member: yoon jeonghan genre: fluff, bullet points, established relationship word count: 668 summary: jeonghan’s boyfriend things <3 warnings:none! author’snote: i totally forgot to write this oops but heeeey it’s done and it’s jeonghan’s turn! school has been a lot so i’m sorry that I haven’t been posting as much </3 I’m trying to write more in my free time so we’ll see :O
member: wonwoo x gn!reader genre: fluff, bullet points :3 word count: 876 summary: wonu’s gamer bf era warnings: none !! just know that i am in love with jeon wonwoo. (me saying things like that is what makes it hard to see i’m a junhui ult on this blog) author’s note: happy wonwoo day !!!!! summer is about half way over :( but I hope this wonu boyfriend au will make you feel better <3
• your friends or even people you casually know see mingyu as a scary person. when he’s out with you and your friends, he looks so intimidating to everyone it’s overwhelming sometimes.
• although they think that of mingyu, only you know your boyfriend’s real behaviour; at least around you.
• mingyu acts like a baby stuck in an adult’s body when he’s with you. like when you‘re chilling normally and peacefully, and he comes from the other side of the room just to hug you and hide is face in the crook of your neck, almost demanding love and care from you. if you don’t give him kisses and cuddle him, he’ll get very pouty!
• mingyu cherishes the littlest and most simple moments you have. like when he has his head in your lap and your hands are playing with his hair, he totally melts under your touch and nestles himself even more in you.
• this boy is more in love with you than anyone else could ever be. the way he looks at you with sparkling eyes and a lovely smile is never ignored by you or someone who notices it. mingyu just loves the sight of you and your gorgeous features, he could look at you all day.
• if you’re out and doesn’t answer his calls, boy will get WORRIED. he’ll start messaging you like crazy asking where are you at and why aren’t you answering his calls, and if you don’t answer then he’ll start going insane. he’ll call his members, saying that you don’t answer his calls and is nowhere to be seen for about 7 hours, and bros would be like ?? dude they’re just around the city partying with their friends, calm tf down?? poor mingoo, he’s just worried :(
• he likes to see you interacting with his members, it warms his heart a lot <3 but if you don’t defend him in a game, he’ll get mad and pouty. he’d ask “baby why did you defend hoshi but you didn’t defend ME????” and you’d be like “mingyu you literally cheated”
• waking up next to mingyu in the morning is your favorite moment of the day. his head is laying in your chest while his arms are hugging your waist tightly, (change my mind about little spoon mingyu) his heavy breath hitting your skin. you smile with the vision of that huge man all glued to your body and curled up in the sheets, giggling to yourself because of the duality your boyfriend has.
• whenever he sees some cute or funny video, he immediately shares it with you. you two laugh together and mingyu’s heart races with the soft sound of your laugh, he’s just so in love with you and he’s totally aware of it :(( he shows you these videos just to hear your hearty laugh <3
• mingyu can be jealous sometimes, and he’s very clear with it; boy tries to hide it, but it ends up he can’t. if someone DARES!!! to mess with his baby, he’ll get mad MAD. you’d ask him what is wrong because of his expression, and he’ll be like “nothing, y/n. nothing.” and then you notice right away he’s just jealous. how to make him relax? kiss him :)
• when you show up in svt’s set to see and support the members, mingyu is just so happy :(( the way he runs to give you a hug and kiss your face, he can’t stop smiling because his partner is so supportive and sweet!!! “y'all, they came to see me!” mingyu says happily, making you melt of how adorable he could be sometimes. when they’re back to shooting, mingyu tries to look cool just to impress you — and it turns out he really impresses you :)
• conclusion? gyu loves you so much sometimes it overflows! <3
A/N - I was in my wonwoo feels so I wrote this… I hope you enjoy!!
You weren’t really one for gambling, but you’d buy 100 lottery tickets if you thought it would give you even the slightest chance to quit your job.
Honestly, you were considering it for a moment or two. It seemed like such a good idea at that moment in time, but you somehow managed to pull yourself away, happy in the knowledge that you wouldn’t have spent a bunch of money that you’d never get back. Besides, you needed that money to live on and you were much too proud to ask anyone else for a loan if you didn’t win.
