Is That My Sweater Youre Wearing? - Sunwoo

“Is that my sweater you’re wearing?” - Sunwoo

can i request prompt 75 (b) with the boyz sunwoo pls?

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬summary: eric just can’t keep his mouth shut when it came to sunwoo’s privacy ↬ tags: student! sunwoo, student! + fem! reader, ft. student! eric & jacob ↬ word count: 663 words

You silently cursed yourself when you felt an empty side pocket where your umbrella was supposed to be. Braving yourself, you cringed when your foot landed in a puddle, but half of your body was already out in the rain and you couldn’t stop now. Running like a madman, you tried to shield your head with your (thankfully) water-proof bag. 

You weren’t planning to head to The Boyz dorm, but that was the only safe place to hide from the pouring rain. Plus it was hella close to your school. With at least 75% of you being soaked, you padded to their door. Knocking in resignation, you waited awkwardly and hoped that maybe someone was in the dorm. “Jacob oppa!” Your eyes lit up, knowing that your knocking had paid off. Said angel quickly ushered you in, taking your school bag from you. “Didn’t Sunwoo message you saying he would fetch you?” You stood at the doorway still, and he brisk-walked into his room, handing you a towel. 

Before you could open your mouth to say no, he put two floor mats next to the cupboard of shoes; one for your bag, one for you to stand on. He put his hands on his hips, “I guess you can borrow Sunwoo’s stuff. Let me go and get something for you to wear.” You nodded gratefully as you tried to absorb what water was on your arms and legs. 

“Here you go. Have you had lunch yet? I don’t think so. Let me cook ramyeon for you.” Jacob answered his own questions and he gestured for you to go and change. You attempted to not leave wet tracks and skidded into the toilet. Peeling the wet clothes off you, you blotted your hair dry and put on Sunwoo’s sweater and a pair of his (smallest, you hope) sweatpants. 

“Where do I hang my clothes?” “Just leave them inside! I’ll tell the two boys when they get back!” You emerged from the room and plonked yourself down at the dining table, “Thank you for the meal!” Jacob sat across you and he smiled, “I made it the way you like.” You glanced around at the empty dorm, realising that your brother wasn’t around, “Where did Sangyeon go?” “It’s our free day today and your brother has decided to coop himself in the studio. And the rest are out except me. Eat it while it’s hot!” He pushed the bowl of steaming hot noodles to you. 

“We’re back hyung!” Eric announced and stopped short, causing Sunwoo to yelp from behind him. “Hi Eric and Sunwoo.” You covered your mouth as you waved at them. “Change out and come eat lunch.” Jacob tapped the empty seats around you and they skittered into their rooms. “Oh my god. I’m famished.” Sunwoo commented as he dragged the chair beside you, seating down and scooping a big helping for himself. 

“Sunwoo, I thought you were going to be nice and fetch our maknae?” Sunwoo’s eyes widened, “Oh my god I completely forgot about fetching you!” You chuckled, “It’s okay. I guess you owe me one now.” Another yelp came from the toilet and Eric came out, “Your...your inner...wear is inside?” Jacob rolled his eyes, “Keep eating. I’ll hang your clothes in the drying rack.” He left his seat to help a flustered Eric. 

“Is that my sweater you’re wearing?” Sunwoo lightly poked your cheeks. “Jacob oppa passed it to me. Why?” Other than the fact that the sweatpants were a little loose around the waist, it’s keeping you kinda warm. “Oh nothing.” He whipped his head back to his food and Eric sat across you. “He always wanted you to wear one of his clothing. Ain’t that right?” “YA ERIC SOHN!” 

“Sorry what?” The piece of information dawned on you. “You look good. Grey was never really his color.” “ERIC SOHN! One more time and-!”

“And you two should get together~!” 

“Can the three of you not talk while eating?”

“You’re so clingy, geez.” - Sangyeon

can i request prompt 7 of list c ‘sitting in his lap to get his attention’ with sangyeon pls 🥺 tysm 🥰

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬ summary: who asked sangyeon to look so utterly huggable? ↬ tags: idol! sangyeon, gn! reader ↬ word count: 349 words

↬ a/n: don’t know about you readers but i like it when there’s a right balance of clingy and independence :> enjoy !

