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I love this so fucking much-

And JEON WONWOO I AM A SLUT FOR YOU☺💅🏻 say less 💅🏻

Jeon Wonwoo : zip it, strip it

w.c : 2.2 k ┊ synopsis : Wonwoo can't stand his roommate's progressively slutty online shipped clothes anymore┊ content warning : smut , friends to lovers, slight degradation (/slutshaming?) kink, unprotected sex (wrap the willy guys) , Lazada shopping , big dick wonu agenda , reader has slight size kink , oral + fingering (f rec)

a/n : mdni !! not completely beta read and still a little sloppy (the smut part) 😭

Wonwoo knows he is losing his mind. And it was solely and entirely because of you.

You, his roommate, best friend, and for quite a while now, his one-sided love.

Wonwoo wasn't exactly the most extroverted person. So the way you two became friends was only because you had once stumbled whole ten minutes late to the lecture in your first year college days once, and sat beside him for it was the only empty seat. And somehow you had engaged him in a conversation. And then somehow you had started sitting beside him everyday for the next four years. And then somehow you had just embedded yourself in his life (and heart) like that.

The reason you two decided to get one apartment together was because how much money you could save from rent and groceries with that. And it be fun. Of course it was your idea and your words. But Wonwoo was a sucker in love and he'd blindly agreed for it.

It was a little awkward at first. You always tried to keep your stuff to yourself and not make a mess of the whole house and not indulge too much in Wonwoo's personal space, knowing he was the one who loved to keep to himself.

But the initial formalities wore off eventually. It started with forgetting a half empty coffee mug on the coffee table, no coaster. And then leaving your books on the couch, promising to pick up later to never really doing it. And then mixing your clothes with Wonwoo's in the laundry basket.

But Wonwoo didn't mind any of it.

All of it was just so ... Domestic.

It almost felt like he was married to you. And as much as he tried to stop himself from indulging too much in that thought, it always creeped back up in his mind everytime you fell asleep on his shoulder after your routines sunday movie nights.

His ears grew red everytime he thought of it - you as his wife, in your little home.

And that's the whole problem. You kept making him have fantasies about things he knew he could never have. But he just couldn’t stop.

His patience had really only been tested since very recently. You had recently come across Lazada - the wondrous online shopping platform for cheap and the poor people. “Look the prices are so less, wonu-ya! For a dress that cute!” you’d exclaimed that day, bouncing as you showed him the phone with the lazada tab opened,a cute pink floral summer dress on display. “And the first order has free shipping!”

A few dresses had arrived and wonwoo saw you try out the new clothes one after the other, most of them perfectly fitting your figure. He loved seeing you smile like that, happy over getting good quality clothes at a lower price.

The real problem arose now.

The summer was getting only hotter. And Lazada was on your head like a fever. And you kept ordering increasingly more and more revealing clothes now.

Wonwoo told himself he didn't mind. You were not his something. You were not together. He shouldn’t be deciding what you wear.

But he also felt his jaw tighten everytime he saw you in a new and a more revealing dress ordered online. Saw you twirl on your toes as your little summer skirt flared, showing the sight of your safety shorts inside. Saw you wear a tight thigh-length shiny party dress when you went clubbing with your friends. Saw you sit on the couch with all of your friends in short denim shorts, riding up and up as you sat in all inappropriate positions.

He’s been trying to hold his thoughts a lot, he really is. But he has got a little bit of a limit too, and he really just wants nothing more than to put his teeth on your thighs and your neck and mark them up red and blue. You really don’t know how much power you were holding onto him.

But thats not even all of it.

Since it was summer, you had decided to roam around the house in little satin negligees. Fucking negligees.

The first time you wore it, wonwoo had to stop breathing and take hold of every muscle in his body to not get embarrassingly hard in front of you. It was so tiny, it was just like a little piece of cloth clinging on you. You had given him a little twirl show, “isn’t it so cute? I love its pink colour so much!”

Wonwoo itched to tear the pretty pink off you.

He didn’t though. Because he had a little self-restrain left in him.

He wondered if you were really as innocent as you acted or did you know the effect you had on him. He was a man after all. He swears its like you know how big a crush he has on you. You are just playing with him too much.

Thankfully you didnt wear negligees more often after that, at least when he was at home.

Right now, wonwoo is opening the door to your apartment slowly. It's quite late, he doesn't want to wake you up accidentally.

