#Day6 Wonpil scenario
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Day6 Smut Headcanons
As promised, here's some smut headcanons for these boys! 💙🍀💚 I posted a Younghyun A-Z once, but that was 5 years ago (!) so my opinions are probably a bit different now. 18+ under the cut, yall~
Sungjin
It takes him awhile to really understand that you find him hot, to understand that yes, you are very attracted to him. He doesn't see himself in that way, so it's flattering and surprising for him, even if you tell him on many different occasions. Because of that, you often have to be the one to initiate sex, at least for a few months into a relationship. But when he is in bed, he's a good partner; very attentive, and passionate when he gets going. No dom/sub dynamic with him, just mutual pleasure. Everything's very balanced: you go down on him, he's gonna go down on you. He doesn't really think about which of those he likes better, it's all nice in his mind. When you give him head, he guides you carefully with both hands, watching you intently and holding your hair gently. When he gives you head, he focuses and closes his eyes, making out with your pussy until you're squirming. Loves to shove his tongue as deep into you as he can get it. He loves to be on top and in control, so something classic like missionary is definitely a go-to, but he also loves having you on your stomach and taking you from behind. His sounds are minimal, as he tries to maintain that Busan tenacity, but when he does let go, his moans are deep, clear, and melodic with a slight husk. When he cums, he pushes deep into you, bites hard on his lip and slips out a curse. And oh does he love to cum inside you, to fill you up and revel in his possessive tendencies. But if not inside you, he likes it when you jerk him off onto your tongue. Would call you something like "angel" or "kitten". He probably wouldn't say it outright, but he loves to spoil you.
Younghyun
A very intimate partner; his hands are all over your body whenever he gets the chance. He'll come up behind you when you're cooking or doing dishes and wrap his arms around you, kissing your neck or just standing there with you in his arms and his chin on your shoulder. In bed, he'll pull off your garments piece by piece and let his hands and lips traverse your body before anything else. He loves intimate positions where your bodies are closely intertwined, and loves to hold your gaze while you have sex. Having you straddling him while he sits on a couch or comfy chair is a fave for him, and he'd be up for cock warming too. Calls you "baby" all the time, and likes to be called a nice little domestic pet name like "honey". He's very talkative during sex, not just with dirty talk, but having like full conversations. He has such a penchant for truly enjoying and appreciating experiences while he's having them, so it's quite common for him to smile warmly at you when you're together. He loves oral sex, both giving and receiving. When he's giving, he spreads your legs wide and uses his fingers a lot, watching your reactions to everything. When you're going down on him, he furrows his brow and bites his lips till they're red and swollen, trying so hard not to let his instincts take over and fuck your face. But if you let him...yeah he'll take the opportunity. Deep throating is such a big turn on for him, and he just loves to cum in your mouth and see you swallow. He can be a bit shy with his moans, relying more on his words, but with a little encouragement will let you hear them more. And thank God for that, because he sounds lovely; relaxed and husky and sprinkled with dirty words under his breath. "Oh my God, you're so good for me, baby...taking it so good...yeah, you want it, don't you, baby? Tell me how much you want me..." If you suggest something a little kinkier or toys, he'd hesitantly be open to trying it.
Wonpil
Anyone who's read some of my Wonpil stuff knows that in my mind, he's the quintessential Baby Boy 😌💕 He needs a soft dom to take care of him. Very obedient and loves to please, he'd let you tie him up, gag him, blindfold him, leash him, tease him, edge him, whatever. He loves it when you take charge, and his favorite positions are when you're on top, though he also likes to spoon. He also would totally let you peg him. When he goes down on you, he prefers for you to sit on his face. Run your fingers through his hair and tell him how good he is letting you use his mouth, and he's melting into a whimpering puddle beneath you. When you go down on him, he squirms and whimpers for more, but bites his tongue to keep himself from begging too much. He watches you with shaky breath as you take all of him in your mouth. Cums wherever you tell him to, often ending up doing so in your hand. He tries his best to hold it until you tell him he can cum, but he has a hard time with that. Breathy, clipped, whiny moans leave him when you touch him, only getting louder and whinier the closer he gets. "Please, I'm so close, c-can I cum, please?" He's very curious about toys and open to experimenting with them, on himself and on you. Loves to be called "baby boy", "honey", "sweetie", things like that. He'll call you "baby" in public and whatever you want him to behind closed doors. He gets off to the idea of cuckolding, but would probably never actually let another person fuck you.
Dowoon
He gets kinda cocky when he knows you want him, and so uses the opportunity to tease you and make you ask for it. He likes to hear you say you want him, and sometimes playfully won't even let you kiss him until you say as much. Despite that, he's clingy, but not annoyingly so. It's really very endearing. Innocent date nights turn hotter faster with him, and you may never watch an entire movie together, as you always end up dry humping or fucking before the credits roll. He loves your ass and is always finding some excuse to have his hand on it. In public he'll just call you by your name, but in bed he likes to call you "princess" or "good girl" and to think of himself as more dom than he actually is. Deep grunts rumble in his chest, along with exasperated exhales, when you fuck. "Going crazy, can't believe how good you feel..." He's actually not that into receiving head, but he loves a good handjob. He'll go down on you, but thinks of it more as foreplay and doesn't stay down there long. Which is a shame, because he's quite good at it. He just can't wait to be inside you and often gets ahead of himself, and so most of your sex life is intercourse. But once he starts fucking you, he's so determined to do his very best. He's focused and passionate, and loves to try all kinds of positions. If he had to choose a favorite, it would probably be reverse cowgirl. Again, because he loves your ass, and because it's endlessly hot to him to watch you riding him. He's also a bit voyeuristic, loving to watch you get yourself off. Public sex is intriguing to him, but he's hesitant to actually try it. He loves to cum on your chest, and often ends up just pulling out and hurriedly cumming wherever's closest, like your ass or lower stomach. Doesn't often cum inside you though, he likes to see your skin covered in it.
#day6 smut#sungjin smut#young k smut#younghyun smut#wonpil smut#dowoon smut#mine#day6 scenarios#day6 imagines#day6 hard thoughts#day6 hard hours#headcanon
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day6
reactions
s.o has a piercing/tattoo
crush is a cancer
crush is a pisces
child’s first word is “appa”
crush is a leo
crush is an aries
s.o is in a band
s.o has a big family
s.o writes poetry
gf is sensitive around her time of the month
gf is a solo artist
gf is a capricorn
buying a ring too small
imagines
jae
it wasn’t bad at all
the best news
giggles and candy canes
you’re an angel
sungjin
young k
cotton candy kisses
wonpil
i’m not sure
dowoon
didn’t expect this
not as planned
you never knew
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When He Sings You To Sleep ~ Day6 Reaction
Sungjin:
The feeling of you shuffling made Sungjin turn too, immediately coming face to face with you. “You’re not still awake, are you?” He frowned, picking up on the fact that you’d been having a restless night.
Your head nodded as a pout formed in your expression, “I just wish there was something that would help me to sleep.”
“I could help,” Sungjin quickly suggested, an air of confidence in his voice. “What about if I sing to you for a little while? That always seems to help you fall asleep.”
“But you need to sleep too,” you retorted, only to quickly be shushed by Sungjin. The look in his eyes let you know how serious he was, desperate to try and help you sleep. “Only if you’re absolutely sure Sungjin.”
A faint hum came from him, “of course, you just close your eyes and let me do the rest.”
“You make it sound so easy,” you giggled as you made yourself comfortable once again, “sleeping isn’t quite that simple.”
“It is when I’m the one that’s singing to you Y/N.”
Young K:
Your eyes lit up as Younghyun agreed to sing for you as you made yourself comfortable in his lap. “The big decision now is what song you want me to sing for you,” he told you, not knowing your mind was already made up.
Your head turned so that you were looking up at Younghyun, “you know I love whenever you sing Fly Me To The Moon.”
“I knew you were going to say that,” he chuckled, reading you like a book. “Are you sure that you’re not bored of listening to me sing the same song to you over and over?”
“No way,” you smirked, popping each of the sounds whilst Younghyun placed his hand against your side. “There’s no way that I could ever get bored of listening to it, you and that song are the perfect combination.”
He couldn’t help but smile as Younghyun listened to you, “you need to close your eyes in that case.”
“I can do that,” you assured him, hurrying to close your eyes and make yourself comfy. “Now you need to start singing.”
“A singer needs time to warm up Y/N.”
Wonpil:
A soft smile formed on your face as you were woken by the sound of singing, your eyes slowly opening and looking to your left. “I can’t sing you to sleep if you’re awake,” Wonpil scolded as he noticed you.
Your smile turned up even more as you stirred, “why would I want to sleep when I could listen to you singing instead?”
“I’m only singing if you sleep, because I know you’re tired,” Wonpil told you, poking his tongue out at the same time too. “If you don’t close your eyes, we can sit in silence.”
“Since when were you so mean to me?” You chuckled back across to Wonpil, your voice groggy from how sleepy you were. “Why can’t you just sing to me to make me close my eyes and want to fall asleep?”
Wonpil’s head reluctantly nodded back at you, “as long as you promise to try and get some rest.”
“I promise,” you agreed with him, “but you can’t stop singing just because you think I’m asleep, you have to be sure.”
“I’ll make sure that I check you’re definitely asleep.”
Dowoon:
You looked dejectedly across at Dowoon as his head shook in rejection to your suggestion. “I’m not singing you to sleep, my singing voice is rubbish,” he protested, bringing a groan of frustration out of you.
You poked against his arm as his head started shaking, “I think you’ve got a great singing voice, no one else can hear us too.”
“What about if I hum?” Dowoon proposed instead, “or maybe I could just tap my hand against the side of the bed to give you a beat to fall asleep to instead?”
“I said I wanted you to sing me to sleep,” you swiftly reminded him, meeting his eyes with a firm gaze. “If I love your singing voice, what’s stopping you from singing? You know that I love listening to you too.”
Dowoon looked sceptically back to you, “you really think that it can help you to fall asleep?”
“I could not be surer,” you chimed, the smile on your face growing. “What do you say? Are you going to sing for me?”
“I guess seeing as you asked so nicely.”
