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GIRLS DON’T LIKE 𝜗ৎ a jo woochan series

⌗ SYNOPSIS ꒱ in which yu yn is apart of the co-ed idol group , AERITH , who are now celebrating their third year anniversary and have finally found success after those grueling years of hard work! but oh..? there’s a new co-ed group in town who seems to have the exact same layout as their group but had…immediate success? how unfair! as tension and competition arises, what shall yn do as a certain rapper catches her attention…? after all, girl’s don’t like a cocky opponent, or do they.

⌗ GENRE ꒱ battle of the bands!au , enemies to lovers , fluff , some angst

⌗ WARNINGS ꒱ THIS IS NOT A SMAU!! it is a fic series. both groups get kind of unbearable at some points, heavy competition, woochan is lowk cocky and an ass but its all in fun, their relationship is heavily based off that of jinu and rumi’s from KPDH

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INTROS ¿? AERITH , ALLDAY PROJECT

⋆˙Jo Woochan ABC'sᝰ.ᐟ

𖤐Note: first time writing in like two years so hopefully it's good, ALSO! Woochan is based off of trainee a Woochan, not all day project

𖤐Thanks too: anon, Woochan

𖤐CW: kissing : making out : mentions of kids : mentions of jealously :

𖤐Genre: boyfriend alphabet

09/20/25

A - affection (how affectionate are they)

Woochan although he tries to play it cool was extremely clingy, the kind of touches that make people in comment sections go crazy with the usual "omg that hand placement?!?!" I'm talking, hands on you're waist, in you're butt pocket on you're jeans, or through you're belt loops.

B - boyfriend points (cute things they do)

He likes to match outfits or jewelry with you or accessories anything really, even from small things like decorations in his room, or phone wallpapers he just likes to match and have a silent label of "I'm taken"

C - comfort (how comforting are they)

10000/10 on the comfort scale, definitely the best person to lean on for comfort, he can be extremely quiet or extremely talkative when you need him to be, he understands when you need space or when you need a hug or simple reassurance, even without you saying anything he just knows.

D - dreams (there future with you)

He wants atleast one kid, like in his late 20's with you, and a small house or apartment whatever you wanted, it doesn't want a loud future something simple whenever he's done idoling he can relax with. But he's definitely a girl dad, so he'd learn with you how to do hair so he can do his daughters hair when the time comes.

E - everlasting (how long will y'all last)

It depends, if Woochan liked you like genuinely then you'd last a life time, but if you're personalities clash over time he wouldn't be the type to sit and let toxicity bubble between you and him and he'd cut it off early.

F - friendship (how long were you two friends)

A good four years before he decided to make a move, he's liked you since he met you but he wasn't sure if it was worth going after or if you'd break his heart, so he played the waiting game.

G - games (couple games they play with you)

He loves couples TikTok trends, like way too much you're dm's are ALWAYS atleast 40 couples videos from him with the text "us?" "Can we?" "This is so cute you'd look so pretty doing this..." Subtle but not subtle at all.

H - hugs (how often do they crave hugs)

24/7 365, Woochan is TOUCHY when he's with you even in public although he doesn't do public kissing he will drape his entire frame over you.

I - I love yous (who was the first person to say I love you)

He was, he didn't mean for it to slip out it just kinda happened one day whenever you were trying to show him something on you're phone, he gave you the half lidded look you've never seen from him it slipped with a quiet whisper "...I love you..." Those three words changed you're entire view on everything.

J - jealousy (how jealous are they?)

Like a 5/10 on the jealously scale, hes quiet about it, he'll cling to you kiss you play with you're hair hold you're jaw so you focus on him and not whoever was making him jealous and whenever you two leave he'd shoot the other person a look that screamed "go get you're own partner".

K - kisses (kinds of kisses they give)

In public quick kisses you barely could even feel, but in private long meaningful kisses sometimes tongue if he felt like it but his kisses always left a huge mark you'd still feel them hours after although he couldn't go hours without kissing.

L - lazy days (lazy days with them)

I've said it before, I'll say it again Woochan has the best lazy cuddles known to man, like just imagine it you're tired he's tired from all his idoling, you're laying over top him with you're neck in the crook between his neck and shoulder eyes completely covered, his hands moving from you're butt to you're waist every 40 minutes.

M - mornings (mornings with them)

He'd order you two food, laugh and tease you while he fixes you're hair, wipe eye crust off you're eyes or fix you're pajamas, but he can't do it without hardcore teasing, like low-key name calling but in a nice way.

