a/n: in honor of wonwoo's game live and his very... impactful words "for carats who don't understand the game just look at my face." simp and enjoy!
you should be feeling bored. you should feel like you're wasting your time. you should be thinking about how you shouldn't have come here. you should be pissed at your lover. or at least annoyed. he has been stuck on his desk for hours. you are being deprived of attention and affection, which was the reason you came over his apartment in the first place.
but here you are. simp. a whole goddamn simp. what are you doing? well, what else is a simp gonna do? of course, simping. looking absolutely whipped for the man with very attractive as-wide-as-the-pacific ocean shoulders. the man has barely done anything. seriously, all that wonwoo has been doing is slump over his desk as he played games on his computer. he knows you're sprawled on his bed like a starfish at the bottom of the ocean. he greeted you when you came and said that he will be playing a few more rounds before you could hang out. and that was hours ago.
most people would be mad at their significant other by now but not you. definitely not you. (simp) no, no, no, no. oh, you are built different. you're not like other people. yes, because why are you enjoying this? it has been hours since the man has done anything significant and/or remarkable. so why in the world are your cheeks flushed? what kind of sorcery has jeon wonwoo done to you, for you to be like this? what spell did he use on you?
"if you don't understand the game, just look at my face."
and "look" you did. you gazed. you stared. you gawked at him. because he told you so. how obedient of you.(your mother wishes you were like this when you were a kid)
tap. tap. tap. rattle. click. click. click. more rattling.
for fucks sake all he's doing is press keys on his keyboard and mouse but you just can't seem to divert your eyes. and so does wonwoo. he swears that this will be his last round before paying attention to you. but his competitive ass will not let him lose this final battle so he is unable to divert his eyes from the screen to check on you as well.
he feels it. your eyes, staring deep into his soul. he's well aware. he did tell you to look at him instead if you don't understand how the game that he is playing works. but, he didn't know you would actually do it. for longer than 30 minutes at that as well. he is slightly very concerned. but the butterflies jamming to fighting by seventeen bss ft. youngji on his stomach overpowers that side.
"you win," the screen says and finally, the game is done. wonwoo slides himself away from his desk and stretches his arms upwards. crack. crack. his spine screams in agony. of course, a yawn escapes his lungs as well. he turns to look at you and realizes your eyes were still on him. he chuckles before standing up and making his way towards you. a soft smile forms on your lips as he flops down on the space of the bed, in front of you.
"I could feel your gaze pierce through my head when I was playing. I thought you were upset that I wasn't able to pay attention to you," he speaks up while his hand hovered over your face, as he remover the strands of hair that escaped from being tucked behind your ear.
"you told me to look at your face instead, since I didn't understand the game," you replied.
"I did try to explain the rules to you." he caresses your cheek.
"yeah but, I still couldn't understand anything. but it's okay because I love you. and if being hunched over your desk for hours while you play games makes you happy, then I'm fine."
"weren't you bored? if you understood it, we could have played together." he asked you with worry written all over his face. (this man has got to stop or I'm never escaping my delulu era)
"fuck that game. your face is more fun to stare at." you scoffed, lifting your head from the bed and resting your head over your hand.
"you know, sometimes I really don't understand you." wonwoo leans closer to you. your faces just a few centimetres away.
"but you love me." you say teasingly.
"but i love you." and he closes the gap. giggles erupting from the both of you when he pulled away. and then you both proceed to stare at each others eyes like idiots.
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For the woozi prompt, y/n falling asleep while he's working in his studio, and him turning around to say something but instead just watching her (in a non creepy way)...just throwing this out there
tysm anon for....just throwing this out here. i recently just got back to my delulu for woozi era and i think i have fallen deeper into this hellhole (in a good way). i hope you enjoy this!
pairing: woozi x gn! reader
wc: 907
genre: floofy floof floof
woozi's foot taps gently against the floor along with the beats playing on his headphones. the universe factory is truly a factory. it is up and running 24/7 and 365 1/4 days every year. and it's not like they don't get day-offs, they do. but woozi doesn't make music because it is his job. he makes it because there is nothing else in this world that he finds fun doing besides making music. and god is he good at it.
he closed his eyes when the bridge of the song started playing. it transitions from a very upbeat and bright tune into a slow and calm melody. from modern to classical instruments. he suddenly feels excitement burst on his chest. his nose scrunches, shakes his head and bites his lower lip. he tries to contain the sudden adrenaline pumping through his system as he feels satisfaction from hearing his work. (you know when you want to draw smth but don't have a reference picture but then you were able to draw it anyway? yes, that feeling.) but he fails miserably. woozi removes his headphones and turns his chair to face you with a huge smile on his face, ready to talk your ear out as he talks about how excited he is for the members to hear this new song. but he immediately halts his movements and his eyes widen at the sight of you. guilt immediately replacing the adrenaline that was spreading inside of him just a moment ago. he quietly sits back down on his chair and heaves a sigh.
