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mongniel · 3 years

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santa baby

member: ong seongwu genre: fluff, comedy summary: you take your baby cousin to the mall to take a photo with santa only to find out that the mall santa was someone you knew. a/n: hi i know this is super random, but here’s an unfinished scenario i wrote and found in my drafts from idek how long ago..... LMAO ok byeeee

you’re carrying your baby cousin on your back, making your way into the mall. she was beyond excited about seeing santa for the first time. she was five and her parents (your aunt and uncle) had tight schedules during this time of the year. you started babysitting her this year, and she grew an attachment to you.

she’s heard many stories about santa and how he leaves gifts for good people around the world. the last few weeks you’ve witnessed her cleaning up after herself, brushing her teeth after every meal herself, and eating all her veggies. it was a miracle itself that broccoli went down her throat.

“i was a good girl so santa is going to get me the my little pony that i want, right?” she asked you as she hugged your neck even tighter at the thought.

you smiled and nodded, “yup! santa gives gifts to good kids and his elf asked me whether you’ve been good.”

“really? you told him how i ate broccoli right?” she was enthusiastic as her little feet started kicking.

“i told him all about that and how you clean up after playing your toys now,” you told her.

“you’re the best. i love you,” she snuggled against your cheeks before planting at kiss on it.

“i love you too,” you chuckled.

“say what do you want for christmas? does santa know?” she asked you, “you should sit on santa’s lap with me and ask. good people get gifts right? you’re so good! you’re like earth’s angel.”

you laughed even louder. what was she saying? “i’m not earth’s angel, honey,” you told her but she only disagreed even more.

“you have to sit on santa’s lap and tell him what you want. please, for me?” she pouted and gripped onto your shirt, begging you.

you agreed only to get her to stop attempting to choke you with your own shirt, but when santa was in view point, she began jumping up and down on your back. tears almost filled her eyes as she was overwhelmed with so much excitement. she was almost like a fangirl seeing her idol for the first time, a sight you might be seeing when she gets older.

when you put her down, she started running to santa. luckily, santa’s shop wasn’t open for business yet and there wasn’t a line, but it wasn’t good that she was running off on her own. by the time you got to her, her arm was already clinging onto santa’s leg.

“santa! it’s me,” she cheered.

“ho! ho! ho! look who we have here,” santa smiled down at her and picked her up.

“i’m so sorry, san––” you stopped and almost choked when you saw his face when he turned around to look at you, “oh my god?”

what the hell was ong seongwu doing in a santa costume? isn’t he... i don’t know too young looking?

“y/n?” ‘santa’ called your name in his out of character vocals and he quickly caught himself, “i mean, ahem, y/n?”

“wow, y/n! you know santa? i can’t believe this!” she cried out and hugged him even tighter, “i didn’t believe her but you even know their name. i’m so happy.”

“of course. i know all the good boys and girls and all the naughty ones too,” he said as he glanced over to you with a smug look, to which you rolled your eyes at.

seongwu was always like this, making small remarks only to get you annoyed. he’d say it’s not his fault that you were just so easy to tease, because... you were. you don’t know how to react to most of the things he say to you.

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goodnightkisseu · 5 years

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Ong Seongwu - Resentment [Part 2]

Requested By: anonny (“ hi! could i please request an enemies to lovers scenario with seongwoo? i would really appreciate it, thank you!!<3 ”)

Genre: Angst, Enemies to Lovers

Word Count: 3511

Note: And here’s Part 2 to Resentment! Was anyone else ready for them to make up after that first part, because after writing it, I desperately wanted them to be happy ;; This part is a bit longer, but hopefully it’s okay. I hope you all enjoy it, and as always, feel free to let me know what you think! ^^

Enjoy~

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- ashley <3

Though you had initially wished for the two months to end as quickly as possible, now that they were just about up, you wanted quite the opposite. This place had become a haven for you, very different from your regular office, and you weren't quite ready to leave this workspace yet. Honestly, when you first arrived, you thought that you were going to be miserable. You were sure that, much like your other office, people here would also flock to Seongwu, due to his outgoing personality and looks. You thought they would ignore.

But they didn't. On your first day there, they were equally excited to have both of you there. They told you about how their last tools programmer had left them in a bit of a lurch, and they were glad that your team's project was far enough along that they could borrow you both for a bit. They walked you through what they needed, and you were to work with Seongwu on a plan of how best to tackle it all before the end of two months. And, even though Seongwu was there with you the whole time, they never treated you differently. This was how you thought that work was supposed to be, and you were glad this place lived up to that.

Speaking of Seongwu, being around him on the daily, even living with him, hadn't been that bad. It was actually quite bearable. Of course, at first, the two of you had danced around each other, trying not to step on the other's toes with your new living arrangement. The company put you up in a small apartment complex near the work site. This made it easy to walk to and from work, saving you both the awkward car rides. It was quaint, the only downside was that the small studio apartment lacked room for two beds further than three feet apart. This always put the two of you near one another. It took some time to adjust to having another person in your living space. Small things like nightly routines and morning routines had been a bit rough at first. But after the first week, you both learned how to steer clear of each other. Hell, you even went so far as to leave for the office at different times.

Yet, some time in the middle of your second week rooming together, things began to change. It had started when Seongwu asked if you wanted to go and get coffee with him before heading off to work. You were exhausted and needed your coffee that day to keep yourself going, so you didn't decline his offer. And that was how you started spending more time with him. You would go to get coffee together on most days. Coffee became lunch, and soon, you were even spending your evenings at home together. No longer did you ignore each other, typing away on your laptops. You'd plan dinners together, catch up on shows that you both watched.

Though you had been apprehensive at first, thinking that he was just doing this to get more dirt on you, you soon realized it wasn't the case. He actually wanted your company. Slowly, you learned more about Seongwu, though not to the point of knowing his entire life story. You did learn of his hobbies though, what he did on weekends. He learned the same about you. Within a couple of weeks, you were speaking comfortably with each other, something that never would have happened at your office back home. You would ask each other for advice, for suggestions, and having this newfound comradery with him was something you didn't want to leave behind.

The frequency in which you spoke of Seongwu to Jongin didn't go unnoticed. The male had teased you that your crush was back in full swing, and you had vehemently denied it... at first. Yet, as he started to pick out how this was the age-old, 'falling in love with your enemy' trope, you had a hard time believing that it wasn't true. You had found Seongwu handsome from the beginning. Even when he had been picking on you, you tried to find the good in him. Now that he was so kind to you, you felt those feelings come back. However, you knew that a change like this wasn't enough to really show he was different. And... well, he was out of your league. Girls like Yena were more his speed.

On a whim, you tried to drop some hints here and there to gauge his interest towards you. He seemed to humor you, but it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. You felt like that was all there was to say on the matter. You may have liked him, but there didn't seem to be any signals on his end.

Still, this didn't stop you from noticing things about him, from falling for him more. You found his little quirks cute. Like the way, he would furiously blink when he was confused or trying to focus on something. Or the way his tongue would slip past his lips when he was buried in concentration. The way he'd smile at you when you came back with his mid-day coffee. They were little things, and as a girl that lived mostly through dramas and manga, they made your heart flutter.

On your last day, the office threw a party for the two of you. They wanted to send you off with a massive celebration... as well as an excuse to drink. The party had started off at the office but moved to a nearby restaurant when the team got hungry and needed something to eat. You were seated across from Seongwu, who was having a great time chatting with your coworkers. You did much the same, your eyes making contact periodically with Seongwu. And halfway through the night, with more than enough alcohol in you, you realized something. When the two of you left in the morning, when you headed back to your actual jobs, the chances of Seongwu treating you as an equal... felt low. Once he was in a place where people loved him, respected him more than you, he'd probably just go back to treating you terribly.

The thought was fleeting, but it had always been in the back of your mind, now only brought to the forefront thanks to some alcohol. You knew that a significant change like the one between the two of you wasn't meant to last, but you also didn't want to think that Seongwu was putting on an act either. Still, even in telling yourself that, you started to doubt this friendship you had with him. It made you uneasy that night, and you had never wanted sleep to last for longer than you did that night.

The pair of you woke up at a decent hour the next morning, though alcohol and a slight hangover definitely made mobilizing stressful that morning. You were now in the car, on your way back, but Seongwu couldn't quite shake how eerily quiet you had been. You had been pretty open with him during your time together. You even went so far as to read to him memes or stupid little posts you found online. But on your way home from the party last night, you had been a bit closed off. He figured that you were just a bit too tipsy, leading to the lack of conversation, but now that the only thing that filled the void between you was the music from his playlist, he knew something was up. At first, Seongwu wanted to give you time, time to open up to him yourself, but the silence was excruciating, so he spoke first.

"So, are you going to tell me what's wrong, or do I have to weasel it out of you?" Seongwu stated, eyes momentarily looking at you while the two of you sat at a red light. Your body stiffened slightly, surprised by his sudden declaration. In the time that you had spent together, he had learned to read you like an open book, and it was now clear as day to him that something was indeed wrong.

"N-nothing-" you started, but when you saw the pointed look he gave you, you knew that Seongwu didn't believe you. Were you that easy to decipher now? You knew that you had significantly let your guard down around him, but did he know that much already? And if he did, was there any point in hiding it? Probably not. "You... you're going to find it silly..."

"Why don't you try me. We've lived together for two months now. I think I know when something is silly versus when it's a real concern to you. I promise, I won't make fun of you," Seongwu vowed, giving you a smile in hopes that you would reveal to him what was bothering you. His eyes were back on the road as he drove, but you knew he was listening, and gently you bit your lip.

For a moment, you had considered lying to Seongwu, saying that there was something up in your friendship with Jongin, but you had a feeling he would see right through that. Seongwu was extremely smart, his outward appearance aside. He would see right through it. And part of you thought, maybe if you told him what bothered you, if you were honest, perhaps the two of you could officially clear the air. Maybe you were worrying about nothing after all.

"Are we... are we going to go back to the way things were when we return to work?" you asked quietly, eyes trained on your lap. Though you wanted to clear everything up, you couldn't bring yourself to look at him.

"What do you mean?" he inquired, confusion evident in his voice.

"Seongwu, you've been extremely kind to me throughout this entire trip. We got to know each other, we spent a lot of time together. But, even I know that people's relationships don't change this quickly," you started, finding it within yourself to explain the situation fully. "We're adults after all. We can't just go from hating each other to being the best of friends in only two months. I couldn't really be a person that you would be interested in being around for the long term. You can tell me that, you know. I'll understand."

Seongwu refrained from showing any type of emotion on his face. But it wasn't because he felt like he was caught in an act. But instead, he felt guilty. He had a feeling that you might have thought he had ill intentions this entire time. He supposed it was the time that he was straight with you as well. "Can I be honest with you?" he asked.