N - nicknames (nicknames for one another)

Woochan claimed he didn't like nicknames, but he does very much so specifically whenever you call him "channie" "woo" "baby" "bubba" and his for you "baby" "princess" "sweetie" he was soft with it, but nicknames are only for privacy well the soft ones in public he'd call you "babe".

O - opening up (how fast did they open up to you)

Like I said before it took him four years to ever confess, so give or take the same amount of time if not longer to allow you to fully see him.

P - PDA (public display of affection)

Only touches, he doesn't like hardcore PDA for him it's amount intimacy you couldn't have intimacy with some old lady who burnt her hair in her early 20's was side eyeing you could you? The answer is no, always no with Woochan, but he will hold onto you're belt loop or you're bag if you carry any.

Q - quality time (how they spend time with you)

He loves movie marathons, that neither of you pay attention too, he likes the idea of it but with Woochan it always either turns into falling asleep or a make out session no in-between.

R - romance (how romantic are they)

He's like...heart warming romantic, he'd make notes in his phone about all the things you've mentioned in passing, and put it into a date night for you, or he'd randomly buy things that remind him of you and just give it to you next time he seen you.

S - support (how supportive are they)

1000000/10 on the support scale, if you were apart of the LGTBQ+ community he'd buy you things surrounding whatever you were although he does draw the line at weird or out of the ordinary things. Like if you played games he'd constantly get you merch of those games or offer his card so you can buy whatever you want from the games.

T - thrill (how thrilled are they about you)

He cannot shut up about you, back when he was in trainee a, all the boys practically knew you're social security card and time of birth from how much he kept yapping about you.

U - understanding (how understanding are they)

He tries to be, but he is young and, sometimes it's hard to get him to understand something, but he's learning so be patient with each other, and meet in the middle.

V - value (how much they value you)

You're his entire world, nevermind value's he'd give up his favorite anything if it ment you got to live a healthy life.

W - wild card (random head cannon)

He loves brushing you're hair, or doing you're makeup even if he's terrible at it, it's just something he enjoys to do. Sometimes brushing you're hair turned into head massages then body massages, all you can think the entire time was you won the boyfriend lottery.

X - xylophone (your couple song)

Paper rings by taylor Swift, although he's not a Swifty the song reminds him of you.

Y - you (what they think of you)

He loves you beyond belief, like too much he's crazy about you in a healthy way, although sometimes you annoy him, he looks past it.

Z - zzz (naps with them)

This is similar to the lazy days with him, he loves to nap with you on top of him, or him on top of you, he likes the closeness of it, the intimacy Woochan is very big on intimacy.

A TINY REMINDER.

pairing: sub jo woochan × dom fem reader

content: bondage, oral (finger sucking), name calling (noona)

note: so sorry for the long wait!!! i hope my work fits your standards. 💔💔 thank you for dming me and providing the contents!! i’m like REALLY glad since i didn’t know where to start without it hehehh. i’m also sorry for the tags. idr know what the hell i gotta put in there so i js used random ones 😭shits kinda embarassing....

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the evening was lazy, cozy, and filled with warmth. you and woochan were in the living room, sat out on the floor whilst the television hummed faintly in the background. there were snack wrappers emptied out, resting on the glass table in front. there were also bottles of soda and bags of chips resting above.

the sound of flicking cards filled the room, replacing the silence between the both of you. your competitiveness was evident as you were too occupied trying to win over a game. you were both playing uno on a random night, which happened due to boredom possessing both of you guys’ bodies.

you had set a petty competition about who can win the game first. there was a catch though. the loser would get a punishment, may it be sexual, funny, or neither, it depends on who will succeed. of course, knowing how competitive you both were, the agreement was exchanged.

you sweat, thinking you were on the verge of losing. you didn’t see any good cards that’s in your possession left, giving you more anxiety.

it felt unfair to you.

you could peak that woochan was smiling as he stared at his cards, his pretty smile showing as he looked at his own.

you’re definitely screwed.

or

maybe not.

you didn’t notice that you still had a card squished between your thighs as you were sitting with your legs crossed. you forgot it since it was in the back of your mind. good thing you remembered that it was a good card that you had saved the best for last.

maybe you’ll get the last laugh.

as you grabbed the card in the space between your thighs, a smile couldn’t help but plaster on your face.

a wild draw four card.

jackpot.

you raised your card slammed it above the other pile of cards.