“Wonu-ya!” you call out from inside your room, “Wonu-ya, ah, great you're home! Can you come in for a bit, please? I need some help.”

Wonwoo hums, taking off his bag on the couch and going inside your room to see what you possibly needed help with and-

His breath stopped, eyes dilating, starting to feel his pants tightening a little.

You were wearing a lacy sheer negligee. Again. And it was even more provocating than last time. It was a deep purple colour, contrasting perfectly with your pretty skin tone. Your bare back was completely exposed to him, your hair pulled aside over your shoulders and the dress completely unzipped. You were looking back at him, a hand reaching back in a way that your pose wasn’t helping making it any less provocating. Your legs were slightly spread on the bed, your silky thighs on perfect view for him with your night shorts fitting you like underwear.

“Wonu-ya, can you help me zip? I can’t reach it!” you pout at him, your lips looking glossed up and puckered out and he wanted nothing more than kiss and bite them red.

No way he was misinterpreting this, no way you were not doing this on purpose.

“y/n, do you realise i am a man?” he wasn’t growling, but he was holding the urge of it.

“Hm, i know,” you say, looking at him with big not-so-innocent eyes, “but i trust you!”

So wonwoo gulps down, and sits behind you on the bed, beginning to zip your dress up. The lace hugs you tighter as he does, highlighting your delicate curves and features. You feel so small under his dark gaze, his big hands could hold the entirety of your waist. He can see your colourbones from this angle and he just wants to bite and kiss all over them so bad.

He unknowingly rests his hands on the curve of your back. His heart is beating loudly, he could feel it in his ears. You lean back into his touch like a satisfied cat.

“y/n,” his voice is angry and restrained, “what are you trying to do?”

You sigh, looking back at him, your gaze seductive from under your dark lashes, “are you really asking? Do i have to say it out for you?”

The grip on your hips tightens. “Are you sure about it?”

More and more you act up like this, more and more he feels like a lusty caveman with no coherent thoughts in his mind other than those of desire. He took a heavy breath as you twisted your your waist to look back at him, your hand snaking up to rest on his chest. He glanced down at your hand, and then involuntarily at your cleavage visible from the thing your call a dress.

“Oh, for fucks sake, Wonwoo, I have not been whoring myself out like this for you to not fuck me!”

“Mark your words,” that was the last sane thing Wonwoo would speak that night before crashing his lips with yours.

You moaned immediately, feeling his rough lips fight against your softer ones. You climbed on his lap, feeling his hardness pushing against your thighs immediately. He kisses you intensely and aggressively, his teeth grazing against your lower lip. His mind was fogging up, intoxicated by your taste. Your strawberry lip gloss was on his lips and on his tongue and your arms were tight around his neck, one hand tangled in his hair, playing and pulling it.

The more sounds you made into the kiss, the harder his bulge pressed against you. You pull away momentarily, catching your breath and panting. His glasses were fogged up.

“Shit, Wonwoo, what fucking monster are hiding in those pants,” you mumbled, looking down to his crotch and reaching to touch him, but he holds your wrist before you could.

“You did this to me, baby,” he said, pulling off his glasses, not caring to even see where he threw them, “and I'm gonna make you take care of it.”

You knew how strong Wonwoo was just by looking at his big and built body. But you didn't realise how much that would help making you wetter as he manhandled you and pinned you down on the bed. Both of his knees encaged your hips, as he unbuttoned his shirt and took it off swiftly.

You chest faltered looking at his gorgeous body. It's not the first time you had seen him shirtless - y'all have had enough beach trips in your friendship for that. But this was different, you could thirst over him now, touch him and feel him up. Besides, he'd built up so much more than when you had last seen his naked torso the time y'all went to pool together.

You mumbled a fuck under your breath, your hand reaching to touch his abs. He chuckled. “Like what you see, huh?”,

Wonwoo doesn't give you a chance to answer, holds your wrist down and hold you down as he attacked your lips with his once again. You whined in his mouth, and that just made him kiss you deeper, hotter, wetter. His kisses went south to your jaw, down your neck. He nipped on the sweet skin of the crook of your neck, sucking and biting and bruising it. Marking it. Marking you.