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Masterlist
#day6#day6 imagine#day6 reaction#day6 scenario#day6 reactions#day6 scenarios#sungjin imagine#young k imagine#wonpil imagine#dowoon imagine#sungjin#young k#wonpil#dowoon#day6 drabble#day6 one shot#day6 fluff#kpop#kpop imagine
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When their members pull a prank on them (Random Idols)
Post Date: 17th June 2022
Content: Fluff (I guess)
TW?: N/A
Request?: Yes
Masterlist Prompt list
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Wonpil (DAY6): He’d initially whine and get all bothered about it for a little while, but in reality, he’d just get over it like nothing happened, well, try to act like nothing happened. He knows he should be more used to it by now, acting like it’s not a bother anymore.
Jeonghan (Seventeen): Jeonghan, being pranked, you have to be kidding right? He’s the one of the most chaotic members in the group and would end up doing the pranking, nothing can fool him, so he’d just laugh and sigh at their failed attempt.
Bang Chan (StrayKids): He’d be so used to it, and so used to the antics from his members that he’d either really wouldn’t give them much of a reaction, just sigh and shake his head with a small smile on his face or would lose his cool and whine at them, either extreme.
Mingi (Ateez): He’d lose it, whining and bitching about the whole prank, really not letting it down, thinking it would be really unfair that they’d play a prank on him but who is he kidding, he’s in a group with Wooyoung, he should be so used to it but still manages not to expect it.
#kpop#kpop reactions#kpop scenarios#kpop blog#kpop stuff#kpop react#kpop groups#kpop fanfic#kpop multifandom#stray kids#seventeen#day6#ateez#ateez mingi#stray kids bang chan#seventeen jeonghan#day6 wonpil
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🦊Day6 Masterlist🦊
🐻Park SungJin🐻
Callin’ (A)
🐔Park JaeHyung🐔
*nothing yet*
🦊Kang YoungHyun🦊
Older (A, F)
🐰Kim WonPil🐰
*nothing yet*
🐶Yoon DoWoon🐶
*nothing yet*
#day6 imagines#day6 reaction#day6 scenarios#day6 x reader#sungjin imagines#sungjin x reader#jae x reader#jae imagines#young k imagine#young k x reader#wonpil imagines#dowoon imagines#dowoon x reader
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KEY: Smut🌶️, Fluff 🥰, Angst 🥺, Violent 🔪, Ships 🚢, Suggestive 😏
You Get My Love 🥰
Firsts 🌶️
The Beginning 🥰
#day6 imagine#day6 scenarios#day6 wonpil#day6 kim wonpil#wonpil#wonpil imagines#wonpil scenarios#kim wonpil#kim wonpil scenarios#kim wonpil imagines
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please note that I am no longer actively writing for day6 and that by putting this groups in the 'archive' does not necessarily mean I will stop writing for them entirely. Any series originally planned for any members in these groups have either been put in the vault or recasted.
🔞 many of these works contain sexual content (18+ mdni) 🔞
♤ — angst :: ♡ — fluff :: ♧ — smut
✍ — ongoing :: ⊝ — hiatus :: ⊗ — discontinued :: ✓ — completed
»» Creature Feature
»» Creature Feature '20: The Summoning ♧ p.sungjin
— oneshots
»» Creature Feature '20: Bad Moon Rising ♧ k.wonpil
➥ 7.4k; Sungjin is an incubus that hasn’t seen any action in years. So when Y/N summons him, thinking she can make a deal with him for power, Sungjin is more than willing to play her little game. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, Sungjin doesn’t make those kinds of deals. But that doesn’t mean summoning him will be a complete waste of time, right?
➥ 11.2k; Being cursed a werecat, Wonpil often wishes he’d been bitten by a werewolf. Instead of turning into a fearsome half man, half beast every full moon, he turns into an eight pound black house cat. What will happen one night when he gets rescued by a witch named Y/N and taken to her cottage in the woods?
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bro i hvnt thought about jaepil in a hot minute 🥺 that string bean loves wonpil sm 😩 thats his babyyyyyyy
THEY'RE A VERY GOOD DAY6 SHIP AND I MISS THEM A LOT
LOOK AT THEM
Anyway here's a small scenario for you
pls imagine with me Jae spending the whole live thinking about fucking Wonpil in that bed the second Sungjin leaves 💔
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I’m Serious
Characters: Wonpil x You
Genre: 95% angst, 5% fluff
Word count: 5.1k
Description: I’m serious. My eyes say that I like you. Why don’t you feel it?
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[Final year of high school]
You remember where it first started. Under that big willow tree by the corner of the school field.
"Done!"
"Yay! Thank you!"
I turn around to face a grinning Wonpil as he passed the marker back to me.
"Now that you've signed my uniform... what else is there for you to do? Oh yes! The book!"
He raises his eyebrows at you as you rummage through your bag, presenting to him a notebook and pen.
"Write a small message in the book for me? I want to remember everyone that has been with me on this high school journey."
"Sure."
"First page, left the biggest space for you."
Wonpil bursts out laughing at the sight of his big face plastered on the first page. But soon he calms down, thinking long and hard about what to write in your book, chewing on the ends of your pen as he thinks.
There's so much he wants to say...but he's afraid he'll scare you away. How to be subtle yet clear about it?
He blushes furiously as he pens down the words sincerely, biting onto his lower lip the entire way to prevent himself from grinning widely.
"Done! You can read it now."
"Now?"
"Yea." A nod and a grin.
The notebook returns to your hands and you find the page easily, reading through it slowly.
In his classic long-winded style, Wonpil starts with how he first met you in middle school, then goes on to basically narrate your entire friendship through middle school and high school. Yet the essence of the message is in the last line.
Let's hang out more over summer break? Namsan Tower? We can take a stroll along the bridge with love locks!
He looks at you expectantly, awaiting your favorable reply yet your reaction is not one that he expects.
"Yea we can go Namsan! See the pretty summer foliage but love locks? Ayyy why would we go there? We're not a couple!"
You punch him in the shoulder zestfully, hoping to lighten up the heavy mood that threatens to suffocate the both of you.
"Ayyy you're right, what was I thinking? Love locks? Pffft it's kind of overrated. Let's not go there. When do you want to go to Namsan?"
"Next week? But then again I've got plans elsewhere too..."
You rattle on and on about your schedule and plans for the summer holidays, but at this point, Wonpil was listening only halfheartedly.
So... I guess you're going to just laugh it over huh?
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[Present day; sophomore year in college]
"Yah Y/N!"
You jump at the sudden loud voice, wondering why on Earth Kim Wonpil was still in school at this ungodly timing.
You hear footsteps thundering towards you as you turn, finding a mop of long brown hair right in front of you soon after.
"Why are you still here?"
"Waiting for you."
"Why? We didn't arrange to meet for dinner today right?"
"We didn't. I wanted to wait for you so we could go home together."
"You didn't have to-"
"Y/N!"
Another voice interrupts your conversation with Wonpil, and you both turn to look at the new participant.
"Hi Jinyoung, not heading home yet?"
"No, I wanted to say bye to you before leaving."
"Oh...you didn't have to! I was still inside talking to Prof Oh about the project, you must have waited for a long time."
"For you, it's ok. Get home safely Y/N! Your friend?"
"Oh, him? Yes, since middle school. Wonpil, meet Jinyoung! We take classes on digital design together."
"Nice to meet you Wonpil. Jinyoung."
"Nice to meet you too Jinyoung."
Something is off.
There was nothing wrong with Wonpil's greeting but you know he's not acting like himself. Wonpil would always greet people with a smile, not like this with a stoic facial expression.
Does he not like Jinyoung?
Jinyoung shifts his eyes nervously between you and Wonpil, sensing the tension in the air too. Eager to leave, Jinyoung breaks the silence first.
"I'll make a move then. Get home safely Y/N!"
Jinyoung ruffles your hair as a parting gesture but from the corner of your eye, you can see Wonpil shooting daggers towards the both of you. More specifically, at Jinyoung and the hand that lay atop of your head. His smoldering gaze follows Jinyoung even as he moves further away from you, turning to wave goodbye to you.
"Wonpil ah, did you have to stare so intensely at Jinyoung? You scared him."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to. I was just making sure he wouldn't try anything funny with you, some guys out there are scary."
"Not Jinyoung, he's fine."
"You two are close?"
"Quite? We're design assistants under Prof Oh now so I see him often."
"Is he nice to you?"
"Well. Yea. He's sweet, he buys me dinner sometimes when I'm busy and I forget. He stays back to help me when I hit a creative block. Small things like these that touch the heart. He's actually a pretty good guy."
"Woah really? Wow my little friend Y/N is all grown up now!"
"Oh would you stop teasing me? I just said I might, not I would."
"Just asking for fun. If you had to choose someone to date, who would you choose? Jinyoung or me?"
"How can I possibly choose? Both of you are equally good guys."
"Come on, that's not an answer!"
"It is! Besides, it's not a serious question. You just asked for fun right?"
I'm trying to start a conversation to figure out how you feel, masking it as a joke so you wouldn't know. Yet it seems like I'll never get an answer from you.
"Ah forget that I ever asked. I don't have to know the answer anyways."
He sticks out his tongue to make a face at you, and you do the same to spite him. The bus ride is silent as you fall asleep on his shoulder, Wonpil barely moving an inch to make sure you won't wake up.
Back home, he flops down on his bed with a heavy heart, puffing up his cheeks in annoyance as his mind replays your answers to his questions.
Why can't she just give me a straight answer? Is she really going to continue to be ambiguous?
His phone buzzes with a special tone, and he flips it over immediately, knowing it was a message from you.
Thank you for sending me home today. I’ll get you some patches for your shoulder tomorrow, sorry about that ^^’’’
It’s ok, I got them at home. Rest well princess
His thumb hovers over the heart emoji, wondering if he should include it in the text.
If I do this, it’ll be very obvious right? She’s so oblivious, I got to make it obvious.
It’s ok, I got them at home. Rest well princess <3
He added in the heart emoji for good measure, placing the phone screen down on his chest as he waits for your reply. He envisions a getting a cute text back, and he has to use the back of his hand to cover his mouth, lest his giggling noises arouses suspicion from his family. He didn’t have to wait long for your text back, but his smile immediately fades when he sees your reply.
Princess? BLEH :P Rest well too Piri! See you tomorrow.
No hearts, no emojis, no nothing. Just plain text. With nothing else left to reply, he locks the phone screen and tosses it to the side of his bed.
Wah I’m really going crazy here. How do I get her to realize my feelings? I’ve left so many hints! What else more should I do?