"I've got nowhere to go, Seongwu. I'm stuck in this car with you for the next five hours. If you've got something to say, this may be the best time to do so." Your words came off as a joke, but you weren't wrong. Where could you go?

The smallest smile formed on Seongwu's lips, knowing that he now had the floor, and he had to do his best to be clear, concise, and not screw this up. "When I first heard from my lead that my transfer was going through, I was beyond excited. I liked my team a lot, and they were amicable people, but many of them were set in their ways. Even if there were a solution for what they were working on, they would often choose the traditional way, the long form of doing it to ensure accuracy. This isn't bad as long as time allows for it, but it didn't leave me with much of a job. I wasn't innovative. Conversely, I had heard of some of the innovative techniques that you were applying in your project, and since it was fairly new, I thought it could be a place for me to also make my mark, do something I would be proud of."

"I had asked a lot of people on my team about you, people that had worked with you in the past, and they couldn't stop singing their praises about how kind and fair you were. And after I met you, you definitely lived up to those expectations," he said with a chuckle. "You were knowledgable in the few times we talked, and I was looking forward to working with you. However, I was overeager to show the team what I could do, and I was also overeager to fit in."

Seongwu let out a gentle sigh before he continued. "I spent a lot of time talking to some of the people that had some pull, and they really liked my ideas. I was excited, but when I heard them talk about how you hadn't started implementing these things, listening to them wonder what you were working on instead, it struck a chord with me. I thought it didn't sound right, but the more they spoke about it, the more I believed it. I didn't know about the social climate of the team. I didn't realize that everyone, though they worked well together, was also rather cliquey."

"When those teammates spoke badly of you, I took it to be a known fact. I didn't think it was just because they were upset with you for not going out with them. Or that they had said all of those terrible things to you. So I took on teasing you like they teased you, thinking that it was familiar. I didn't know about those other things. I should have known my words were too much, but I got to the point where I couldn't stop. We became hostile towards each other, and I didn't mean for that to happen," he admitted, seemingly uncomfortable now.

"So, when we were supposed to work together off-site, I couldn't help but be a bit worried. What if you didn't pull your weight? Or what if we didn't give a good impression because we were too busy arguing? But then, I saw you working with everyone. I saw you doing your job in the ways that everyone said you hadn't demonstrated. The more I saw this side of you, the more I realized I was wrongly informed. I treated you poorly when I should have reassessed our situation at our office. So I made an effort to make it up to you while we were here. I know it doesn't make up for all of that time I was an ass to you. I know I'm a jerk, but I do want to work with you. Though, after hearing this, you probably just think I'm crazy," he said with a dry chuckle.

Your brain did its best to follow Seongwu's thinking. He was definitely in the wrong, in your opinion, but you also knew where he was coming from. Your team did have a lot of cliques. Everyone was often fighting for the limited hiring resources, and that didn't necessarily mean everyone was your friend, unfortunately. Seongwu had tried to navigate that social climate in the best way he could. He chose the simplest route so you couldn't blame him. It did hurt to know that they thought those things of you, and that, for a bit, so did Seongwu. "I don't think you're crazy. I understand what you were thinking..."

"You know you can just call me an asshole, right? I know you've done so before. I've heard you," he teased gently. "Truly though, I am sorry for the way I treated you. It was wrong of me."

"I don't think you deserve that in this case," you told him. "I do accept your apology to a degree, but it's a lot to take in at once."

"And I understand that. So it's okay if you end up not accepting my apology at all after you work through all of the information I just told you. But, there's also a bit more..."

"There's more? Seongwu, if you keep spilling your guts to me like this, I think we'll need an official counseling session," you shot back, hearing him chuckle. You knew that he was glad that you could still make a joke after all of that. He knew you were trying.

"I like you."

"I know. You've been trying to make up for all of that these last two months. We can't be instant friends or something, but we can try working it out."

"No, I actually like you. As in I have feelings for you. I realized I did when I got upset by how much you were talking to Jongin during our off-site work. I got jealous," Seongwu confessed. "Look, don't make this awkward okay. I know you feel the same. I got the hints... I just, I didn't know how you'd react after finding out why I've been treating you so terribly..."

So your hints weren't ignored after all. "You're the one that made it awkward confessing to me like this, Seongwu. I don't think I know how to respond to that right now."

"And you don't have to. I wanted you to know because I wanted to be honest with you about everything that's been going on between us. Even if I'm not smooth about it. Even if it is awkward, I just needed you to know. Take some time to think about it, alright? You don't need to make up your mind right now," he reassured you. He saw you gently nod as the conversation slowly came to an end...

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"So, I noticed that some of your old friends don't stop by anymore," you pointed out as you finished typing up one of your task summaries before closing it out. "Not only that, but Yena has been coming to me for all of her tools questions. What did you do, Ong Seongwu?" you teased turning around in your chair to look at the male next to you.

He chuckled, the action as attractive as ever, as he looked up from his own keyboard. "Honestly, I think part of the problem is that I started dating you five months ago, but I wouldn't say that too loudly. Some people might think that I'm calling them out," he replied, getting one of your smaller plushies lightly thrown at his arm.

After that car ride back, where the two of you had thrown everything out in the open, things had gotten a bit awkward. Seongwu continued to be kind towards you, much to the confusion of all of his friends, and you were just... uneasy. There was suddenly a lot of attention to you, and you weren't sure if you liked that.

There was one thing that you both noticed when you got back, however. You missed each other's company. You had spent so much time together for those two months you were away, to suddenly not be stuck to each other, to not be living together, it felt weird. You were the first one to bring this up with Seongwu, and though you thought that he might reject the idea of hanging out again, he didn't. The more time you spent together, the more apparent that it became that it was more than just each other's company that you enjoyed. And though it was awkward, as everything between the two of you seemed to be, you started dating.

"Don't blame this on me, mister. You brought this on yourself," you retorted.

"Maybe I did. But you know what I know is your fault?" Seongwu asked, watching as you gave him a quizzical look. Your boyfriend leaned down and dramatically pointed to the top of his head. "The bump that I got when you threw that plushie at my head the first time. It was there for days! I accept apologies in the form of kisses, by the way."

You scoffed. "First of all, that was almost eight months ago. Second of all, it was a plushie, you silly man. It isn't going to leave a mark. And if I'm to be honest, you deserved it back then!"

Seongwu lifted his head, the most massive pout forming on his lips. "I did not deserve it!"

"You did! Do I have to remind you how much of an ass you were?"

"You don't! I made up for that. Now kiss me and apologize for this!"

"I will not!"

The pout on Seongwu's lips only threatened to grow as he looked at you, knowing that you couldn't resist his puppy dog eyes. But when it seemed like it wasn't going to work, he was about to protest, only to have you lean in and give him a quick peck on the lips, leaving him speechless. Your relationship wasn't like the ones that came out of the dramas you watched or the manga you read, but in a way, you found the person that was best suited for you...

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youngjae-sohn · 5 years

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new rules

→ cast: seongwoo; jisoo; you

→ word count: 1,149

→ genres: angst; romance; mentions of cheating

→ a/n: guess who finally decided to edit this and post again!

there is no a single thing in the world you would trade for your friendship with seongwoo

actually, that’s a lie

you’d sell your soul to the devil to be his girlfriend and not his girl (space) friend

you don’t want to be his second option either, but it’s hard to ignore him when he’s drunk calling you at one in the morning, begging you to pick him up from the bar a few blocks away from your apartment

you also can’t seem to find the heart to remove the hand he has around your waist when you help him upstairs

it’s also really difficult to stop him from pulling you into his embrace when you go to grab blankets so he can crash on your couch for the night

the hardest thing to resist?

the way he looks at you when you pull away from him

scratch that

it’s how he pulls you back towards him and kisses you even though you know it’s because he’s drunk and hurt because he fought with his girlfriend

how his hands rest on your hips as he kisses your collarbones

how he lifts you up after making out with you for a few minutes and carries you to your bed

you think to yourself that one day, he’ll break up with his girlfriend and choose you because of how you’ve always been there for him, but it never happens

seongwoo never breaks up with haneul, but he doesn’t stop seeing you either

it sucks

the pain you feel in your heart when seongwoo leaves you the morning after before you wake up

seeing him wander the streets with haneul when she’s in town, his hand in hers; when you run into the two of them, seongwoo greets you as only a friend, which makes you grip your shopping bags tighter and force a smile at the couple

how you always tell him you love him when he’s at your place, but he never says it back, or just says “i know” or gives you a brief “yeah”

it knocks some sense into you, how he’s never told you that he’s loved you or even hinted that he had feelings for you

“seongwoo, don’t you feel bad lying to her?” you ask him one day

you want to hear a “no,” because that gives you a sort of confirmation that he doesn’t love her as much as he used to

instead, he doesn’t reply and continues to button up his shirt

“ong seongwoo!” you shout, causing him to flinch and stop dressing

you get out of the bed and grab his hands, tilting your head up at seongwoo and looking him straight in the eye

“pick,” you say in the most stable voice you can manage

“y/n don’t do this,” he sighs

you stay in place, your gaze unwavering

“seongwoo, it’s me or her. you can’t keep lying to haneul and you can’t keep playing with my feelings. i want an answer.”

seongwoo doesn’t say anything and avoids looking into your eyes because he knows that if he did, he’d feel bad about what he put you through

“get out,” your order when you realize he’s not going to reply

your voice cracks, and he turns around to see tears threatening to spill

seongwoo gingerly reaches out to try and wipe them away; he hates seeing you cry

how ironic that it’s because of him you’re shedding tears all the time

you swat his hands away and point to the door

“ong seongwoo, get out of my house before i tell haneul what’s really been going on,” you threaten

he considers pulling you towards him and kissing you like he always does, but he sees how your arms are crossed and how you’re not looking at him anymore

you really don’t want to see him

all he can do is grab his jacket off the dining chair and see himself out of your apartment

unfortunately, old habits die hard

your phone doesn’t receive any calls from seongwoo for a few days, but at around ten o’clock on saturday, you get a call from him when you’re out with a friend from your econ class

you automatically decline when you see his name and shove your phone back into your pocket

“you’re not going to answer that?” jisoo asks

you shake your head

“it was just a spam call,” you assure him. “let’s head to the theater before all the good seats are taken.”

jisoo nods and casually grabs your hand before continuing like nothing just happened

you’re a blushing mess as the two of you walk hand in hand for the next seven blocks

the next time you run into seongwoo is when you’re getting ready for a “friendly outing” with jisoo

that’s what he called it, but everyone who overheard him asking you out to dinner knew that it was a date

you were sitting in front of your vanity, applying lip tint, when the doorbell rings multiple times

you open the door, thinking that it’s jisoo coming to pick you up, but the smile you had on your face drops when you see seongwoo standing there instead

“y/n she dumped me,” is all he says before he steps towards you, his arms stretching out for a hug

you place your hands in front of you and push him away, which elicits a small frown from him

you scoff the moment you smell the soju on him

he’s only here because he drank, just like every other time he’s been to your place

seongwoo has never chosen you over haneul when he was sober

“seongwoo, go home. i have to be somewhere.” you try and usher him through the door, but for some reason, he’s a lot harder to push out this time

“are you going on a date with jisoo?” he asks as his thumb brushes over your lips

you open your mouth to reply, but before you can, he’s pulled off of you by jisoo, who had just arrived at your doorstep

“yeah, she is. so if you’ll excuse the two of us, we have a reservation to get to.”

you glance up at seongwoo and he looks absolutely broken

there’s that familiar pang in your chest, but you force yourself to ignore it and step towards jisoo after shutting your door

you turn to face seongwoo one last time

“please don’t come back here again. we aren’t friends anymore seongwoo”

those five words hurt seongwoo more than being dumped by haneul

when he gets home, he lays in bed and stares at the picture the two of you took during your high school graduation

he wipes his tears away before setting down his phone and letting out a sigh

“im a fucking dumbass”

seongwoo was in love with you, and now he couldn’t do anything about it

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hime-hana · 5 years

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ONG SEONGWOO ❃ DADDY ❃A TO Z SERIES

A = Announcement.- How do you tell him and the world that you’re expecting?

