LETS GO BAE! - Sunwoo

“LET’S GO BAE!” - Sunwoo

Hiiii !!! Can I request a short imagine where Sunwoo is dating a very competitive volleyball player ? Who plays beach and indoor volleyball ! So specific Ik 😭 and just like what it would look like ? Or maybe where they go to the same school and he has a crush on the player and he goes to their games all the time and all that good stuff! I hope this makes sense and u can make it however u want !! I just never see volleyball imagines so I thought it would be fun :)

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬ summary: in conclusion: sunwoo is your number 1 fan and supporter ↬ tags: student! sunwoo, student! + volleyball player! + fem! reader, ft. student! eric, mentions of student! kevin  ↬ word count: 543 words

a/n: hihi sweetheart, sorry for the late reply T^T i’ve attempted your request and i hope you like it! i don’t know volleyball very well so i tried to make do with what google told me <3 

“That’s my bae! That’s my bae!” Sunwoo pointed at the court excitedly. Eric, who was dragged into this by Sunwoo, shook his head and shielded his face. You were in the midst of having your volleyball practice and Sunwoo, being the supportive boyfriend he is, was there to see you train. 

“LET’S GO BAE!” He waved at you as you stretched, smiling from ear to ear at his cute antics. You languidly raised your hand up, making a peace sign. Sunwoo had practically memorized your training schedule so he could free up his time to cheer you on. Inter-school competitions were right round the corner and Sunshine Sunwoo was determined to make sure you (and your team) brought glory for the school. 

“Let’s switch sides. Team A on my right and B on my left.” The coach shouted, and everyone shuffled positions. Sunwoo gazed at you as you confidently held the ball in your hands, ready to set the ball to the opposing team. Silence filled the air as Sunwoo leaned forwards in his seat. Single-handedly tossing the ball upwards with your left hand, the satisfying sound of your right hand hitting the ball resounded in the sports hall. 

Sunwoo excitedly pumped his fist in the air, a wide grin on his face. He knew that volleyball was your passion and you were darn good at it; your competitiveness was not to be tested for you had high standards especially when it came to the sport. “Seola! Here!” Sunwoo’s eyes were trained on you as you called for your teammate to pass you the ball. Easily catching the sailing ball, you faked a pass before setting it over to the opposing team, causing them to be caught off guard. 

Just like that for the next one to two hours, Sunwoo intently watched your gameplay, impressed every single time. Noting that Eric had left (no doubt to support his boyfie Kevin), Sunwoo trekked to the front row of seats. “Hi Sunnie.” “Geez, even after such a long, arduous training, my girlfriend is still as gorgeous as ever.” Sunwoo grabbed the towel from your hands and dabbed at your forehead. You leaned in, relishing the warmth he provided. 

“Tell me I did great.” You cheekily peered at him through half-lidded eyes. Sunwoo bent down and pressed a kiss to your temple, “My bae did her best today.” “And my Sunwoo did his best cheering me on today.” You tightly wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him closer to you. Inclining your head upwards, Sunwoo just continued beaming at you. Although the gap between Sunwoo and you made your position weird, you didn’t care. All you wanted was Sunwoo’s praise. 

“Ah, you’re making me so shy.” “Says the ultra competitive setter.” He paused before gushing about you, “When you did that spike, I could literally see the flames erupting from that ball! And OMG, that serve was AMAZING. You were literally dancing all over the court, I wish I had another set of eyes...oh!”

You tugged on his jersey (read: your volleyball jersey), locking lips with him. Pulling away, he tried and failed to hide his silly lop-sided grin. “Give me 15 minutes. No wait, make that 10 minutes to shower. Let’s grab dinner together.”  

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『 c h a n 』 

very huggable, would actually be the small spoon 

would not let you go until you give koala Chan attention 

even more clingy when tired 

nuzzles your back as his muscular arms wrap around your waist 

can i put him in my pocket? 

Chan sleepily stepped out of the room. “Good~ morning~ baby~!” His raspy voice resounded, and with half lidded eyes, Chan shuffled towards you. His bigger frame in his slightly oversized sleeping clothes made him all the more endearing as he opened his arms. He curled up on your folded legs, arms securely wrapping themselves around your waist. You wordlessly started carding through his hair, earning a satisfied sigh from him. “Good morning to you too Channie.” 