With no answer to his questions, Wonpil is left staring at the ceiling again as he runs his hands through his hair and face in frustration, just like every other night.
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“Yah Kim Wonpil. You need to look away. If you don’t, either your eyes will pop out of their sockets first, or both of them will go up in smoldering flames.”
“What?”
Wonpil hears Sungjin’s voice, but does not register what the older says. Rolling his eyes, Sungjin shifts left to sit right in front of Wonpil, effectively blocking his view of both you and Jinyoung.
“Hyung!”
“Why do you keep looking? Just leave them be. Staring at her isn’t going to magically make her fall in love with you. So you either go out there and do something, or else you give her up.”
Sungjin then takes a look at his beeping watch, uttering out farewell to Wonpil with his mouth full of sandwich before hurrying off to Physics Lecture.
Perhaps Sungjin has a point, maybe I should give her up?
The thought eats away at Wonpil for the rest of the day, earning him a earful from his lecturer when he was caught not paying attention. And later on in the day, another earful from Sungjin during band practise when he messes up the keys for the song transition. Even as he lies on his bed at 1am attempting to fall asleep, he finds his mind wandering back to you. Memories of you that start way back in middle school surfaces in his mind, each giving him more and more reason to like you.
Your hardworking self; never missing class clean-up duty even if that means you have to rush back from consultations with teachers.
Your kind self; volunteering your free time at animal shelters, orphanages and elderly care centres. Sometimes you even go the extra mile for them, travelling to far flung places when they are short on manpower.
Your brave self; standing up against friends and elders who do not realise that their actions are wrong.
Yet, Wonpil is also well aware that you’re not perfect.
You can be quick to anger; blowing up at people just because you were cranky that morning.
You can be blunt sometimes; not really thinking about the weight of your words before saying them.
You can be unreceptive to feedback; you might pull a black face the whole day, just because someone said something you didn’t quite agree with.
Despite your flaws, Wonpil sees redeeming qualities. Over the years, you’ve acknowledged your flaws and you’ve been slowly improving on them. Small things like apologising at the end of the day after yelling at someone, makes you more endearing to him.
I like her because, and I love her despite. How could I possibly give up on someone like that?
Yet Wonpil only sets himself up for heartbreak - for not being to let you go.
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At the end of each day, Wonpil goes home to nurse a bruised heart. All day long, he has to watch you and Jinyoung get all chummy with one another. The smiles shared between one another, the hand holding and all that sort of stuff he doesn't even want to think about.
But the worst part comes when he's with you, and yet he doesn't have your attention.
Barely able to hide the annoyance in his voice, he asks,
“Who are you texting?”
“Jinyoung.”
Him again. Why won’t you just pay attention to me for once?
Wonpil’s jaw tighten and his fists clench, his lips now set in a straight line as he watches you with sad eyes.
You spare him a quick glance from the corner of your eye, noticing the change in his mood but yet you still want to reply Jinyoung, so you try your best to bid for some time.
“Sorry, let me just reply to this one text real quick…”
You type out a speedy reply, promising to text Jinyoung again tonight before you turn your attention back to Wonpil.
“Sorry Piri! What were you saying?”
“What time do you end tomorrow in school?”
“You’re planning to wait again? I’m going to be late though, got a project meeting with Prof Oh till 9 and then I’m seeing Jinyoung for a short while after.”
“Jinyoung? What for?”
“I have no idea but it probably won’t take long.”
“I’ll wait for you then.”
“Really Pil, you don’t have to.”
“But I want to! Will you just not argue with me and agree to it?”
“Alright! Geez what is up with you?”
You land a light punch on his stomach, and Wonpil finally laughs again at your cute antics.
It’s so easy for you to make me happy but when will it finally be my turn to make you happy?
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[2100, outside Prof Oh’s office]
Jinyoung and you bade the professor goodbye as she locks up her office, and Jinyoung waits till she’s out of earshot before turning to you.
“Y/N.”
“Yea? Oh right, you said you wanted to tell me something.”
“To be exact, I wanted to ask you something.”
“Go straight ahead.”
“Hand?”
“Hand? Why’d you need my hand?”
Despite your doubts, you trust Jinyoung so you give your hand as you he asks, looking away for a moment to see if Wonpil has arrived. You snap your head back when you feel cool metal against your skin, the sound of small charms tingling in the air.
“Oh what-”
“It’s a gift, and I was hoping you’ll wear it to the year end dinner and dance.”
“Ah so this is what it is all about… Park Jinyoung I didn’t know you were that sneaky. Luring me in.”
“Well, I can’t show all my skills at one go right? So is this a yes?”
“Yea I would love to.”
You watch as Jinyoung smiles from ear to ear, before he leans forward to place a kiss on your cheek.
Yet, instead of feeling all warm and fuzzy after the kiss, you are left wide-eyed with shock, your system not welcoming the sudden kiss at all. Your first instinct is to remove yourself from the scene, and the first person you thought of was Wonpil. You wanted him close to make you feel safe, yet he was nowhere in sight.
Wonpil...where are you…you’re supposed to be here...
Unbeknownst to you, he was there, just not in your line of sight. From his well-hidden spot behind the pillar, he could see and hear everything. Anger bubbled within him when he realised that he lost to Jinyoung again, and he nearly crushed the supper he had so painstakingly made for you after his own dinner. But the fatal stab to the heart was the kiss and he took your inaction as acceptance. The image sears in his mind, the dreaded feeling of losing you crawls under his skin.
He leaves the scene, leaving the broken pieces of his heart scattered around. Maybe you’ll finally step on one, and notice his unwavering heart for you when it’s too late.
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The last contact you had with Wonpil for the past 2 weeks leading up to dinner and dance was the supper he made for you after the incident. You had got home late after trying to shake off Jinyoung, and by then the soup had gone cold. He left you a note that read:
To: Y/N:
Sorry for not turning up in school, I wasn’t feeling too well. But Mum made some soup and had me bring it over. Heat it up before you drink it and don’t stay up too late.
But you could taste the lie in the soup. Only he would know to put carrots instead of celery in the soup, knowing how much you disliked the latter.
Why’d you have to lie?
Yet you knew he must have his reasons so you decided not to question him. You barely saw him in school; he seemed to be busy, always rushing off to places after a quick greeting to you along the corridors.
But you knew you had to find out why he lied, so you sent him a message, hoping he would finally be willing to talk to you again.
Come over at 5pm tomorrow? I need help.
The message was instantly read but the “Online” status quickly went off. Despite not getting a response, it was a good start that was enough to give you hope.
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"You called me all the way over here - for this?"
"To be fair... I called you because you were the only one that lived close enough to help me with this. Come in and close the door behind you."
Why do I do this to myself...
Despite the pain in his heart, all Wonpil did was let out a soft sigh of exasperation, before entering your room and shutting the door behind himself.
"What do you need help-"
He turned around to face you, only to find the door to your bathroom closed, light shining through from the bottom slit.
With nothing else to do, he sat down by the edge of your bed, eyes scanning your room aimlessly. Upon closer inspection, he found something amiss about your room. To be precise, there were new additions to your room - additions that were an absolute eyesore to look at. Lying on top of your desk, was the bracelet Jinyoung got you. He recognised the rose quartz charm, your birthstone for a Cancer baby.
But even now, and like all the previous occasions, Wonpil could only watch as his heart clenched in pain, nails digging into the palm of his hands to stop himself from dismantling the bracelet. He had to admit, it was a smart move by Jinyoung. Something you would wear all the time, so you would be constantly reminded of Jinyoung. Wonpil didn't realise how intensely he was staring at the bracelet until you stood right in front of him to get his attention.
"Wonpil? I called you 5 times and you didn't even respond, what are you preoccupied with?"
"Oh- I-I was just...you know. Admiring the bracelet."
He then gestures vaguely in the direction of that...thing he so very much detested before letting his arm drop back heavily to his lap, the corners of his lips lifting into a stiff smile just to make sure you would not suspect a thing.
But you saw through him; the stiff posture, the tight lines around his eyes, and the happiness that wasn't reflected in his eyes.
He saw. He saw it that day. But why is he acting this way?
Then the realisation slams into your head, and it was the only possibility left.
Was it possible...that he...that he...still had feelings...for me..?
But you nip the thought in the bud before shoving it to the back of your mind.
No he can't still have feelings for me. It's been years since we last said those words to me.
"Help me?"
"With what? You haven't told me since I got here."
He's standing by the end of the sentence, and you've turned around to have your back facing him.
"Help zip me up?"
Wonpil's words die in his throat at the sight of your exposed back and he has to take a deep breathe before answering, afraid that the tremors in his voice might give him away.
"Sure."
Still, he is hesitant. This is such an intimate act, especially when he's so hopelessly in love with you. Yet he's the only one that's so bothered by it. You sweep your hair over your shoulder, casting him a sideway glance when you realised he hadn't made a move since; a look that said "What are you waiting for?"
With no other option but to go forth, Wonpil takes half a step closer to you before holding your dress in one hand, and his fingers on the other pinching the zipper between his hands. Very slowly, he draws the zipper up and electricity charges the room. As his eyes travelled over the expanse of your back, intrusive thoughts fill his mind; your fingers tangled in his hair, his hands travelling down your back as his lips finds purchase along your neck, feeling your pulse throbbing against his lips.
Meanwhile, you were having a hard time keeping your heart from racing as well. Wonpil was taking a painfully long time zipping up your dress, and you could feel his eyes on your back as he slowly made his way up. That made you more self-conscious, and goosebumps broke out all over your arms as you tried not to shiver under his gaze. He was your best friend for goodness sake, why were you feeling so hot and bothered around him?
When you felt the zip come to an end at the back of your neck, you lifted your gaze from the floor, only to find Wonpil already staring at you back in the mirror. As always, his eyes are filled with stars, they twinkle under the soft lights in your room. But the sparkle is dimmer now, shrouded behind a heavy emotion. It was a huge, dark storm of swirling emotions; disappointment sat in the centre of the storm whilst sadness and anger made the violent storm rage wilder. It was the look of pain that you wear when you look at something you pine for; a situation where you look at something that you want but can never have.
Oh God. He still hasn't gotten over me. He never did.
You gasp a little when you feel his hands rest lightly against your hips through the fabric of your dress. You catch his gaze through the mirror and you have to remind yourself to breathe with the way that he was looking at you. Pressing his lips beside your ears, your gasp escaped your lips, sounding a little too loud for your liking.
