Jungwoo - Emotions

Jungwoo - Emotions

Genre: fluff

Paring: Jungwoo x reader

Word count: 556

Jungwoo and you were together for a few month and you were truly glad that everything in your relationship went well. Of course there were arguments, but never this serious.

Today you were going to this ball, that Jungwoo kept on talking about. It would be a big hall and there were many of his co-workers. He even said the food was from one of the best chefs in the city.

Maybe this was the thing that cajoled you. He knew that you loved food and when he brought this topic up, he made sure you were listening intensely to him. It was his only way to bring you there.

You were never a person that enjoyed parties much. Your bed was your best friend and the heartbreaking movies the best part of a friday evening.

So when he asked you at first you denied, but he was really persistent and there wasn't any way to possibly deny the offer.

By now you were ready to go there. You wore high heels well actually they weren't that high, a red dress, that really fits your form and a decent amount of makeup. You were too tired to put more on. ____________________________________________

You arrived twenty minutes before the event started. You sat in your car and tapped impatiently on the steering wheel when a knock was heard on the window of the passenger side. Jungwoo was looking out of breath and he didn't stop knocking, even when you looked at him for god knows how long.

You opened the door and allowed yourself to take a step outside your car.

Jungwoo opened his mouth, but closed it to inhale and short after when he looked you in the eyes, he spoke frantic: "Y/N did you look at the time?! We're late!"

"Wait what? But we still have twent-" and then you realized your mistake. You read the watch wrong. "Oh shushhh" escaped your lips quietly. "Ah babe, I'm sorry I read the watch wrong."

"It's okay. But hurry up before we can't enter anymore." Said the no longer distressed looking man with a low voice.

You went to the entrance. Jungwoo gave you a sweetly smile and took one of your hands in his.

When you arrived in the hall you regretted to ever think this event could be a little interesting. No. You wished you would have made more of an effort to apply makeup. Everyone looked gorgeous but you.

You were well aware that a lot of people liked Jungwoo and when you looked around you could see so many eyes on him. There were also women looking more like starring that had boyfriends. And you somehow were really pissed about that. I mean c'mon he was your boyfriend yet they had enough guts to look a hole at him and made it really obvious that they wanted to speak with him. And that right in front of you. They definitely knew he was taken, he was holding your hand. Wasn't that enough of a discouragement?!

Jungwoo looked at you and saw jealous written all over your face. He knew you couldn't hide your emotions well, but this was hilarious to him. So when the host, who was a woman, came over to you two, he couldn't help but laugh a bit during the greeting.

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-Sik-K 🖇

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ONE - The Obvious

Genre: it's like a little fluffy🤷🏼‍♀️(?)

Paring: One/Jaewon x reader

Summary: You and One are trainees under YG and meet there for the first time.

Word count: 1.7k

"Thank you Mrs. Y/L/N. Tomorrow you need to be here at 7 o'clock. See you tomorrow." Said your new boss, Mr. Yang, and left you alone in his office. You didn't even get to say goodbye.

You couldn't remember the name of the person he wanted to meet next. Was it Jeff? Hmm nope it wasn't Jeff. Jae? Yeah...you're pretty sure it began with Jae.

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You were pretty eager to finally begin your career as a singer. It was your dream since you were in middle school. The only exhausting thing was to convince your parents. They weren't really happy about your decision, but eventually accepted it and you could go to an audition, after what felt like years. You chose YG, because you were always a fan of BigBang and wanted to meet them so badly. The only thing that kept you from meeting them was your little amount of money.

So this was it. You weren't dreaming. You were standing in front of the building. Slowly you entered the building and walked to the front desk. The woman at the front desk looked more annoyed than kind.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" She asked monotone, not even looking at you.

"Hello my name is Y/N Y/L/N. I'm a new-" You couldn't even give your whole answer before she literally threw you your ID-card at the desk and said: "So you're one of the new trainees." She looked you up and down with a bitchy face. Then she forced a smile on her lips and continued: "Welcome at YG. Please go to the office of the boss on the 7th floor. You'll be informed for further information from him." You thanked her and turned around to go to the elevator.