The sky looked a little under the weather (no pun intended) and you were doing nothing much in particular. You buried your nose into Sangyeon’s hoodie, which you had picked up from his bed earlier that morning. You didn’t know whether it was because of the dreary, cold weather or his scent emanating from his hoodie, but you desperately wanted to cling onto him.  And so you did. You followed him into the recording studio where he was doing his songwriting creations, your hands clutching on the back of his shirt. 

“Aigoo, you’re so clingy today, huh.” He didn’t turn around fully, but you knew that behind the black mask he was wearing hid a small smile. You shook your head and he pulled you a little closer as you two stepped into the recording room. He put his bag down and picked up his guitar, strumming and humming under his breath. You curled up on the couch in the soundproof room and his fingers plucked several strings, playing a soft tune. You watched, transfixed. It felt like he was standing in a field of cherry blossom trees and he was picking at the delicate petals. 

You wanted him to hold you.

He pursed his lips and he rolled on the swivel chair, and his hands hovered over the keyboard. You took this opportunity to climb onto his lap and you latched onto him, your legs either side of his. He was taken aback, but he just carrassed your head. “I’m cold.” You helpfully supplied and he chuckled, the lovely sound vibrating throughout his entire body, “Okay. I’ll keep hugging you until you are warm.” 

“Until I’m warm?” You pushed yourself up, your hands on his broad shoulders. He looked up at you and pulled you in for a kiss, “I’ll keep holding you forever and ever and ever and ever…” He trailed off and you pecked his cheeks, “That’s what I want to hear.” 

“You are so clingy, geez.” 

“But you love me. And you know what’s going to come up next.” 

“So give me all your attention~!”

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a) 81. “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you want to stop and feel the rain?” - changmin

Changmin burrowed his nose into the woolen material of his coat, stuffing his glove-clad hands into his pocket as he waited for you to finish your shift. He lowered his head as he tried to not let anyone recognize him. “Min! I finished work early today!” You back-hugged him, causing him to smile. 

“Let’s go.” He shifted the umbrella to his right hand, opening it and he took your bag, looping the bag straps over his shoulders. “It’s snowing a lot today.” You noted, “That means hot cocoa and snuggle time later!” His heart fluttered and he pressed a kiss to your cheeks, “I can’t wait!” He said with the same amount of excitement, a bounce in his step. A loud whoosh was heard and rain started pouring. 

“Oh?” Changmin glanced at you as you stared at the fat droplets. You stuck your hand out of the umbrella, “I want to feel the rain.” As soon as you said that, Mother Nature had seemed to agree and the rain poured even heavier. Everyone around you two ran, finding shelter. The thunder sounded and Changmin looked at you incredulously, “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you want to stop and feel the rain?” Before he could even stop you, you let out a high-pitched yelp and you spun in circles, a big smile forming on your face as you, shouting in joy. Someone yelled “You’re crazy!” to the left, but all Changmin could think of was how absolutely ethereal you look. It seemed like time had stopped and he was just laughing as you grinned, the sides of your lips reaching your eyes. 

He snapped out of it, “Oh my gosh! Come back here!” He lightly padded towards you and you giggled, “That was so fun!” Thankfully you had had your coat on and the hood over your head, but Changmin hustled you back to your little studio apartment. “Come on, you need to change out of those.” He unloaded your things as a silly grin formed on his face, recalling how child-like you were. You disappeared into the toilet, and he took the towel hanging near the window. He sat down on your bed and you emerged, clad in your pyjamas. 

“Seat here.” He patted the empty spot in front of him and you bounded to him and you curled up on the floor. “You should have joined me. It was refreshing.” You paused and you sneezed into your shoulder. “And if I did, who is going to take care of us when we’re sick, hmm?” He lightly draped the towel over your head and dried your hair. 