"You look beautiful tonight Y/N." And I wish that I was the one taking you to dinner and dance instead.
He detaches himself from you with a soft brush of his lips against your ears, giving your hips a very soft squeeze.
Yet you don't let him go, capturing his hands in yours to place them on your waist before swiveling around in his arms to face him.
Unsure of what to do in such a compromising position, you hesitate for a moment before placing your hands against his shoulders, admiring how sturdy they feel under the skin of your fingertips.
You lock gazes with Wonpil, heavy silence in the air. Neither of you dared to speak first, afraid that once the status quo was broken, everything would spiral out of control. Your relationship could either become a spectacular show of fireworks, or burn to ashes in the deadly flame.
Wonpil tried his very best to keep himself in check, taking swallow breathes in order to not breathe in your intoxicating scent. He knew that if he allowed more of you to invade his senses, he might just tip himself over the edge, acting on desires that might end what little he has with you.
He may never have you as a lover, yet he certainly does not want to lose you as a friend.
He will keep his distance now, just like he always has.
He kept his hands firmly locked on your waist, his eyes travelling to safe space. Like your eyes. But now... maybe they weren’t so safe anymore. Your eyes that always held such strong emotions, were now asking him one simple question.
And the answer to that question, was one that he hoped to spend the rest of his life proving and showing. He wanted so badly to just press his lips to yours now, whispering between kisses and breathes how much he loved you. But he knows that it is not his place to shower you with love unless you allow him to. So he takes that thought and shove it away until your break the silence and bring it to the forefront of his mind.
“Do you...still...like me...?”
Wonpil lets out a small chuckle at your question; was it really one that needed to be asked? Releasing a hand from your waist, he tucks a strand of hair behind your ears before cupping your jaw gently,
The pad of his thumb hovers above your skin for a moment, hesitation still evident in his eyes. He would hate himself if you chose to walk away at the end of it all...but he would hate himself more if he didn't try. Softly caressing your cheek, he takes his time admiring your features, committing them to memory. He may never get the chance to do this ever again, so he basks in the moment; the one time he has your undivided attention. He gazes into your eyes lovingly, never once breaking eye contact before pouring all his emotions into those heartfelt words.
“It seems like the whole world knows this except you but I do Y/N. I like you. I love you. Nothing has changed since the last time I told you under that big willow tree in high school.”
He pauses to compose himself before continuing.
“But it’s ok even if I’m not the one you love. It might take some time but... I'll get over you. Someday. Somehow. I don't ask for your love, I just ask that you be happy."
He gives you a weak smile and your resolve breaks apart. It lets out a torrential flood in its wake and the only thing stopping you was the feeling of his arms around your back as you surged forward into his open arms. You tighten your arms around his neck, and he soon feels water dripping down the column of his neck.
"Y/N...? What's wrong?"
Instinctively his hands reach up to smooth your hair, like he always does when he has to comfort you after hard times. You bite on your bottom lip to stop yourself from crying out loud, willing the tears to stop flowing so dramatically.
"Shhh... It's ok now Y/N... It's ok... I got you, I always got you..."
It's true. Nothing's changed. Even though you brushed his feelings aside many times, he never put yours aside. You many have broke his heart, but it's clear that the broken parts still beat for you. These thoughts made you choke out a strangled sob, and you gave up trying to hold it in. You cried freely into Wonpil's shoulder at the thought of him constantly watching over you, the feelings of guilt and disappointment making you shake more violently in his arms. Holding you closer, he repeats his comforting strokes along your hair and back, rocking you slightly now in a bid to lull you into a sense of comfort so that you'll stop crying.
"Silly girl. What's wrong... please don't cry anymore..."
"Saying such things is only going to make the tears flow even more so would you just shut up and let me finish crying."
"Feisty. You're still the same... Ok then."
True to his word, Wonpil stops talking, but he continues comforting you until he hears that you've stopped crying. When he feels you push yourself off of him, he stretches over the length of your bed to reach for the tissue by your bedside before turning back around to place them on your tear stained face.
As you rub your face dry, you attempt to look him in the eye but you give up immediately, feeling the tears well up in your eyes again at the sight on his attentive face, ready to listen to whatever concern you might have.
"This is so embarrassing..."
You turn your face 180 degrees away from his, trying your best to not cry again. Yet memories of how he's cared for you all these years play again and again in your mind, making your guilt eat away at you again. A few stray tears slip down your cheek, and you hastily swat them away.
"Come here."
Wonpil's fingers are on your jaw again, turning your face to make you face him again. Carefully, with a touch that is tender and eyes full of love, he wipes your tears away gently.
"If you keep swatting your face, it's going to turn all red."
"I honestly can't be bothered."
"Come on~ you put in so much effort to look good tonight. Let's not let that go to waste."
When the mucus finally clears from your nose and you can speak clearly again, you whisper:
"How? Why? After so long your heart still hasn't changed..."
"You keep giving me more reasons to love you, why would my heart change? Besides, you know me better than myself, and you accept me wholeheartedly for that. Why would I walk away from someone I won't have to spend the rest of my life explaining myself to?"
He intertwined his fingers with yours, giving it a light squeeze as he stroked your knuckles.
"But like I said, it's ok if you can't love me. I'll find a way to let you go eventually. Even though it hurts."
It felt like a stab in the gut to admit defeat, but Wonpil rather let go with grace then to cry and whine about it. He stands to go.
But this time, it's no longer him that wants to let go.
"Stay. Let me try to love you too, Wonpil."
He furrowed his eyebrows at your odd request, wondering if his ears were playing tricks on him.
"But Jinyoung..."
"He’s not the one. I was never sure about him, but now I know he’s not the one. But I’m willing to give this a shot Wonpil, I’m willing to try."
"Really?"
"Really."
"You're not joking?"
"I'm not."
"Are you serious?"
"I'm serious."
You stare him dead in the eye and it happened so quickly that you weren't even aware until it already happened. You felt your back hit the cool glass panels of your wardrobe and Wonpil's nose press against your cheek as he kisses you deeply. The feeling knocks the wind out of you, and it leaves you breathless. This time round, it feels right. You welcome the kiss, weaving your fingers into his hair. You surrender to Wonpil, allowing him to take the lead. His kiss was full of longing, with a hint of relief that you hear in the small sigh he breathes out in between kisses. He kisses you passionately and fervently at first, leaving no inch of your lips untouched. But soon he slows down, taking his time to savor the taste of your lips, nipping and tugging at them sensually.
When he finally breaks away to catch some air, you giggle when you notice how flushed his face was as you run your thumb over his swollen lips.
"I am really, seriously, deeply in love with you Y/N."
"I am too, Wonpil. You don't have to worry about me running away anymore; I'm here to stay. And this time round, I'm serious."
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S/S to DAY6 seeing a cute person and deciding to volunteer at the daycare they work at
Anon asked: DAY6 scenario of meeting a cute girl from church & getting close to her by joining the baby daycare & watching her take care of the babies rly well? heheh thank you <33
Notes: I made two adjustments to the ask if that’s okay! I changed it to a gender neutral pronoun because I like to include everyone in my writing when I can, and I don’t know the religions of all the members so I wrote according to the religions that I was aware of! Still, I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!!!
(wow he looks cute here... UR NOT EVEN MY BIAS JAE STOP)
Jae:
Jae would be hella shy 24/7 around them, especially if he just saw them like sitting in a pew and found out from a friend that they worked at the church’s daycare. Aside from volunteering at the daycare to get closer to them, he would actually realize how much he loved hanging out and playing with the kids.
He was too busy focusing on his fingers hitting chords and strumming against the acoustic guitar strings as the little kids sat around him in a circle singing “Itsy Bitsy Spider” to notice that you had stopped cleaning the mess the preschoolers had made from an afternoon snack. Even if he was singing a childish song, you wouldn’t be able to tell with the way his raspy voice complimented the rather high key. When he finished the song and the children finished clapping and shouting at how well “Jae-Jae” had done, he looked up to see you smiling and applauding him as well. He had to duck his head as he let a blush creep up his cheeks.
~
Children’s parents had started to show up around 5 pm to pick up their little ones and as he was putting his guitar back in the case he overheard a conversation that you were having with one of the parents.
“It’s so nice to see your boyfriend come in to play the guitar for the children.” The mother smiled at you.
You responded with a slightly blush and a shake of the head. People saw you as his significant other? Do we look good together? Do they like me back? A million thoughts swarmed his mind as he lowered his head to hide his blush as he zipped up the guitar case.
After all the kiddos had gone he was waiting for you to lock the daycare doors as he sat on a railing. Once you were done and appeared by his side, before you could say goodbye he worked up an extra ounce of courage. “Do you want to have dinner with me? There’s this great little shop up on the corner.” to which you gladly accepted.
(what kinda dork is this???)
Sungjin:
Someone who would totally try to act cool and suave around them and totally fail. But in all honesty the kids loved him so he ended up coming on days even when the person he was crushing on wasn’t working in the daycare because he also really liked working with the kids as well. They’ve basically adopted him and the person he is crushing on at this point. They are their daycare “parents”.
Let’s just say Sungjin’s brightest moments weren’t inside the daycare. From letting the young girls put his hair in pigtails and the boys to climb on his shoulders and arms as if he was a living jungle-gym. Then again who could blame him when he was trying to impress you with how good he was with kids. Though, while you were trying to get them to calm down for nap time (with the few older kids helping out) he was too busy play wrestling the five year olds and winding them up. The only time that they would actually tend to behave when Sungjin was around was when he pulled out his guitar and played a soft lullaby for them to fall asleep to.
~
It was a rare occasion when Sungjin got you to join in on his antics with the children. It was recess time and he was running around in a game of tag with a young group of boys and girls when he suddenly ran up behind you.
“TAG YOUR IT” He said, voice slightly raised, in your ear. Before you could turn around he was already halfway across the field with a bunch of preschoolers on his heels. With a rather competitive spirit, you couldn’t just let him get away with that, could you? So you raced out into the field and beelined towards Sungjin in an attempt to get him back.
The children were running around your feet, happy that you were playing along until you suddenly tripped, before you could land in the mud you felt a strong grip around your waist and looked up to see Sungjin’s concerned face above your own. “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to get you hurt.”
When you nodded and hid your blush, he smiled. “Let me take you out to lunch to make up for it one day. I won’t take ‘no’ for an answer.”
