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If This Was a Movie...

Wonwoo Series | Ongoing | Fandom: Seventeen

pairing: Wonwoo x reader

genre:  angst, fluff, slight crack, second chance trope, strangers to lovers, non-idol!au

summary: Movies- they convey a story in under 2 hours. People live multiple lives, and emotions in that time. If life could be that easy, you would not be nursing a broken heart instead of locking hands with the love of your life. The movie of your life has been stuck in the sad montage for a long long time now. Will you ever have the happy ending you deserve? The one Wonwoo deserves...

status: ongoing

a/n: Been thinking about this a while now. The updates might be slower cuz school is killing me but I will try my best. I'm sorry for the angst about to come.

Chapters

ch 1 - Come back to me...

ch 2 - [coming soon]

Come back to me... | If This Was A Movie- Ch 1

Wonwoo Series | Ongoing| Fandom: Seventeen

pairing: Wonwoo x reader

genre:  angst, time switch, fluff, slight crack, second chance trope, strangers to lovers, non-idol!au

summary: Movies- they convey a story in under 2 hours. People live multiple lives, and emotions in that time. If life could be that easy, you would not be nursing a broken heart instead of locking hands with the love of your life. The movie of your life has been stuck in the sad montage for a long long time now. Will you ever have the happy ending you deserve? The one Wonwoo deserves...

status: ongoing

masterlist | next chapter

a/n: Been thinking about this a while now. I'm sorry for the angst.

pictures from Pinterest!

“That’s not how life works… at least not mine.”

The saltwater merges with the blood from the cut on your lips as you try not to fall apart in front of the crowd in the subway station.

It stings- the bruise of your anxious habits and the bruise from a broken torn-apart heart.

Wonwoo's face contorts at your words. His eyes glisten behind those big glasses of his. He looks absolutely gutted and it feels like a big sharp knife was just pulled out of your gut only to be inserted right back.

"Jagi, please... we can work this out. " "How?" Your voice reaches a desperate pitch that turns a few heads toward the two of you but luckily the train arrives with its signature deafening noise that captures everyone's attention.

You watch as he struggles to find an answer and the train slows down before you. You glance at his face for a beat before dropping his hand and walking inside the compartment. Your heart aches to look back at him one last time but your brain knows better.

As the train whirs into motion, you catch a glimpse of him in the reflection through the window and to say that Wonwoo looks distraught would be an understatement. He looks as heartbroken as you felt.

The treacherous tears keep trickling down your face, and you couldn't care less about how many people staring at you on the train. The whirring sounds of the train, the commotion of people getting down, children causing a ruckus at one end and laughter resonating in your core as your heart stills down.

Once again, everyone moved on while you got stuck in the prison of your own head.

It's clear as day, the day you met him. The bright smile he flashed at you outside your favourite bookstore in town. It had all been perfect. A little too perfect.

Wonwoo had a soft, illuminating smile playing on his lips as he reached out to help you open the door after your fruitless efforts.

“Thanks…” you had told him with your face burning up and voice laced heavily with embarrassment.

“No worries.” He smiled back. Eyes crinkling softly behind those thick glasses. Perfect.

The way you had to look up at him to see his face only to see his head blocking the afternoon sun and radiating light like a halo on his head.

Too perfect.

You spent the next hour in the shop conscious of every step he took and every book he picked and didn’t pick. You were never this way. Bookstores were your sanctuary. The one place you’d lose yourself and yet find peace in being yourself. Regardless of who was there and what was happening in your life, bookstores made it all vanish into thin air. But for once the magic of the dreamlands that came as a promise through the ink in these pages did nothing to make you lose your conscious train of thought.

You were seated in your usual corner couch of the bookstore, which always gave you a full view of the store while hiding you from the people and giving you a sense of privacy. Usually, you'd be far too gone in whichever world existed between the distance of your palms, but today you just chose to people-watch. Specifically, watch the gorgeous stranger.

After what felt like an hour you grew bored of watching him pick up every book on the anime shelf and graze a few pages before putting them back while typing something into his phone and moving on to the next one. You picked the book in your hands and walked toward the counter to pay your bill. To your surprise, the counter was unmanned and before you could look around to call for the usual clerk at the counter(you were familiar with almost everyone who worked in the store), he appeared.

"Hi, how can I help you?" He said with the same polite smile and a voice so deep it could freeze snowcaps yet so soft it could melt you.

"You- huh?" Your brain froze on seeing him behind the counter which is when he decided to let out the cutest chuckle known to mankind.

One smile, a small sound. That was the beginning of your story, your own romantic movie. Montages of firsts- dates on cool nights, sweaty hands holding on for life despite the sweltering heat, a kiss under the rainy sky, and skipping down cobblestone paths ready to welcome cuddle weather.

Nerves, anticipation, and hesitation turned into comfort and home.

Home...

The train comes to a screeching halt at your station and the pastels and hues of your bright happiness fade into the bleak blues of the wintry night.

You walk through the piercing cold winds, tears still dropping down your eyes, going closer to your house but your home is at the farthest distance now.

Your body gives out once you close the door behind you and you spend the remaining hours of the dark, blood dripping down your arms on the carpet.

| 12:02; wonwoo x reader \____________________

cw: fluff, beach date w wonwoo, 170 words

even though it was wonwoos idea you know it was really meant for you. remembering late night rambling about little family trips to this specific beach, and all he would do is hum and play with your hair until you fell asleep

now waiting for him outside a changing room, playing with one of those fake plastic-y flower necklace that were way too long for you, holding his in your other hand, “yn..” turning around to see him all shy with nothing but swim shorts and his flip flops made you giggle a little

pulling him closer and getting on your tippy toes jus to put his matching necklace on, “there” your smile growing onto aswell, messing with necklace making funny faces to make you luagh even more and you do, barely noticing the water washing over your feet before leaving for the shore. giggles calm down when wonwoo puts his necklace between the two of you, hands now on your hips while keeping eye contact the whole time. its like time stopped.

Whatever you say baby

pairing - est!relationship wonwoo x reader genre - tooth-rotting fluff word count - 264 warnings - nothing synopsis - "tell me more, i love you." a/n - HBD TO MY LOVE!!!! he's such a loser in this lmao i love him <3

jeon wonwoo is just so in love with you. in love with the way you get so absorbed into small things. and he doesn't care when his members tease him about it, he'll admit he is a loser for you because he really is.

he loves when you are watching/reading something new and thats all you can talk about for one week. he loves the adorable spark in your eyes when you ramble for hours about a character you particularly like/dislike.

"oh yeah, and he had the audacity to say-" you rambled, as he watched you from beside smiling proudly. no, he didn't get a single clue about what you were saying but they way you spoke about it with stars practically in your eyes was enough. he didn't have to understand.

"mhm.. thats crazy, how could he?" wonwoo remarked, simply playing along with whatever you have been talking about. it must've been the new manga that he bought for you after you mentioned about how much you wanted a new one.

"yeah right? literal red flag-" you go on, no stop to your words. and he just listens patiently, he loves this. he loves the hoodie you put on today, he loves your pretty face, loves your voice, he really could be content with doing this for the rest of his life.

and he listens, he listens till you get tired and your eyes subconsciously close, head resting on his shoulder. he smiles softly, looking at you as if you hanged up the stars. and in his humble opinion, you did.

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