『 m i n h o 』 

when he first placed his hand on your thighs, you’d be flustered

“??? we’re in public…” “so?” 

might just grip your thigh so hard it leaves marks 

(thigh kink sorry not sorry) oddly calming

loves to trace patterns with his fingertips (and if you’re ticklish then…) 

Minho glanced at you before shifting closer to you. Noting that you were bouncing your legs nervously, he reached over and firmly placed his hand over your right thigh. You faltered and Minho leaned in, “You’re going to do great, trust me.” “Yeah, do great if you aren’t gripping my thigh so hard.” You feebly joked and Minho chuckled, opting to just leave his hand there. Quickly pressing a kiss to your temple, he nodded affirmatively as you got up. “All the best in this match!” 

『 c h a n g b i n 』 

you know the small part on your back? Yes

It’s a habitual thing, just placing his hand there

but if you two are cuddling then he’d just arm around the waist

(his hands are very warm) 100% shivers down your spine

dominant protective

Changbin’s eyes darted around the crowded reception area. Upon finding out that you were at a corner, he frowned when a couple of males (read: 2) flocked towards you, visibly causing you to shun them. Picking up his pace, he strode confidently over to you. “Changbin!” In one swift motion, he gently pulled you in for a kiss, hands easily settling itself on your back. “Ah, uh, have a good day.” The both of them stuttered before skittering away. “You can let go now, Bin-ah.” “And what if I don’t want to?” 

『 j i s u n g 』

has the tendency to cup the back of your head 

very adoring and heart-fluttering, especially if he is going to pull you in for a hug

uwu vibes are immaculate and i’m living for this 

protective when he holds you tightly like he never wants to let go 

might melt if he pats my head and praises me o.O

As soon as the music ends, and everyone files off stage, Jisung pulls you into his embrace. Feeling your entire body sag in his arms, he cupped the back of your head, “You did so well today. I’m so proud of you!” Ignoring his members' groans from all around him, he spoke a little louder for you to hear, “You did a brilliant job on stage, and our chemistry was really good.” Jisung pressed a kiss on your cheek, “Love you.”

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Think, think, think. - Sunwoo

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬ smmary: agent sun (or better known as sunwoo) has an important mission; but it wasn’t in his plans to get tangled up with you ↬ tags: agent! sunwoo, oc! + fem! park hanbyeol (you), oc! park chanyeol (your older brother), ft. agent! changmin ↬ word count: 989 words

↬ a/n: alright alright you guys must abso-freaking-lutely hate me now for posting so irregularly,, sorry for the super duper long wait i was very much out of ideas and busy with preparing and planning for a freshmen orientation in my school T^T

this story is loosely based on the BL “red candy” and i was inspired to do something like this,, moreover this lowkey had “the stealer” vibes and i went with it <3

"I’m sorry." Sunwoo gingerly tucked the stray strands of hair behind your ears, admiring your peaceful, sleeping figure. Everything he did so far was an act, but falling for you was not one. Sunwoo sighed. He could still remember when he first met you. 

--

Sunwoo landed on his feet, eyes darting left and right. "Agent Sun, status." "Negative, Agent Q." He replied back, right hand hovering over his in-ear. "I'll proceed." A simple door code to the study room was no trouble for him. According to intel, Park Chanyeol, an infamous figure in the black market. Sunwoo's mission was to sift out any and every intel. Immediately scavenging thoroughly, he took pictures of any relevant material he could get his hands. Seconds trickled to minutes and Sunwoo was slowly losing hope. Maybe Chanyeol’s company would have a secret vault or something. The material sent wasn’t sufficient, but it will have to make do. 

He held his breath at the sound of the door opening and the flicking sound of a switch turning on the lights. "Oh shit, shit, shit." Sunwoo cursed under his breath. 