Brian:
Actually didn’t decide to work in the daycare but because there was an afterschool academy in the same complex, he decided to get a job there. He saw it as a double win because one, it wasn’t volunteer work and he got payed. And two, he got to see you every day. So when he walked out to have lunch and he saw you, he ended up spending his lunch in the daycare to which the kids got him to play the piano and sing before he had to go back to work.
He had just started his “lunch” break when he walked out of the door he saw you standing in the hallway struggling to carry in bags of what appeared to be crackers and juice boxes. Before you could topple over and drop all that you were carrying, he appeared in front of you, putting his hands under the boxes and urging you to hand them off to him. “Do you have a lot of kids in the center today?” He asked as you gave a sigh of relief from the weight lifting off your shoulders.
Giving a small hum you asked him about how it was at the academy and he responded with a slow before you went to open the door as he helped you carry the snacks inside. Upon seeing Brian, the kid’s surrounded his feet but when you told them off, they backed away slightly to avoid tripping him.
Once the food was set down he helped you pass out the snacks anf sat with you at a regular sized desk once everyone was fed.
~
“You know, you should really eat more than a protein bar and green tea, Brian.” You looked up at him from the salad and sandwhich sitting infront of you.
“I’m fine, plus, it keeps my energy up.” He waved the protein bar wrapper infront of your face.
“Please eat, I’m not even that hungry today.” You pushed a half of your sandwhich towards him. “If not I’m forcing you to go to dinner with me, that way I know you’re eating.” Brian had become a close companion since he started working at the academy.
“I’ll guess I have to skip out on the lunch today.” He laughed and threw the snack wrapper into the trash. With a groan he stood up and pushed in the chair before turning to the door. “Don’t forget about that dinner you promised me, Y/N!” He gave off in a sing song voice before saying goodbye to the kids and shutting the door behind him.
(people need to stop sleeping on a smile as bright at the sun smh)
Wonpil:
The exact opposite of Sungjin lmao. Honestly always questioning himself on whether or not he looks or sounds super dorky in front of his crush when in reality is the type to make them blush 24/7 without even realizing it. Loves the kids, the kids love him back. They all refuse to go to sleep unless he is there singing a lullaby.
It was one of the few days that Wonpil wasn’t able to come in and help around the daycare which was rather odd because whenever you had a shift he asked to pick one up at the same time. Something about prior engagements.
It was right around 1 in the afternoon which meant it was time for the kids to take a nap, except all of them were fighting it because “Wonpilie-hyung” and “Wonpilie-oppa” wasn’t there to sing them a song before they could drift off into dream land. After fighting them for the past hour, you went to your last resort which was to call Wonpil in hopes that he would be free enough to sing the children to sleep for few minutes.
Afraid that he wouldn’t even pick up you were surprised that he was on the line after the second ring. “Hey Y/N. Is everything okay, did the other volunteer not come in?” His voice was straining to speak over the obvious background noise that sounded like rather inconsistent bangs to a bass drum and torturous sliding of keys on a piano.
“Ummmm, it sounds like you are busy, maybe I shouldn’t have called.” You were already second-guessing yourself and started to pull the phone away from your ear, ready to hang up, sighing in the fact that you would have to find another way to make the children fall asleep.
“No-no-no, let me just get to a quiet hallway or something.” He quickly cut your small rant off, and soon the strident noises were no longer heard. “Is there something wrong?” His voice came through the phone cracked but still lyrical as ever.
“Ummm.” You hesitated. “I’m having trouble getting the kids to sleep and I was wondering if you could maybe, sorta…”
“Of course I’ll sing them a song Y/N.” You could practically see the beam cross his lips. “You should’ve just asked.”
~
The children were finally asleep and you were out in the hall in order to no disturb them. “Thank you so much for helping me get them asleep, I know you weren’t exactly planning on having to deal with them today. I swear your voice is the most soothing thing to them.” You smiled. The next thing you knew, a blush was rising through your neck to your temples.
“Is it soothing and sweet to you?” When there was no response on his side he quickly attempted to cover it. “Was that way too cheesy?”
Finally gaining your bearings you smiled. “No, I like hearing your voice everyday.”
(y’all he’s so cute how in el mundo is this possible?!?!?!?!?!?!)
Dowoon:
Ummm he is still a child. Lol, no honestly when he first came in to volunteer, all the kids were slightly scared of him because of how deep his voice was. But soon enough he was the one that they would ask to do weird voice impressions or act like a reporter and a character in a game that they were playing. ULTIMATE KING OF PLAYING HOUSE. But suddenly gets super shy and his voice cracks when the kids ask his crush to play house with them and make Dowoon and them pretend as if they were married. If only he knew how much they were also screaming on the inside.
It was a Thursday night and a couple parents had called saying they had to work a little bit late so you and Dowoon had agreed to keep the daycare open until the last child had left with a familiar face. As a way to pass time for the tiring kids, you both had agreed play a small game of house and the first thing the young matchmakers had done was place you and Dowoon in a VERY domestic relationship.
In order to act out the fantasies of the young ones, you and Dowoon pretended to play the part of husband and wife while they ordered both of you around as if they were directors to a broadway play. Everything had gone as it would have: the usual fight over something petty, the lovely ‘makeup’ hug, cooking dinner together, pretending to eat the said (plastic) dinner; that was until the mischievous kids decided to take a different route. They ran up to Dowoon and you could see the blush rise to his ears despite the low lighting. He promptly shook his head and the children giggled before nodding their heads vigorously. Which he vigorously shook his head even harder. At this point you were curious about what the conversation had been about but before you could ask, the children’s parents came walking through the door and you and Dowoon were forced to lift yourself off your haunches to properly greet the adults.
~
Once the children and parents were gone, you were finishing cleaning the last of the day’s mess up with the help of Dowoon when the previous sight appeared in the back of your mind.
Bending down to place a toy into its proper bin you called out Dowoon’s name which he responded with a small sound of acknowledgement. Taking it as a sign to continue, you asked him about a conversation with the young sister and brother duo from before. Without a response you figured he wasn’t going to answer but when you stood up and turned around, you were met with Dowoon’s lips meeting your cheek, before quickly stepping away.
“They told me to kiss you but I wasn’t going to do it infront of the children.” He mumbled under his breath before he went back to sweeping the floor for any crumbs.
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{Special} College!AU Wonpil
major: theater - performance art concentration
minor: music history
sports: sometimes he helps out the dance team, did one semester of ultimate frisbee until it hit him in the jaw and he was like,,,you know what nvm
clubs: theater club, musical theater club, three different activists clubs, ballroom dance club when it was around, and of course he’s also in night6 with his friends
wonpil is a busy body, he really likes being on campus and being in school - much to the collective shock of like,,,all his friends
he used to be much shyer in highschool, closed off and awkward - but now he thrives with people
always making others laugh and asking questions - he’s the kind of person that wants to know about your hobbies and interests and actually cares when you tell him
his heart is probably like??? three times the size of the normal average because it’s full of LOVE
pure, untainted, and strong love
people joke that wonpil could make even the grinch fall in love - he’s so sweet and just,,,,,,kind
like if there was a human embodiment of kindness - it’s wonpil
blows so many kisses @ all his friends
whenever dowoon’s like im off to class, wonpil is like here’s a kiss for luck and dowoon is like bro - bro don’t do that - don’t you dare
but of course wonpil does it,,,, it’s wonpil
“being his roommate is like slowly being smothered in affection” - dowoon everyday
he became a theater major because he loves the community around it, aside from the guys from night6 - he’s made a lot of close friends through productions and performance activites
he’s always trying to help out the set crew, the design majors, and more
he’s the person you see in full costume, helping get a new light changed on stage while everyone’s backstage practicing lines
he’s also magically good at convincing people do like,,, do things,,,,
one of his friends is jinyoung, an ethics major who has little to zero interest in plays
yet wonpil convinced him to come and see almost every play he’s been in???? and even help edit one of the writing majors acts
youngk doesn’t even like to bake - but he’s helped wonpil make snacks for an activist club meeting once
it’s like a blackhole, wonpil’s adorable smile and “c’mon, i promsie it’ll be fun!” tag line that draws you in to not being able to say no to whatever he asks
“pretty sure someone would just give him twenty bucks if he asked nicely.” - dowoon, again, everyday
his dorm is pretty,,,,,cute for someone his age - with a shelf full of self-made figures and signed autographs from actors he’s liked since he was a kid
he used to have an electric piano set up near his desk, but it’s gathered dust since his minor is “musical history” and that’s more reading than actual playing
he still loves piano though, music in general really so he’s always one of the most excited about night6 playing shows
one thing he isn’t excited about is how jamie treats him like a younger brother even though shes’,,,,younger than,,,,him
even more clingy when he drinks at these shows and no matter how much his friends say they don’t like his tight hugs - they’re lying because it’s wonpil
have you seen him??? he’s the cutest
unfortunately, your first brush with him is nothing but ,,,, cute
it’s not like you’re even trying to be rude - you’re just,,,in a hurry
so when wonpil tries to stop you, with a beaming smile to talk about one of his clubs that’s trying to like save the polarbears
you nearly topple him over, pushing past to run toward the building where your next lecture is
it’s college, these things happen and you mumble a sorry - sorta - before disappearing off into the direction of your class
you don’t even remember what wonpil looks like, your mind too cluttered with your own problems
but he does remember you, the wisps of your hair and the look of utter determination when you bulldozed by
“they didn’t even apologize, are you ok?”
a fellow club member rushes over to wonpil but he’s still looking at the place where you just were
“im fine. they were late for class, so i understand them.”
he smiles at the member now, but something is left unsaid - he’s seen kids rushing to get places, he’s seen people mercilessly shove their way through crowds during finals
but there’s a fire,,,,,in your eyes - he’s sure of it
you and wonpil meet again, well actually you don’t meet - but there’s a campus wide assembly on harassment
and at some point, the professors seem to be sugarcoating it, much to wonpil’s dismay
even though the country doe have a habit of sweeping these things under the rug
when he hears one loud voice yell; “JUST EXPEL HARASSERS IT’S NOT THAT HARD”
in shock, he turns with the rest of the students to where you’re standing
you’re staring, hard eyes at the line of faculty at the stage and one of the professors hurries up the stairs to tell you to sit back down
that fires in your eyes,,,,,,,,,,wonpil can see it better now
the professor keeps urging you to sit, but you shout again: what’s so harsh about expelling creeps?