His hands left your wrists to travel across your body, slipping under your dress and touching your warm waist. His hands are cold against your skin. You hear a tssrrt, and you look down to see Wonwoo ripping off your slip dress, and pulling it apart to expose your bare breasts to the cold air.

He tears apart from neck to look at your tits, and you feel your nipples harden under his gaze. He licks his lips vilely, before grabbing your boobs in his hands. He shoved his face in between the valley of your boobs, taking a breath full of your scent there before taking out his tongue and devouring you like a starved animal.

He looked up at you like that.

And his once so innocently handsome face looking so damn sinful right now, his eyes staring at your with deep lust. “I can't even count the number of times I've secretly oggled at these beautiful things, wanting to do all the ungodly stuff with them. Fuck, y/n.”

You moaned as he took your right nipple in his mouth, sucking harshly as his hands reach to play with your left. Your hands snake up his hair, clutching a handful, tugging it.

You gasp when his hand suddenly slipped down your shorts and panties, touching the skin right above your cunt. “shit, wonu!”

“Fucking slut,” Wonwoo mumbled against your skin, “making me desperate for you for so long, just because you're a cockslut.”

“Only for you,” you mutter under your breath, as Wonwoo's fingers inch downwards.

Wonwoo chuckles, “say that again, baby,”

“I am only your cockslut, Wonwoo,” you said, face red with shame and lust.

Wonwoo chuckled more as he dipped his fingers between your folds at those words. You let out a loud and erotic moan, legs clenching reflexively. Wonwoo played around the sensitive skin for a while before he found the throbbing bundle of nerves which got him the reaction from you which he was waiting for.

His fingers continued to rub over your clit in circular motion, lips moving downwards to kiss and lick and nipples at the skin of your belly. He managed to make the entirety of your torso cover in his spit in absolutely no time. “Lift, babe."

He pulled your shorts and your panties off your legs in one swift motion. Your legs shyly closed instinctively, but Wonwoo spread them back apart by you knees, “oh, you're shy now?”

He didn't expect a reply, diving into the heat between your legs. He kisses your inner thighs and your outer folds and gave your clitoris a few kitten licks, making you moan like a bitch in heat. He shoved his tongue in your hole, licking up your juices like a starved child.

“Fuck, you're so damn tasty, my love,” he mumbles as he explores your cunt with his tongue. You yelp at how deep his tongue reaches inside you, tickling against your g-spot.

You pull his face away with all of your strength when you feel the tension in your lower abdomen starting to build, “fuck, wonu stop,”

He stops immediately, looking up at you with concern for second, “shit, baby, I'm sorry, did i overstep-”

“No,” you interrupt, too desperate, “no, wonu. I, uh, i am close, but I don't wanna cum like this,” you say shyly, watching the concern in Wonwoo's eyes turn into the dark lust again, “fuck, I want to cum on your cock, Wonwoo.”

Wonwoo smirked. “Scared me there, baby, and all for a cock? You want my cock, yeah? I'll give you some.” Wonwoo unzipped his jeans and wriggled out of them and his boxers, freeing his red angry cock which slapped against his toned stomach.

Your mouth watered at the sight. You just didn't happen to be kidding when you called that thing a fucking monster. You reached out to touch it but he slapped your hand away. Wonwoo pumped his dick a few times, coating it with your slick on his fingers, before lining it with your hole, wasting no time.

He trusted in deep, making you let out a choked sound. You winced at the initial sting as Wonwoo waited a second in you to let you get used to his size. He pulled out slowly, leaving only his top inside, before hammering back in, making you moan again.

He did it a few times before catching a stable pace, and you felt the coil in your stomach form again already. “ahh, wonu, need you to touch me,”

“Shit, nothing is ever enough for you, is it? Always begging and whining for more,” Wonwoo said, marking his sentence with a slap on your thighs before reaching his fingers to play with your clit, flickering and fondling it between his index and middle.

He bent down to kiss you again. You grabbed his broad muscular shoulders, your nails digging in as you reached nearer to your climax. It seemed so did Wonwoo, by the way his breath hitched in your mouth.

“Fuck, princess, where do I come?” Wonwoo muttered in your mouth.

You grabbed onto him tightly, legs squealing his hips as you were just on the book, “inside me? You could do that, I have the morning-after pills.”

You feel Wonwoo hum in your mouth as he increased his pace again, chasing both your orgasms.