With Seongwoo you are going to do something fun like you fill the whole bedroom with colored ballons and hiding in one of them a small note which says “Guess what? We’re expecting!”. I think he will want the same funny approach to telling your friends, but maybe pick a more classic one for your parents.

B = Books.- Did he read the books?

I feel like Seongwoo will try and maybe get something like “Pregnancy made fun for Dad Dummies” with lots of pictures which explain everything in detail. It won’t last very long though.

C = Cuddles.- Who cuddles the baby more?

You both do it just as much, but there are times when he steals the baby from you and then runs around the house while you yell his name. He loves him too much to share him.

D = Daddy.- His reaction to being called Daddy and it setting in.

So freaking excited! He will yell and squeal and maybe scare the baby, but it’s so damn worth it because it will be everything he ever wanted. He will record your baby saying it and show it off all the time.

E = Empty.- Who goes to the store when you guys run out of supplies?

Rock paper scissors and if he loses he just grumbles as he takes the keys. He will probably spend another 15 minutes saying goodbye to your son and kissing him all over before you basically have to drag him out of the house.

F = Feeding time- Who does feeding time?

Usually it’s you, but he helps when the baby is being difficult and you need someone to distract him and do silly faces.

G = Grumpy baby. - Who is better at dealing with a grumpy baby?

Probably Seongwoo considering he usually is the one to make your baby laugh and forget about the tears.

H = How?- how many kids does he want?

I think one would be enough at first, depending whether you want more or not, he will discuss it with you.

J = Jokes.- best dad joke?

Something to match his personality to be honest, a little sassy and fun. “Dad, can you put my shoes on?” “No, I don't think they'll fit me.”

K = Kisses.- His favorite place to kiss the baby.

Everywhere. It honestly doesn’t matter, he will kiss him everywhere, but especially on his feet cause they are so small and cute and it also tickles and he loves making your baby laugh.

L = Little.- How he feels when he holds the baby for the first time.

Scared, but tries to play it off cool. He is all smiling and probably quite amazed at how well it resembles him, will have a hard time letting go afterwards.

M = Mommy.- what does he call you?

Your name, sweetheart, baby or when he wants to be playful he will call you mommy along your child and then act all cute when you walk in the room.

N = Nappies.- who deals with the really bad ones?

Seongwoo would always hide when it comes to this so you had to make a schedule for it which he usually doesn’t stick to it and leaves you to do them. He will make it up to you one way or another.

O = Onesies- Who likes to dress the baby in ridiculous outfits?

You know those pictures with babies left home alone with their dads and the mom comes back to find him dressed as a pirate with a moustache drawn with a black marker? Yeah, that’s totally Seongwoo.

P = Pet names- names he calls the baby.

Literally every single pet name he can think of and any baby animal names which he thinks are incredibly cute.

Q = Questions.- How many questions does he ask the nurse?

A few and too fast so the nurse barely has any time to answer before he asks another completely unrelated one.

R = Rely- what is the biggest thing you rely on each other for?

Becoming parents is something so new to both of you, I think he will always come to you whenever he notices something is wrong with the baby and always cheers you up when he sees you being extra tired or grumpy from the lack of sleep.

S = Sleep duty. - who gets up when it’s really late at night?

Usually it’s you since Seongwoo is not home all the time, but whenever he is he tries to take care of it too and kisses your palm while he says he will do it this time.

T = Trepidation.- fears as a new parent.

His biggest fear is your baby not liking him. I mean with a parent like Seongwoo that would never happen, but he still thinks what if his jokes are too much and his child ends up hating him or what if he turns out rebellious and he won’t be able to stray him back to the right path.

U = Ultra sounds.- His reactions to the ultrasounds.

More excited than you to be honest, if that is possible. He will stare at it in awe and giggle everytime the doctor tells him that’s his baby and he will soon be able to hold him.

V = Values.- what is the most important value he wants to teach your child.

Living his life without regrets; Seongwoo would be the type of parents to support your child in everything and also point out a few extra routes in case your son may find them interesting.

W = Water.- Who gives the babe the bath

Both of you. One of them bathes the baby while the other one plays with him making him laugh and forget about the annoying hair washing which your child always hates.

X = X-mas- what do you guys plan for the holidays?

I think when you’re baby will be a little grown you would take lots of family trips for the holidays, until then time spent with the family and your friends and their babies is the best.

Y = Yelling.- How many fights do the two of you get in?

Nothing too serious, other than Seongwoo running from the diapers like it’s plague and you getting a little annoyed by it, everything runs smoothly in your house.

Z = Zoo- How crazy is the house after the birth?

It’s really messy, that’s for sure and Seongwoo will probably be running around every morning looking for his socks and yelling at your from the bathroom if you put them in the fridge again by mistake.

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radiantbaekhyun · 6 years

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bambyeol · 6 years

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Diss Band (p.1)

a two-part fic pairing/s: drummer! ong seongwoo x oc

character/s: ong seongwoo, park woojin

genre: fluff, music (band)

summary: ong seongwoo goes to get his drum repaired only to find a girl ranting about their band - BAM .

warning : a side story of This Band (could stand alone)

Diss Band (final)

reference : This Band p.8

“Person with the most fingers down by the end of the game should give us a consequence.”

“First! Seongwoo-hyung, never have I ever had to flirt with a lady to get my drums repaired for free.”

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The Underground seemed to be one of those places that looked increasingly better as it aged. Its rugged look, the walls thick with posters of their past performers and the doors looking like a canvas to multiple graffiti works, gave it a hip vibe that was appropriate for the audience that regularly fills this dimly-lit place to the brim.

However, the past few weeks brought significantly fewer people to the known hangout, with it being the official rehearsal venue for BAM’s Reunion. The owner so graciously offered a discount, knowing that the mere fact it was being used by BAM for their historic reunion would bring in more customers afterwards.

Ong Seongwoo now sits alone in the far front of the Underground a few minutes after they concluded their rehearsal for the day. His drumsticks propped on both of his ears as he looks at his phone, an urgent look on his sharp features.

“They just really had to break on me,” he muttered under his breath as he continuously scrolls through the search engine, glancing at the broken part of his pedal.

“Hyung, are you coming with us?” Woojin calls from the door, ready to leave with the rest of the band.

“You guys go ahead. I need to get my drumset fixed,” he said with a grunt without looking up from his phone, pointing to the loose pedal of the bass. “There’s gotta be a repair shop that’s open around the clock right?”

“I’m sure Hyuk-hyung’s shop is still open around this time.” Woojin suggests, glancing at his wristwatch.

“Ah, right! Why didn’t I think of that?” Seongwoo stands up abruptly, causing his drumsticks to topple onto the floor.

“Ey, hyung. Take it easy, you still have tomorrow.”

“And what? Listen to Sungwoon nag at me for being a delay?” Seongwoo replies as he collects his belongings and the broken parts of his drum set. “No, thank you.” he jogs to the door, overtaking Woojin who just laughed and shook his head at the older male, understanding the reasoning behind his panic.

“Don’t wait up for me!”

“We won’t!”

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At the repair shop a few blocks away, a young part-timer struggles to stay awake through her job. It was her first midnight shift; the multiple coffee cans and the buzz of the television in front of her were the only things keeping her up.

“Can we close up? Who even goes to a repair shop at midnight...” she rubs her eyes and stretches in her chair as she addresses her brother who was strumming away at the backroom of the shop.

“Yeonrin-ah, most gigs are at night,” he explains. “Who knows if there ends up being a musician or two who needs us to their rescue.”

“Oh look here’s one now.”

Yeonrin straightens up at the sound of the door chimes and whips her head towards the direction of the sweat-stained man with a soft smile and comely features. He reminds her of a vampire, and she strangely thought that must have been the reason he enters the shop at such an ungodly hour.

“Is Hyuk around?”

She shakes her head. “Do you need any fixing?” she inquires, observing his whole stance and eyes landing on his drumming fingers on the tabletop with changing rhythm. He’s skilled. She notes. “On your drums?”

That stops him from finger drumming, and he whistles with awe. He leans on the counter, forearms atop and crossed. “Whoa, how’d you know that?”

He tilts his head, lighting accentuating his sharp features. Their distance makes her breathe his smell. Aqua mist. Strange. He smells clean and fresh, contrary to his look.

“Oh. Just because,” she trails off and raises her forefinger, “Black shirt - too thin for this weather. Rugged look. Rhythmic tics on the counter and,”

He raises an eyebrow with expectation. Ong Seongwoo is getting hooked on the girl’s careful analysis, “And?”

She blurts out her frankness leaning on the countertop too to mirror his stance, “An insufferable character. At least for me.”

He snickers and slaps his forehead with his palm . Seongwoo totally thought she’s about to drop a pick-up line or two. “Insufferable character? Now that’s the first time someone has ever said that to me,” he continues to stifle his laugh.

“See. That’s what I mean. Drummers tend to show off. “ she remains unfazed.

“Yeonrin, be nice!” her brother calls warningly from the back room. She just rolls her eyes and turns to Seongwoo with a fresh and accommodating expression as if the girl who welcomed him poorly just a few seconds ago was a completely different person.

“Anyway, is your repair urgent?”