“Uhm…Jacob oppa?” Changmin let out a huff, “I’m going to leave.” “Ah~! Changmin I was kidding! You know ” You laughed as you held onto his legs, and though you weren’t looking at him, Changmin knew you were full on grinning. You sneezed another time and Changmin scooped you up, “Let’s cuddle.” “I was just going to suggest that.”

“Then you can afford to spend some time with me noona.” - Hyunjae

Hi! Can I request for C8 and C14 with the boyz hyunjae with noona gf? That'd be so cute!

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬ summary: despite you being the older one, hyunjae loved taking care you ↬ tags: non-idol! hyunjae, teacher! + fem! reader, mentions of nudity (but i kept it PG) ↬ word count: 737 words

↬ a/n: it was a blast writing this <3 

Hyunjae excitedly toed off his shoes, ready to spend the remaining time of the day with you, but he stopped short in his tracks when he saw you still in your work clothes, typing away on your laptop.

“Noona~!” He called out and he watched as you lifted your gaze to look at him. Your eyes lit up and you opened your arms and he dropped everything to run to your embrace. “God I missed you.” His heart skipped a beat and a wide smile graced his face a you looked up at him, affection filling your gaze. 

He narrowed the gap between you and him, pressing a chaste kiss, followed by a deep kiss that left you breathless. He laughed when he saw how flustered you were, “I see that you finally used the chapstick I got you. You look so adorable noona.” You giggled at his compliment, “Thank you Hyunjae. It’s a nice gift.” He stepped back, “Have you been working ever since you got home at 7?” He glanced at the click which read 10:00. 

Before you could speak up, Hyunjae gave a little frown, “You need a break.” You sighed, “I know, but I have a presentation to prepare for.” You poised your hands over the keyboard, but Hyunjae grabbed your hands, “Let’s take a shower together. You’re going to be more refreshed after that.” Without thinking twice, you moved into the bedroom, lagging behind Hyunjae. 

There wasn’t any sexual tension or anything or that sort. It was purely Hyunjae fussing over you. As you were the noona, he tended to be babied in the relationship, but now it was him taking care of you. He liked doing it and he knows that you like it too. Stripping himself bare of his stiff button up, he led you into the standing shower, adjusting the water temperature. The water was scalding, just how the both of you liked it. 

He placed his hands on your hips and nudged your bodies closer under the stream of water. Hyunjae closed his eyes as you breathed a heavy sigh of relief. “Is it that good?” He laughed as you leaned on his broad shoulders, “Mmm, yeah.” Hyunjae lightly threaded his slender fingers through your locks, working the shampoo into your roots as you did the same for his hair, giggling as you did so. 

Hyunjae was surprised that you were actually comfortable enough around him to do this. Hyunjae had seen you naked…plenty of times, of course. You two were pretty much dating now, so it happened from time to time. But showering together like this was such a domestic moment and Hyunjae kinda liked it. Plus, the two of you don’t shower together very often due to hectic schedules. 

“Wait a second.” You stuck out your tongue as you attempted to arrange his hair, closely resembling a shark’s fin, causing the two of you to burst out laughing. Hyunjae held up a soapy loofah, sporting a smile that was uncharacteristically goofy, but oh-so-genuine, “Noona, I’ll soap you up too.” 

Hyunjae turned you so your back was facing his front and he hummed a little tune as he scrubbed. He did a quick work of soaping his body too, making funny faces once in a while to entertain you as you waited for him to be done. “There we go. All nice and clean.” Hyunjae reached above to grab the two fluffy towels hanging on the rack, wrapping you up first before dabbing the water off his chest and finally loosely hanging it around his torso. 

Stepping out of the shower, Hyunjae gazed as you shivered when your feet made contact with the marble floor. “Cold~!” You immediately retracted your feet and shuffled back to Hyunjae. He good-naturedly rolled his eyes as he easily picked you up. “And what do you say noona?” You pecked his cheek, “Thank you!” He laid you down in bed and you beckoned for him to lie beside you. 

“Should I continue working?” Hyunjae lifted the covers and draped it over the both of you. “Nah. You’re pretty much done with it, no?” 