You reach your high first, vision whitening and body going limp at the sensation, feeling the happy harmones release in your veins. Wonwoo comes soon after - you involuntarily spasming around his dick giving just the right amount of stimuli for him to cum deep in you, his semen hot inside.

He pulled out, hissing a little, and fell on the bed beside you. You rolled over lazily by his side, dumping your arm around his chest and resting your head on his shoulder. He scoots closer, cuddling you in.

“Shit, that was so…” you didn't even have enough words to describe a sex that good.

Wonwoo chuckled a little. “I tore your new dress, sorry for that.”

“Don't worry about it,” you giggle, “Lazada has a new sale coming. I'll buy many more for you to tear in the future.”

#seventeen #wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #wonwoo smut

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This is so accurate-

I'm okay I'm fine (no I'm not😭)

your dk nsfw headcanons are so hot 🫠 could you do for wonwoo please?

ᝰ.ᐟ 🦷 — J.WW ; ! nsfw headcanons

nsfw is included ! minors do not interact 18+. [ smut ] ꩜.

wonwoo is a soft dom but can be the meanest dom I can just vision it, your acting up? he’ll rearrange your guts with no remorse. I mean yes he’s sometimes mean but he loves you, if your good he’ll make you the most nasty love making sessions with I love yous & kissing all the time :(

wonu’s fav position is when he’s fucking you, while almost folding you, he’s gotta make sure he’s hitting the right spots

sucking his length while gaming is must, like he’s just gonna be playing some games while your under the table taking him in like champ, when he’s lost in the game, you’d be looking up with your big doe eyes, spit drooling down to your neck, he wouldn’t resist & guess who’s getting face fucked after it?? you :p

he would spit in your cunt or mouth just saying…

he’s so pussy drunk like, he just loves eating you out, or plunging his cock or fingers, may I add he’ll slap it when you’ve been bratty 🫣

he loves the print of his fingers on your ass like my man will hit it any chance he gets

eek!! i imagine him fucking lazy you with his glasses </3

overstimulation like cum & arousal will be dripping down your thighs, he would be like a wild animal, you’d love it.

i think like whenever he’s horny or wants you vice versa, he’ll take you anywhere private & do it.

he loooves when you scream out his name “nonu! f-fuck so fuckin’ g-good mmph!” he’ll make you go cloud 9 in a second.

praising you is a much no matter how much you are a brat, praising will be delivered he needs to make sure you’re loved

like I said previously he adores the pretty lacey, lewd things you’d dress up in, like your wearing a shirt then, a pretty lingerie pops out, the easiest way to get fucked lol

one of his foreplay is kissing & creating marks in every inch of your body top, to bottom ( his fav is your boobs).

i think he is very vocal in bed like loud moans & grunts would be filling the bed room, moaning in your ear specifically

fuck he would tease you by dragging his cock in your entrance “I don’t think you’re worthy of this cock baby, do you think you are?” he literally loves making you beg.

wonwon is such a romantic when you guys hit a milestone in your relationship, flowers on the bed, the most exquisite wine etc he’ll make love to you till his babies spill out of you cunt

i think he switches when you guys are done like mean dom to soft nonu, cuddling asking if your okay etc, we all know he’s the sweetest !!!

! 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ thank you for reading >ᴗ< !! i hope you like this anon !!

#seventeen smut #wonwoo smut #jeon wonwoo

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AHHHHHHHHHHHH😭😭I'm blushing so badly rn-

Kissing him shut, svt reaction 💖🥰

Or accidentally drinking tea/coffee from the same side svt drink, their reaction 🤭✨

ᝰ.ᐟ 🐇 — SVT ; ! kissing him to shut up

sfw is included ! [ fluff ] ꩜.

CHOI SEUNGCHEOL ;

okay so, imagine you & him arguing not full on, just innocent bickering, you’ve had enough of his bullshit but he looked so hot when he’s frustrated, so when he was gonna continue his rant you grabbed his neck & fully gave him a passionate kiss which led to you & him making up ;).

YOON JEONGHAN ;

he would be in a photoshoot asking if he looked good in the outfit that the stylist picked out, to which you answered of course. i mean he’s a greek god you would tell him he’d look gorgeous in a potato sack “please baby tell me the truth do I look go“ your lips landed on his, he widened his eyes then quickly responded by deepening the kiss, you could feel him smiling against your lips.