Seongwoo doesn’t reply for a few moments, he shakes his head and smirks as if catching himself in deep thought. “Yeah. I’ll need it by tomorrow actua--”

“I’ll call Hyuk oppa over. He’ll be here in a few. Sit down please.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Seongwoo bows, his cheeks still stretched with a smile of interest. He walks backward to the chair in front of the multitude of instruments hung around the shop.

BAM’s ‘The Reunion’ garners all the top spots in today’s trends

The midnight entertainment news’ low buzz still fills the place by the moment Seongwoo was comfortably seated. In an attempt to strike up a conversation, he threw in a comment about the headline. “That’s still on the news, huh?” and to his surprise, Yeonrin apparently had a lot to say about the famous band.

“I don’t get this hype over BAM. What does BAM even mean?” she said with a disapproving look.

“Beats and melody. 불안에마음.” Curious as to where this conversation was going to go and concluding that she does not recognize him from anywhere, the mischievous Ong Seongwoo leaned forward, his elbows prodded on top of his knees. “Not fond of them?”

She shrugs. “I don’t know. It just seems like they’re over-hyped. Even the buses are covered with their ‘coming soon’ posters, or whatever those are.”

“Have you tried listening to their music?”

Seongwoo was growing more and more amused by the second. Here was a girl who had not a single idea that he was a member of the very band she was blatantly judging. From who else can he hear such objective critique, right? He figured it was like an undercover evaluation.

“It’s probably just the same old lyrics. Repetitive melody. That might be why the public is into them.” she assesses, eyes turned away from the screen. Seongwoo’s eyebrows move to signal her to continue. “Seems like everybody blew up when they announced that reunion. Do you know how packed this shop was that day? Extremely packed. People see them on the TV and they just flock like birds.” she chucked her thumb to the screen now behind her and rolled her eyes.

Seongwoo was about to chime in, ready with his good-natured defenses but he figured he’d let her finish, letting the girl spill out her endless train of thought for nearly fifteen minutes. She talked about her schoolmates and how invested they were with the said group and how it was almost all they talk about. Yeonrin mentioned the recent controversies, saying they were publicity stunts. At one point, she even hummed a familiar tune from the radio, ranting about how many times a day they played that one song and how it is inevitably stuck in her head, to her annoyance.

It was funny how people claim not to be fond of a particular subject and yet know so much about them. However, instead of becoming offended, Seongwoo laughed at some of her comments, feigning agreement with some of them and even dissing some members here and there, to Yeonrin’s entertainment.

“I heard the lead vocalist doesn’t shower. But their drummer has got game.”

“Yeah right. You’re being biased.”

Seongwoo laughed uncontrollably at this comment, almost falling off his chair.

“It’s true! Their drummer makes sick beats.” he slaps his thighs, trying to contain the rest of his laughter.

“What?” Yeonrin glared at his overreaction. At this point Seongwoo was wiping the tears from his eyes brought by bout of laughter that just passed.

“You know, you’ll probably like their music if you try to listen to the rest of their songs besides that one that’s always on the radio.”

“Eh.” she shrugged. “How great could it possibly be? Don’t get me wrong, if you’re a fan, that’s great I guess.”

“Your call.” Seongwoo stood up and approached the counter once again. “You’re the one missing out on our hard work.”

“Our--” Yeonrin was cut off by the sound of the door chimes and a tall, lean man, who was sporting a stubble and a cap, walked in.

“Seongwoo-yah!”

“Hyuk-hyung!”

The two men quickly greeted each other with a hug and fist bump, the older male patting Seongwoo’s shoulders like a brother would.

“How’s our star drummer doing? Is BAM in prime condition for the reunion?”

“BAM? Drummer?” Yeonrin connected the dots in her head and pointed a weak finger at Seongwoo who had a wide smile on his face, obviously enjoying her current predicament.

“Uh-huh. You didn’t tell me Seongwoo was the one who needed the repair, Yeonrin.” Hyuk turned to the counter, his hands on his hips.

“I.....didn’t know.” Yeonrin sunk into her seat, eventually crouching down and slowly making her way to the back room in her daze and embarrassment, and to the confusion of her boss.

Seongwoo just restrained a smile.

“Thanks, Hyuk-hyung.” After almost an hour, the two returned to the shop after the repairs have been done in the Underground itself. “I wouldn’t have remembered you were open for 24 hours if Woojin didn’t remind me.”

“Ey. Don’t mention it. This is exactly the reason why we decided to have a midnight shift.” Hyuk stepped in the shop followed by Seongwoo who looked around subtly for a certain part-timer.

“Where do I pay?” Seongwoo asked.

“Over th-- Yeonrin?”

“Yes, boss?” a muffled voice from the back room resounded.

“Come out here and take care of Seongwoo’s payment. I’ll be leaving.”

Laughter from Yeonrin’s brother, who was already made aware of the situation with Yeonrin’s frantic storytelling, was heard followed by a scuffling sound and an “Ow!”

“I’ll be right out!”

Upon hearing the girl’s response, Hyuk bid goodbye to the younger male and left the shop premises.

When Seongwoo turned back, Yeonrin was still in the doorway of the backroom with a calculating expression on her face. “So…”

Seongwoo raised his eyebrows, waiting. “Is it too late for introductions?” he teased.

“...this is awkward.” Yeonrin rushed to the cash register without making eye-contact with the customer who was ready to poke some fun.

She prepared his receipt in silence until, with both palms on the counter, she finally mustered the courage to speak. “I feel really bad for everything I blurted out. I could be very judgmental, sometimes…”

“I found it very amusing.” Seongwoo had his arms crossed in front of him, a habit he seemed to have whenever he was even remotely entertained. “Thanks for the feedback, anyways.”

Yeonrin face-palmed at the boy’s successful attempts at deepening her embarrassment. “I’ll pay for your repair, if that makes up for my mean chatter...”

"Not enough."

"Not enough?!" Yeonrin’s eye bulged out of their sockets. She thought the man was going to take advantage of this chance to get a new drum set, something she would not think twice about cursing him for. “You know I’m just a student in university, right? I only work part-time and I--”

"My ego got wounded, you know. Need that to perform. Listen to our songs and I’ll have that confidence back again." Seongwoo tried to haggle with her as if they were talking about currency and not human emotion.

“Seems like you didn’t lose it anyway…” Yeonrin whispered through gritted teeth. “Fine.” She grabbed her phone from the countertop, scrolled and clicked repeatedly until she showed Seongwoo the screen and clicked ‘follow’ on BAMs streaming site. “I’ll get to it. Happy?”

“Very.” he put up both thumbs. “You’re welcome in advance.” Seongwoo winked at her before leaving the shop with a bounce to his step, leaving a baffled Yeonrin to figure out the strangeness of the recent encounter.

Usually, when people come across celebrities, they would immediately post their encounter on their SNS accounts, and how they were star-struck, lucky even to come across a star on a very normal day.

She’s no different if it was a normal encounter, except this time around it wasn’t. It was a rather unpleasant encounter. The worst meeting one could possibly arrange. She blamed her unneeded opinions.

To make up for it, she fulfilled her promise of listening to their songs, no matter how much it stroked her pride wrongly.

She liked their songs upon giving it a try, but she isn’t about to chase Ong Seongwoo just for him to give his satisfied smirk, and she’s content with just being another anti-BAM (no matter how sparse those people are) in his eyes. She completed the end of her deal, so she really shouldn’t feel a little bit guilty about the vicious words she uttered right to his face.

The door chimes in again at such an ungodly hour -- a deja vu. Right, then he’ll enter with his confidence. She takes a peek on the doorway, finding Seongwoo striding in with a smirk on his face just how she pictured it. A vague feeling sets in that it wouldn’t be their last meeting.

“Broke your drum again?” she greets condescendingly. He hums in return, dragging the stool positioned at the far edge of the counter right in front of the cashier.

“If yes, does the free drum repair still stand?” He rests his elbows on the counter, chin resting on the back of his hand.

“Suck it. That was deducted from my salary. “ she huffs out and shooes him away as if any other customer would actually enter in that hour, a quarter past 12. “I already listened to your songs. And I doubt you’re back to get your drum repaired. So?”

“I need visual evidence.” he brings out his iPhone X, rests it beside the cashier and plugs the earphones on the jack. She sighs and takes the earphones, but Seongwoo grabs the other pair, inserting it to his ear. He smiles innocently, nudging her to press the play button already.

“I needed sound evidence as well.” She rolls her eyes.

“We could have just played it on speaker.”

“Clearly, you don’t understand the charm of Bose earphones. It does wonders.” he says as a matter-of-fact, fingers flicking airily, chin raised and eyes fluttering coyly imitating that of a connoisseur.

She had the intense urge to smack Ong Seongwoo right there and then, to hell be his Bose earphones and Iphone X. “So does that mean you need some auxiliary for your band’s music?” she strikes back, a little proud over her reply.

“Maybe your ears might miss out on our awesomeness. Woojin’s bass is insane, something speakers can’t finely deliver.”

Mentally, she nods in agreement. She experimented on listening under different platforms, but she isn’t entertaining the idea of feeding Seongwoo’s already large ego.

Seongwoo scoots closer to not overly stretch the earphones cable. Once again, aqua mist. She likes his smell, and it distracts her from fully listening. Thankfully the earphones really did wonders, bringing out the music’s color better.

Seongwoo hums along, using the wooden countertop as his makeshift drums and some other paraphernalia that he found sitting -- a metallic tumbler, two ballpens and a lost triangle.

He makes it a duty to present Yeonrin his favorite songs, skipping along some tracks because they don’t have enough time to actually go through the whole discography.

Close to two and a half hours later, and a sore ear, Seongwoo finally closes his phone and unplugs the earphones. Pushing his phone to his back pocket, he tilts his head to Yeonrin who was pressing a finger on her ear’s tragus.

“So? It blew you away right? Right?” his tone rising with enthusiasm.

“It was….” mind blowing. exhilarating. jaw-dropping. amazing. ...

She gulps down. There is something hard to shake off against Seongwoo’s glittering eyes -- bewitching and taunting all at the same time.

“Too loud.” she concludes. Seongwoo’s eyebrows crease, a little crestfallen about her sudden remark.

“You forgot that your volume was a hundred. Clearly, you’re a drummer.” she snides.

She wins this time.

He groans, checking his phone and setting it lower this time. “Okay. One more time!”

“Maybe some other time, Ong Seongwoo. It’s closing time.” She unhinges the lock on the counter and leaves to flip the sign to ‘closed’.