You went in the elevator and waited for the doors to close. A hand slid between the elevator doors before they almost closed.

A young man entered the elevator and looked like he just ran a marathon. His hair was slightly drenched, his breath unsteady. Still, he smiled at you and greeted you with a bow. You bowed back.

You two went out on the same floor. When you hold in front of the office door, you noticed that the young man also stopped. You knocked on the door and heard a faint 'come in'. You two entered the office and you slowly began to wonder why he was also here.

"Mrs. Y/L/N, Mr. Jung. It's a pleasure to meet you. You're probably wondering why you are here together. So I will make it short. You two are going to be solo artists and it would be great if you two work together. I make a new project. Since I don't have time for all artists at every hour. You're going to assess the songs of each other. It will be much easier for you mrs. Y/L/N. Mr. Jung already know a lot about producing. I hope it is okay for you. I'm sorry but I need to attend an important meeting now. Goodbye." And with that he was out of the door.

You stood there dumbfounded. You were going to work together with someone you barely knew? He wasn't even a professional. He was just another trainee. Maybe with a little more experience. But definitely not the person you thought to work with.

He on the other hand simply looked at you and then left the office. His face showed no sign of joy, he didn't move one single muscle.

What was he up to? He greeted you at the elevator but after the news he showed his cold side? Guess he's not that happy about the development, but neither were you. You shrugged your shoulders and went around the different floors.

Nobody said that you couldn't walk around, so you guessed it was allowed for you. You had 2 floors that you could explore, because the others were unimportant for you.

You went around for quite a long time and you were getting bored. Nobody said to you in which practice room or just where you could go to write lyrics. You thought your best decision was to ask the kind woman at the front desk on the first floor.

As you walked through the elevators, you were surprised to find Mr. Jung there. Well, you didn't know his first name and to call him mr. Jung felt awkward because he looked around your age.

Your appearance didn't go unnoticed to him. He looked over his shoulder and your eyes met. His eyes were digging holes in yours.

"Just to inform you, my name is One. You can find me in studio 8 if you're finished with song writing. I'm not here for small talk, so don't speak to me when it's not business related."

Were you hearing right? Was he really this kind of person?

"Hey, are you that impolite to not even introduce yourself?"

"Sorry, my name is Y/N." ,was all you could say before he went in the elevator. You stood there just looking at him. His attitude wasn't the best you could wish for, but you had to accept it. ____________________________________________

One month later and you were finished with a few songs. You had written every day. On one day you were just sitting in a cafe and observed your surrounding. There was a couple that seemed to have an serious argument. This brought you somehow to your lyrics.

You were on your way to studio 8 since One said he would be there. But you were a little disappointed when you walked around on the floors. You didn't saw an artist and you already worked there for a month.

Today was also a day like this. Heck, there wasn't even a single person on the floor.

As you made your way to the door, you began to become more nervous. You didn't know why, but your heartbeat was fast. It felt like it would come out of your chest in any second. You tried to calm yourself. What could possibly go wrong? He is a trainee, just like you.

You knocked on his studio and waited for him to say something. But you didn't hear a 'come in' or 'I'm coming'. There was nothing, just silence. Since it gave no sign that somebody will open this door in any minute, you opened it carefully. Your head was the first thing that popped up behind the door.

You didn't saw a person in there, but you suggested that waiting for him wasn't a bad idea. So you waited there, for half an hour. And he still didn't show up. You were getting bored, so you went to the desk in front of you, away from the couch. The couch was really comforting for the last half an hour.

Everything in this room looked expensive, expect the couch. That's probably also the reason why you liked it. It was just perfect for you and really comfortable.

You didn't want to touch anything that looked like it could destroy his work. Even if he wasn't that nice, you didn't want to become like him.

You stiffened when the door suddenly opened. You turned around and saw that there wasn't just One standing there. You didn't believe who was standing just a few meters away from you. This couldn't be real.

"So Y/N are you just going to stand there like a statue? I have work to do and you're disturbing me." Said One in an annoyed voice and with a rather cold expression.

"Hey, Jaewon why are you so mean to her? She probably has a reason for coming here, right?", said the person beside One. He had plump lips and his face was that like a goddess to you. And you shouldn't begin with his voice. His voice was so damn good. You loved his rapping.