“what? you’re totally cheating at this game, noona..”

he states in disbelief, all with an annoyed face so obvious. mumbles left his lips as he drew four cards from the pile that was resting on the side. as he drew the cards, you could see that his thumb and index finger were extended on his other hand, aiming to likely pinch you. you noticed this easily and dodged just as he was about to grab your waist.

“just admit that you’re bad at this. you don’t have to blame me.”

“you’re annoyed, woo. just admit it~”

you bite back, both of your responses lingering in a singing voice just to get inside him even more. you could see that his eyebrows were furrowed. his figure was also tense, and just as you knew it, he lunged at you, but his attempt was sloppier than ever. you dodged his attempt to get you again, letting him stumble into the cushions beside you. his laughter along with yours filled the room, bright and loud.

“see? no chance against me.”

you said smuggly as you patted his head when he retracted from the sofa. he made a face at you, pale cheeks flushing into a shade of pink.

he didn’t reply. he only stared at you with those eyes.

the silence fell once more, deafening to the ears. it stretched on for almost an hour. there was no exchange of words. no humanly noises released by the mouth. just the sounds that the crispy cards were making.

it went on, almost feeling like an eternity, until it was broken.

“i would probably win if you weren’t being too intimidating..”

he mumbled under his breath. not loud or quiet, just enough for you to hear his words that had a string of annoyance.

okay, you didn’t know how to react to this. his words were a mix of anger and disappointment, confusing you even more. was he that competitive? or was he visibly just trying to get inside your mind?

you tilted your head, amusement shifting into something else.

“oh, i’m intimidating?”

he chuckled slyly. it wasn’t a joking chuckle, but a mocking one. his voice was also quieter now.

“yeah. you always try and be in control when we do shit.”

those words made you pause. your smile turned into a small, almost-frown like kind. it was a challenging one. it also changed along with your tone that shifted as you leaned closer, enough to face his ear.

“always in control, huh?” you said, lowly.

he gulped big as he was taken aback by your sudden seriousness. the air between you seemed to become suffocating, like oxygen being cut off.

his breath became shallow when your fingers touched and curled gently around his wrist. your other hand reached for the handcuffs that you have prepared on the side. it was the item that you were going to use as a punishment when he probably loses the game. guess you have to use it even if the game still wasn’t done.

as you slowly reached for the metal restraints on the glass table, you could hear his breathing become even heavier. once you extended your hand just enough to reach the cuffs, you could feel its coldness coming in contact with the warmth from your body.

“come here.”

“look. i’m s-sorry.. w-wait—”

he protested, but the words fell onto deaf ears as you cuffed his wrists, all before he knew it. the cold metal brushed against his wrists, and by now, his laughter have died, replaced with total silence. replaced with fear that only you could get out of him.

“not so tough now.”

you whispered in awe, grabbing his chin and tilting it up so you could get a good look at his face. you could see that his eyes were wide, mixed and caught between surprise and dread of what is to come.

“see? you never stood a chance against noona.” you said with torment in your voice.

“y-you’re just… a little stronger..”

he replied, followed along with a laugh. but his laugh sounded forced this time. it was a laugh that possessed agony. he then attempted to wiggle free, but the handcuffs refrained him as well as your grip on his chin.

you leaned in, your voice lowering.

“so you admit it? that i could do whatever i want with you?”

his breath hitched.

“don’t joke like that…”

“hey—wait,” he added.

“let me free— i didn’t agree to this! and- a-and you told me punishments were after the ga—”

you dismissed him, bringing your index finger to his lips to shush him. you were certain that his protest had no real strength behind it.

“you didn’t say no either.” you murmured, tightening your grip on his chin. you then lowered the index finger you had stuck out. he froze on the spot, caught between protesting or giving in.

you lowered his chin down as your gaze steadied.

“you’re trembling,” you whispered, brushing your fingers across his lips.

“but you’re not pulling away from noona, hm?”

he let out a shaky breath, a loud one. he tried to shake his head, but failed when you pressed your thumb forward on his lower lip to make entrance. his mouth immediately opened, a whine spilling out as you successfully slid both your middle and index finger past his lips.

“noona, s-stop…” he whispered weakly against you. you only chuckled in response. even if those words came out of his mouth, his reaction said otherwise. his tongue curled around your fingers, sucking obediently as his eyelashes fluttered closed.

“good boy.” you praised him. he suckled as if his life depended on it. his eyes were still closed, too focused on what he was currently doing.