--- notes : I swear I’m not Seongwoo biased lolololololol but writing about him makes me feel like I’m slowly becoming one

Fanfic where the side story was based on -- This Band (p.1) This Band (p.2) This Band (p.3) This Band (p.4) This Band (p.5) This Band (p.6) This Band (p.7) This Band (p.8) This Band (p.9) This Band (p.10) This Band (p.11) This Band (p.12) This Band (p.13) This Band (p15) B.A.M p1 // B.A.M p2 // B.A.M p3 // B.A.M final

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lordsicheng · 6 years

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ong seongwoo + “coffee” please and thank you!! have an amazing day💕💕

Hurrying back from where you were just almost an hourbefore, you wanted to literally slap yourself on the face when you realized youleft your book on the bench you were sitting on at a pretty crowded park. Whatmade you even irritated with yourself was the fact that there was barely anyonewho even told you that you forgot your book as you left

“Geez. Of all days.”you huffed, frowning as you stomped your way back to the area where a fountainwas also located from where you were, based from your memory

You looked around to find the bench you were seated on,turning around to try and see if you could find your book

Alas, you found it.

And yet, it was in the hands of another person.

One young man, somewhat looking very immersed in the bookwhilst reading through and sitting on the bench, literally had your book anddidn’t even bother on finding the rightful owner.

“Be nice, be nice.”you mumbled, taking a deep breath as you took the courage to walk over to theman, who didn’t seem fazed by your arrival

“Ahem.” youcleared your throat, and yet he didn’t budge as if he hadn’t heard anything

“Um, excuse me, sir.”you bent slightly to wave your hand in between his face and the book, earninghis attention as he looked at you in question

“Yes?”

“Um, yeah. I’d like toask if that book is yours?” you raised a brow, smiling as you tried yourbest to be nice

“Oh, I found thishere. I tried to look for the owner, but no one responded. So I ended upreading through the first chapter. I’m now on the second.” he shrugged,grinning as he turned to look at the book again

“Sir, that book ismine.”

“Yeah, and I’m Romeoall of the sudden and you’re Juliet.” he mocked, but in a way where hetried to put it off as a joke than an insult

“You’re kidding,right?” you crossed your arms, frowning

“I wish I was. Youseem very eager on getting this book. Say, how would I know you’re not lying tome?” he stood up, putting the book to his side as he played off his wordswith a smile

“I mean-“

“Is your name writtenanywhere here?”

“Darn it.” youthought, and you ended up just shrugging since he seemed to question you toofar.

“You know what, fine.Keep the book.” you waved everything off and just gave up, turning andtaking a few steps

“Unless…” he saidas you tried to walk away, but you paused and looked at him in appall

“Unless, what?”

“Unless, you agree ongetting coffee with me? And the book, will be all yours.” he chuckled,making you burst out a laugh and shake your head in disbelief

“Really?”

“Yes, my treat. Butlet me finish the first five chapters first while we’re at the café.”

#wanna one #ong seongwoo #ong seongwu #wanna one scenarios #wanna one imagines #ong seongwoo scenarios #ong seongwoo imagines #ong seongwu scenarios #ong seongwu imagines

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jihoonslattee · 6 years

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Be My Prince - Ong Seongwoo

helloo~~ I’m back at it again with the prince imagine EXCEPT it’s a different type ! keep reading to find out what kind i’m writing! i hope you all enjoy it ~

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your kingdom was small and quaint

it wasn’t really a place where many people resided.

but it was the kind of kingdom where people enjoyed living, for the pure fact that they have the freedom to do what they wanted

except for the illegal stuff of course.

but your parents were very kind and lenient to their people, making sure that they were satisfied.

you as the next in line for the throne were also very observant about the people around your town,

and since your parents were very open they let you walk around freely, even sometimes without a guard.

one day you were walking around your kingdom when you spotted the tall light house in the middle of your village with a strange light inside that wasn’t radiating from the lighthouse itself.

curious and a little nervous you walk up to the lighthouse and enter, walking up the stairs slowly you notice footsteps walking around the top room of the lighthouse.

“i thought no one was allowed up there?”

whispering to yourself you started to walk up the lighthouse as quietly as you could

reaching the top you noticed that the door was slightly ajar, peeking in you saw that the light to the room was on, but no one was inside.

before entering you reached into down inside the little bag you were holding and took out a dagger

hey, you were going into a place that had suspicious noises, better to be safe than sorry

opening the door you walked into the room and looked around

“is anyone here?”

as soon as you said that a male figure stepped out from behind a bunch of boxes in the back of the room.

he was wearing regular clothing but seemed a little shocked to see you standing in front of him

“Aren’t you the princess of this kingdom? Why are you here while holding a dagger?”

taking a moment to process the situation you awkwardly laughed while looking at the male

“okay well what are you doing here ? don’t you have a home to get back to? why are you just here in the lighthouse?”

the male cleared his throat before bowing politely towards you

“my name is ong seongwoo, and I came from another kingdom, I heard that life was better here so I wanted to start anew”

you nodded your head in response listening to seongwoo

“i’ve never heard the name ong before, that’s so cool! anyways, well i can help you out if you want? no one is actually supposed to be up here”

his eyes lit up and he smiled cutely after what you said

“really?! I would appreciate it so much”

“yeah of course! just follow me”

you both started walking together in silence, you thought it would be better to explain the situation to your parents so that they would be able to help seongwoo get a place to stay

“which kingdom did you come from?”

seongwoo cleared his throat and just looked at you shyly

“i don’t really want to say, it brings back bad memories”

nodding your head you decided to lay off the topic, maybe your parents would be able to get more information about seongwoo

and to your surprise, your parents were actually really supportive and accepting to have seongwoo stay at the palace even though they didn’t know him at all

let alone you didn’t know him at all either ! but you were glad they did though because you would feel bad for giving someone hope of having a safe place to stay only to kick them out again.

over the next few days you were able to get to know a little bit more about seongwoo!

and by a little

I MEAN JUST A LITTLE !

he only really got to know his past but not up the point about which kingdom he came from

all you really knew about seongwoo was that he was very polite and caring!

also really weird because like as soon as you got to know each other a little more he became really comforting to be around

like legit one time you were walking around the palace with some people behind you telling you what your schedule was the for the day

when you started hearing slight yelling and footsteps behind you

and when you all turned around you spotted seongwoo coming up to you with the goofiest grin on his face

“how are you today my lovely princess?”

“seongwoo i swear to god i told you to just call me Y/N one more time and I’ll fight you legit”

you gave a slight glare to seongwoo just to see him laugh it off while walking closer to you

“i’ll be ready for that fight then”

he winked at you and your heart did a mini flip which confused you because you never had felt this way before?

you even tried talking to your parents about it but they gave you a really vague look of happiness??

anyways one time you and seongwoo were hanging out at this secluded part of the castle ground gardens just walking around and talking when you revealed something about his past that confused you? or just made you really curious

not that you weren’t already curious about his past though

while walking he suddenly said something that seemed as if it was accident

“i just wish i didn’t let so many people down with what i did. i was in such a big position that the whole town must be disappointed in me”

this instantly made you look up at seongwoo

he was suddenly not the cute, polite, weird guy you were getting to know

but now he was someone that was was clouded in mystery

“seongwoo?”

it seemed as if he was suddenly snapped back into the reality that you both were in and he shot a soft smile towards you before muttering something and walking away

“i’m sorry i can’t keep this up any longer”

after that really weird conversation, whenever you saw seongwoo, he looked very troubled

like even when you talked to him he eyes seemed to be glossed over and his mind seemed to be in another place

there was one day especially where you felt like you were starting to put the pieces together that maybe just maybe seongwoo was starting to get homesick

and if he was, that would mean he would eventually go back which would made you a little lonely around the palace again.

while thinking these thoughts one night, seongwoo knocked on your door

opening it you noticed he was holding to little mugs of hot chocolate while he gave you a little smile

“i know that you wanna be alone at night but i just wanted to give you some hot chocolate and say good night~”

you grabbed the hot chocolate and was expecting seongwoo to walk away but suddenly he pulled you in for a hug

“oof watch it seongwoo i almost spilled my hot chocolate on you!”

he laughed a little before fully hugging you

“i don’t i would’ve minded if you spilled it on me”

after he left like legit after the hug he said goodbye and left

your heart was beating as fast as you found seongwoo in the lighthouse

and thats when you realized

while looking at your hot chocolate

that you liked seongwoo and no it wasn’t beause he brought you hot chocolate and then pulled you in for a hug,

you were going to miss seongwoo a lot, and you were going to miss the wya he acted towards you, how it seemed to be like a breathe of fresh air to you

something that you didn’t want to just pack up and leave

so you kept this to yourself: you liked seongwoo

even though you thought your little theory was right, seongwoo dropped someone when you walked him back to his room

picking it up you noticed it was a small photo of seongwoo as a kid

he was wearing a crown, and royal clothing.

but you didn’t recognize the colors of the clothing

deciding it was best you took it to your parents and your father recognized it right away

“i should’ve known from the way seongwoo acted and talked, he was a part of a kingdom that fell a part a year ago.”

hearing this from your father you instantly had to go to seongwoo for confirmation.

so the next day you decided to go to seongwoo’s room and knocked on the door

“what’s up Y/N-”

as soon as he opened the door you put up the photo he dropped in front of his face

“seongwoo, are you the prince of a kingdom that fell apart a year ago?”

you could hear his loud sigh as he took the photo from your hand and nodded his head

he invited you into his room and you both sat there in silence before he continued to talk

“i used to be the prince before there was this whole big ordeal in our kingdom, the whole town thought it was my fault so i thought it was best that I should leave. little did i know that my leaving of being the prince would ruin the kingdom.”

looking at seongwoo he looked so heartbroken about the whole thing that you decided to give him a hug

“seongwoo it’s okay, it’s not entirely your fault, i’m sure that even if you stayed as the prince, things would’ve turned out that way. it was probably everyone’s fault. not just yours. you’re such a hardworking person that you would’ve helped the situation a little bit more.”

you heard seongwoo sigh again before wrapping his own arms around you

“thank you Y/N this really means a lot to me”

after that seongwoo became his cheerful self at the castle again!

although more well respected now that he was known as a used to be prince

this wasn’t stopping you from liking him though as now it seemed as if you both were flirting with each other more now

or at least to your helpers who followed you around most of the day

talking to you parents about it, they seemed on board

legit like you mother looked like she was waiting for this to happen

so one day you find seongwoo and take him to the garden where he low key spilled his feelings to you,

“so seongwoo i have a little proposition for you”

this made seongwoo turn away from the flowers to make eye contact with you

“what’s up Y/N?”

you took in a deep breath before taking seongwoo’s hands in yours

“okay listen here, i’ve ended up really liking you a lot ever since you gave me that hot chocolate so i was wondering,,”

before you could even finish seongwoo pulled you straight into a hug and you could basically hear his sigh of happiness

or at least you assumed it was happiness because as you pulled away he was smiling really cutely at you

you laughed while still holding his hands

“alright mr rushing i wasn’t finished yet!”

he nodded his head and made a cute gesture for you to continue

“i was wondering if you would be my prince? you know, stay here with me as my only prince that i really like and care for?”

