. you knew it was just a split second of misjudgement, a stroke of luck, and dowoon actively seizing the opportunity in front of him. he must’ve thought it would be easy; convenient.

but you didn’t want it. and you didn’t see him this way. sure, he was a dear friend, but nothing more than that. you cared for him, and wanted him to be happy and healthy and well, but not like this - not with you. 

which is why you gave it your all to ignore any of his advances for the remainder of the night. 

you could tell, as he walked him home, that dowoon had a pout permanently plastered on his face. he probably took it as a rejection.

but that’s not how you saw it. you hoped, at least, when day breaks and the hangover dissipates, that he realises that you were doing both of you a favour. 

Sungjin

My goodness, this man would just stop in his tracks as he listens to your so called conversation with “Kyle”🤭. Good thing your back was facing him, otherwise your wide grin would’ve ruined the whole thing. You planned on doing this prank as soon as he gets home from work. Hearing the keys entering the lock and the knob turning, you proceed with the prank. “Haha yeah I remember that... Me? KYLE you’re asking me if I’m free tomorrow?” Being the protective boyfriend he is, Sungjin starts to get a little mad, “Alright I’ve had enough of this.” he murmured. Walking over to you, Sungjin lightly taps your shoulder and motions his hand to let you give him your phone to give “Kyle” a piece of his mind, “Hey Kyle, this is Sungjin, I’m not sure if you know me or are aware of our relationship but I’m Y/n’s BOYFRIEND, I repeat, B. F. BOYFRIEND. So run along now and go ask out someone else because she/he’s taken buddy.” Hearing you giggle from his passive aggressive response to “Kyle”, he turns to you with a confused face, “What? I can’t just let some random guy take my girl/boy can I?”, “Babe look at the screen.” Looking over to your phone, he sees the notes app being opened up with the words, “Who’s Kyle? Sounds like a made up guy to me ;)” Congrats, your boyfriend is now jaw dropped, and eyes widened 😲. “You little-” 

Young K

The only member to catch onto your little joke in my opinion. But before finding out, he’d just stare at you like “ಠ_ಠ... So you just gonna let this happen huh?” In between your guys’ dinner, you decided to pull the prank, needless to say, saying another guy’s name was all it took for Younghyun to completely stop eating. With a mouth full of spaghetti he continues to listen, *What’s he saying? Is he asking you out?!* he mouthed. You shook your head, *Not telling*, I guess that’s what made him think that it could possibly be a prank, which it was. Being the annoying Brian he is and wanting to test his so called “theory”, he did what any boyfriend would do, or any annoying, crazy, and out of their mind kind of boyfriend would do. Thank god it wasn’t a real call because it would have been a major rollercoaster trying to explain this man’s actions. “OHH Y/N! GOD THAT FEELS SO GOOD!”, “YOUNGHYUN WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!”, “YEAH JUST LIKE THAT BABY MMM RIGHT THERE YEAH THAT’S THE SPOT!” At this point you’d have to stop, god you could see the smug written all over his face, “You think you can prank me like that? I don’t think so babe 😘.” Needless to say, never make him suspicious during any REAL phone calls otherwise you’ll be in royally big trouble 😅

Wonpil

I actually think Wonpil wouldn’t do anything, he’d just sit there not knowing what to do and kinda just wallow in sorrow around the house all day until you’d have to tell him that if was just a prank. “Babe what’s wrong? You’ve been walking around the house and looking like someone sucked the energy outta you.”, “Well I don’t know.. just leave me alone and go over to TYLER’S place because he asked you to come over and it SEEMS like he’s a funnier guy than me. >:( ” Lowkey about to be on the verge of tears until you started laughing over his jealous and bratty state, you walk over to him and squish his cheeks, making his lips pucker out in a cute way. “It was just a prank Wonpil, a skit, a one man show. I just wanted to see how you would react if it actually were to happen.” This poor boy would just stay quiet for a few seconds, trying to put 2 and 2 together 😂, “So Tyler isn’t a real person 🥺️?” “No babe he is not.” You and I and the whole myday community both know that Wonpil is the crybaby in the group so you best believe the waterworks will start flowing. “WAAAAAGHHHHHH”, making ugly sobbing noises with a running nose starting to form. “OH BABY NO I’M SORRY I WON’T DO THAT AGAIN I PROMISE!” Looks like you’re going to him a coddle him up with lots of kisses and I love yous because the poor man just went through a whole set of emotions within those few hours. Lesson learned, this man’s level of emotions will be the downfall of him someday.

Dowoon