wonpil watches, in an equal feeling of fascination and worry as the professor signals for you to follow him out
you don’t even look phased, doing what you’re told but leaving a silent, lasting impact even when you’re gone
“who are they?”
wonpil whispers to sungjin sitting beside him
sungjin crinkles his nose, “i think their name is -”
sungjin leans closer to say it, as if your name is cursed or ridden with bad luck
wonpil doesn’t get it, you’re not voldemort, but he repeats your name in his head over and over
until the assembly is over, and wonpil wonders who else might know something about you
turns out, a lot of people know a lot of different things about you
three people have told him three different majors you’re apparently studying
but the unanimous agreement is that you’re outspoken, highly intelligent, and unforgivingly set in your determinations
“they say what they think, sometimes that’s not a good idea.”
wonpil mauls over that phrase, saying what you think isn’t a good idea? but shouldn’t it be?
you’re on the steps outside the library after monday class, it’s cold out and you’re thinking about what you should do tonight - go to that party some girl from math invited you to or,,,,,,
you touch the strap of your backpack, inside are flyers you’ve made - proclaiming that the school take a stance on harassment. take a stance on protecting victims instead of letting people slide by with slaps on the wrist
you know the flyers are,,,,controversial and you’ll get in deep shit if someone catches you putting them up
so your only option would be to do it at night,,,,
“hi!”
a peppy voice breaks your concentration and you turn, seeing a boy with bright brown eyes and an excited look on his face
he’s wearing a bright white sweater over a collard shirt. for a second you think he looks like a missionary if anything
“do i,,,,,know you?”
you don’t mean it condescendingly, you just aren’t sure why he’d talk to you all of a sudden
“no, im wonpil. i,,,,,,saw you at the assembly.”
your eyes narrow, and suddenly you feel tense - people have come up to you before and told you,,,,,things,,,,their opinions on your actions and not all of them have been favorable
but at the same time this guy, wonpil looks harmless
“i just wanted to say, i think you’re right. are you part of any club that advocates this stuff? id love to join!”
you give him a little chuckle, “club? the university would rather have a club about anything else than helping stick up for people who’ve been abused. im more of a,,,,one man show.”
shrugging, you suddenly realize that wonpil isn’t giving the usual cocked eyebrow, look of distrust that most people give you when you talk
it’s been a while since you’ve seen someone,,,,listen to you
“oh, i see. well, can i help you anyway?”
for a second, you think about the flyers in your backpack. there are at least fifty of them and by yourself, it might take two or more hours to hit every spot on campus. but,,,,you don’t even know this guy
“sorry, but i don’t really do anything but voice my opinion. there’s nothing,,,,we can do.”
you lie and wonpil frowns, thinks to himself for a second and then pulls something from his pocket
it’s a folded note that he hands to you
“if you ever need someone to help you, feel free to contact me.”
he grins, and then turns to walk up toward the library. you stare at the note and then stuff it in your pocket before your hands get cold
that night,,,,is hard for you
it’s even colder outside now, and the dark desolate campus is creepy - but you’ve got put these flyers up
you weren’t exactly 100% lying to wonpil about not being able to do anything - i mean you can put up these flyers, call out the names of people, do just about anything
but you can’t get caught
you’re on the backside of the theater building, putting up a flyer near where you know theater kids hang out
when a hand falls on your shoulder
your first instinct is to run, to pull your hood over your head and run
but you freeze instead, till you hear the same peppy voice you did earlier in the day
“do you need help?”
wonpil’s smile greets you when you turn, why he’s also outside at 3 am is beyond you
“i fell asleep practicing in the back. i got tired after helping cleanup some stuff and put away the costumes. sorta lost track of time.”
he explains and you give him a thin-lipped smile back
he motions to your handful of flyers
“but i can help if you need it.”
you clutch the flyers and straighten up “listen, im happy you’re offering but it isn’t like,,,im putting these up so late for no reason. if someone catches us, it’s going to be bad. you don’t want to be involved. you look like you’re a,,,,”
he blinks, waiting for you to explain - you look him mover and sigh”you look like a good boy. like you’re hoping to get into a great masters program. this isn’t for you.”
you turn, pressing down one last piece of tape on your flyer - but for some reason you don’t hear wonpil leave
“i would like to get into a masters program, but that doesn’t mean i can’t help.”
he takes half the flyers in your hand and asks where else you need them to be put. you want to grab them back, tell him to take a hike and keep his mouth shut about seeing you
but you just give up, because something tells you he’s relentless when it comes to offering his help
you don’t see him again, and in the morning there’s an email about whoever put the flyers up needs to report to the administrative building asap
out of curiosity, you visit the place you told wonpil to put up the flyer - it’s there
a smirk settles on your lips “he didn’t chicken out.”
the day passes by normally, wonpil eats with his friends and does his musical history essay while annoying jae with questions about his trip abroad
but something,,,,feels awfully nervous in his gut
everytime he passes by a flyer you put up, the bold print reads: take action! expel harrassers! believe the victims!
and it’s not that he’s worried about the message - because he wholeheartedly believes in it, and he’s not worried about his involvment with it
no, he’s worried about you
everyone knows you did it. literally the first thing he saw in his texts that morning was people chatting about it, your name mentioned ten times over and over
who else would have done it? who else yelled at the assembly? they’re going to get expelled
that words - expelled - it makes wonpil sweat
helping you had given him an adrenaline rush, he had felt like he was a real vigilante - a real activist
he had felt like he was doing something worthy, not standing in the middle of the quad trying to get people’s attention about some cause
but this had gained ground, this had made people interested and ,,,, maybe a part of him felt like he had impressed you
but that was all squashed by the idea of this getting you in trouble
which is why he runs out of his last class, dashing past a surprised looking professor as he searches up and down for you
there’s only one dorm that has the flyer pasted right on the front and so wonpil assumes this has to be yours
all he does is ask your name and the RA rolls their eyes, “third floor.”
wonpil’s palms are sweaty, he has been anxious talking to people before - like teachers or heads of departments or his crush in the third grade
but ,,,,, now he’s nervous to talk to you
finally he knocks, and then realizes he should at least say who he is “it’s me, wonpil i just wanted - wanted to know if you’re -”
the door swings open, you stare at wonpil, towel around your neck and in your pajamas
wonpil swallows the lump in his throat, and keeps his eyes focused on yours
“to know if you’re ok,,,,”
“im fine, for a second there i thought you were the dean or something. come in.”
wonpil hesitates, not following after you for a bit before you snap at him to close the door and not let the heat out of the room
at the sound of your voice, he does as told - like a puppy eagerly listening to its owner
“i did get a strongly worded email from someone in the advising department about watching myself. the whole, you want to graduate -don’t you? crap.”
you fall into the chair beside your desk and click a button to make your laptop light up in response
wonpil sits, back straight like a board on your bed and watches as you refresh your email
nothing interesting, so you turn to look at him
“thanks for helping me though, that was very cool of you.”
he flushes red and it’s so obvious it makes you giggle
“never broken the rules before?” you coo and wonpil shifts a little
“it’s not,,,a habit of mine. no. but im happy i helped.”
he beams again, like that time he did on the steps. you think it’s adorable and almost reach out to pat the top of his head
“so,,,,,,you’re just going to keep your jacket on the whole time?”
wonpil jumps a little, laughing to hide his embarrassment and shrugs off the layers
you decide to show him some of the other things you’ve been working on, other flyers and events you want to attend.
he seems really into it, listening and nodding. asking questions and genuinely responding to all this information that really,,,has nothing to do with him
but you can see he’s got passion, the pureness in him might be the pureness to help others and that’s something rare - something rare and respectable
you notice how he’s cute from far away, but up close he has,,,,,quite a strong jaw and his shirt dips just enough for you to see the outline of his clavicle
his skin is perfect too, you’re almost envious and pull your eyes away when he hums a “did you hear me?”
wonpil also notices new things about you, your hair is slightly darker from the shower you took before he came by,,,
the slope of your neck is pretty,,,,his fingers suddenly want to trace down it
he distracts that thought and takes note about your room - it’s a single bed, the wall covered with different articles cut from newspapers, local band posters, political flyers about events and protests
but there’s also a stack of old records on your shelf, a cute picture frame of what he assumes is a younger you with a parent
your room isn’t messy, but your closet looks a little in disarray - small trinkets here and there speak to your personality and ,,,, wonpil feels like he might be one of the lucky people that gets to know more about you
time doesn’t phase either of you - not until the RA comes knocking “we have to talk” they say
and a cold shiver runs down wonpil’s spine, as you sigh and get up
you get up and tell wonpil to hide near the closet
opening the door, the RA looks pissed “get dressed, i need to speak with you in my office.”
you nod, close the door and wonpil seems like he wants to say something, but you stop him
“this was bound to happen. im sure it can’t be that bad for some flyers.”
wonpil puts a hand on your shoulder before you turn back to leave
“it’s cold, here.” he hands you the hoodie he had under his jacket and you take it
“good luck charm?” you laugh, albeit you know you’re in a serious situation
“i hope they don’t,,,,,” the word expel dies in his throat and you pull your hands though the sleeves of the warm fabric. it smells like laundry, fresh and clean. like wonpil.
you open the door and disappear after the RA
wonpil suddenly feels unwelcome, alone in your dorm, but he waits out the feeling before he can slip away unnoticed
you don’t get expelled - obviously they can’t do that for some paper hung up on some walls. plus your gpa is fine
but you barely, barely dodge non-academic suspension (thanks to the school wanting to avoid you bringing the whole thing to the attention of the media. you kind of snark at that, don’t they know instagram exists? people posted photos of the flyer already lmao)
but you also just put your head down and bare it,,,,,,,make a false promise that you won’t do it again
“this could be vandalism.” someone says at some point and you’re so so so tempted to say something but you keep your mouth shut
when you get back to your dorm, you crash down on your bed
the feeling of wonpil’s sweater makes the whole thing a little easier,,,,you don’t mean to be corny but it feels like a hug,,,,which is what you kind of need right now
the morning comes, and you get up too late for your first class
some people have texted if you’re ok,,,,you make a joke that it’s not like you set something on fire. you can’t get expelled for flyers
but looking at your phone you suddenly remember,,,,
crawling out of bed, you shuffle through your jeans to fine the note wonpil gave you the first time you met. you put in his number and send a text
i kind of feel like you might be worrying your head off about this, but im fine. didn’t get expelled.
almost instantly there’ a reply
i was worried T___T but im happy you’re ok, want to celebrate no-expulsion with pancakes?!? :D
“god he’s so cute” you mumble to yourself
can you get them over to my dorm, it’s too cold to go out
you almost feel bad at how fast he agrees
wonpil is over in half an hour,,,,,you tell him about what happened - it was just like a meeting and your adviser was like don’t let this ruin your chances blah blah
you wave your fork around, explaining that it’s just a flyer - it’s artistic expression - yet they compared it to almost vandalism???
you don’t get it, neither does wonpil who shares in your disdain but hey,,,,the pancakes are super good
with breakfast over with, you and wonpil enter this weird phase of what do we do now?