“Y/N why are you even asking me that question when i just pulled you into a hug? I obviously like you too~”

you both laughed but you lightly hit seongwoo on the shoulder

where he pretended to be hurt but legit you just tapped his shoulder

“i wanted to say everything in one sentence so it would sound perfect but you cut me off-anyways”

you pulled out a small plastic crown from the bag you had and placed it on seongwoo’s head

“there! now it’s official! you’re my prince now and i’m your princess!”

seongwoo basically picked you up in his arms and started spinning you around

after he put you down he gave you a big smile

“i promise i won’t let you down Y/N”

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ukulelewrites · 6 years

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In Terms of Fire & Ice {7}

A/N: y’all, i’m officially back from haitus two months after i said i would and i’m sorry for disappearing! i just got run over by responsibilities and life ^-^;;;;;;;;;; but please enjoy the latest installment of in terms!

Pairing: Wanna One’s Seongwoo x Reader

Genre: Angst, fuckboi!seongwoo, rich!seongwoo, enemies to lovers!au

Word Count: Roughly 2k

Parts: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7

“So, how was the date?” Nayoung asked as the two of you stood side by side in the cramped bathroom; she was leaning against the sink, watching you remove your makeup intently.

“Can you not stare a hole into my temple, please?” you retorted. Your mascara was proving to be difficult to remove. “And it wasn’t a date. It was just me paying back on a favor.”

“Y/N, the moment you came back, your hair a mess, your clothes covered in grass, and that,” she jabbed at the bruise blooming on your collarbone, “it was confirmed a date.”

“Well, we did do some,” you paused, “date-like things, but it wasn’t a date.”

“Well, what are those date-like things, Miss Y/N?”

“Yeah,” you said softly, leaning yourself closer in to him, “you can kiss me.” With those words whispered, Seongwoo closed the gap between the two of you. At first you didn’t register the kiss. It was something foreign to you. After years of no practice, you seemed to have forgotten exactly how to conduct yourself. As your brain goes into overdrive on how to react to the kiss, your body freezes.

“Nervous?” he murmured against your lips. You could feel his lips forming a smirk, brushing fleeting touches against yours.

“Shut up,” you mumbled back, ‘before I change my mind.”

“Don’t have to tell me twice, princess.” He leaned back in to capture your lips, bringing his hand up to cup your cheek. You shut your eyes tight, slowly finding yourself reciprocating. Seongwoo gently pushes you back until you feel your back hitting the mattress. You moved your hands to the back of his neck, trailing them upwards to thread into his hair. It seemed like all of your perfectly practiced self control had flung itself out the window the moment you realized exactly how long ago you last kissed someone, and it maybe also has to do with the fact the asshole that was trailing his hands down your body also happened to be a very good kisser.

Your mind was a flurry of trailing thoughts, hazy with ideas of where exactly was this night leading. His lips moved against yours languidly, breaking away every now and then, only to return to their previous motion after hearing you whine. Seongwoo was still hovering over you, but he shifts his legs, wedging one between yours. The hand that had found purchase on the curve of your neck moved its way down, fumbling with the buttons of your dress. You didn’t notice exactly what he was doing until he reached the third button and the cold suddenly hit your bare skin.

“H-hey, what are you doing?” you asked nervously, pushing yourself up. Seongwoo didn’t seem to hear you as his hands continued their ministrations. “Stop it!” you exclaimed, shoving his hands away from you. Your face started to heat up, and you quickly blinked away the tears that threatened to fall from your eyes. “Of course,” you thought, “of course this is why he asked you out.”

You began to button your dress back up with trembling hands. “If you just wanted an easy lay, you could’ve asked another girl out,” you said, surprised by the steeliness of your voice. Once your top button was refastened, you stood up, smoothed down your dress and glared at Seongwoo. “I can’t believe your actual nerve, Ong.” For a split second, you almost thought you saw fear cross his eyes, but you weren’t an idiot. This was Seongwoo you were dealing with; that guy knew exactly how to play with someone’s heart, and you thought yourself way too smart to fall for his ploy. “Take me back to the school,” you said. When you realized he was still rooted to his seat, you uttered, “Please,” your voice wavering slightly.

“Hey, Y/N,” Seongwoo finally got up, “princess, I didn’t mean to go that far.” He tried cupping your cheek, but you turned away.

“But you did go that far,” you snapped, “I’m not just something you can use as you please, jackass. I actually thought you were interested in me and wanted to go on a date, but no, you’re just after my goddamn fucking virginity!” You were raging at this point, all the angry words that jumped around your brain came tumbling out of your mouth. “Now I’m here feeling like an absolute idiot knowing I’m just another one of your trophies! I fucking hate you!” Those last four words were accentuated by you jabbing your pointer finger into his chest.

“Y/N,” he said as he grabbed your wrist, “can you just listen to me?” You tried pulling away. “Y/N, please?” You continued trying to escape from his steel grasp. “Y/N!”

“What?” you spat back, “I’m not one of your playthings, Ong. Your lies won’t work on me.”

“But I’m not going to lie to you.” You scoffed at his statement. “Y/N, listen, you know how many girls I’ve been with? A lot.”

“You’re not really helping your case.”

“No, hear me out. Look, I’ve been with a lot of girls, but none of them make me feel the way I feel about you.”

“Wow, how romantic,” you mock-swooned, “I really want you to just,” you paused before deadpanning, “ fuck off right now.”

“You know how goddamn scared you make me? I can’t act around you like I do with other girls, okay? You see right through me. And I’m sorry I went to far, but you drive me absolutely insane. All I could think about when I was kissing you was-”

“What?” you asked, “Stripping me of my virginity? Wow, I really want to punch you in the face right now.”

“No. I was thinking how, for once, I actually felt something besides lust while kissing you. I swear this is the gayest shit I have ever uttered in my entire life, and Daniel will roast me into oblivion. But,” he took a deep breath, “Y/N, I really like you, and I know you’re pissed beyond my comprehension right now, but I’m telling you the absolute truth. I am 100% head over heels attracted to you. I’m attracted to the way your brows furrow when you’re solving a problem in math. I’m attracted by how your tongue slightly sticks out when you’re organizing files at work. I’m attracted to how intimidated you make me feel, how you actually call me out on the misogynistic bullshit I accidentally end up doing or saying. I am wholeheartedly attracted to you. Just give me another chance to not fuck it up?”

“What did you say?” Nayoung asked, now that the two of you were lounging in your respective beds.

“I told him if he really liked me, he’d pull a page from every other asshat who went after me and just leave me alone,” you grumbled, shifting under your blankets.

“Even after he declared his wholehearted affection for you?”

“The guy’s a professional casanova. Of course he’d say lies like that to get me into trusting him, only to lure me into his bed and leave me the moment he gets what he wants.”

“And what exactly does he want?” she teased. You sat up to give your friend an unamused look. “What?” she asked, “You never know, he could like you.”

“Yeah right,” you snorted, “and I like him.”

Monday morning came about quickly, and Seongwoo had not messaged you since the “date” Saturday. Even though you kept yourself angry at the certain raven-haired boy, you couldn’t help but check your phone all throughout Sunday for something. Maybe it was that part of you that hoped maybe he did mean it and would try even harder to win you over. But again, it’s Ong you were thinking of. He could’ve easily found some other girl; someone easier, someone who would give him just what he wanted. Those thoughts made you scoff, angry at the thought of possibly trusting him. Yet, you found yourself with that ugly green monster making itself at home in your mind, obsessively checking his social media for any form of another female to occupy him for that one day he left you in silence. But nothing popped up. “It was as if his dick could actually control itself for a day,” you mused as you walked into the mathematics building...only to stop abruptly at the sight that laid before you.

The male underclassmen were lined up on either side of the hallway, each one holding onto a small envelope. You spied Seongwoo’s group of friends standing at the end of the hallway, beckoning for you to walk towards them. You finally regained control over your feet and began walking towards your classroom. The underclassmen handed you their envelopes and suddenly the intercom clicked on.

“Attention, Evanson students,” Seongwoo’s voice rung out, “before Dr. Harris realizes I’m hijacking the morning announcements, I would like to say something to a very special person. Y/N L/N, I am sorry. Like, I acknowledge I’m an asshat who treated you like any other girl I usually go after when you are so much more to me than an easy lay. No offense to those girls, but like, sorry, it’s true. You mean way too much to me for me to just let you get away, so in a very extra way, I apologize, and hopefully you’ll find it in yourself to forgive me and give me another chance. Plus, I hope you open all those envelopes in secret; I’d rather not lose my manhood today. Actually, do whatever you want, just please give me another chance. And-”

His voice was cut off by a loud screech, indicating Dr. Harris had indeed realized he had hijacked the morning announcements.

“What did the envelopes say?” Nayoung asked, eyeing the stack you clutched tightly in your hands. The two of you were walking back to the dorms after eighth period, passing by the dean’s office on the way.

“I think that’s for me and him to know,” you cheekily stated, motioning your head to the dean’s office where Seongwoo now sat, probably getting the lecture of the era. Nayoung gave you a funny look before simply shrugging and making her way towards the dorms, leaving you to wait outside the dean’s office.

Fifteen minutes passed before Seongwoo emerged from the office, looking completely drained of energy. “Y-Y/N, um, hey,” he said sheepishly, “I see you got the envelopes.”

“Yeah,” you looked at the boy that stood in front of you. The usual confidence was gone. He averted your gaze, choosing to look at the linoleum floors instead. “Look, did you mean everything you said in these notes?” you inquired. He nodded slowly. “All 206 of them?” you pressed.

“You kept count?” he asked, that telltale smirk emerging. You faltered, trying to find a reason for keeping count without letting on too quickly he was forgiven.

“W-well, we didn’t do anything in econ today, so-” your lie was cut off when he enveloped you in a hug.

“God, I was so scared you’d still be upset with me,” he mumbled into your hair.

“And why would you be scared?” you asked, fully knowing why. But you needed to hear it again. You needed those words molded in his voice.

“Because I like you, and it scares me,” he said the moment he let go of you. “This is the first time I haven’t been on the receiving end,” he dryly laughed at that statement. His smile faded the longer you stayed silent. “Are you still upset?” he asked softly.

“A little,” you finally caved, “but I’m giving you another chance.” He lit up at those words. “But,” his smile died down, “it has to be on my terms. Agree?” He nodded eagerly. “Good, you’re doing all the coffee runs at internship this week. You have to walk me to all of my classes,” you paused to think of the run he’d have to do for your fourth period class, “All. And, you cannot engage physical contact with me for a week. No hugs, hand holding, nothing. But, I can engage with you. Can you handle that, Ong?” The smirk that graced his lips threw you for a loop.