HONG JISOO ;

josh would be talking about his day, while you were here admiring his pretty pretty face, god you just wanted to kiss him badly. “and when I we-, baby are you listening?” he quirked his eyebrow then suddenly you gave him a peck “sorry couldn’t resist” you sheepishly said, he just smiled then pulled you in for another kiss but this time it was longer.

WEI JUNHUI ;

idk but it I have a vision of him calling the other members & like while he’s talking about the most random stuff on earth you’d just walk in & give him the sweetest pecks here & there, he would get flustered 100%, like my boy gets so shy when you kiss him infront the members.

KWON SOONYOUNG ;

craazy take but you & him in the practice room him getting frustrated about not getting the move right & starts blabbering his worries away, you wanting to comfort him went to kiss him lovingly then reassuring him that he’ll nail it in no time but he doesn’t need to beat himself up to it :((

JEON WONWOO ;

wonu :( ugh he would be a dummy not giving you attention because he was all caught up on a game on his phone & you just wanted his love & care, but of course he was too busy playing away, annoying him to give you attention he would say “y/nnn!!” whining then you’d kiss him & he’d forget why he was mad & just kiss you till infinity.

LEE JIHOON ;

you would be sitting on his lap playing with his hair & being all giggly to whatever he was saying then kissing him do shut up “did anyone tell you that you’re the prettiest person ever?” you said against his lips, he felt really shy about it then continued to kiss you, what can’t you just compliment your boyfriend??

LEE SEOKMIN ;

we all know how seokmin is a little ball of energy when he gets comfy with someone so imagine his partner hes excited about everything that has happened while he’s away, & you just stared adorning how he looks & the shimmer of excitement in his eyes while he was talking about something that happened in soundcheck you grabbed his cheeks & kissed him deep with a rush feel of love.

KIM MINGYU ;

I just vision you helping mingyu with shaving his stub, aaaa omg!! like you’re trying to shave him & he’s all squirmy & a gaunt it saying how he doesn’t want to do it just being an absolute brat about it & you just kiss him to shush, my man would be shut.

XU MINGHAO ;

minghao loves to paint right like he’s so artsy showing you his work, you’re amazed by his creativity & talent, he dares to utter that it isn’t good? how dare he! he’s literally better than picasso you said passionate about your statement, he felt doubt as he continued with his words, you came up not caring you’d be needed by the paint kissing him & reassuring him it’s amazing like him.

BOO SEUNGKWAN ;

okay so you & seungkwan out on a karaoke night him singing his heart out with you, looking at him so tenderly you just have the instinct to kiss him so much, like how can someone looks so attractive by just singing?? you were so lucky to have your boyfriend, he continued to sing suddenly he got cut off by your lips smashing on his, he was surprised at first but then welcomed your kiss by kissing you back & hugging you.

CHWE HANSOL ;

you & hansol would be out on a date to a museum or such, you would ask about a painting he took liking of, he would explain to you with full details!, you would be giddy about him being excited about telling you about all the details the painting had contained of, cutting him off by a small peck on his lips, you’d smile then say “continue” the smile widening by the second, he would be surprised & really flustered he’s at a loss of words when goes back to explaining

LEE CHAN ;

chan would be drunk & would be telling you how much loves & cares for you, now you being a little tipsy but sober, you understood everything he said & it made your heart warm up, “i love you so so so muchhhh~” he would pout saying how much love he has for you, grabbing him you kissed him on his lips then all over his face saying how much you love him too, he would get soo shy, cheeks burning up in a red-ish color

! 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ thank you for reading >ᴗ< !! weewoo my first all fluff, I hope you like this anon !!

#seventeen scenarios #seventeen fluff #svt

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OMG ILY TOO 😭❤

GOODBYE Y'ALL @pan-de-seungcheol LIKED MY LATEST FIC🫣🏃🏻‍♀️

(One of my favorite writers yall😭 definitely not screaming 😭)

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screaming crying throwing up jumping around giggling blushing and what not☺

MAESTRO — SEVENTEEN, 2024

#seventeen #maestro #17 is right here

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HANDS DOWN ONE OF THE BEST VOCALISTS

MAESTRO DK, SEVENTEEN

#dokyeom #17 is right here #seventeen

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OMG I'M DEFINITELY GONNA READ IT 😭😭❤

j.ww x reader: softly and slowly

husband!jeon wonwoo x wife!reader

there's truly something special about the way wonwoo speaks to you.