“even when you fight it, your body knows exactly what it wants, right?” you said with a low, almost whispering voice. he didn’t answer, too busy sucking your fingers. you could feel the undeniable heat of his mouth. you pressed your fingers on his tongue, just enough to make him gag a little. this earned a laugh out of you.

“answer me.” you stated firmly again, and this time he responded. he finally acknowledged you, opening his eyes that were once closed, nodding his head quickly.

the television continuously hummed, going unnoticed. the air had shifted by now—there was no laughter, no protests, only the sound of ragged breaths and the squelching noises resulted from him feeding off of your digits.

“you like it when noona feeds you like this, hmm?” you asked once again. this time, you immediately got a response. he was quick to nod, leaning against your palm since your grip had already detached off of his chin. it instead shifted to cup his pale, soft, and smooth cheek.

“next time you don’t talk to me with an arrogant voice. got it?”

he flutters his long eyelashes, nodding slowly.

“y-yeshh, nw-noona..” he attempts to answer, voice muffled and incoherent due to his mouth being occupied.

you finally removed your fingers out of his mouth, wiping it on your thigh to remove the saliva. you also removed the handcuffs off of his wrists, letting him free.

“come here, honey.” you said quietly, opening your arms.

he hesitated just for a heartbeat, but gave in and scooted towards you. he quickly buried himself against your chest. his hands were now free, giving him the chance to clutch the back of your shirt as he hugged you, like he needed to do it to ground himself.

you wrapped your arms quickly too, without a second thought. you ran your hand through his hair, murmuring, “you did so well..” with now a tone warm instead of teasing.

“i got you. don’t pull shit like that again, understood?”

no words fell from his lips, but you felt him move against your chest, a sign that he nodded. he then hugged you closer, pushing his face even more. it felt as if he’d melt if he wasn’t in your grasp.

the television once hummed again, letting the night fall. the game didn’t continue, it instead became a sort of lesson for him about his attitude.

❀ · ᬊ reciprocation.

pairing : jo, woo-chan. — allday project.

synopsis : after years of friendship filled with happiness, conflicts, and countless reconciling towards each other— you finally acknowledge what you really felt towards your long-time childhood bestfriend, woochan.

content : fluff theme, cussing, confessions, friends to *** troupe, just pure cheesy stuff. :>

note : greetings to whoever is seeing this post ! this is my first attempt in writing sfw content, so feel free to give any feedback ! i haven’t seen any fics about this man on this app, so i knew i had to take matters into my own hands. T—T anyway, if you’d like to see my other contents (nsfw), please take a look here : @mailedlove :) so sorry if this was kind of long. 😭 i always get carried away when writing stuff. NOT PROOFREAD !

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the sun’s rays spilled through the window of your classroom, warmly glowing as if reaching straight towards you. you sat near the glass window, thus you can feel the slight heat piercing your body. outside the room, the hongik university rested in a chaos—like ambiance. the campus were full of students left and right, with laughter filling the air.

the sound of loud guitar strings hummed in your ears, making you jolt out of your sleeping position, as well as interrupting your nap. you just slept during lunch break since you didn’t feel like moving out of your seat or going to the cafeteria to eat. the food was slightly ass anyway, due to your preference being different than others. as you pry your eyes open, you can see a figure in front of you. menacing. an annoying one.

“heyyyy, snot headd ! why didn’t you go out during lunch break? i was waiting for you there, you know~ wake up~ let’s go to the libraryyy~”

the off-key singing voice that you heard was no other than your bestfriend, jo woochan. he was holding a guitar in his hands, strumming it harshly as if he’s trying to serenade you— no, rather trying to make your ears bleed. gosh, this boy again, you thought to yourself. he has been your friend since you were a kid and he hasn’t left your side ever since. from hardships to accomplishments in your life, he was always there for you, cheering and praising. you can vividly remember the most significant moment you both had when you were little.

you were a young girl, always isolated from others. being an outcast became your speciality which was due to your physical appearance and your mental being as well. you were introverted, skinny, and quiet— all of your traits that paved way into making you an easy target to get picked on. on the other hand, woochan was social, skinny, but bright. he had better chances with making friends due to his friendly demeanor.

you looked over to the clock placed on the wall above you, ticking and ticking. ten more minutes and then i can go home, you thought. it was almost the end of the class and you were just patiently waiting for the teacher to dismiss it. in such a young age, you were already aware that you were treated differently from others, leading you to isolate yourself even more rather than attempt to make allies.

ten minutes finally passed, making you get out of your seat quickly and run for the door. you hated going to school as much as you hated going home, but staying in your house was much better than having to suffer in a room with bullies anyway. as you walked towards the line of kids your age, your foot caught against another’s by mistake.

the sudden contact made you stumble forward and drop open the pencil case you were holding on your chest. your school supplies fell to the floor and you could only sigh before bending down and reaching for them. a boy then rushed ahead, slipping beside you.