“if you ever do something like that again, im glad to help.” he starts and he knows you’re going to be like no way, you can’t get in trouble with me
but he stops before you can say that
“and next time, ill get caught with you. it’s worth it, this cause is worth it.”
you want to argue, wonpil can tell, and your determination for it- like your determination for everything else makes his heart swell
because your strength and perseverance are lovely to him
if other people fall for fluttering eyes and cute giggles, wonpil falls for people with pride and passion
so it’s only natural he’d fall for you
before you know who starts it, you and wonpil are kissing and it’s delicate at first because wonpil isn’t sure of what you like,,,what you want from him
but it’s ok, because you take over and show him
and wonpil,,,,is so obliging for it
not much can happen, because you’re pretty sure he has class but when he leaves your dorm this time it’s not under awkward circumstance
but dizzy, perfect circumstance
wonpil rushing to kiss you one last time before he’s on his way
when people find out you and wonpil are a thing the whole campus starts the “opposites really do attract” theory
because you? and wonpil?
it shouldn’t make sense, but it happens
and your evidence is all over the place from wonpil’s neck littered in kisses and your phone background a smiling photo of the two of you in the library
“so you’re like,,,,dating them right?” sungjin asks once and wonpil, while watching you rant over text about how shitty the government is while also having heart eyes about it
just nods, enchanted “yeah,,,aren’t i lucky?”
it takes a bit, but his friends warm up to you
youngk and jae do it pretty fast, you have the same sort of sarcastic side to you and secretly we all know youngk is a bit of an anarchist himelf
dowoon is happy to have wonpil’s affection directed toward someone else
and sungjin,,,,finally comes to understand that you’re not just doing this for attention - you’re doing this because you care
plus,,,you make wonpil so freaking happy
like wonpil is already a happy person, but with you it’s tenfold - it’s like there are constant stars around you two
you don’t know much about theater, but wonpil invites you to his performances
and you’re really surprised when one of them covers some pretty political topics - wonpil shyly admits you helped inspire him to bring it up among his friends
also he looks really cute in all the different outfits and you’re like wtf my boyfriend is cute as hell
some people don’t like that you speak your mind, they ask wonpil stupidly invase questions
and wonpil had no bad bone in his body, but he’s,,,,really,,not ok with people trying to tell him who he can’t and can’t love
this - he voices easily (much to the shock and amusment of night6 at a show wheree some asshole who said something about you got covered in beer,,,,,we won’t say how)
oh - you love night6
the music is,,,,really good and jamie, their impromptu manager takes a liking to you rather quickly
“i thought wonpil’s type was more,,,,,fluffy you know. but you - you’re cool.”
she grins once and you feel your face flush, because it’s true - sometimes you’re like why is wonpil with you?
isn’t someone as kind and gentle as him,,,more along his line?
but wonpil loves everything about you - he loves that you’re not like him,,,but at the same time that your values are as strong as his
also wonpil just loves that you know what you want,,,,like it’s so hot when you’re you know
in control of your life ,,,, and other things cough
im just saying that when his backs against the wall and your hands up his shirt like that’s his cup of tea
your teeth on his lips,,,,,,your nails on his shoulder??? sign him up
anyway,,
wonpil is the one to suggest a matching set of bracelets and you’re like,,,touching it on your wrist
and everything about it is so cheesy but when he asks if you like it, big clear eyes and a tinge of need for approval in his voice
you nod, reach out and kiss him senseless “of course i do”
and you do, if anything happened to this god dam ncouple bracelet you would flip shit
you still have his sweater,,,he asked for it back once because like he was cold but you’re like it’s mine now
and he was like oh,,,,OH,,,,!!!!! ok hehe!!!! everything is yours though, im yours too!!!
he’s so cute - ive said this ten times but he is
he’s in like twenty clubs so he’s busy a lot, you know you do your thing on your own but he’s like a group kind of person
but if you need him - wonpil is there in a flash
totally helps you with skincare, i feel like he’s the boyfriend you do facemasks with
“you guys do facemasks? you don’t like,,,talk about the government?” youngk asks and you shake your head
“you’d be surprised, me and wonpil even watch cartoons together. because you know,,,we’re a normal couple.”
“but you two aren’t normal” sungjin blurts out and you laugh as wonpil stirs his head on your lap to look at sungjin
“of course we are! i mean,,,maybe not,,,i don’t know- i think we’re pretty cute though”
no one believes wonpil when he says he helped you put those flyers up because huh, isn’t he like too much of a ??? nice boy to do that
wonpil pouting: im nice,,,but i can be,,,,you know,,, ADVENTEROUS
wonpil buying a motorcycle jacket to impress you but then getting all shy when jae goes is that to impress your s/o
listen,,,he tries so hard and he loves you with so much energy it’s so endearing
teaches you to play some pieces on the piano and gets giddy when you tell him how fun it is
just,,,,just hear me out ok: you’re a rebel with a cause basically and wonpil is a soft angel who wants to make people safe and happy
and you’re like hunched over your laptop reading the news and he’s laying beside you with his book on classical musical history
two people who look like they wouldn’t even be friends are so in love with each other
because you guys are just good people, with good intentions, and love so so so strong that it could change the world
wonpil is sure of that, when you two kiss and it’s like there is still goodness in the world - there’s still love
not to be poetic, but um you’re the moon and he’s the sun and the dynamic is so good
you guys get up to more advocacy stuff together, off campus mostly because wonpil really doesn’t wnat you in trouble
but you also share the straw to your soda and link legs under the table in the cafe while dowoon is like “as long as he isn’t blowing kisses at me,,,,”
more college aus can be found:
day6: jae
by group: bangtan | vixx | got7 | nct | kard | monsta x | seventeen
gg specials: amber | momo | irene
#day6 scenarios#wonpil scenarios#day6 imagines#wonpil imagines#college!au#day6 wonpil scenario#sfw#day6#wonpil#idk how else to tag this again LOL#this 'you' character is the first one with like a solid Personality and idk if that's good or bad but i feel like the message is p important#idk im rambling now because i didnt know what to put in the tag i will go#college day6
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day6 even of day | 07.05.2021
#look at these actors !!!#day6#day6 even of day#day6 comeback#day6 even of day comeback#day6 even of day right through me#day6 youngk#day6 young k#day6 wonpil#day6 dowoon#young k#day6 wonpil scenarios#dowoon#youngk#kang younghyun#day6 kim wonpil#yoon dowoon#day6 young k gifs#day6 youngk gifs#day6 wonpil gifs#day6 dowoon gifs#day6 gifs#day6 even of day gifs#kpop gif set#kpop gifs#*mine
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˗ˏˋ day6 as your boyfriend ˎˊ˗
sungjin:
the responsible boyfriend.
is confident and sweet.
a whole gentleman.
secretly protective and makes sure you're comfortable.
would help you with stuff and work if you needed.
is super understanding and gives you great advice!
likes seeing you smile.
movies dates + will lend you his jacket if you're feeling cold in the theater.
will always drop you home.
sometimes will surprise you with flowers.
gives you space when you need it and is understanding.
loves to compliment you!
knows how to cheer you up when you're having a bad day.
you guys would take weird selfies together, just for fun lol.
you always make fun of his signature pose.
he can't do aeygo, but will sometimes give it a try and fail, while you laugh at his questionable aeygo attempt.
jae:
the playful boyfriend.
makes you smile!
his laugh is super cute.
teases you for being short.
looks adorable in glasses ahhhh.
would love to hold your hand.
sends you memes all the time.
lets you steal his hoodies + ya'll have matching hoodies.
he plays pranks on you, so you, in turn, play pranks on him, so you guys have this point system on pranks.
mostly home dates because you guys are too lazy to dress up and go out, but he plans cute stuff sometimes!
you guys play video games together but you would mostly lose :\
late night calls or sometimes video calls too.
he would tell you that you look pretty without makeup too.
he once tried making pancakes for you but almost burned the house down...so the only thing he can actually cook without killing someone is ramen.
youngk:
the soft but confident boyfriend.
makes you shy because he is hella flirty.
he would drop pick up lines out of nowhere and make you blush shshs.
super protective and holds your hand all the time.
iced americano is his second love.
you don't understand how he can drink that bitter liquid.
loves seeing you smile and being happy!!
you guys have couple rings!!
he's your no one supporter and will celebrate your small achievements.
will steal your phone and leave a bunch of cute selfies for you.
always telling you how pretty you look.
always knows the best places to eat out.
snacks are magically appearing around him.
you guys would cook dinner together sometimes and it would just be so fun and 🙁🙁🙁
movie marathons but you fall asleep in the middle sometimes so he would pull you into his arms and cover you in the blanket, making sure you're warm and comfortable.
wonpil:
the cute boyfriend.
is a whole uwu.
such a softie omg like 🙁🙁🙁💕💕💕
aeygo comes so naturally to him omg literally so adorable.
is sometimes shy and fidgety.