genre: fluff, light angst

w.c: 2,4k

reader notes: afab, shorter than wonwoo, coming from the context of an asian household

general tags: npr, nonidol!au, domestic fluff, established relationship, lots of talk about marriage and family, light angst

warnings: indirect bodyshaming, backhanded comments, and insensitive words. (not explicit but it is harsh in the context of a typical asian family reunion and its part of the plot lol)

a/n: domestic hoe is back and well idk if this is a plot at all. nevertheless, i was inspired by how wonwoo's wv lives are calming background noise for me. really there's something about his gentle way of speaking and volume that just does it for me.

Chuseok or Thanksgiving had always been something most people had been fond of growing up. Besides, there's nothing quite like home.

But now, you just wanted to be home. The one you have with Wonwoo--not here.

This shouldn't be stressing you out but it does. Family dinners didn't bother you as much as it did when you were in your early twenties.

Since when did your mother's loud calls of your name startle you? Since when did your aunts' passive aggressive comment on your weight bother you? Since when did your uncle shoving you his can of beer for you to dispose irk you? Or your cousin's passing comment on why your husband, Wonwoo, was not present because he was always 'busy'?

(He really was and he was extremely sorry he could not join you for Chuseok, promising you that he'd bring you to Changwon for his family's own thanksgiving.)

Your husband was on his train back from Daegu after a three day-work trip and somehow the thought keeps you high strung when you begin to wish he was with you right now.

You chalk the dynamics off as normal. You were part of the oldest children in the family and naturally everyone had been comfortable treating you as they deem fit and without any filter. So you power through the evening, offering tight lipped smiles at every teasing but insistent question of when you and Wonwoo would be having your first child. You chuckle uneasily when you listen to their gossips of your childhood friends. You say nothing when they point out the fine lines of your mouth and eyes, giving you unwarranted skincare advice because you're only in your mid twenties. It had only just been two hours and you're aching to just head home.

The noise, the rough accents and gibes were no longer just "loud" to you anymore. They bothered you.

Fixing your attention on the moments that made you happy definitely got you through your slipping good graces. Like your new baby niece for one and her older brother who you'd always been fond of. He bounded up to you, excited to show you that he's lost his tooth and he's "going to be a big boy thoon!". Then there was your favorite cousin, Minghao, you know that one cousin you rarely see but definitely vibe with. Lastly, your mother's homemade cooking that brings you back to your hard nights during high school.

Before you knew it, another two hours had passed and Wonwoo texted you that he's arrived at the station.

my woo <3: i've just arrived at the station ... can i still catch up and come over?

wife <3 : glad you're safe, babe. ... but can we go home instead? :(

my woo <3: ok baby.. i'll come pick you up.

wife <3 : it's okay, you need to get as much rest as you need. anw, hao will drop me off since his hotel is close by

my woo <3: alright, please thank him for me. can't wait to see you, baby. i love you.

You approach your shared apartment with two eco bags full off banchan and take aways. Your mother, no matter how loud and brusque she was, had a way of telling you she cared for you and your husband with the stacks of food she'd send you home with. Even with that knowledge, it does not fully ease the fatigue from spending a few hours with your extended family. Your heartbeat pounded faster than normal, and you feel like your ears were ringing and sensitive to every sound. It was hard to understand what you were feeling. There was exhaustion from all the preparations, frustration from holding back a snarky comeback or two towards backhanded comments, but there was also excitement from catching up with your cousin.

Whatever it was, you're overstimulated and agitated. Dropping the bags at the kitchen counter, you hear the sound of your ensuite click.

"Baby?"

Wonwoo's low voice reaches you and the sound feels like a warm hug. A slow embrace that envelops the weariness and strained pull of your soul.

The light from your shared bedroom seeps into the hallway as your husband steps out. Your palpitations were still there but a sense of relief introduces itself once you see him. He looks exactly like home just in a loose shirt and sweats, hair fluffed up from drying it after a shower.

But your muscles were still tense, resisting the urge to just jump into his arms and the conflicting feeling of just wanting to be left alone in silence.

Before you could decide, Wonwoo smiles at you gently, tired eyes bright behind his thick frames as he reaches you in five long strides.