With a sigh, you walked past the convenience store and carried on your walk home. You’d just had a hard day, you told yourself, that’s all it was. You just needed to take a deep breath and get over it. Work was sure to be better in the morning…
Not even you believed that much of a lie.
Your house was almost silent when you got home, the only sign of life being the rapid clicking on your boyfriend’s gaming mouse coming from his home office, which was more of a gaming room than anything. The door was swung wide open, the blue of his LED lights leaking out into the hallway. It was inviting, but you’d hate to ruin Wonwoo’s fun with your miserable mood.
You took your coat off, hanging it up on one of the hooks by the door, before slipping your shoes off and kicking them in the vague direction of the shoe rack. Tidying was an issue for later, for now, all you wanted was to get into your warm bed and tuck yourself away for the remainder of the evening.
Your foot touched the first step and then…
“Babe, is that you?” A deep voice sounded through the apartment halting your steps.
“Hi, Wonwoo,” you responded, making no effort to go to him. Surely he’d understand that you were tired, right?
“Were you not going to come and say hello?”
With a sigh, you retreated your foot from the step and began walking down the corridor to the room where Wonwoo was.
“Sorry, Wonu,” you grumbled as you turned the corner, your tired eyes landing on his pretty face. His bright eyes twinkled behind his glasses as they met yours, and you noticed the corners of his mouth tip up in a smile. “I’m just tired.”
“Were you going to bed, then?” He asked.
You nodded.
“It’s been a rough day,” was all you said in return.
Wonwoo didn’t need you to say anything else before he was beckoning you towards him. You complied, your tired feet guiding you to where he sat on his gaming chair. Warm hands made their way to your hips and before you knew it, you were being dragged onto your boyfriend’s warm lap to straddle him. He let out a hum as you let yourself go limp in his grasp.
“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked, voice gentle as he pressed a quick kiss to your cheek.
“Later,” you replied, enjoying the feeling of your boyfriend’s warm torso pressed against your own. You let your arms snake around his neck in a tight hug which Wonwoo responded to with an airy chuckle.
“Just want me close, huh?” You nodded, “I can do that.”
And he did. He held onto you with a tight grip as if you were going to get up and leave if he didn’t. One hand sat on your lower back, holding your body close to his, whilst the other sat at the back of your head. It was leant upon his shoulder, your face pressed into his neck. Not once did he make the move to go back to his game, or check his phone. He was completely fine as he was; with you in his lap, eyes getting heavier with every second that passed.
If you wanted to sleep, Wonwoo would let you. He was more than happy to keep you safe and sound in his arms as you slipped away from reality, the stress of the day melting away from you. When the time came, he’d carry you up to bed and change you out of your work clothes. He’d tuck you in before getting himself ready and slipping in beside you, just so he could continue to hold you close.
He smiled at the thought of getting to take care of you, it was why he’d asked you to move in, after all. It was a mystery how he’d survived so long without seeing your face every day as you came home from work. Without holding you close like he was right then, or cooking together on the nights you weren’t working late. It just felt so natural, like that’s the way it should’ve been.
Like you were always meant to be there, slipping away into a dreamland on his lap.
With one final flutter of your lashes against his neck, your breathing finally evened out. You became a dead weight on his lap, but he didn’t mind. It was comforting to have your body pressing up against his like a warm blanket on a winter’s day. So he closed his eyes and relished the feeling, hoping that it would never end and the two of you could stay in that moment forever.
He knew that eventually, he would have to take the two of you up to bed, but for now, he just wanted to enjoy what he had. You, the love of his life, sleeping in his lap.
If this was what the present with you was like, God, Wonwoo couldn’t wait to see the future…
„m’cold,” mingyu nuzzled his head further into your chest, his short hair tickling your neck. you smiled down at your boyfriend, running your sweater paws over his broad back, trying to warm him up a little.
“baby, you’re a human heater, you cannot possibly be cold,” you giggled at his furrowed brows, and a clearly offended expression. he lifted his head, a pout on his lips, and just like that - you knew he’d get sulky.
“you’re literally taking all of my body heat, that’s why i’m cold,” he whined, squeezing your waist teasingly.
“maybe if you didn’t insist on using my boobs as a pillow-,” “oh shut up,” mingyu murmured, placing his head back on your chest, one of his hands staying at your waist, and curling the other under his chin, looking as adorable as ever.