You then remembered that he did want an answer to his question. "Uhh, yeah....actually I came to talk with One about the songs I wrote. But he wasn't here when I came, so I thought waiting was the best option."

"You're calling him One? Why would you call him by his stage name? I thought you two were close, well at least a little. Jaewon you were just talk-" Jaewon shut him up with his hands. It seemed like Jaewon's friend was biting into his hand. The only thing you could do was laugh. You practical laughed your ass off and this didn't happen often.

Jaewon was the first to look at you and speak up. "Sorry Y/N that you had to witness my idotic friend speaking shit like always. Hanbin often mistake a few things, so ignore what he said just now. Also could you please quick wait outside. I need to discuss something with Hanbin, but I'll be done in a few minutes. Thanks ahead." And with that you were shoved out of his studio. ____________________________________________

The next months went by really fast. You would meet Jaewon (he allowed you to call him by his real name after a few days) everyday in his studio and talk with him for hours. You didn't mind that, but you definitely didn't understand why he changed so suddenly. He was talking you down one day and the other day he was super nice.

The day began like every other day, you came to his studio and talked with him for hours. You wrote so many songs that some other groups will become them.

Jaewon always praised you for being so active in songwriting. The only thing he didn't know was, that most of the songs you recently wrote were about him.

Your feelings for him grew over the past months. You didn't even know when they started, but they were there and you were sure of it. His feelings were on the other hand unknown to you. And you were sure that the songs he wrote weren't about you.

"Till the sunlight interferes We make so much love Ay ay till you’ve had enough Baby work it work it uh Give it that work Give it that work Your breath is quickening We’re not done yet We’re busy right now"

This song was called 'heyahe'. You really liked it, but he also wrote a song named 'gettin' by'. When you saw the lyrics you were thinking if he just broke up or if he had someone new already. It was stuck in your head for a long time.

You couldn't concentrate and this was the worst part. How were you going to write songs when you couldn't even think straight?!

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Special stage - Lucas

Genre: fluff,(angst)

Pairing: Lucas x reader

Word count: 1,5k

Lucas was standing with his back to the fans. He felt nervous. It was the first time for him to be alone. Well he never thought he would stand alone on stage. He wasn't even expecting that people just cheered for him.

He knew the fans loved NCT, but he wasn't so sure how they would react when he wasn't with his group. When it was just him.

Sometimes there was a lot of controversy about him. He looked kinda like a fuckboy and some people always complained about him being too loud. But he didn't care. Well most of the time he didn't care.

Sometimes the fear would take over and he began to doubt about himself. He was thinking he was too much...too much of a burden. What could be happening when he made a mistake? One mistake could take the whole group down. And it wasn't in his mindset to let this occur.

But there was a good thing, more like a good person for him. You. You were his everything and he told everyone just what an angel you were. Even when he was feeling down you could cheer him up. He thought about this a lot. How could you make a person feel so special? Yet you didn't do anything for that.

It was a puzzle he could never find ever piece of. After some time it was indifferent for him. Everything that count was you by his side.

So as he was standing there his fear took over him.

Yesterday you talked with him about his performance. You reassured him that everything will go right. How could anything possibly go wrong if he was going to be the spotlight?

After a second thought it was him, so a lot of things could go wrong, but you refused to make a joke about it. Because you knew just how tensed he was about this whole thing. It meant a lot to him. Maybe even his whole world and he didn't plan to make a mistake

He began to sweat. Big drops of sweat made their way over his face. By now he began into panic. He wasn't exactly sure why he was so nervous. But he couldn't bring himself to cool down.

The music began to play and he knew that he had to sing in a little while. He also knew he had to turn around and begin dancing. But his foot weren't moving. He was standing there like a statue and his fans began to scream. He couldn't hear everything they shouted. But did he hear 'Y/N'? He was certain your name was called. But you shouldn't be here. You had an appearance in a show.

All of a sudden he felt warmth on his hand. He looked down to it and saw your hand.