“Anything for you, princess.”

“Good, if you can handle that, consider yourself forgiven.”

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srodulvroux · 6 years

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squishylilmochi-blog · 6 years

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֎ Dating Ong Seongwoo:

in two words: WALKING MEME

is the caring type of boyfriend

he’s always showing his love

no matter where you are e(≖ᴗ≖✿)

loves to make jokes and weird things

so there will be always laughs

don’t even doubt it

he tends to go for older girls

however, the age doesn’t really matter to him

he wants a partner that can acts all cute and innocent but,

he also loves it if that person can also go wild and crazy sometimes too

loves to make special events

really romantic

he might seem playful all the time

but inside he’s a really thoughtful person

loves to go on dates with you

the craziest they are, the more fun he’ll have

he might want to teach you how to dance

and how to play the drums

loves to see you struggling

(in the good sense)

he loves animals and kids

so they might be in his list of ‘To do’

get together some cute pets

and have some gorgeous babies

together with getting married to the person he loves

aka. You

now a little of NSFW Time~

in three words: A SUBMISSIVE BOY

prefers his partner taking the control of the situation

only on bed tho

(he’s a Bedroom submissive)

will do anything you tell him to do

has a big Mommy kink ʕథ౪థʔ

so he’ll call you like that for sure

don’t even doubt it

he loves it when you play hard to get

a true experimentalist

wants to try everything, at least once

EVERYTHING

is a big fan of Kamasutra

really vocal in bed

you won’t get tired of hearing him

moaning and groaning

LOVES ORAL

mostly giving tho

not that anyone complains

but also receiving

is really kinky

loves toys

has a big collection of them

will want to use them with you

on him and on you too

will prepare a bathroom afterward

taking you bridal style

you’ll have a chilling and romantic bath

could lead to another round

(this one less kinky tho) ( ☞◔ ౪◔)☞

will fall asleep while hugging you

with your head on his chest

whispering ‘I love you’

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goodnightkisseu · 5 years

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ong seongwu _ only you (m)

Drabble: Seongwu, Smut, Vampire, “I love this - fuck, I love you”

anonny “ Genre 3, Sentence 97, au 12, Ong Seongwu ^^ ”

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 943

Note: To the anonny that requested this... ugh my heart OTL apparently ong + vampires is a thing for me. Like whether he’s the vampire or not, like... it has me feel a way... and I wasn’t ready for it OTL As I wrote Ong as a vampire for the fic ‘Heat’ (I’ll link it in the reblog) this one I decided to flip the roles. It might be a bit rushed ;; I didn’t get to explore as much as I wanted in such a limited space, but I hope that you still like it! As always, feel free to let me know what you think!

Enjoy~

Also, because of the situation with tumblr links, please check my bio for links to my masterlist~

Drabble requests are open! You can also find the link to the drabble prompts in my bio ^^

- ashley <3

"Miss, I'm going to enter." The statement was more of an announcement than a question, but your ears perked up as soon as you heard that voice. That tone, that familiar heartbeat that you could faintly hear from behind your door, you would know it anywhere. Immediately, you scrambled to the edge of your bed, sitting yourself up straight as you waited for him to enter your room. The large door opened slowly, and a lone young male slipped in. It was just who you had expected.

It was Seongwu.

You had a special relationship with Seongwu. When your father had found him snooping around your home a few years ago, trying to get intel on the pure-blooded vampire clan that lived on the outskirts of the town, he wanted to send the young male back to his people in pieces. Your eyes had locked with Seongwu's, and you saw real fear in them at that moment. You suggested to your father that your family take him in, treat him as one of your own and he could help the family to the best of his abilities. Your father had been hesitant but put him under supervision, with the explicit condition that, if he did anything to harm the family, he would have to go.

Of course, Seongwu wasn't very open to your help at first. Still you had tried to tend to his wounds, to show him that you weren't as terrible as his people may have suggested. It took time to build a relationship with him, and eventually, he opened up to you. That closeness grew into something more; what you could only suspect was what people called 'love.' You were lovers, but to your father, he was, one a tool for the family to use when they needed to know what the humans were up to, and two, he was a source of your nourishment.

"Your father called me back, saying that you refused to feed while I was gone. Love, you know that you can't do that..." he reprimanded you gently as he tenderly cupped your face in his hands. "You'll grow weak. You can't be this reckless..."

"If I so easily feed, my father will never bring you back here," you said softly, moving to your feet, your arms snaking around his waist. "Also, you know that no one fills me as you do. No one else is substantial."

You could hear it, the way that your words, double entendre intended, had made his heart beat faster. The smirk that danced on his lips only sealed the deal. "You naughty girl. You did all of this to get me back here and in your arms didn't you..." he stated, hands working their way down your body. "I guess your method worked. I'm not allowed to go anywhere now." As soon as his lips made contact with yours, you knew what was to come.

Clothes discarded in seconds, your lips hungrily kissing each other's bodies as you both found your way back to the bed. Seongwu bit at that sensitive spot on your neck as his hand worked its way down your body, fingers moving between your legs as they slipped into you. You threw your head back, moans cascading from your lips as his fingers moved within you, gently pumping in and out. With the little clarity that you had left, you managed to roll Seongwu over, pushing his fingers away from you while positioning yourself over his length. Slowly you slid him in, his entirety disappearing into your wet womanhood. Your hips rolled against his, Seongwu's head falling back as he groaned from your movements.

"Shit, Seongwu, there," you moaned when his hands grasped your hips and changed the angle. You could hear his heart speeding up, the sound of it booming through your ears. It urged you to go faster, to bring him closer to his release.

Your mind, clouded by pleasure, almost made you forget what the intent of bringing Seongwu back was. Lucky for you, your lover was lucid enough to gently cradle your face in his hand, eyes locking with your lusty gaze. "You have to do it soon, love, I won't last much longer," he groaned, breath hitching at your sudden movement.

At his words, he tilted his head for you, your eyes now the vibrant red they were whenever you were ready to feed. Tenderly you nipped at his neck as your bodies moved together. You felt his moves become erratic, his speed picking up and his heart beating faster. It took everything in you to push past the need for pure pleasure. Your fangs pushed out, and when his heart reached its peak, you sank your teeth in, puncturing the skin. You were greeted by the familiar taste on your tongue, just as you were being filled below.

At that moment, your wave of ecstasy washed over you, your body gently rocking against his to ride out your release. Slowly your body stilled, breathing a bit irregular.

“I love this - fuck, I love you,” you murmured gently against his skin, your arms wrapping around his neck as you nuzzled closer to him.

A small and tired smile graced Seongwu's lips as he helped you to lay down beside him. The entire time, you never let him go, holding onto him like a little bear.

"I love you too," he told you quickly, hand running through your locks as you tried to snuggle closer to him. Because in truth, as you felt like he was the only one that could satisfy you, in his heart, there was also only you.

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btsxwritings · 6 years

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ong seongwoo | fighting and making up

~ requested by anon, gif isn’t mine so credits to the owner

words: 2316 | genre: a little angsty, fluff

Seongwoo was tired when he got out of practice. Getting ready for a comeback was never easy, although pretty fun. Their newest choreography was their best one yet, and he was proud to have participated in making a few steps. But today had been difficult. He had barely slept the night before for some reason, probably because he was too anxious, so he kept getting the moves wrong during practice. And because all the members were exhausted, some tensions arised, and they decided to cut it short. That's how they got to get home early, for once.

But Seongwoo was still very upset as he entered their place, and walked straight to his room, ignoring the calls of Daniel, who was clearly worried about his friend. The brunette was so frustrated with himself, the only thing that he wanted to do was to sleep it off for hours. As he laid on his bed, got under his blanket and closed his eyes for a few seconds, he heard someone calling him. He was exhausted but could still recognise Daehwi's voice. He didn't move though, his body wasn't even reacting. So he wasn't surprised when the younger member knocked on his door and opened the door, a bit scared to bother Seongwoo.

"Hyung, Y/N called, she'll be there in a few minutes with food for all of us. Jisung hyung sent me to get you, so we can all eat together."

"I don't feel like it Daehwi, tell the others I'll just be sleeping, yeah?" answered Seongwoo, too tired to lift his head, but still sending a soft smile to his friend.

"Are you sure? I think she might be coming to see you especially though.." said Daehwi, pouting. Y/N was a good friend of all the boys, but it had always been obvious she had a soft spot for Seongwoo. To which extend, they were all wondering. So the youngest thought she might be a little disappointed to not see her friend tonight.

"I'm sure she'll understand. I'm too tired Daehwi, I can't even walk out of the bed, I just need to rest."

"Is that all? You don't look just tired, but also upset and kind of sad? Frustrated? Do you want to talk about it hyung? You know we're always here?" whispered Daehwi, so that the others won't hear him. It made Seongwoo smile weakly, but he couldn't meet the younger's eyes. It was true he wasn't just sad, but he didn't want his friend to worry about him. He had enough to deal with on his own.

"Daehwi-ah, I'm fine, I really am. Just exhausted, so I just need to sleep it off and tomorrow will be a better day so please, don't worry about me? Tell the boys and Y/N I'm okay. And I don't really want to be bothered.. please?" pleaded Seongwoo. He never really liked to share his burden with anyone. It was his own problem to deal with.

Daehwi understood and nodded, closing the door on his way to the living room. Seongwoo let out a sigh of relief, not feeling like talking at all. He closed his eyes again and felt himself drift off, finally feeling at peace.

It was a few minutes later though, that he heard the door open and close, and someone sit by his side. He recognised your presence in a heartbeat, and he almost felt happy to have you here for a moment. But as he had told his friend, he wasn't in a great mood to talk. And you were definitely here to talk.

"Seongwoo? I know you're not sleeping.. the boys told me you weren't feeling so great so I wanted to check on you.." you told him, your hand slowly reaching his shoulder to smooth him a little.

He sighed once again, and opened his eyes, looking at you. You were usually at ease with him, but his gaze was so intense and void of any emotions that a chill ran down your spine. You didn't feel that great, like this conversation wasn't going to end well and you almost regretted getting in his bedroom in the first place. But you were worried about him, a lot. He had been so tired lately, he hadn't sent any messages like he'd usually do to reassure you.

"Please, leave Y/N. I know what you want, and I'm too tired for this." said Seongwoo, his voice barely audible.

"I'm not here to bother you, I just... I'm worried about you. With all the comeback preparations, you must be under a lot of pressure. The boys said you helped choreograph and that you haven't been sleeping properly for days and I'm just.. Seongwoo, I'm just worried about you."