you came by earlier with dinner so the two of you could eat together before heading back to your shared apartment to have your movie night. that was three hours ago. he runs his hands over his face before standing up to sit next to you on the couch. after having your dinner, woozi said he had to finish this one song. he was so in the zone and he didn't want to let the idea just pass by him and go to waste. you agreed to it because it's not like you had anything to do the next day. if the both of you end up watching movies until sunrise then so be it. but then woozi got way too in the zone that he completely lost track of time. it had been around two hours ago when he told you that he was about to finish it and they could start to clean up and head home for the movie.
he watches you sleep on the couch at his studio. you looked so comfortable cuddling the plushies he had put there for display that he didn't want to wake you up. so he decided to let you be for a few more minutes. (totally not because he also wants to just enjoy the way you look and watch your totally not adorable sleeping figure. his heart is totally not b-boying right now.) a small smile making its way to his lips as he suddenly remembered of the time he had first brought you in his studio. you were so awkward and stiff (like a whole radish kimchi, right dokyeom? gose 2021 ep. 29, 18:09) and you couldn't find a comfortable position to sit in. and here you are now, fast asleep on that very same couch. woozi feels glad that you have found peace and comfort in his safe haven. a place where only people with privileges from him have the luxury to be able to be in there. but then for them, woozi has to bring them in while you get to invite yourself in anytime (as long as it's outside of his official working hours). who's privileged now?
you suddenly stir from your position, eyes opening slightly while doing so. then you realize a sense of warmth from your side and you completely open your eyes. you see the love of your life leaning his face on his fist while his elbows were prompt on the backrest of the couch, staring deep into your soul.
"what time is it?" you ask while roaming your hands around you on the cound trying to find your phone.
"it's time for us to head home and cuddle to sleep," he replied as he stood up to turn off his monitor.
"what about the movie?" you asked, still laying on the couch very comfortably while hugging an adorable penguin plushie.
"we can watch it tomorrow instead. you seem tired too, so why don't we just call it a night?" he walks towards your pouting plus laying figure. he chuckles at the sight and sits beside you on the couch before leaning forward to give your forehead a peck.
"movies can be watched any time. your rest and sleep should be prioritised more right now." he reaches out his hands for you to take so you can finally detach yourself from the seat.
"are you sure you don't just want to watch me sleep again?" you tease him. his cheeks turn pink at your words. flustered that he got caught admiring you. he doesn't respond to you and just quietly grabs his coat before walking towards the door while you were left behind still fixing your stuff and giggling at his reaction.
you were only joking about it, you didn't know he was actually staring at you while you slept. who's got pink tinted cheeks now?
note: written in english but the dialogues are in taglish with tagalog majority.
"you do realize na pwede ka naman matulog 'di ba?" anton says after hearing your yawns for the nth time of the night. you were sat right beside him on the floor, just in case he needed help with the editing and if he had any confusions regarding the storyboard. all your other group members were passed out all over the living room of his house, some cuddling with each other due to the cold tiles.
a typical scenario for students whose exams are nearing but is unfortunately in a filipino public school where their teachers are way worse procrastinators than them (not generalizing all ph public schools and teachers, this is from experience) probably because they're too tired and too underpaid. but still, last minute projects? a group project too, at that. this better be worth it.
"what the heck? naririnig mo hikab ko kahit naka headphones ka?"
"malamang, hindi naman ako nakikinig ng kanta eh. im just editing, majority of the time walang nagpplay sa headphones ko."
"bat ka pa nag headphones kung di mo naman pala kailangan?"
"kaysa naman tanggal tanggalin ko di ba? mas convenient kung suot ko na agad pag may biglang dialogue scene."
you were going to clap back at him when another yawn escapes you. anton gives you a glance before giggling to himself. he abruptly stops as he feels a foot kick his shin from under the table and a groan elliciting from one their sleeping members, probably han dongmin.
"matulog ka na kasi. we have the storyboard naman and i have the file ng script din, ill be fine. malapit na din naman akong matapos."
"ang kulit ng lahi mo tonying, kailangan ko pang icheck yan pag natapos mo."
"edi ill wake you up na lang pag natapos ko na. go sleep na kasi, baka bumagsak ka mamaya habang nageexam."