“i’m s-so sorry! i was tryin’ to c-cut in line an’ i didn’t see you..”

the boy explained, also bending down to pick up the fallen items. you can hear the guilt in his voice, something that you didn’t hear in your bullies’ voice when they would apologize for accidentally spilling food all over you.

“it’s okay.” you reassured him. he sighed, thankful that you weren’t pissed off at him.

“what’s your name?” he asks, standing up as he was finally done helping you pick up every supply that had fallen.

“y/n. my name is y/n.”

“cool name! my name is woochan! jo woo-chan.” he replies back with enthusiasm in his voice while giving you a little smile. he probably didn’t bother acknowledging your existence in class so that is why he did not know your name. either way, that tiny incident became the start of your friendship with him. every now and then, due to his clumsiness, he would bump into on accident. it became a frequent occurrence and as time goes by, you just start to laugh it off.

and with the blink of an eye, you guys were in highschool— bestest of friends, inseparable, and closer than ever. one day, as you both were eating candied fruits while sitting on grass, he looked into your eyes and said, “i’m so lucky to have a friend like you. i promise to always be here for you and protect you, no matter what.”

“that was so random.” you joked, giving an uncertain but genuine smile at him. he jokingly salutes before sticking out his pinky finger and saying, “i’m not joking! look, here’s my pinky finger! hook it with yours so you know i’m serious.” you waved him off but gave in eventually since he wouldn’t push his finger out of your sight.

“fine.” you said as you stuck out yours.

“are you daydreaming again? hellooo?” he sets aside the guitar, pushing his face close to yours before waving his hand on your face. he was really pretty up close. sparkly eyes, plump lips, glass-like skin, and a pointed nose. before you get carried away, you brushed yourself out of your thoughts before responding, “nope, i’m not. what do you need?”

“library! let’s go to the library.”

“literally? you woke me up just to go there? can’t believe you’d disrupt my beauty sleep for that.” you placed your palm on your chest, acting as if your heart broke just then.

“yeah, now let’s go, pleasee.” he drags you out of your seat, pulling your arm harshly.

“fine, just so you can shut up. also, let go of my arm, dummy. it hurts.”

you were now at the library, sitting beside woochan as he read a book. it was a romance novel, featuring a slowburn concept. he was giggling and smiling as he read the pages silently with his eyes, fully immersed with the book. you, on the other hand, was bored. you were spinning a pen back and forth, clicking it, and even putting it on top of your cupid’s bow and acting as if you magically grew a moustache. you weren’t really occupied or doing anything, so you thought why not just take a glance at was he’s reading?

so you did. you were sitting beside him with his arm resting on your shoulder, making it easier for you to see the pages. as you scanned a page with your eyes, you can see a dialogue on the paper that read,

“i’ve liked you since the morning you ran into me.”

a faint smile plastered on your face, sweet. you continuously read the texts and dialogues everytime he turned it to another page. then another. as you read each page, you couldn’t brush off the line that you’ve come across with. it was stuck with you— and resonated with you. you couldn’t help but think “wish i also had the courage to do that. i like you, too.”

woochan stopped reading, closing the book gently before turning his head to face you.

“what do you mean? you like who?” you were dumbfounded. what was he saying?

“huh? what do you mean? i wasn’t saying anything.” you retorted, looking at him with a puzzled face.

“i’m pretty sure you did. you said you like someone, jackass. tell me about it.” well, shit.

you thought that you only blurted that inside your mind but you were mistaken— very mistaken ‘cause you actually said it out loud. well, good thing he has bad hearing and didn’t know who it was for.

“forget it. you’re probably a few screws loose in the head ‘cause i’m not even talking and stuff..” you mutter in a defensive tone. he raised an eyebrow at you before playfully rolling his eyes, all with a smile before going back to read the book. whatever.

tick. tick. tick.

the repetitive sound of the clock irritated you, making you scratch your ear in annoyance. the time magically went by fast and it’s been almost an hour now. you were still bored out of your mind with nothing to do. you’ve been poking his side, pulling tiny strands of his hair, just trying to find ways to annoy him. and after minutes of bothering him, you finally succeeded.