Cocking the pistol in his hands, he stood upright, back flushed against the wall. A little more shuffling and Sunwoo emerged from his hiding spot, only to discover you. Park Hanbyeol, the younger sister. Sunwoo’s brain sifted through all the possible endings that could happen. Think, think, think. Gun immediately returned back into its holster, you had finally laid eyes on him. He blurted out, “I’m the housekeeper!” He certainly looked the part too (actually he didn’t, he was just trying to convince himself), having tied his windbreaker around his waist and the simple mask worn. 

According to his sources (he had LOADS of sources), the Chanyeol has a housekeeper which comes in once a week. Sunwoo felt a bead of sweat trickle down the side of his head and he prayed he was convincing enough. After this mission, I really should get proper acting lessons from actors instead. Your hand shot out, reaching out towards Sunwoo’s face. What is she trying to pull? Does she know some form of self-defense? How—

“You’re sweating a lot. You can switch on the air conditioning while you work, you know?” You wiped off the sweat and Sunwoo gulped, “U-Uh, noted.” Why you were here, was a secondary issue. Now, how am I going to gather intel with you around? 

You cocked your head to the side, eyebrows furrowing. Oh shit, is my cover about to be blown? Sunwoo stood unmoving as you took a step back, “You probably got a shock, right? I don’t normally visit my big brother’s house but I’m trying to hide from my very angry mother, so I told him I’d be staying in his house until everything blows over.” That was when he noticed your flushed face under the glow emanating from the chandelier and he caught a whiff of some form of alcohol. You were drunk, thank goodness.  

“Uh, miss. You should go to bed.” Sunwoo’s first instinct was to get you in bed, knock you out if necessary, then get searching and retreat. “I’m so tired I can’t walk anymore.” You hiccuped, lightly punching his chest. Sunwoo sighed. This was going to be a long night. Easily picking you up bridal style, he headed for the first room right next to the kitchen. He had memorized the entire blueprint and the locations of several CCTVs around in his target’s house. The camera would have been disabled, courtesy of Agent Q (Changmin, the one and only) who was camping outside, but he was going to be careful nevertheless. 

You kept babbling on as Sunwoo placed you down, tuning you out. He removed his mask, exhaling at the immense pressure thrust upon him at a very unexpected timing. I should have accepted the job at the cafe. “This is Sun reporting. I have everything—”

Everything seemed to happen in slow-mo, when you yanked him and he fell, lips colliding into yours. Heat flooded his face and he jerked up, hands pulling his mask over his mouth. “I must be crazy, but your eyes are so pretty.” You giggled, before promptly falling asleep. “Sun? Sun? Do you need my help?” Sunwoo was everything but in control. 

“Q, I’m done here.” “What? Why? You haven’t been in there for about an hour.” Q’s worried voice came over the intercom, and all Sunwoo could think about was how soft your lips were. “I’ve digged through everything and all the things I’ve sent you are the ones I could find.” Sunwoo lied. Sure, they were relevant, but there were other parts of the house he has yet to search through. I’d have to come back another day; back as a housekeeper, of course. But if anything, he wants out from the room you were in. “Alright. The cams are disabled. I’ve got your back; you can come out now.” 

“Thanks.” 

--

“Why?” You mumbled. Your brother has been put into jail. You didn’t know why and the media has been very hush hush about it. Sunwoo knowing that he was the one who had resulted in that, had felt utterly bad inside. “Nothing. You’re just so loveable.” He switched topics, hoping you weren’t going to ask. 

“I love you.” Sunwoo doesn’t know how long he will keep up the act. Now that Chanyeol’s in jail, people were now after you. This mission was completed. His time was up. He was about to go overseas for a new commission, involving a drug dealer this time. You've believed that Sunwoo was the housekeeper and now Sunwoo was debating to either tell you that he was leaving to study overseas and risk you finding out (a lie) or that he had ulterior motives all along (the truth, which will result in a lot of pain). 

He inwardly sighed, guilt weighing heavily on his heart: what should he do?