"ayoko nga. kaya ko toh, ako pa."
anton just shakes his head at your stubborness and resumes editing your project. he really hoped you would just go to sleep so he can feel at ease about later. he knew that you might have a headache when taking your exams later in class and end up with lower scores than usual. they take quite a toll on you whenever you dont get your desired scores. he had watched you cry over your exam results multiple times (and also felt jealous multiple times because he couldnt gather courage to comfort you and had to watch from the back of the class while your friend ran their hands down your back and your head to ease you). thats why he really wanted you to just go to sleep. but he also knew that you didnt want to leave him alone while doing a group project that you were the leader of because you think he is your responsibility. its one of the reasons he adored you so much. how can someone so admirable like you exist in this world?
it wasnt long after the silence that enveloped the room got to you. your consciousness had drifted away without you noticing and before you knew it, you have completely passed out. you were only trying to blink away the tears that were streaming down your cheeks from all your yawning and fighting to stay awake. but alas, sleep had won over you. your neck seems to have also given up as your head dropped to rest on anton's shoulder as you spiral into deep slumber.
after recovering from the initial shock of feeling your head against his shoulder. anton feels warmth radiate off his chest and the entire zoo, losing their sanity in his stomach. he paused his moving hands to not disturb your sleep, he figured he could rest his aching wrists as you slept beside him. totally not because he wanted to stare at you while you sleep, nope. but the circumstances allows him to do it so, why not?
god, look at that face. its a work of art. its like your parents really put in the effort to create you. god really took his time sculpting those cheekbones. oh my, do you have constellations on your face? i can play connect the dots with your moles all day.
"malala ka na pre," a voice startles anton and snaps him out of his trance. he looks over the table to find the owner of the voice.
dongmin who coincidentally woke up from his sleep and accidentally witnessed his classmate physically simp over their group leader, opens an eye and raises an eyebrow at anton with a smirk.
"ganyan pala type mo ah, leader." he teased anton. to which he received a kick on his butt as a reply. he quietly laughed to himself before turning on his side and resuming his sleep.
on the other hand, anton who was glowing red turns his head back to you again. he continues staring at your sleeping face, seemingly cant get enough of you. (simp) he sighs deeply before turning back to his laptop screen and resuming his task but not without uttering something under his breath.
synopsis: hindi na bago yang research na yan pero hirap pa rin maghanap ng rrl si pareng wonbin. lalo na honor student pa yung leader niya, eguls. baka magsipag si par 'pag nalaman niyang kapatid pala ng bebelabs niya yung leader niya.
☆: 2 chapters agad anlupet di talaga ako makatulog. btw pala medj oa si wonbin dito kasi sawa nako sa nonchalant characs niya.
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— saktong alas nuebe nagkita sa gate ang mga "esophagus esophagus" at gaya ng inaasahan, hindi nagsimula sa naka takdang oras ang review. mukhang napa-aga pa ang dating nila sapagkat wala pang kalahati ang bilang ng mga tao sa loob ng kanilang auditorium.
"sabi ko sa inyo di yan magsisimula ng 9am eh," sambit ni sohee habang naglalakad papunta sa likod ng auditorium.
"wag tayo sa likod, i wont be able to hear and see properly," reklamo ni mikha.
"dun tayo sa harap puro stem dun oh, di ba stem crush mo miks?" pag-aya ni maloi. hinayaan na ni yn ang dalawa na lumipat sa harap bago umupo sa tabi ni sohee sa likod. as usual, nilabas na lang niya ang kaniyang earphones kasi tinulugan na siya agad ni sohee.
"tangina talaga nito napaka bagal kumilos," pabulong na bigkas ni seunghan. siya ay kasalukuyang nakatayo sa may gate ng school nila, hinihintay ang kanyang kaibigan. lagpas alas nuebe na, kalahating oras bago mag alas dyis. umuusok na ang ilong ng kanilang presidente sa group chat ng kanilang klase (madaming wala sa auditorium na hindi nagpaalam kung aabsent) kaya naman namamasa na ang palad niya. panigurado'y makakatikim din sila ng sermon mula sa guro nilang magtuturo sa review ngayong araw.
habang nagmamadaling mag type si seunghan ng reply sa president nila na malapit na siya sa auditorium (kahit nasa gate pa lang talaga siya), sakto naman ang pagdating ng tricycle sa harap niya. bumaba dito ang kanina pa niyang hinihintay na si wonbin, ang kapal ng mukha naka shades pa kahit walang araw. natagalan pa sila lalo sapagkat walang barya si wonbin at nagbayad ng buong limang daan sa driver.
napabuntong hininga na lang si seunghan bago lumapit at magbayad sa tricycle. matapos ay di niya napigilan ang sarili at binatukan ang kanyang kaibigan.
"apaka bagal mo talaga kumilos! galit na si pres sa gc, wala pa daw kalahati attendance ng section natin!"
"aba, responsibilidad pa ba natin kung papasok yung iba o hindi?"
"eh basta, bilisan na natin, si sir tnct daw ata magsisimula"
talaga ngang minamalas si seunghan ngayong araw, kung hindi sana mabagal kumilos si wonbin edi sana naka-upo na sila ng payapa ngayon. pero dahil napakabagal nga nito, ito sila ngayon, naka-tayo sa harap ng buong senior high, habang sinesermonan ng kanilang guro.