“fine, you win so stop! i’m gonna stop reading now, okay? let’s just go get food and eat at the park. it’ll be my treat so stop poking me for fucks sake.” he whispers in an annoyed voice. you were glad that you finally got to him. you quirked an eyebrow, smirking before turning around and smiling to yourself from your victory. 1-0.

“wait, i’ll just borrow this book. i have to sign papers and stuff so wait for a little.”

you nodded, collecting all of your things before standing up. he actually moved pretty fast so you didn’t have to wait for him. after he was done, you both headed towards the door and exited the library. you can finally breath air as it was suffocating, as if oxygen is being cut off from your lungs when you’re too close to woochan. you knew it wasn’t normal to feel things towards him, but it can’t be helped.

those feelings started months ago when he saved you from your abusive partner. it was night, and the sky was gloomy as you went to his house with a bruised up face. you usually didn’t go to his place late at night but you were far too defeated. you promised your ex-partner that you would never leave in any circumstances, but i guess promises do break.

as the door opened, woochan immediately saw you, rushed towards you and brought you inside. that was his last straw. he also made a promise not to interfere with your relationship since he respected the both of you, but he just couldn’t bear seeing you like that. all damaged, on the inside and the outside. that same night was also the time your ex-partner disappeared like magic. poof, gone. you never heard from him again ever since. safe to say, woochan took care of it.

the ambiance at the park was bright and radiated good energy. both of you were now sitting on a random bench, snacking on chips and licking on ice cream. it was simple but a blast. you were enjoying your ice cream cone as you stared off into nothing specific, but rather wander your eyes all over the place. there were people, with different stories, with different struggles. as you started to have a little monologue with yourself, he broke the silence and said something.

“hey, y/n. what you said back there.. who was it for? the thing that you mumbled..” he mutters in a low tone, almost a whisper. damn, you thought you had gotten away with that a while ago. anyway, aside from the obvious curiousity you heard in his voice, you could also hear an almost-obvious sadness into his words. you didn’t know what to say, honestly.

all possible outcomes rushed to your mind, circling around and confusing you. how would he react if you told him the truth? would he just laugh it off? look down at you? what if he just takes your words as a joke? or— or maybe, just maybe, he also feels the same way..? after mustering up the courage, you finally gave in and just said fuck it, you only live once so you might as well take the risk. everything will eventually be fine even if the outcome goes south or not.

“it was for you. i like you, woo.” the words that left your mouth almost felt like a dream to him, as well as for you. you never thought the day would come. the day where you finally let go of your worries and just— just speak with your heart. you wouldn’t even dare face him, embarrassment coming out already. he wasn’t helping either. he was silent as a mouse, not saying anything. i knew this was wrong, you thought. as you begin to stand up ready to leave, a sudden move caught you off guard.

he pulled your arm back to the seat, immediately cupping your face as soon as he caught a glimpse of your lips then kissed you. he kissed you. woochan, your bestfriend, kissed you. it was a sudden act, but it feels like he had been waiting for years to do it. the feeling of his plump lips pushed to yours felt like heaven. you tilted you head slightly, making sure not to break the contact. even with shock still in your body, you still managed to move. you held his waist, pulling him closer so you can deepen the contact even more. you then used your other hand to cup his face, using it as a lever to push yourself closer to his lips.

“i like you too, y/n. from the very beginning.” he confessed, pulling away then staring at you with love in his eyes.

“...i just didn’t have the chance to say it ‘cause my thoughts of not being good enough for you kept messing with my brain. even when we were kids.. i-i already loved you, i swear. i’m sorry, i just really was a coward..” he says, talking down on himself for not manning up and telling you how he felt. it didn’t matter anymore. you were just glad that he feels the same way about you. you could only look away from his gaze, smiling to yourself as you looked down on the park’s floor.

“k-kiss.. hey again, please. please, let’s kiss again. you don’t know how long i’ve been longing for yo—” he stutters, holding your hand shakily in an attempt to put it back on his cheek. you suddenly cut him off by removing his hand then kissing him again, just as he wanted. your hand was on his waist, firmly holding it as he puts his arm over your shoulder. it should be vice versa but he didn’t care as long as it’s you. the kiss was slow, passionate but you can still feel the eagerness in his movements.

ALLDAY PROJECT : WOOCHAN ✦ FAMOUS