Woozi X Reader || “She stopped waiting. He finally looked up.”
The corner seat by the café window had always been your favorite. You liked how the light hit your sketchbook there, soft and unbothered. You swirled your coffee with the tiny wooden stirrer, watching the foam dissolve as you flipped to a blank page. No messages from Jihoon. Not that you expected one.
It wasn’t like you were angry. You had stopped waiting for him to change, and instead changed something in yourself. You picked up hobbies you used to shelve. Said yes to group texts you used to ignore. You weren’t lonely. You were starting to remember who you were before late studio nights turned into cold dinners and silence.
You didn’t want to leave him. But you couldn’t keep putting yourself on pause either.
So you pressed play.
“Hey y/n, u free?”
You glanced at the empty chat for Jihoon.
“Always!!! Whats up”
Jihoon pushed the door open and immediately knew you weren’t home. The light in the kitchen was off. No keys on the hook. No leftovers on the stove, labeled with a sticky note describing whatever H/c- korean blend you came up with.
He dropped his bag and checked his phone. Nothing from you. He opened Instagram. Your story was mid-laughter, a group selfie: your eyes crinkled, cheeks flushed from laughing.
You looked…happy?
When was the last time you smiled at him like that?
He stared longer than he meant to. Then he texted: home?
Soon :)
He typed and deleted five different responses. "Where are you?" sounded too much. "With who?" sounded worse.
He locked the phone and stared at the ceiling.
A week had passed since then. You had come home full of tipsy giggles, hand clutching your oversized leather jacket. Nothing but a sloppy kiss on his cheek to explain your absence. You twirled your way towards the bathroom, yelling out “night Woozi baby” joyfully before the door slammed heavily. Followed by an offkey performance of “96ers,” muffled by the shower.
“Goodnight,” he muttered.
He didn’t mean to follow the crowd, but the gallery was on his usual route home and the idea of returning to the apartment knowing you weren't there didn't sound very appealing to him. He pulled his mask up and stepped into the modern space. Glancing around before pausing—you were wearing that brown jacket he liked. A sketchbook in hand. Head thrown back in laughter at something some guy with dyed hair said.
Jihoon approached slowly.
You looked up and smiled, surprised. "Jihoon? What are you doing here?"
"Didn’t know you were into this stuff," he said, looking around at the art-covered walls.
You shrugged. "You didn’t ask."
That hit a little too clean.
He shoved his hands in his pockets. "He your new boyfriend?"
You blinked, eyes wandering to your classmate who started to chat up a nearby artist. "That guy? No. He’s in my class."
"You’re taking classes?"
"Yeah," you said, matter-of-fact. "I’ve been doing a lot lately."
Another week passed before Jihoon worked up the courage to ask questions.
You got home before him. For once.
He walked in around midnight and paused when he saw you at the table, headphones in, editing photos.
"Can we talk?"
You didn’t look up right away. You finished cropping the image before sliding one side of your headphones off. "About what exactly?"
He hesitated. "Are you... pulling away?"
You let out a short breath, barely a laugh. "Is that what this feels like to you? Pulling away?"
"It feels different."
"Good," you said, more sharply than you meant to. "It is different. I’m not rearranging my life around your schedule anymore. That’s not distance. That’s dignity."
He sat down across from you slowly, unsure.
"I noticed," he said. "And I don’t like it."
You leaned back in your chair, arms crossed. "Why? Because I’m not home like a porch light every night? Because someone else is getting my attention for once?"
His eyes flickered. "Because I miss you. Because it’s not the same."
You narrowed your gaze. "It’s not supposed to be. You can’t keep showing up late to your own relationship and expect me to be waiting by the door."
"That’s not fair—"
"No," you cut in. "What’s not fair is me shrinking myself so small you didn’t even notice I was disappearing. I used to think love meant patience. But I’ve been patient enough, Jihoon. I’ve been invisible."
He looked stunned, but didn’t argue.
"I looked up today," he said quietly, voice breaking a little. "And you weren’t there."
You stared at him, jaw tight. "I was never gone. You just didn’t look up soon enough."
There was a long silence.
Then he reached across the table, not grabbing—just resting his hand open, palm up, in the space between you.
"I’m looking now," he said.
You looked at his hand, then at him. There was no apology in your eyes, but there wasn’t anger anymore either—just exhaustion. And care.
You didn't grab his hand, but what you said next was enough.
“Thank you.”
The next week, he didn’t just text. He showed up.
He brought you coffee. Walked with you to your workshop. Asked questions and actually listened.
One night, you were painting at the kitchen table. He came home late, again. But instead of retreating to his studio, he pulled up a chair beside you.
You didn’t stop working, but he stayed close, watching.
"I like this you," he said after a while.
You paused. Wiped a smudge from your cheek.
"This me was always here."
He took your hand. This time, you let him.
Back to the beginning. I'm not completely sure what my first fic posted here was, but i know it was a Woozi one. and in honor of that i wanted my first re-published fic to be my fav Woozi fic ive written.
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Hi! Can I get a seventeen reaction to their girlfriend breaking her collarbone after falling off her bed(they were there when it happened)? I did this once and it hurt really bad😓
I can imagine a broken collarbone to be really painful! I hope you’re doing great these days, honey!