"GUSTO NIYONG DI KO KAYO PA GRADUATEIN?! Mga Senior High School students kayo pero napaka iresppnsable niyo? para kaynino ba itong review na ito? Sa amin ba? Tapos simpleng pagpasok ng maagad hindi niyo magawa!" (getting flashbacks lol) napayuko lamang ang dalawa dahil sa hiya sa harap ng mga kamag-aral.
"Doon kayo sa likuran maupo, mahirapan kayo makinig at makita ang whiteboard!" huling sigaw ng kanilang guro. Agad namang pumunta sa likod ang dalawa upang maghanap ng upuan. Buti na lang at may bakante pa sa likod ng babaeng naka earphones at lalaking mukhang sanggol.
aba! sino kaya itong naka earphones na ito? isa ba siyang diwata? ang kanyang ganda'y nakabibighani-
(thought process ni wonbin nang makita si yn)
umangat ang ulo ni yn ng maramdaman niyang para bang nay nakatingin sa kaniya. sakto naman at nagtagpo ang mata nila ni wonbin nang gawin niya ito. hindi niya ito pinansin at yumuko muli upang ipagpatuloy ang kaniyang ginagawa sa kanayag kwaderno. sa kabilang dako naman, si wonbin ay hindi makapaniwala sa kaniyang nakikita at napatulala na lang. kung hindi pa siya hinila ni seunghan papunta sa kanilang upuan, buong review siguro tatayo at tititigan na lang ni wonbin ang babae.
warnings: wala naman (let me know if there is tho, i might've missed it)
note: uy nag update din si madam. i missed writing so much but ive been going through some stuff lately so i haven't written anything in a long time. i went to watch the barbie movie today and i got inspired so i created this. hope you enjoy!
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Hello! This is user prodbywoozi formally making an announcement regarding this blog's status. After weeks of contemplation and months of trying, I have decided that I will be closing this blog. I am very grateful to everyone who has supported and read my written works and occassional smaus. However, due to unfortunate personal circumstances, I have lost the enjoyment and happiness I used to get from writing. All the motivation and excitement has turned into pressure of wanting people to be able to enjoy and be entertained with my works, and stress from contemplating whether or not I am making any progress as an aspiring writer.
I really want to write. But I also want to enjoy it. And these past few months of me trying to hyoe myself up that I will and am overcoming my slump by posting a wonbin au draft but it never really got me out of the slump that I have been stuck in.
I think school is partially connected to this happening to me. My last year as a senior high school student really sucked the life out of me. It was a fun experience, I guess. It was so different from my past experiences in high school. Of course, it was a different school afterall. Maybe it is the unfamiliarity of the environment and flow of the overall "society" there that greatly affected me, negatively, to which I noticed quite late. I will not go into further details of this. But if you are a future teacher or maybe you are one right now.
"...pero no pressure!"
Please don't tell your students that when you do not actually mean it. I know you just want them to explore their potential to be the better or even best version of themselves but some of us, are already putting our blood, sweat and tears, squeezing every last drop of it to be able to achieve what we currently have. Maybe that really is all that we can offer and there is nothing wrong with that. Don't push us beyond the end of the cliff. It hurts when we fall. I do not have the wings you say that I possess.
I will not be deleting the account. There is still a small spark of light within me that hopes that I will one day come back and be able to write with enjoyment and enthusiasm again. I will continue to try and write privately.
Pero sobra ang pasasalamat ko sa lahat ng nagbasa at pumuri sa mga likha ko. Lubos ang kasiyahan na natanggap ko mula sa inyo. Walang sapat na salita ang malinaw na makakapagpahayag ng kalungkutan ko na may mga tao akong mabibigo kasi update ang hinihintay pero ito ako. Pasensya na, hindi na ako masaya.
I am currently preparing din para sa bagong "kabanata" ko. Maybe, I will put my focus there for a while and slowly work my way back into writing again.
Hanggang sa muli. Maraming salamat po sa pagbasa niyo dito! 🫶
pairing: oa! stem student! wonbin x nonchalant! humss student! y/n
genre: smau, prose, fluff, crack (sapilitan), very slight angst (malungkot na nga buhay ko pati ba naman au ko?)
language: filipino/taglish
synopsis: hindi na bago yang research na yan pero hirap pa rin maghanap ng rrl si pareng wonbin. lalo na honor student pa yung leader niya, eguls. baka magsipag si par 'pag nalaman niyang kapatid pala ng bebelabs niya yung leader niya.
translation: a group research project was nothing new but that doesn't mean finding rrl's were easier for wonbin. especially when his leader was one of the running candidates for with high/highest honor rolls in their school. but maybe he will be putting in the effort to finding those rrl's once he finds out that his research team leader is his yn's older brother.