You were still wearing the ring he gave you to your first anniversary. It was a modest silver ring. You loved those kind of things. So after you mentioned that you wanted a new ring and he should help you with the decision he searched for suitable rings. After some time he found the right one. And once he saw your face litt up after seeing the ring, he knew he made the right decision.

But gosh was he scared to tell the rest of the world about you. He didn't want to hide you from the rest. It was just that he was scared. Since both of you were idols he didn't want to risk anything.

But at the same time when weren't you two risking everything? Just the fact that you two could get caught was large. But you didn't made anything out of this. It was how it was. Why would you hide your relationship? Nothing was wrong about it.

So you took the next step and went public with your relationship. And despite a few hateful comments the majority congratulated and supported you.

He smiled to himself when you pulled at his hand and brought him back to reality. Back to his painful reality. He messed up. How could anyone forgive him that he couldn't even stand alone on stage?

"Yah, are you okay? Everything's alright. Your fans are waiting, c'mon." Your voice was low and full with affection and a hint of worry. But even though you seemed worried, you gave him a big smile.

And this was all he needed. He turned around and the music began to play again. This time he danced to the rhythm and was amused that you danced along.

After the first song you began to sing a song of him.

It was released last year and he got the inspiration to write the song from Christmas eve. The way you looked at him made him wanted to melt. It was the cutest moment he saw you. Your eyes were filled with love and the way you scrunched your nose was the most adorable thing he ever saw.

He started singing with you and the whole stadium began to shut down. Everyone was enjoying this moment. The song filled with love. Your voice sweet like butter and his rap on point. Even though it was a slow song the rapping was fitting it really well.

The song was going to its end and the atmosphere changed. The quiet audience became louder. And what they said made both of you smiling like idiots. It were three tiny words. Three words that weren't this much of a connection between his fans and him, but words that made you cringe.

"Kiss each other"

Lucas made a mental note to tease his fans afterwards. It was always funny to see his fans go crazy over little things. He made clear that he saw things that fans made. He sometimes even read fanfictions. How could they come to their ideas? What were these people doing in their normal life? And most importantly how many freetime do they have? Like really, some stories were interminable. But he liked them anyway.

So as the fans told he took your face in his hand and his other hand was still holding onto yours.

He brought your noses together and rubbed them against each other. You were almost laughing because you knew he just wanted to tease. But you looked so lovely he couldn't hold back anymore.

So he let his lips touch yours. At first you almost didn't notice the weight of his lips. But then a soft feeling attached and the butterflies in your stomach didn't stop.

The kiss didn't last long, because it was kind of embarrassing for both of you to do it in front of so many people. But it was amazing nonetheless.

The crowd now cheered extremely loud and you two turned red as tomatoes. You thanked all the fans for coming and quickly left as it wasn't your concert you appeared in.

Lucas quickly ran backstage when the concert ended. He needed to find you. But you weren't there. He looked everywhere but you were nowhere to be found.

So he immediately called you. After a few ringings he heard your sweet voice. You already knew what he was up to, so you spoke before he could even ask.

"Hey babe, I'm sorry I had to left but I wanted to see your performance backstage and had a few minutes before I had to go to the show so I dropped by. When I arrived I saw that you weren't rapping or at least moving. So I went up. I hope it didn't bother you."

You were speaking do fast he had troubles keeping up with your pace. But he eventually did.

"It really isn't a problem. Actually I was quite surprised to see you and also extremely happy. Thanks a lot. I think I couldn't have made it without you. You are truly the best."

"Yah. Don't make me blush. I'm still at work." You were laughing a loud at the phone and he smiled to himself. Knowing he could never replace you.

"When are you finished? I'd like to eat with you at my place. How does it sound to you?"

How could you possibly say no to his offer? So you told him you were ready at 1 am and that you would be quite flattered to go to him.

He was a little sad that he had to wait for 2 more hours. But the thought of you two being together probably until the afternoon made him more than just happy.

On that day he went home knowing his life couldn't be any better. Actually it was just like how he wanted it. A little difficult sometimes but never boring.

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Can you write something about ONE? There's so little about him 😢

Yeah of course. Would you like a reaction, scenario or something like a head-canon? It would be also great if you say what exactly you want to read about him :)