Seventeen members react to you breaking your collarbone!
S Coups:
He’d be the first one to react jumping right next to you asking if you’re fine. Seeing you lying on the floor in such a bad condition would literally break his heart into pieces! “It’ll be fine..”, he’d whisper even though he was not as sure at this point.
Jeonghan:
He’d call the ambulance immediately knowing that your “little” accident had caused something worse than just some bruises! “There’s someone coming, who can help you…”, he’d say after taking your hand kissing it gently.
Joshua:
I can imagine Joshua being really careful. He’d be too afraid to even touch you knowing that it could be really painful! However, after seeing you crying he’d put your hair out of your face so he’d be able to stop the tears from streaming down your face.
Jun:
“Tell me what I can do?”, he’d ask you running his hands through your hair softly. Not being able to make the pain go away would be really tough for him as it would usually a simple kiss that would make you stop crying.
Hoshi:
After realizing that your accident had led to an injury that was much worse than assumed, he’d almost start crying while taking your hand into his but would try to act tough as he knew that you’re the only person that should be crying in that kind of situation.
Wonwoo:
He’d take you into his arms immediately, carrying you through the staircase directly to his car as he’d know that you needed to be at the hospital as soon as possible. “I know, I know…”, he’d simply say to make you relax a bit.
Woozi:
“Aishhh…what am I supposed to do now?”, he’d ask himself while sinking down onto the floor next to you taking you into his warm embrace and laying his head onto yours.
DK:
“I can’t stop crying…”, you’d sob burying your head into his chest. He’d simply stroke your head thinking about what to do next in order to help you.
Mingyu:
“ It must hurt a lot, Y/N”, he’d say while pressing your weak body on to his chest. Seeing your helpless body lying on the floor would become one of his biggest fears as he couldn’t stand seeing you in a bad condition.
The8:
“It’s broken…”, he’d mumble in shock not knowing how to react. Even though it would be absolutely ridiculous, you’d try to stand up and he’d jump right next to you to support you.
Seungkwan:
He’d probably start crying as well trying to help you getting into a more comfortable position. “How bad is it”, he’d ask you already knowing the answer.
Vernon:
“It’s okay, it’s just..”, you’d try to say but he’d just sit there taking you into his arms. “No, Y/N. It’s not fine at all.”
Dino:
“ I wished I could help you…”, he’d tell you as you’re lying with your head on his lap looking directly into his eyes trying to forget the pain that was just too much to handle.
Hope you like it. This is such a tough topic to write about!
Heyo! Can I request the members of Seventeen trying to wake you up after a very tiring week? Thanks in advance :)
Seventeen members trying to wake you up after a tiring week!
S Coups:
He’d be lying next to you and would be the first to wake up. Even though you had told him to wake you up early in the morning, he’d let you sleep for a while before finally deciding to give in to your demand. He’d wake you up softly taking your hand. “You wanted me to wake you up, remember?”
Jeonghan:
He’d hesitate a bit not wanting to wake you up. However, he knew that it was time for you both to start the day. He’d run his fingers calmly through your hair having you open your eyes immediately.
Joshua:
Josh would already be playing some songs on his guitar knowing that it was the best way to wake you up. He’d smile at you as soon as you’d open your eyes hoping to receive a smile from you as well.
Jun:
He’d feel really bad for waking you up. He’d roll over to you whispering sweet nothings into your ear hoping that it would make you feel better in a way due to the tiring week you just had. Even though Jun’s sweet voice would wake you up immediately, you’d keep your eyes closed preventing him from stopping his words.
Hoshi:
He’d try to wake you up with a kiss on the nose. You just looked so peacefully when sleeping and it would take him some time to even get over how adorable you looked.
Wonwoo:
He would probably stay in bed not even trying to wake you up. He’d watch your sleeping figure for hours as he knew that you hardly had any time to rest.
Woozi:
I think Woozi would hesitate the most. He knew how hard the week had been so far. Since it was Sunday he would let you sleep as long as you wanted to and would just lay next to you working on his mac.
DK:
He’d shake you softly trying to wake you up and you would whisper: “Sing something for me, pleaseee!” He’d start singing as he couldn’t resist your charms, especially not after the hard week you both had.
Mingyu:
I can definitely imagine him waking you up with breakfast in bed. He’d place the tablet on you night shelf and would shake you softly: “Baby, there’s breakfast for you.”
The8:
He’d be so cute waking you up but then immediately regretting it. “I’m sorry…I din’t meant to…I” You’d take his hand leading him back in bed.
Seungkwan:
He’d probably roll over to you after waking up giving you a big hug so there wouldn’t be any other opportunity for you but to wake up and give him a peck on the lips.
Vernon:
He’d would wake you up running his fingers up and down your body knowing that it was the best way for you to start the day. “I love you so much”, you’d whisper pulling him into a short morning kiss.
Dino:
“Gosh…Why do I have to wake her up…She just looks too gorgeous to be woken up!”, he’d think to himself pulling you onto his chest not wanting to wake you up at all.