“True. I just need to convert it into a video and send it to my students in two days.” Hyunjae pulled you closer to him, “Then you can afford to spend some time with me noona. Your students can wait.” 

“Fine, but can we get into some pajamas first?”

"I love hearing your voice. Repeat that one more time." - Jongho

find more content here: ateez masterlist ↬ summary: there is virtually nothing that is stopping you from hearing jongho’s voice again and again as a producer  ↬ tags: idol! jongho, producer + gn! reader, ft. idol! hongjoong, mentions of idol! san & wooyoung ↬ word count: 715 words 

There are different types of voices in the world. The ones you don’t want to hear, the ones that are rather average and the ones you want to hear all the time.

And Jongho belongs to the last group.

You couldn’t quite explain it really, how attracted you were to voices (Jongho’s voice, specifically). Having a talent to distinguish voices has landed you a job in KQ Entertainment, where you worked alongside other great producers. Many people deemed you as young and inexperienced, but it was Jongho that insisted to KQ that you were worth teaching and it was also Jongho that stood by you when you were hesitant and afraid. And of course KQ had grown you into a budding enthusiast for producing music.

Jongho and you were as different as the night is from the day, but this weird connection with music has led you two to be the best of friends. You mused at how introverted you were (and still are) as his outgoing personality has let him gain many new friends in the music industry.

You sat inside the recording studio, facing the board as you fiddled with the controls. You hummed ATEEZ’s latest tune, drumming your fingers to the upbeat rhythm of Wave as Jongho jumped on your from behind, “Boo!” He flashed a foxy grin and you rolled his eyes, “Hi Jongho. I already knew that you were going to do that.”

“Nah, you did not. You almost fell out of your chair!” He leaned his elbow on the head of the swivel chair. “That’s because you are too strong.” Just as he sat down, Hongjoong entered the room with a smile on his face, his red hair complimenting his face, “If it isn’t my favorite 00 liner!” That earned him a rather loud whack from Jongho. 

“Come on, let’s get recording. Wooyoung and San will be arriving a little late due to their other schedule.” He pointed out and you nodded. Mentally going through the parts where Jongho sang, you played the remix as Hongjoong sat beside you. Being your informal teacher, you’ve learnt quite a bit from Hongjoong and you were grateful for any opportunity to produce music alongside him.

After a while of recording, Hongjoong suggested, “Let’s take a break. I’m going to grab some drinks.” “Hyung I want the most expensive thing there.” Jongho joked and Hongjoong sent a flying pillow his way, “And I’ll get my favorite producer grape juice. I’ll be back.” As soon as he said that he moved out of the room. Jongho took a swig from his water bottle and went back into the recording area, “Can we practice the high note one more time?”

You raised an eyebrow, “You’re going to strain your voice.” “But I’m not perfect yet. Can we take it from the top?” He clasped his hands together and you couldn’t resist, “Okay, everything but the high note.” You bargained and he nodded. You inwardly sighed as you played the remix. Sometimes Jongho doesn’t take care of himself well and it was usually up to you to remind him. You watched as he made eye contact with you, swaying his body a bit as he sang.

When it came to the very last verse, you pressed the communicate button, “I’m sorry for interrupting but...” “...I screwed up right? I swear I heard my voice crack.” He fiddled with the cord of the headphones and you shook your head to reassure him, “No! Your singing is so good! I love hearing your voice. Repeat that one more time. Please?” You held up one finger.

A moment of silence passed between you two and with a slightly pink face Jongho agreed. Whipping out your phone, you connected it to the system to record his voice as he belted out the high note again, singing the rest effortlessly. He stepped out of the room and he rubbed the back of his neck, pointing at the recording on your phone, “I-If you wanted me to sing, I could d-do it anytime you know.”

“Really? Then would you sing for me everyday?” The door creaked open, revealing a semi-smiling Hongjoong. 

“I did not just step in here. Please ignore me.” Hongjoong backtracked and Jongho ran out after his hyung, “HYUNG! YOU-!”