Your husband isn't the type to bound up to you and snatch you into a hug after not seeing you for a while. In the beginning of your relationship, you used to think he just wasn't a touchy person. Yet the years and building communication allowed you to understand him the way you do now. Wonwoo, often awkward and mistaken for being aloof, had always been intentional when it comes to touching you.

He regards you with care, dark eyes shining in contentment while he tenderly reaches out and clasps your waist. His careful pace has you hyperaware of your breathing and your tight shoulders. Pulling you to his chest, one hand cups the back of your neck before he lowers his head to softly meet your anticipating lips.

Breathing in deeply, you begin to unravel at his touch--your jaw unclenches, shoulders unknotting, and fingers softly flattening against his broad chest. You sigh into the kiss, feeling him so close--cold hands, warm body, the spicy scent of his body wash and fabric conditioner.

Slowly, he pulls back, nuzzling your nose with the cold tip of his own. Smiling at him, he then presses a kiss on your forehead before properly embracing you.

"Missed you," he says quietly.

Lots of times, you wonder why he speaks so lowly when its only the two of you. It was not like he'd disturb anyone with a louder volume. But after the loud celebrations and yapping you've had tonight, you appreciate the slow and quiet baritone of his voice.

"I missed you more," you whisper, matching his timbre. "So glad you're back home."

"Did Minghao make it to his hotel?"

"He told me he'd text once he is."

"Mm, okay," your husband rests his chin on top of your head, "Tell him he could stay here next time he visits. We have the guest room for a reason, after all."

"You mean your gaming room?" you correct with a fond smile.

Wonwoo's chest rumbles as he huffs out a chuckle, "Hey, it has a bed and bathroom. Besides, its not like we host guests everyday."

You hum, snuggling deeper into his chest like you were relishing a warmth and comfort only he could provide--which he does.

"Want to eat? We've got lots of food to get us through the week."

"I'm good, babe," Wonwoo says, slowly rocking your bodies from side to side, "I ate in the train."

You both let the silence sit for awhile, your husband's quiet disposition and sways allowing you to fully feel the comfort of rest.

"I'm really sorry I couldn't be there for Chuseok," Wonwoo mutters sincerely, pulling away to cup your face and look into your eyes, "Maybe we could host the next one here? Invite them for luncheon one of these days?"

You smile at his thoughtfulness, even after a long three days of grueling meetings and seminars, he manages to think of everyone else.

"It's okay, honey," you assure him, pecking his jaw, "My parents and most of them understand. Don't worry about the dinner or luncheon--not now."

Wonwoo's eyes spark in realization at your last sentence, feeling the exhausted intonations behind them.

"Tea?" he offers as he gently distances himself so he could usher you to a conversation about tonight.

You shake your head and your husband nods in understanding. With a gentle push, he nudges you towards your shared bedroom.

"Get ready for bed, baby," he tells you, sending you off with a squeeze to your waist, "I'll put these away."

While your small talk in the kitchen and shower left you feeling refreshed, recounting the events from dinner rekindles your irritation while you rant to your husband from the open bathroom door.

"...then she just shakes her head when I told her about my job," you grumble while patting toner onto your face, "Like this is why your son has a gambling addiction, auntie, because the only way she measures success is with money."

You're a little too aggressive when uncapping your serum but you're all heated up and tense while you continue.

"And you remember Aunt Hyun-oh? She's been hovering--hovering," you emphasize glancing out the door with wide eyes, "--like a helicopter around the dinner table and commenting on my choices:

'Ya, (Y/N), too much sodium, no wonder you're breaking out.'

'(Y/N), more beans will boost your fertility. Don't you want to have a child while you and your husband are still young?'

'Aigo, you eat just as much as Jaehoon. Look at him now.' "

Wonwoo responds with a raspy chuckle at your little impersonation. He listens to you animatedly recalling your conversations while he puts away his clothes and necessities from his work trip.

"Like shut up, auntie, I'm not the one with gout," you mumble under your breath. But your husband is sharp, and he hears you.

"Baby," Wonwoo scolds lowly with a warning.

You immediately flush, recognizing the insensitivity of your grumble. You mutter a quick, "Right, too far. Sorry."

You proceed to your final step of your skincare. There were times Wonwoo's scolding in the middle of your rants irked you. Its quick to dissipate however, when you remember that while your husband was a safe place for you, he also wants you to be wary of the impact of your words.

