My Dear~

My Dear~

ꕥPosted: 8/12/20

ꕥGenre: Fluff

ꕥPairing: GenderNeutral Reader! x Wooyoung

ꕥWord Count: 440

ꕥWarnings: None

ꕥA/N: I know it’s short but it’s so adorable and I still love it. Hope you all enjoy it :))

I lazily ran my hands through my boyfriend’s soft, fluffy hair. He was sleeping soundly, snoring a little. We were lying on my bed facing each other, his arm wrapped around my waist. It was times like this that it really struck me how lucky I was to get to love him, and to have him love me back. I smiled as he unconsciously nuzzled my neck.

“Y/n...” Wooyoung mumbled in his sleep. I felt my heart go soft. His voice wasn’t sexual, but rather whiny, making me hold him closer.

I placed a finger on the bridge of his nose, tracing it softly. Wooyoung twitched in his sleep, making me giggle. I couldn’t help but admire the man in front of me. He was astonishing. The most handsome man I had ever seen, easily.

Listening to his even breaths, I soon began to lull myself off to sleep. Wooyoung being on my mind even as I drifted off.

-

Gradually, I opened my eyes. I saw Wooyoung’s dark orbs looking back at me, a cute expression on his face. The sunlight shining through the window was coloring his face, giving his sun-kissed skin a glow. He looked like an angel.

“Hello, my dear. Sleep well?” He pulled me closer against his chest.

“I did. You?”

Wooyoung smiled and kissed my cheek. “I slept fantastic.”

A moment of comfortable silence fell between us as we took the moment to admire one another.

“So what’s the plan today, y/n?”

“Well, I, for one, think it would be a wonderful idea if we spent all day in bed together.”

My boyfriend nodded in agreement as he yawned, covering his mouth with a hand.

“That is a wonderful idea. Possibly your best one yet.”

“Why thank you, good sir.”

And so that’s exactly how we spent the day. Giving each other tired kisses in between naps, watching Netflix, and cuddling.

These days were few and far between given his busy schedule, but it made me appreciate them more. I could tell he felt the same.

As the day came to an end, I pouted. I wasn’t ready for the weekend to be over so soon. I didn’t want to let him go.

He noticed my reaction and smiled, knowing what I was thinking.

“This won’t be the last time we do this, you know. I’ll even make sure to spend the night next weekend.”

“Really? You mean that?”

“Of course! I love you. I can’t have you feeling lonely now can I? Gotta take care of my baby.”

I hid my head in the crook of his neck, slightly embarrassed. “I love you, too.”

I just got my first creepy message on Tumblr and I think that officially legitimizes my account so I’m expecting 500 followers and 1,000 likes in the next hour and y’all best follow through😤

I really wish more writers would clarify if their stories with extreme angst end happily or not. I ended up sobbing at a fanfic I thought was gonna end cute and fluffy but alas, no. I just want happy endings, my guy 😭😭

They’re lying, your honor 🤚

Guys @lovely-ateez is bullying me 😔

I just read ice cream and i would read the fuck outta it if it became a series or a lil book

Awwe that makes me so happy! I was thinking about making a series out of it but I wasn’t entirely sure if people would like it enough. I’ve got a few requests I’ll be working on first but I’ll definitely start to work on it soon! :))

For The First Time Pt. 1~

ꕥPosted: 7/19/20

ꕥGenre: College!au, Fluff

ꕥPairing: Fem!Reader x Jongho

ꕥWord Count: ~1k

ꕥWarnings: Slight language

ꕥA/N: There are several Chinese phrases I’ve sprinkled here and there, but I’ll provide the English translation so don’t worry! :)

Phrase Guide:

老师=teacher/professor

可爱=cute

I walked into my Chinese language class and looked around at the empty seats. The lack of students wasn’t that surprising to me. I was 15 minutes early, after all. I sat in the front row seat taking the books out of my backpack when I heard a familiar voice.

“Y/N! Hey!”

I looked up to see my best friend, Marina, and raised an eyebrow.

“Since when are you interested in learning Mandarin, M?”

“Oh I’m not at all,” Marina sat down and ran one of her perfectly manicured hands through her hair, “but you were the only friend in our group taking it and I didn’t want you to be lonely.”

She gave me a wink as I smiled at her.

“Thanks, babe. But this really is a tough class. You’ll definitely have to study hard if you want to pass.”

“Then I guess I’ll have to find a cutie to tutor me.”

I rolled my eyes at my love-crazed friend. It’s not like she’d have any trouble, though. Nearly every person she encountered fell for her. She wasn’t picky with gender, either. I remember when she came out to me several years ago. She wasn’t ashamed about it, quite the opposite, actually. I remember her throwing her head back in laughter.