“you know you can wear a hoodie, right? or cover yourself with a blanket,” you said, running your fingers through his short strands. “you stole my hoodies, i can’t wear them.”
even after being together for so long, you’d never stop getting butterflies in your tummy because of your precious puppy of a man. and as much as you loved seeing him on stage, and sharing intimate nights, you loved domestic moments such as this the most.
“i’m wearing one of your hoodies, gyu. you have tons of others,” he huffed at your words, clearly not agreeing with you. “but i want the one you’re wearing.”
you laughed at his silliness, trying to reach for the bottom of the hoodie. “what are you doing?”
“trying to get this off so you can wear it.” “no no no, keep it on baby. i can’t let you get cold.”
you rested your head back on the pillow, your hands finding their way back to his back, and shoulders. “gyu?” “mhm,” he murmured, his voice getting drowsy. “were you really cold?”
after a moment of silence, you felt a gentle peck on your jaw. “no, i just wanted you to hug me tighter.”
nothing calms you down like mingyu’s big arms wrapped around you, the warmth of his chest against your cheek is so grounding.. makes you feel so safe
gyu is just so sweet.. so affectionate and intentional with his actions. his hands smooth your hair away from your face and rub up and down your back. he stays up with you until you can fall asleep, whispering words of love and support between soft kisses to your forehead, “my sweet girl.. im here, baby”
he encourages you when he knows you need an extra push, carrying you out of bed and sitting you beside the washroom sink so he can brush your hair, pressing kisses to your lips and puffy eyes. he takes you on a walk to your favourite cafe where he sits with you for hours, happy to see you eat something
at night he strips you of your clothes and lays you in his bed, his big warm hands roaming and gently massaging your hips and thighs.. not in the pursuit of sex but just because he wants to feel you, wants you to get relaxed and sleepy from his touch, “you’re so beautiful.. you have no idea”
A/N - I was in my wonwoo feels so I wrote this… I hope you enjoy!!
You weren’t really one for gambling, but you’d buy 100 lottery tickets if you thought it would give you even the slightest chance to quit your job.
Honestly, you were considering it for a moment or two. It seemed like such a good idea at that moment in time, but you somehow managed to pull yourself away, happy in the knowledge that you wouldn’t have spent a bunch of money that you’d never get back. Besides, you needed that money to live on and you were much too proud to ask anyone else for a loan if you didn’t win.
With a sigh, you walked past the convenience store and carried on your walk home. You’d just had a hard day, you told yourself, that’s all it was. You just needed to take a deep breath and get over it. Work was sure to be better in the morning…
Not even you believed that much of a lie.
Your house was almost silent when you got home, the only sign of life being the rapid clicking on your boyfriend’s gaming mouse coming from his home office, which was more of a gaming room than anything. The door was swung wide open, the blue of his LED lights leaking out into the hallway. It was inviting, but you’d hate to ruin Wonwoo’s fun with your miserable mood.
You took your coat off, hanging it up on one of the hooks by the door, before slipping your shoes off and kicking them in the vague direction of the shoe rack. Tidying was an issue for later, for now, all you wanted was to get into your warm bed and tuck yourself away for the remainder of the evening.
Your foot touched the first step and then…
“Babe, is that you?” A deep voice sounded through the apartment halting your steps.
“Hi, Wonwoo,” you responded, making no effort to go to him. Surely he’d understand that you were tired, right?
“Were you not going to come and say hello?”
With a sigh, you retreated your foot from the step and began walking down the corridor to the room where Wonwoo was.
“Sorry, Wonu,” you grumbled as you turned the corner, your tired eyes landing on his pretty face. His bright eyes twinkled behind his glasses as they met yours, and you noticed the corners of his mouth tip up in a smile. “I’m just tired.”
“Were you going to bed, then?” He asked.
You nodded.
“It’s been a rough day,” was all you said in return.
Wonwoo didn’t need you to say anything else before he was beckoning you towards him. You complied, your tired feet guiding you to where he sat on his gaming chair. Warm hands made their way to your hips and before you knew it, you were being dragged onto your boyfriend’s warm lap to straddle him. He let out a hum as you let yourself go limp in his grasp.
“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked, voice gentle as he pressed a quick kiss to your cheek.