Really, its endearing how mindful and attentive he is even when everything gets riled up.

During the early years of your relationship, you used to think Wonwoo was calloused and distant especially when it came to arguments. He never raised his voice, rushed to answer back, or even address any of the issues as a problem that only existed to you. Sure, his voice would strain when tense and he'd occasionally release a frustrated sigh. You used to think he tires of you and that he's tuned you out.

"(Y/N) there is no reason for me to yell or match your tone," Wonwoo once told you flatly with a tinge of exasperation while you're sobbing and griping that he's unresponsive because he simply didn't care. "Whatever is hurting us, we're going to work it out. We're a team."

He watched your face crumple as you hide in your palms and shake. Frowning, he gingerly reaches out to push your hands away and cups your wet cheeks.

"What's going on?" he prods quietly, "Baby, it makes me sad to know that you think the only way you're heard is when you have to cry and yell for it."

His discretion with words and his own temper has you realizing he's collected and still not because he didn't care but it was because he does care--he cares a lot.

You were stubborn and outspoken while Wonwoo was firm but temperate and calm. Yet even the roughest mountain's edges erode and smooth over under the rain.

You slowly adapt his mellow nature, learning that you don't have to fight to be seen, to be respected, or heard. Because Wonwoo does see you, he does respect you, and he does listen---all in careful attention. Your fights de-escalate from you standing with balled fists to sitting down with him to being able to cuddle each other even as you calmly manage your discourse.

There was a certain maturity you've reached when it came to learning how to pace yourself, how to remain firm even in meekness. Not only did it show in your relationship but with your other interpersonal dealings. You didn't have to constantly prove anything to anybody now that you knew that anyone who knew you well enough did not need your clamor to see you.

All that because Wonwoo was simply careful and attentive of you.

The sudden reflection has you nearly teary eyed as you put your products away.

Wonwoo's putting his suitcase away the minute you step out of the bathroom and flop into bed. Your husband regards you with a twinkle in his eye as he switches of the main lights to turn on the low lights.

Your body instinctively rolls over to him once you feel the bed dip at his weight. His arms are open and you easily slip into his embrace like a puzzle piece. He plucks off his glasses and brings the covers up to your bodies before laying in a comfortable position. Leaning up, you peck his lips before resting your chin on his collarbone.

"I'm sorry I've talked so much, I didn't even ask about how your work trip was," you mumble guiltily while brushing the wavy strands of hair off his forehead.

Wonwoo only hums with a soft smile, "Don't be sorry, baby, you've had a tough reunion tonight. Besides we've called every night I was away."

You stick your bottom lip out and he laughs, tucking you into his shoulder.

"Work was fine and a little too drawn out. Can't believe they called us during Chuseok but at least I got next week off. The trip back here was enjoyable for me though with all the lights," he recalls, "I got some things for you that you can look through tomorrow."

"Wonwoo!" you quietly chide, "I told you that you don't have to get me anything each time your away."

"And you loved anything I gave you each time. So, why not?"

He was right, whether it was some expensive hand cream or ridiculous magnet, it delighted you each time he showed you he thought of you. You huff, lightly slapping his chest before nuzzling deeper into him. After a beat of silence, you breathe in deep before sighing as the tinkers of sleep slowly sleep into your limbs. The familiar comfort only your husband provides shrouds you that you remember your earlier musings.

"I missed you. No one makes me feel as grounded as you do. I love you so much," you whisper, thinking he's fallen asleep based on the steady rise and fall of his chest against your cheek. "I'm so glad you're home, baby."

You're drifting off the edges of sleep when Wonwoo's chest rumbles and his lips ghost your temple.

"You'll always be home to me."

a/n: I hope everyone finds that one person that makes them feel seen. that makes them realize they don't need to scream to be heard.

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I'M SCREAMIN WHAT THE HECKKK

JEONGHAN in MAESTRO (2024)

#jeonghan #seventeen #17 is right here

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WONWOO ACTOR DEBUT WHEN!? 😭😭 I'm going insane bye.

WONWOO :: MAESTRO 🎼

#wonwoo #seventeen #jeon wonwoo #17 is right here

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I have officially went insane after watching the MAESTRO music video 😭

#maestro #seventeen #17 is right here

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I'll cry :") As someone who's from an Asian family and the eldest daughter too this comforted me:")