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봉준호 감독님 정말정말정말 정말로 정말이지 정말 축하드립니다🎺📯 #우식씨눈물훔치는거잘봤어요 pic.twitter.com/yfzpAbw6iQ

Director Bong Joon-ho, congratulations so so so very very much🎺📯 #WoosikssiIClearlySawYouWipingAwayYourTears

(T/N: Actor Choi Woosik, who is a good friend of V's, is part of the cast of the film 'Parasite', which won 4 Oscars today.)

“Where wonsik loves using y/n's body and y/n loves him.”

pairing: kim wonsik x reader word count: 1.1k genre: angst, light smut, swearing a/n: if you don't like this kinds of scenarios, please don't read.

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You heard your phone ringing from the other side of the room, you paused the boring movie that you were watching, just to kill some time, and ran to get your phone. Finally getting it, you looked at the name written on the bright screen. “Ravi”.

            Goosebumps ran down your arm before answering his call. He probably just wanting you to come over waste some time with him, which you, honestly, didn’t thought it was a bad idea.

            “Yes?”

         “Come over” as you suspected

            “For what? You feel distant, what’s wrong?”

         “Listen, I’m just bored and I just found out somethings that I wanted to try with you. So, can you please come over?” by that time, his voice already looked like he was getting pissed off.

            “There was no escape, I guess”

         “Door’s open”

            You ended the call, already picking up your jacket to rush into his house, the sky was cloudy today, it was your favourite kind of weather and you we’re enjoying even more, specifically because you we’re going to see him.

            You too had a kind of complicated relationship, but at the same time, you didn’t. It was always like this, he would call you one afternoon, you would talk, would laugh, would fuck, would eat and then say goodbye to each other. It was this simple, except that he loved your body; you loved him. You never told him, of course; to him, you were just a toy, with a hot body, who could pleasure him the way he liked to. Although, for you, he meant so much more.

            You arrived at his house coming in already taking of your shoes, you weren’t a new guest here. You knew his apartment’s door password, where he kept his key, where he kept the alcohol bottes and, obviously, the condoms. He wasn’t surprised that you just came in either, both got used to it by the time.  He was sitting on the couch with his legs separated from each other, scrolling through the channels on his television, don’t even bothering to look at the door, knowing it was you.

            “So…” you started, leaning your chest forward to the couch, getting closer to his ear “… I’m here now. Can you tell me what you have planned?”

            Still not looking at you, he lightly tapped his right thigh, indicating for you to seat there and you, clearly, obeyed. Putting your head on his right shoulder, you looked up at him, still waiting a question from him or for him to just look at you and, from the quietness of the house, you were sure you both were alone.

            “I just wanted some company, is that a sin now?”  he said, looking down at you with a frown, but quickly replacing it with a cocky smirk, putting his hand on your thigh. “and besides, I got a little horny, so you know what that means” he whispers in your ear, kissing behind your ear, leaning down to kiss your neck while the hand that was resting on your thigh, was now on its way to your butt cheeks

            “Actually, no.” you teased with your eyes closed and a cynic smirk “What does that mean?”

            “It means…” he began pulling away from your neck to look at you in your eyes, that were now wide open “…that daddy needs his little slut. Right. Now”

            As you woke up, you realized it was almost dawn, but as you turned your body to the other side of the bed, you realized that it was empty. Looking around the room while sitting up, you heard the shower running and calm down. Taking the opportunity, you got up and started putting your clothes back on and sitting again on the comfy bed that you were laying seconds ago.

            You pick your phone, to check if anyone send you any messages, as you heard the shower go off. You looked at the door only to see Ravi wearing socks and social pants, which you found weird, “he never wears that”

            “Going somewhere?” you asked, but getting ignored “Hello? I’m talking to you Mr. Social Pants.”

         “The fuck do you want y/n?” he answered rudely, which you couldn’t but getting a little hurt, you cared too much and all the time and, honestly, you hated that

            “Hey, slow down… I’m just asking where are you going?” he sigh and got his phone to check the time, turning his face afterwards at you

         “Why do you care where I’m going or not? You’re not my mom and definitely not my girlfriend” you were speechless, he never has talked to you like that before and you weren’t having it

            “Fine, ok, you won. You’re right, I’m not your goddamn mother and especially not your fucking girlfriend. I was just asking where you are going and if you can’t even answer this fucking ass question, then fine, but I’m leaving” you were already getting up and putting your phone on your pockets without looking at him. As you were reaching the door, his hand grabbed your arm, pulling you close and making you look up a him

         “For fuck’s sake, can’t you stop fucking complaining? You came to my house, I fucked you the way you wanted like the whore that you are, you slept in my bed and you just keep trying to be my fucking girlfriend. Can’t you just not give a shit about what I do or not?” You could see the flame inside his eyes and the anger in his voice, but that you done was given a sarcastic laugh.