“Later,” you replied, enjoying the feeling of your boyfriend’s warm torso pressed against your own. You let your arms snake around his neck in a tight hug which Wonwoo responded to with an airy chuckle.
“Just want me close, huh?” You nodded, “I can do that.”
And he did. He held onto you with a tight grip as if you were going to get up and leave if he didn’t. One hand sat on your lower back, holding your body close to his, whilst the other sat at the back of your head. It was leant upon his shoulder, your face pressed into his neck. Not once did he make the move to go back to his game, or check his phone. He was completely fine as he was; with you in his lap, eyes getting heavier with every second that passed.
If you wanted to sleep, Wonwoo would let you. He was more than happy to keep you safe and sound in his arms as you slipped away from reality, the stress of the day melting away from you. When the time came, he’d carry you up to bed and change you out of your work clothes. He’d tuck you in before getting himself ready and slipping in beside you, just so he could continue to hold you close.
He smiled at the thought of getting to take care of you, it was why he’d asked you to move in, after all. It was a mystery how he’d survived so long without seeing your face every day as you came home from work. Without holding you close like he was right then, or cooking together on the nights you weren’t working late. It just felt so natural, like that’s the way it should’ve been.
Like you were always meant to be there, slipping away into a dreamland on his lap.
With one final flutter of your lashes against his neck, your breathing finally evened out. You became a dead weight on his lap, but he didn’t mind. It was comforting to have your body pressing up against his like a warm blanket on a winter’s day. So he closed his eyes and relished the feeling, hoping that it would never end and the two of you could stay in that moment forever.
He knew that eventually, he would have to take the two of you up to bed, but for now, he just wanted to enjoy what he had. You, the love of his life, sleeping in his lap.
If this was what the present with you was like, God, Wonwoo couldn’t wait to see the future…
would internally scream over how cute you were, just casually settling your head in his lap. he’d most probably caress your cheeks with his fingertips or repeatedly lean down to kiss your forehead, because he just wouldn’t be able to handle your cuteness (even though you just literally laid your head on his lap, it couldn’t be that cute, right?). he would act very nonchalant and try to brush it off, but oh man, the butterflies in his stomach would make him go crazy:
➼ jun, woozi, wonwoo, minghao, vernon
this one wouldn’t try to hide his excitement, he’d just tell you straight forward that you’re the most adorable thing, and that now he wouldn’t let go of you for the rest of the evening. he’d pull a blanket over you, tucking you in properly, because he can’t let his baby get cold (even though you’d be melting from his body heat alone). he’d run his fingers through your hair, and hold your hand for the whole time, not letting you go for even a second:
➼ seungcheol, dk, mingyu, dino
he’d just smile, and try to tease you, but the second you give them the “it’s really not amusing” look, he’d shut up, and pull you closer to his body. he’d repeatedly ask you if you were comfortable, and that he could hold you in a another way if you wanted. he’d look down at you with the biggest heart eyes, not that you could see that though, but he really looked like a love sick puppy, having you like this close to him:
“wait,” he said stopping you in your tracks, before quickly walking over to your shared closet. he reappeared a second later, carrying one of his fluffiest oversized hoodies you always stole from him. “it’s cold,” he murmured with a pout, pulling it over your head, acting as if he wasn’t the one who always got cold.
wonwoo’s eyes were still hazy from sleep, making him even more adorable than he already was. while looking into them, you couldn’t ignore the softness they carried, mirroring the delicate hands that tucked the hoodie around your body - making sure you wouldn’t get cold.
and even if you did, wonwoo would be right there to pull you close to him, his arms holding you tightly.
“now we can go,” he said, grabbing your hand after he made sure you’d stay warm, dragging you gently in the direction of your kitchen. “stay close to me so you don’t bump into anything.”
you weren’t sure if it was the late hour, or the fact that you haven’t seen each other for a while, but you couldn’t remember the last time that wonwoo had been so protective over you. sure, he usually was, not in a possessive way of course, but this soft domestic protection made you so incredibly soft, and you couldn’t help but squeeze his hand a bit tighter.
reaching the kitchen, you immediately went for the top shelf where you kept the plates, but before you could even raise your hand, wonwoo grabbed your arm, spinning you around, so that you were facing him.