"Well don't be. I'm fine, alright? It's no big deal. I've been through a survival show, a debut and two comebacks already and guess what? I'm still alive. So please, just leave." his voice was stronger, and his words sounded so harsh to you. It hurt you, but it was so hard to let go of this conversation when you knew how affected your friend, if you could call him like that, was by all this.

"Seongwoo, please. I'm sure just talking about it, letting it out will help you feel better and get a good night of sleep. I get it if I'm not the person you'd rather turn to but the boys.. they worry as well. Daniel especially, so please talk to any of us. You need to learn how to share your burden with the people around you." you whispered, as you sat closer him, your hand caressing his skin. But you could tell your friend was truly pissed off as he pushed your hand away and got up, putting some more distance between you.

"I said leave, Y/N. What don't you understand? I don't want to talk and you're right, you're not the person I'd turn to for this anwyay. You woulnd't understand as you're not even in this world! Just leave me alone already, I just want to sleep for goddamn sake!" he shouted, a little louder than he had intended to. Your heart broke, and he saw your face fall. He felt bad for shouting that way, especially since he knew you only wanted him to feel good. But with the state he was in, he couldn't care less at the moment.

And you got that, as you looked at his cold face. You got up as soon as you felt tears coming up, and left the room without turning back. You knew it was a bad idea from the start, but you cared so much about him that knowing he wasn't feeling was killing you. You just wanted him to share his problems with someone, wehther it'd be you or the rest of the members.

You felt all of their worried looks as soon as you entered the living room. You didn't want to talk about it, even though they had probably heard Seongwoo yell. Sungwoon, one of your closest friends, was angry and was about to share his mind with the brunette.

"Don't. He's not feeling well, let him sleep and he'll be just fine tomorrow. I'll go for now, I shouldn't have come in the first place. I should have asked about your day before intruding in your life, again. I'm sorry guys, see you soon." you told them, your voice about to break. They all began talking at the same time, trying to make you stay and cheer you up, but you weren't having any of it. You took all of your stuff and left, feeling a bit hopeless.

It was only two days later that you received a text from him, asking if you could meet up at a coffee near your place later at night, when people wouldn't recognise him. You were still upset, but more with yourself than with Seongwoo and the way he had talked to you that night. You had been in the wrong, entering his room in the first place and trying to get him to talk when he just wanted to be left alone. You hadn't thought about how he would feel and the situation had turned bad mostly because of that. Even though he had his wrongs as well.

And he was pretty aware of it. Daniel had talked to him the morning after your fight, saying that just because he was tired wasn't a reason to shout at someone who only cared about his wellbeing. And Seongwoo knew that. He knew how much you care, as he cares just as much for you. You two had quite a special bond, relationship. You had clicked immediately, spending a lot more time together than you do with the rest of the boys. It was somewhat difficult to trust people and make friends once in the industry, but he had been able to count on you on so many occasions, he knew you only wanted the best for him. And he was truly grateful for that. He was grateful for you, and your relationship that was sometimes hard to define, as you both had never tried to hide the beginning of romance feelings for each other.

Seongwoo really wanted to make up with you after being such a dick. At ten pm, he saw you walking towards the coffee shop he was sitting in. You looked beautiful, and the thought of spending time with you made him smile. He's missed you a lot, and didn't like it when you two fought.

The coffee shop was pretty much empty, as you live in a calm area. You entered the place feeling a bit nervous. But all of that went away the moment you saw him, smiling at you. You walked to the table, and sat right in front of him. He didn't leave you time to take off your coat, and grabbed your hand immediately.

"Hey, I missed you Y/N." he said, his voice softer than the last time you had spoken. "I missed you too Seongwoo, a lot." you answered. It was hard to resist a smile. You felt comfortable.

"I'm sorry for making you come here so late in the week.. I just needed to apologise, and I didn't want to send a lame text. I had to meet you... I was such a dick to you, I didn't mean to. I know it's not an excuse and I was so tired and pissed off because of the practice we had that day that I just didn't feel like talking at all. I wasn't expecting you to try to get to me and I just lost it. You didn't deserve any of that. I know you only care about me, and thank you for that. I might be bad at showing it, but I'm so glad you're by my side, Y/N. Trust me on that." he finally took a breath at the end of his apology, and you felt your entire being melt. He was the cutest for sure, and you just wanted to give him a hug.

"Your words hurt but it's not like that I didn't see it coming. I should have known to stay at my place. If you didn't want to talk, then I should have respected that. We were both in the wrong, Seongwoo. So let's just forget about that, and order some drinks. We have to catch up, two days felt too long."

You ended up talking for an hour, and only stopped because it was getting late and you still had to walk home. Seongwoo offered to come by, and you couldn't turn him down. It felt so great to spend some time with him. As you two were walking side by side, you felt his hand gently grabbing yours. You looked up at him, surprised. You had held hands before, but in private, not in the street. Well, not like anyone could see you at this time but still. You stopped in your tracks, looking at him, your eyes asking questions as your found his. He only smiled, and interlocked your fingers.

"I told you, I missed you. It's been too long since I held you like that." he whispered, getting closer to you. He kissed your temple, making you shiver. He had never tried hiding his growing feelings for you, but it still took you by surprise every time he was this affectionate.

"I don't like it when we fight, when I hurt you. But I know it always happens because I keep everything to myself and make you worry about me. Let's change that.. I'm not the best at confessing feelings, but I'd like to talk to you about stuff I'm going through, from time to time, if you're willing to listen.." he admitted, as you placed your free hand on his cheek, stroking it slowly.

"I would love to Seongwoo. You can always trust me." you whispered back. And it was right, he could always trust you. He had found a friend in you, but a confident as well and, he hoped, a lover. His contract with his agency was making it impossible for you two to be anything more than friends at the moment, but he hoped to be able to call you his soon. For now, since there was on one in the street, he felt free to act on his feelings for once. He reduced the distance between the two of you, and placed his lips against your soft ones. Making up had never felt so good, to the both of you. You felt the happiest when you're with him. And he knew, as he kept kissing you tenderly, that he had it real bad for you.

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Produce 101/Wanna One: Ong Seongwoo

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It wasn’t you to kiss him despite how drunk you were. He was still very sober, but he kissed you tasting the alcohol on your mouth. He was scared you’d hurt him in the morning, scared you’d tell him another set of painful words, but it was difficult to let go of you when he’s trying so hard to mend you back together.

Running a hand through your hair, you leaned back against your chair to watch him laugh with his group of friends. You hated watching him smile, perhaps because you were jealous of his beautiful life; maybe because you craved for the same attention and affection from someone else.

“You’re fucking horrible.” You whisper to yourself instead of him when you give him another glance after resting your head against your chair to look at the ceiling. He looked happy, you noticed, something that normally pissed you off because it broke your heart. He was different and so were you.

You left that night alone even after several people offered to drive you back home. You ended up in your room with your favourite playlist after an hour later. You were silently sobbing as the tears just fell on their own and you honestly couldn’t care any less—everything else felt numb as you repeatedly listened to the mellow rhythm and beat of the music. After a long while, you believed it would have probably been better if nothing changed at all and you were dancing in this stupid room like idiots. You would’ve liked that—would’ve been happier like he was in the party.

You felt tired after a moment of thinking and pondering of what exactly happened and why it happened. You sighed, “Absolutely stupid over a boy—over a fucking confession that had a possibility of going wrong. Absolute stupidity.”

“Hey,” he said. You were taking a round in the city streets with your bicycle until he appeared from behind you. You didn’t feel like answering him so instead you turn your face to him before averting it back to the road. He noticed how swollen your eyes were and how puffy your nose looked, but he didn’t find it in him to ask you so he let you continue. You were about to crash into another vehicle when he held onto you and pulled you off your bike making him fall back. You immediately got off of him before he apologized to the driver.

“Stop,” he said. He was breathing heavily as he caught up to you, but you didn’t seem to listen to him so he repeated what he had said, “Stop, listen to me.”

“Why should I?” You snapped finally turning to him, your eyes were deadly and he almost felt his heart drop at how broken you were. He hadn’t talked to you for two months after you told him—he said no—and he didn’t know; he was too young to know.

He started, “Are you all right?”

“That’s such a rhetorical question, Ong.” You raked your fingers through the thick strands of your hair to push away the stray hair from your face. You added, “Because I want to be fine, I want to be happy—it’s just that I’m not.”

He watched you again—watched you break your heart in front of him. You sighed, “We’re young. It’s supposed to be fine. We’re normal teenagers, normal people and sometimes we’re even strangers. But you were my best friend and not anyone else’s. That’s the thing though, you were my best friend and now we’re no one.”

You simply did not wait for him to reply, rather you left him there to watch you leave. You didn’t want him to follow you or chase you to listen to him say sorry. You needed time—a change of pace.

Sometimes, you make mistakes. Mistakes you hardly regretted, because you knew they were your fault and no one’s. It was when you were in college when you regretted it most, you were tipsy and you found him alone near the balcony. He was swinging his cup sideways before looking up to you to which he looked shocked.

He made mistakes, he didn’t have such a beautiful life, he regretted most of his decision; however, he learned from you for so long that every decision was neither wrong nor right—they were just true. They all had consequences, but he didn’t regret it this time.

You laughed so loudly that night, you looked happier yet painfully sad. You cried softly while laughing and somehow after some time you told him so willingly, “I’m still not all right if you were wondering, Seongwoo. I don’t know why I’m here with you, but I’m happy.”

Seongwoo listened to you mumble the other words until you said it—something he missed out after saying no, “I’m still here—still craving for you.”

He’s trying to fix you, himself. He tries, but the next morning you wake up shouting and screaming at him to stop. He finally hears you say it—it’s so beautifully painful, “No.”

He screams and cries when you leave. He sleeps with your scent still lingering in his sheets, and then he sees you out working hard on your portfolio. You see him, but you don’t speak a word; however, despite the silence around you, you find his solace endearing. He’s there, you accept that after a month then you’re falling back to him.

“You used to stare quite a lot when we were young.” He stated leaning against the balcony. You blew the piece of stray hair away from your face, but he brushes it off clipping it behind your ear when it doesn’t move away. You said, “You were interesting.”

You smiled, “People noticed me stare.”

“I watched you a lot when you looked away.” He admitted to which you cock your brow at, “It was only fair.”

“Hey,” you say when he pulls you to bed quickly removing his remaining clothes and some off of you, “do you love me?”

He stops to look into your eyes, he’ll give you exactly what you want always. You were always so patient, never growing tired of anything despite the pain. He pulls you to his lap to press a soft kiss to your neck before he breathes in, “I’d be damned if I say another no.”

Then he sees you smile so genuinely as if to say you were all right and happier. This time you will be better.

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