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[12:49 a.m.]
wonwoo lays on the bed, with your head resting on his chest. the little streaks of moonlight that peek through the bedroom window lights the room enough to keep his packed suitcases barely visible, standing at one corner of the room, holding heavy with his clothes and emotions. but the two of you have an unspoken decision to not acknowledge it at the moment.
the bedside clock ticks away time in sync with the rhythm at which your head moves up and down with his breaths. but neither of you are asleep, nor do you decide to break this silence.
but then he hears your sniffs before he feels the cold wetness of your tears soaking into his t-shirt. wonwoo's quick to hold you to look at your face, but you don't allow it and only snuggle deeper into his chest to hide your face from him. wonwoo has to physically resist the urge to search for your face, because he knows what this is about, and he knows it's best to give you the time and space to process these emotions while he's still with you.
because tomorrow, he wouldn't be there to help you with it.
so he decides to pat your back in an attempt to soothe you.
because tomorrow, you'd have no one around as you cry yourself to sleep.
after a while, just as he'd expected, you bring your face back into his vision and snuggle into his side as before. this time, you draw random shapes into his chest to distract you from the tears collecting.
"if you could wish for one thing right now," you ask him in voice so soft, the room stays undisturbed, "what would it be?"
the soft rumble of his chest as he hums to think of an answer calms you for the being.
"i'd wish for one more day. so that tomorrow you'd ask me this again, and i get to reply the same again. and then again. and again."
you swallow the lump in your throat as you think about his answer.
"what would you wish for?" he asks.
"i'd wish for the time to stop. for the seconds to still and for the hours to remain unchanged. so that i can stay like this with you for a long time."
this was enough to break the mask wonwoo had so carefully placed so as to not upset you more. a single tear rolls down his cheek and places itself on your hair that he was nuzzled in until now. but you can't see him like this. not now, when you're trying so hard to seem okay. to show him you'll be okay.
and even though deep down you both know this isn't forever — he'll come right back to you in 2 years — your hearts still pain at the thought of having to go back to living without the other by your side.
so he turns towards you, so that your tears be soaked into his shirt, and his into your pillowcase, an unusual way to keep each other company as you part for the time being.
"i'm gonna get going", wonwoo says as he zips his backpack.
"yeah, okay", but you don't even look at him.
"i'll text you once i get there", he tries out, testing the waters. you still don't look up from your phone.
"okay."
he bites back a laugh by pressing his lips together.
"i'm leaving that book you wanted to read, it's on my desk."
"thank you."
wonwoo knows. he knows you're just trying to play it cool and pretend you're not sad - and maybe ignoring him is the best way -, but he can't buy that today. not today. so he walks up to you, standing in front of you on the couch, his tall and broad frame blocking the light that's coming from the window.
"are you mad at me?", but he knows the answer. not at him, maybe just at korea's government.
you finally look at wonwoo, bright eyes staring at him through your eyelashes. his hair is way too short - vernon's buzzcut kind of short -, his glasses are a bit crooked and he has no business looking that good in a plain black t-shirt.
ugh, damn jeon wonwoo.
"i'm not mad", you sigh. "i'm just..."
you shrug, but he gets the feeling.
"come here, let me say bye to you."
"i don't want to. you're not going anywhere, i don't know what you're talking about. for as long as i'm concerned, you're just traveling with your members for a while."
"that fantasy could easily work if mingyu wouldn't be pesting you while i'm gone", wonwoo chuckles. "but i'll tell him to go easy on you, to indulge you."
you roll your eyes, getting up from the couch and hugging wonwoo as tight as you can. i mean, it's not like he's gonna spend years away; you know that as soon as he's finished with training, he'll come back to you (and to mingyu, for that matter). but still, it feels a bit bittersweet, doesn't it?
"call me everyday", you tell him, your cheek pressed against his chest.
"you know i can't, babe. but i'll do my best to contact you."
your tiny and defeated 'okay' makes wonwoo chuckle again. he plants a kiss on the top of your head, letting himself smell your shampoo too. as always, it smells like home to him.
and, fuck, he isn't even out that door yet, but he can't wait to come back home already.
a/n: go and serve well, wonwoo. hope you get to rest a bit, we'll be waiting for you. i love you. ❤️🍒
now why would you do this to me
ANON REQUESTED “SEVEN-I wanted to gatekeep you from everyone else but I failed-TEEN and their bff/gf??”
ⓘ INCLUDES: romance, fluff, humor. established relationships, use of pet names, mention of alcohol (soonyoung). headcanons under the cut. ・ NOTE: the laugh i let out when i saw this request. my favorite genre of svt fr. ‹𝟹
this post will forever remain dear to me
“because angels are beautiful.” he pauses for a beat. “more than that— they’re obedient.”
★ word count: 5.8k ★ genre/warnings: 18+ content. smut. alternate universe: non-idol, religious themes and references, blasphemy, corruption kink. morally gray/manipulative csc, inexperienced reader, oral (m), fingering. let me know if i missed anything. not proofread. ★ footnotes: this is not the first fic that will be written about these photos. it will also not be the last. dedicated to @cxffecoupx, who so generously let me play with her idea and add a bit of my spin to it. love you dearly, ris; i hope this lives up even the teensiest bit to what you had in mind! ‹𝟹
The first time you meet Seungcheol again, it’s in the dimly lit corner of your parish hall. Your mother drags you over to him like an offering, her fingers biting into your wrist as she beams up at him.
“This is my daughter,” she says, voice brimming with pride. “You remember her, don’t you?”
Seungcheol’s smile is gentle, his head dipping in a slight bow. “Of course,” he says, steady as a psalm. “It’s been a long time.”
It has. You barely remember him— just a vague recollection of a boy with scraped knees and a perpetual grin. Someone who always stood too close to the altar, staring up at the crucifix like he wanted to be swallowed whole by it.
falling to my knees at the confessional because 'forgive me father for i have sinned' has taken a whole new meaning
firstly- IM SO SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY!!!
BUT(T)- usually i do all my post works on my laptop, so for the pics i go thru pinterest and find pics that seem nice and matchy (literally takes so much time i cannot-) then when i get a pic that i am interested in, i just copy the pic from pinterest to the post draft and paste it there. once i have three pics i just drag them to lie side-by-side to each other.
OR (if im on phone) i just download the pics, put them in the post, and to arrange them i just hold and drag them next to each other.
i hope this was understandable enough because i do not know how to explain it more than this, but if you still feel confused you can drop a message i'd love to help out!!
this seungcheol, but as your mother's friend's son who is full of faith and oh-so-good on the outside, making a show of always praying and seeming like a good lil church boy, but behind closed doors, absolutely enjoys ruining you as he bends you over his sacred table and fingers you as you bite into his rosary to keep the moans down because he can't have his parents hear you screaming his name.
someone please write this!!!
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wc: 1.3k summary: seokmin’s a little too obvious about his thing for you, but it’s okay! it’s cute! warnings: music major!seok n reader, they’re both a little immature but in a cute way?, loser!seokmin, seungkwan feature an: i’m so sorry this is late.. i wanted it to be perfect because it’s seokmin’s bday fic !!! he’s so special to me and i couldn’t let it suck yk?? (i still think it does..) n e way tysm to cutie @cxffecoupx for giving me this idea !!!
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if I had to use one word for this: ADORABLE
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