“you know i can do things myself, right?” you smiled at him, caressing the side of his waist with your sweater paws. “of course i do, darling,” he said, like that was the most obvious thing in the world. instead of letting you get the plates yourself, he picked you up, and placed you at the kitchen counter.
“don’t you think this is a bit too cliche?” you laughed, spreading your legs, so wonwoo could comfortably stand between them. “no,” he whispered, leaning his forehead onto yours, and placing his cold hands on your thighs. “not tonight.”
for a second, you got so caught up in the moment, you forgot why you actually got up in the middle of the night for.
“wonwoo, baby,” you said quietly, not to startle him. “mmm?” caressing the back of his head, you pressed a soft peck on his cheek. “you know what we came here for right? the quicker we find something to eat, the quicker we’ll get back to bed.”
“but i’m the small spoon tonight,” he murmured, his forehead still leaning on yours. “of course you are.”
i just had to use these photos as icons, because once again, wonwoo made me simp for him per usual
thank you for requesting! i’ve nearly finished the maknae line version that i’m guessing you requested as well. i’ll hopefully get that posted within the next week!
a/n. jet lag was jet lagging yesterday and i forgot to post it so here you go!!
warnings. mentions of being in an airplane??
[ 9:36pm ] opening your eyes slowly, the first thing you saw was the oscar-winning movie you had been watching.
snuggling closer to mingyu, who already had wrapped an arm around you, you closed your eyes again in attempt to reassume sleeping.
mingyu let out a chuckle, causing your head resting on his chest to move a bit. you peeked an eye open and stole a glance at what was he watching. an animated movie?
“oh, sorry. did i wake you up? m’sorry” he mumbled, pressing a kiss onto your temple.
“what are you watching?” you asked, lazily shifting on his chest. your flight was quite long and you decided to use the opportunity of having a small screen with some movies on it but you fell asleep.
“the super mario bros movie” mingyu grinned and placed one of his earphones in your ear. then, mingyu started drawing shapes on your hip while explaining the lore “see, the big dinosaur-crocodile looking thing is bowser. he’s after mario because–“
you listened to your fiancé’s explanation, the hum of the aircraft you were in pleasantly adding to the background of jack black bowser singing about peaches.
as requested, a fluff version of: can i ask a request of wonwoo coming home from the huxley event and y/n is speechless
“it’s literally so unfair.”
“what?” wonwoo asked, frozen at the doorstep of your apartment.
he was so adorably confused by your sudden statement, you couldn’t help but giggle at his worried expression. wonwoo was certain that something bad had happened, and he looked like was ready to drop all of his things just to comfort you.
“it’s unfair that you’re so handsome.”
he starred at you for a few seconds, blinking in utter confusion, as your words finally started to sink in.
“you have to be joking, i thought something bad had happened,” he spoke in disbelief, sliding his glasses further up his nose, something he did whenever he was anxious or irritated.
shaking his head, he unbuttoned the top of his shirt, sighing - whether it was of annoyance or relief. you loved pushing your boyfriend’s buttons, it always made him so adorably frustrated.
“i’m just wearing a simple white shirt,” wonwoo slowly approached your lying figure on the couch, and slumped his body on top of yours, nuzzling his head into your neck. a second later, you felt a feather-like touch of his lips over your neck, but instead of placing a kiss there, he looked up at you with big sparkling eyes. “there is nothing to freak out about, baby.”
“you’re such a dummy sometimes,” you smiled, running your head through his slightly curly hair. “you’re the most gorgeous human being to me,” you giggled at his skeptical look. wonwoo was certainly not convinced by your words.
“stop being so sappy. i will never wear a shirt like that even again if you’re going to act like this, baby” he said, placing his head back on your chest, a quiet “hmph” leaving his lips.
“okay, if you don’t believe me look here,” you grabbed your phone from the table, opening your camera roll where you saved at least thirty photos of your boyfriend from today’s event.
“w-why do you have so many pictures of me saved in your gallery?” he looked at your phone as if the photos of him were the weirdest thing he’d ever seen. “you literally have me in real life, you don’t need to have that many photos.”
“don’t act like you don’t have whole photoshoots of me on your phone, jeon wonwoo.”
“that’s for artistic purposes.”
“yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night. now, be quiet, and let me explain why this outfit is so culturally significant.”