LOVES holding your hand and is sometimes clingy but it's so cute to see and tell me you don't secretly love it.
likes so cuddle so much!!
randomly get's hyper and it's so uwu to see (ashhss pls wonpil on that one asc ep, he was malfunctioning ssjsgjsg what did they feed him but it was soo cute and funny to see)
the type to send you way too many heart emojis in a text but it's wonpil and it's adorable to see. (can you tell this man is my bias wrecker 🙁)
would try and cook for you.
cute café dates.
would buy you small gifts and be so proud of himself.
you guys would take cute selfies together.
he asks you the most random questions sometimes...
dowoon:
he's the uwu boyfriend.
would be shy at first but once he opens up, he's so fun and funny too.
mumbles when he's flustered and his ears are always turning red when he's with you sjsjgs.
he has REALLY strong arms i mean HAVE YOU SEEN HIS ARMS,, HIS BICEPS OMGGJSJGSKJGS
type to make you walk on the inner part of the road or sidewalk.
secretly protective of you in crowded areas and holds your hand.
is very thoughtful and caring!!
plans the sweetest dates.
has the funniest laugh and it's so contagious!
sometimes you guys go on late night snack dates.
he brought you flowers for you on your second date and gave them to you blushing like a tomato sjsngsg.
he would put in the effort to dress up nicely for you.
would video call you and show you his drum practice! he would love to show you what's he practiced and loves seeing your reaction to him play :)
#day6sungjin#day6jae#day6youngk#day6wonpil#day6 dowoon#day6imagine#day6imagines#day6 even of day#day6 scenarios#day6 fluff#day6 imagines#sungjin#youngk#wonpil#dowoon#day6 ot5#day as your boyfriend
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When You Sleepily Lay Down In His Lap ~ Day6 Reaction
Sungjin:
A light chuckle escaped from you as a hand tickled against your waist, your eyes flickering up at Sungjin. “Did I tickle?” He innocently asked as he watched you.
Your eyes rolled at the knowing look that was on Sungjin’s face, “you know exactly what you’re doing, you can never just leave me to close my eyes.”
Sungjin’s shoulders shrugged as he continued to joke around with you, “I just thought you’d like for me to hold onto your waist, keep you still so you don’t fall off of my lap.”
“I won’t fall,” you chuckled, “I’m buried in nice and snug against your lap now.”
“Isn’t it better to just be sure Y/N?”
Your head shook back at Sungjin, “if you keep tickling me then you know that I’ll find a way to get you to pay for it, you’ll regret doing this.”
“You would never be able to get revenge on me,” Sungjin challenged, watching your eyes widen at his suggestion.
“Are you really willing to try me though Sungjin?”
“Maybe I’ll move my hand after all.”
Young K:
A slight hum came from you as fingers tangled in with your hair, tugging against you gently. “Sorry, sorry,” Youngkyun stuttered as he played with your hair.
A chuckle came from you as Youngkyun loosened his grip, twirling your hair around. “I thought you said that it would be cosy for me to lay in your lap?”
Youngkyun’s head shook as you messed with him in reply to his apology. “It is cosy, just when I’m careful with your hair. To be fair, it’s not my fault your hair is so much a mess.”
“Hey,” you gasped, “my hair is definitely not a mess, it’s just a little stressed.”
“Not now I’ve taken care of it though.”
You nodded in agreement with Youngkyun, “I guess laying in your lap has its perks, especially when you decide you want to play with my hair.”
“I was supposed to make you sleepy playing with your hair,” Youngkyun admitted, knowing his clumsiness hadn’t quite managed it.
“Maybe if you’re careful I can get some rest.”
“I promise I’ll be more careful now.”
Wonpil:
Your head shook as Wonpil’s hands tapped into his lap, encouraging you to lay down there. “You’re tired, come and lay in my lap so you can rest Y/N.”
You were still apprehensive as Wonpil took a hold of your hand, “I don’t want to get in your way by laying in your lap, you won’t be able to move your legs.”
As you continued to protest, Wonpil decided to take your hand and pull you down so that you were in his lap. “I wouldn’t offer to let you lay in my lap if I was bothered by it silly.”
“You could just be being nice,” you teased, “you might just feel bad for me.”
“I do feel bad that you’re feeling tired.”
You smiled up at Wonpil as you turned to be able to look up at him, “it’s just been a busy day at work, you should know, you have plenty of those too.”
“So, next time I have a busy day, does that mean that I can rest in your lap too?” He questioned, willing you to nod your head in reply.”
“How badly do you want me to agree to that?”
“Honestly, Y/N, you have no idea.”
Dowoon:
Your smile turned up even higher as an arm draped around your waist, glancing up you met the eyes of Dowoon straight away. “Are you comfortable there?”
Your head nodded straight away as you pulled Dowoon’s arm even tighter around your frame, “it’s always comfortable for me whenever I lay down in your lap.”
A nod of the head came from Dowoon as he continued to watch you closely, “are you sure that I can’t get you a cushion or something to rest your head on, make you even cosier?”
“Then I wouldn’t be laying in your lap,” you joked, “it would be a cushion.”
“You might hurt yourself in my lap.”
Your head shook in response to Dowoon, “if I’m uncomfortable then I promise that I’ll tell you so that you can look after me and cuddle me some more.”
“I don’t need you to be uncomfortable for me to cuddle you,” Dowoon assured you, deciding to snuggle down even closer to you.”
“I think that I could get pretty used to this.”
“I think that I could enjoy this too.”
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13 & 49. We’re In This Together/I Didn’t Ask For Your Help
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[ wonpil x reader ]
word count; 800
genre; fluff
“Hi Y/N!” an annoyingly familiar voice chirped, passing your desk at the front of the classroom. You looked up to see no other than Kim Wonpil.
You rolled your eyes at him, causing him to frown and walk to his desk that was behind yours. This is how your mornings started every single day. Wonpil would happily greet you a good morning and you would ignore him. You don’t even know why you acted this way to him but you both grew up together attending the same schools for years. Yourself and Wonpil were both the top students of the class, so maybe you saw him as competition and envied his academic successes - maybe.
All of the students in your class hastily made their way to their assigned seat once your Physics teacher arrived.
“Okay, for this term the majority of your end of term grade will be determined on a group project that I am assigning. And before you ask, I already have the pairs picked out so you cannot go with your friends, I don’t want to hear any complaint,” your teacher strictly and articulately explained, tone monotonous.
You smiled sadly at Y/F/N since you knew working in a group with your best friend would be easy. You both worked hard and neither one of you was left doing all of the work as well as sharing similar ideas, you never fell out over a group assignment. With your luck, you’d be left with someone who wouldn't do anything.
As your teacher called out more and more names you grew worried since there were only a few students left.
“Kim Wonpil and -“ your teacher began. ‘No… please don’t be me no please-‘ you internally said.
“Y/N.” you Physics teacher finished. You hit your head off your desk and sighed. Immediately, Wonpil leaned over his desk and poked your back.
You reluctantly turned around to face him. He grinned a big smile and waved at you. He obviously knew that his overwhelming enthusiasm and optimism bothers you a little bit. Once Wonpil realised that you were going to get up from your seat, he dragged his chair over and next to your desk.
“With both of us working on the same project, we’ll sure get an A!” he exclaimed, beaming.
You ignored his statement whilst waiting for your teacher to pass out your assignment. You took the sheet from him and thanked him before looking down to read the title of the assignment. Wonpil creaked his neck to peek over your shoulder to read the assignment.
“Do you mind? Give me two seconds and then you can read it, please give me some personal space,” you snapped. He shied away and fell back into his seat. You slid the sheet of paper towards him before pulling your notebook and laptop out of your backpack in order to prepare for making a start on your project.
Once Wonpil had finished studying the title, he turned to look at you.
“Let’s study today! If you're free,” Wonpil announced.
“Yes I am. We can meet at the library once school is over,” you curtly replied, typing on your laptop.
“Or we could go for coffee…” Wonpil trailed, brushing a loose strand of hair away from his forehead.
“No. I mean, no thank you… I just want to get this done with as soon as possible. I focus better in the library anyways…” you replied. You tried to ignore Wonpil’s disheartened expression.
“I want to help you know,” Wonpil said, nodding towards your laptop and the work you had already started without any of his input.
“I didn’t ask for your help,” you replied.
“You’re probably used to doing all of the work in group projects, but so I am. It’s different now that we’re in a group together, okay? I do the work to,” Wonpil assertively said.
You were slightly taken aback by Wonpil’s sudden outburst. You felt a bit guilty at being so rude to him.
“We’re in this together,” Wonpil added, a small smirk on his lips.
You tried to ignore his words but you couldn't help the smile that crept its way onto your lips.
“Fine, we can study and get coffee later then, if you want to that much,” you said. Wonpil’s face lit up as the bell rang indicating that it was time to move onto your next class.
As soon as Wonpil had his bag packed and was at the classrooms door, he turned around and looked at you.
“I’ll meet you by the basketball court after school. And I’ll buy you as much coffee as you want!” he happily stated before grinning and running to his next class.
Maybe Wonpil wasn’t so bad and maybe this project with him could be fun.
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Voiceless
(Wonpil X mermaid!reader headcanon)
Genre: fantasy, slight fluff, angst
Word count: 408
Wonpil was a writer on vacation, writer's block didn't treat him well and he thought getting a well deserved break on Jeju island was the way to go
He spent his time on the beach listening to music and enjoying the view, and occasionally (read frequently) thought if he'll ever be good enough to write a bestseller novel
One day, it started raining and he wasn't fast enough to run back to the hotel and all the taxis had left so he was stuck on the beach. He went under an umbrella and tried to wait out the rain
Suddenly he was something in the restless waves, glimmering under the water. Was it a fish? No, it was too big.
"Mermaid" he murmured, without thinking, he ran to the water to the glimmering tail.
There he found you, trapped in a fishing net struggling to get out. Seeing him for the first time made you panic even further.
"It's okay I won't hurt you" he tried to reassure, but he wasn't sure if you understood him
He pulled away the ends of the net, freeing you enough to swim away. You swam as fast as you could, but you felt conflicted whether to go back again or not
Later, at night, Wonpil came back and the sky was clear with a full moon. He saw you again near the shore, sitting on a boulder
He slowly approached you to not alarm you, however you noticed and quickly hide behind the boulder you were sitting on
"It's okay I won't hurt you" he said for the 2nd time to you, bringing out a necklace of raw pearls he bought that day.
You slowly emerged from behind the boulder and sheepishly took the necklace. "Thank you, for this and earlier"
Slowly you became friends with Wonpil and met every night of his stay in Jeju island.
The more you heard Wonpil talk about himself, the more you felt you didn't belong in his world, but that fact never stop you both to fall for each other
The final night of his stay when Wonpil confessed his feelings to you, you swiftly rejected him, knowing well enough that a love a human isn't meat to last
He left heart broken but with fond memories of you, writing about you whenever he could. He knew no one would believe him but that didn't matter to him. His love for you was true.
A/N: the lack of voiceless inspired fanfics here didn't feel right but university isn't giving me enough time to write a full blown oneshot either so might as well settle for a headcanon. Hope you all like it❣️
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