            “Who ever said I give a shit about you? I don’t give a fuck about what you do and don’t do Ravi. You never gave one fuck about me; then why should I give. I know I’m just a play date to you, but I had enough of this mess. Good night and enjoy your little pathetic night” You pulled your arm back and ran out of his house.

            As you entered your house, you couldn’t hold back the tears anymore; it was hurting you, it was hurting you bad. You could feel every single part of your heart shattering into little pieces, it almost burned. That was it, it was time to officially end it. So pick up your phone from your back pocket and dialled his number, it didn’t long for him to pick up

         “Don’t you get fucking tired of me y-“

            “I think it’s time to tell you the truth” you interrupted him “I lied. I give a fuck about you every day, but I’m tired of it. I’m ending this, not for now, not for tomorrow, it’s forever. I can’t keep doing this, I hope you understand”

         “Fuck Y/n, wait, don’t hang-“

            “Goodbye Ravi”

            And with that you ended your call and the last bit of your heart that was left.

Part 2

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“Where wonsik loves using y/n’s body and y/n loves him.”

pairing: kim wonsik x reader word count: 0.7k genre: fluff a/n: for the anon who requested it, hope it’s what you wanted :)

this is a part two, if you wanted to read the part one here it is: play date

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               It has been over two weeks after you told Ravi about how you truly felt, and you couldn’t feel even worse then you already felt. You couldn’t eat, you couldn’t sleep well, you couldn’t concentrate… You basically could do nothing, expect crying your heart out.

           It hurt you, as if it was eating you alive. Even though it was your decision to end things, you couldn’t deny that you missed him, badly. You missed his skin, his smell, his smile, his voice. You wanted him back, you needed him back, but it was too late.

           It was a rainy day, one of your favourites, you loved the smell of rain and the sound of it. It has always calmed you down, but right now, it made you feel even more depressed. You remembered your first rainy day with Ravi.

           You were sitting with him in bed, talking and making out, when you heard little raindrops tapping on the window. Suddenly, your attention was now totally directed to the tapping on the glass beside the bed. You turned your body and approached a little more to the window, bringing the boy’s blanket as well, and you just stayed there, admiring the crying sky. You looked over your shoulder, searching for the tall boy, only to find him with the most admiring face while looking at you. You gave him a gently smile and asked him to join you, which he went quickly, sitting behind you, but with his arms around your waste, keeping you close, and his face buried on your neck, giving little packs now and then.

           At that time, you felt loved, but now you felt devastated. The pain on your chest increased, your tears fell so quickly, you couldn’t even see anything. You head hurt, your eyes burned, and the pain only became tougher and tougher at every minute.

           Then, you heard a knock on you down, must be the pizza you ordered a few minutes ago, so you got up and went to open it, only to find another surprise; he was there, at your door, holding a bouquet of roses, with his clothes drowned by the rain.

           “What are you doing here?” you could feel the tears coming up to your eyes, but you shut your eyes, before them came out, and turned your head to the side, trying to hide your crying face.

        “You told me the truth, didn’t you?” he waited a bit and then sigh “Now, it’s my turn” he entered your house, putting the bouquet down, grabbing your chin with his free hand to make you look up at him

           “W-what are you doing?” he was so close, you could feel his breath you on your face and his eyes staring so deep into yours that you almost got lost

        “I didn’t want to hurt you, I was confused, you made me feel that way, so I just throw it all on you. I’m so sorry, I missed you so much… These last two weeks were such a living hell, without seeing your face, hearing your voice, feeling your heat and knowing that I was the reason why that was over, it was killing me. Seeing your crying face right now and knowing it’s because of what I caused to you, it almost burns.” You could feel the tears begging to fall from your eyes, you wouldn’t last any longer

           “Ravi, I-“

           “I give so many fucks about you. Every day and at every hour, you are the first thing that comes to my mind when I wake up, and the last before I sleep. I need you back, I’m begging you to, please, come back to me” you felt tears fall to your face, but they weren’t yours. This time, he was the one who was crying, almost sobbing

        “Ravi…” you brushed your thumb against his cheek to clean the falling tears that stained his face, which he to advantage and put his hand over yours, holding it tight

           “Please…”

           You couldn’t say no. A smile grown onto your face as the tears kept flowing on the both of your eyes; he knew the answer, you didn’t even need to say it, he just went straight for a kiss, the most passionate kiss he has ever given to you. You slowly felt the pain disappear, being replaced by butterflies flying around your stomach and, you knew, you were no longer just a play date.

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