“No one is safe from me! I will woo everyone and I cannot be stopped! I am invincible!”

I was pulled back to reality when Marina spoke again.

“You know, I’ve actually heard there’s a few cuties in this class.”

“Oh yeah? How’d you find that out?”

She chuckled and whispered, “Ancient Chinese secret.”

“Oh my god, M.”

As if on que, a group of three young men walked in. One was incredibly tall with bright red hair, another shorter with a light brown mullet, and another with a perfect, gummy smile.

They laughed at whatever joke the smaller one had told and looked around the classroom. By that point several people had trickled in, so finding a seat was slightly more difficult. Gummy-smile-guy looked at me and winked. He was, unfortunately, handsome. I looked away and cleared my throat, moving my gaze over to Marina, instead. She gave me a knowing smile, but said nothing. They eventually found seats towards the center row, just a few seats behind us.

After a few moments, Marina leaned close to me.

“Listen I’m just saying...I call dibs on the redhead. Did you see the way he was looking at me? He’s a damn fine man. You; however, ought to make a move on Mr. Flirty.”

“That’s seriously the best nickname you could come up with?”

“Listen. I’m getting ready to study a whole new language and I’m trying to save my brain power, y/n.”

Before I could respond to her, our professor entered. She seemed to be a middle-aged woman, wearing a classy dress with her hair tied up in a tight, neat bun. She carried several books in her hands and walked to the podium in the middle of the room.

As she sat down her books, she began speaking Mandarin at a relatively fast pace. I had never taken a Chinese class, but in preparation I studied the language for several months prior. I understood the majority of what she was saying and felt proud of myself for understanding.

“Alright class. Who would like to translate what I just said?”

My hand shot up after a second or so, giving my brain extra time to process her words.

“Good morning and welcome, everyone. This is Intro. to Chinese Language 101. If you are in the wrong class please leave, and if not, congratulations, you are in the right room,” I recited.

The professor raised her eyebrows in surprise.

“What’s your name young lady?”

“Oh! My name is y/n, 老师.”

She gave me a warm smile and nodded.

“Very well. I expect much from you, y/n.”

I smiled widely at her praise. To my side I could see Marina shaking her head at me and heard her whisper “Show off.”

As class continued I tried my best to answer what I could, but of course I couldn’t answer everything. It seemed that an unfamiliar young man and I took turns answering almost every question. I liked that. Bring on the competition.

Class ended sooner than I had liked and before long I was packing up my things.

“So where are you headed now?” Marina asked.

“Actually this is my break period. I’ve got an hour before my next class so I’m going to get some lunch.”

“Oh sweet! Me too!”

A deep voice that I didn’t recognize made me turn around.

“I think I’ll tag along, then.”

I looked up at the man with bright red hair and leaned my head to the side, noticing his two friends standing close to him.

“And who are you?” I asked.

He stuck out his hand for me to shake and gave a warm smile.

“Mingi Song. And you?”

Although his words were directed at me, he was looking at Marina, waiting for her to respond, instead.

I shook his hand and his gaze turned back to me.

“I’m y/n,” I pointed to Marina, who was already ogling Mingi, “and this is my friend Marina.”

Mingi picked up one of her hands and kissed it gently, “What a beautiful name you have, Marina.”

Mingi leaned closer to Marina and continued to flirt with her, pulling out every trick in the book. I’d seen this dance countless times with Marina and knew where it was going. I slid on my backpack and began to walk out.

“See ya, M! I’ll be at the cafeteria if you need me!”

She lazily waved back as I smiled at her. I took no more than a few steps before I heard someone running behind me. I turned around to see gummy-smile himself, secretly cursing myself when my heartbeat skipped.

“Y/n?”

“Yeah? What’s up?”

He took a moment before speaking and actually looked a little shy. It only showed on his face for a moment though, before he smiled confidently.

“Can I come with you to lunch?”

“I mean I guess, but I don’t even know your name yet.”

“Oh shit you’re right,” He smiled, “I’m Jongho.”

His smile. Damn his smile. Now that I could see him closer I actually got a good look at him. His fluffy dark brown hair with his forehead partially exposed, perfect facial proportions, and - oh god - he was really fit. His short-sleeved shirt showed the strong muscles in his arms just slightly enough to let you know that they were there. And of course, I knew.

“So are you gonna keep checking me out or are you gonna walk to lunch with me?”

His comment threw me off guard and I blushed, quickly shaking my head.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Jongho.”

“...可爱.”