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date: me please

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pairing: studen! wooyoung x student, gn! reader

↬ tags: high school! au, students being students, biology class (my favorite, idk about yours)

summary: wooyoung’s antics may or may not have caused your heart to skip a beat (and also caused the to of you to be kicked out of class)

word count: 376 words

“class, please pass down the handout down the row.” the teacher called out. “i bet it’s biology papers from those renowned schools.” wooyoung, who was in front of you, turned around and made a sour face, causing you to giggle at his antics. 

you fiddled with your pen while waiting for the worksheet to come all the way to the back. your gaze followed the rather thick stack of worksheets coming your way, causing you to cringe outwardly at the workload. However, you started to frown when wooyoung took a little longer than usual, his body hunched over his table, presumably hoarding his and your paper.

“yah, what’s taking you so long?” you harshly whispered and wooyoung shook his head before passing the paper over his head. you rolled your eyes, a small smile on your face as you uncapped your pen to write your name. 

your gaze landed on the chicken scratch handwriting next to the word “date:”. you blinked once more and you swore with your lunch money that you did not write “date: me please.”.

realizing that this was a prank by the one and only, you leaned over and wrote “O” followed by “K” on his back, as a joke. he subtly turned his head and that was when you saw how pink his face was. “for real?” He mouthed. You cocked your head to one side, “is this a prank?”

“i want you to date me though…” wooyoung made eye contact with you, somehow causing your insides to simultaneously combust. 

a million thoughts flashed through your head. you had always thought of him as a good friend, a funny classmate, but what he said caused something to stir within you. he certainly wasn’t that bad looking, but now that he had said that, it made you ponder about your feelings for him and–

“i’m kidding. why would i date you?” he gave a cheeky grin and you flinged your notebook at wooyoung, catching the teacher’s attention, “you two! GO and stand outside the classroom.” 

you hung your head sheepishly as the two of you quickly shuffled out of class. once outside, you gave him a side glare and didn’t hesitate to actually whack him. 

“i ain’t gonna date you, cheeky boy.”

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“seriously?”

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pairing: best friend! felix x fem! reader

↬ tags: idol! or non-idol! au works, hyunjin’s dogg kkami, mentions of jeongin and chan, felix being taller than you (sorry) 

summary: maybe just maybe, you liked the fact that felix was over-protective 

word count: 403 words

“felix! why did you do that?!” 

“i was just trying to protect you!” 

felix stood tall in front of you, hands outstretched as you clutched onto his shirt (by habit) behind him. if it were in other circumstances, you would have found him dashing, and even might have developed a damsel-in-distress mindset. 

with his larger frame protectively blocking anything (ahem, anyone) you felt a buzzing feeling in your heart. 

maybe just maybe, you liked the fact that felix was over-protective. 

you peered over his shoulder at jeongin who was sitting on the ground. or more like felix who nudged him down to the ground. 

“hyung! you didn’t have to abruptly jump in front of my face. you gave me a heart attack!” jeongin grimaced as you side-stepped to the left, holding out your hand to pull the younger to his feet. 

“i just wanted to greet noona.” jeongin pouted. “and your noona here injured herself.” felix stated in a matter-of-fact tone, causing the maknae’s eyes to widen, “what? what happened?” leaning onto felix, you lifted your left leg to show the evidence of a bandaged calf. 

“felix is over-playing my situation. i got a scratch from kkami, that’s all.” 

a moment of silence fell between the three of them in their dorm’s living room. 

now it was jeongin’s turn to raise an eyebrow, “seriously? Kkami? the dog?” 

“yes, kkami, hyunjin’s dog.” felix replied, face turning a little pink at the realization of how silly his actions were just 5 minutes ago. “okay, but that really didn’t give hyung the excuse to push me. my ass freaking hurts.” 

“hey! language!” chan shouted from his room and felix, now a tad bit flabbergasted, defended, “i didn’t want any more injuries. dog scratches are painful.” 

you lightly patted felix’s head before giving a hug to the waiting maknae, “okay, okay. there you go.” you released jeongin (who has a wide smile on his face) and he skipped back into his room. felix (still in his embarrassment) walked over to the kitchen and set the bags of snacks down. 

turning to face felix, you cupped his face, “gosh, you’re so darn cute. but, really i’m fine. see?” you confidently gestured to how you were still standing on two feet and he huffed, puffing out his cheeks, “i know, i know. i’m just—”

“—worried? what you should be worried about is the ice cream. it’s going to melt!” 

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