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Paring: wonwoo x fem!reader

Genre: lovers to exes

warning(s): angst

summary: wonwoo realizing that good things dont last unless one takes care of them.

words:750

a/n: I request each and every one of you to comment on this fic don't be a silent reader it helps me as an author to understand my readers and i would love to communicate with all of you. Constructive criticism is always welcomed by me so do talk about this fic or send me an ask.

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Wonwoo had realized you were the love of his life from the prime age of fifteen. You obviously were not aware of this revelation of his, but you did not need to, he was fine with keeping it secret from you till he was comfortable with sharing it.

He had met you when you were six and though a series of unfortunate events, wherein you shoved his face in dog shit and he pushed you into the lake without knowing you could not swim, you both became best of friends, almost inseparable.

The first crack in your ever so strong friendship came with Wonwoo realizing his feelings for you, he stopped talking to you trying his level best to make sure it goes away. It resulted in you breaking into his house to inquire his sudden disappearance from your life and decreasing his life span in the process.

He had his first serious conversation with you about your relationship then. After spending the whole night talking, you both realized you were equally in love with each other and felt the innate teenage need to get into a relationship.

That was the second crack. Now that he thinks back to that day, he realizes the foolhardy risk you both took. It just resulted in a lost friend and a broken relationship.

That was five years ago, both of you were young and dumb, and did not know how to actually work out a relationship. Now at the age of twenty, both still young and dumb, but wiser than your fifteen-year-old selves stand in the living room of his college dorm teary eyed and exhausted from the conversation you just had.

"Maybe it's time we take a break you know experience the world, because I don't really have the energy to do a long distance anymore Wonwoo, not when it's just me putting the effort." You spoke.

That was the topic of the argument, 'his extreme ignorance to your presence', as you had stated, taking utmost care to point out all the time when he went wrong and how you are the only one putting enough effort.

In return he had used up his energy to point out valid reasons as to why he was not able to be available for you in his schedule. His head is throbbing, and he would very much like to have a glass of water but alas the predicament he is in refrains him from doing so.

"let's break up then, what are we waiting for", he says.

All he gets is a scoff from you as a reply. You turn around while running a hand through your hair, you mumble something that sounds similar to 'prick' and walk out of his dorm slamming the door shut.

Maybe if he would have tried to understand where he went wrong instead of making excuses, maybe if you would have tried to understand his predicament or maybe if you both would have sat down for a discussion, you could have salvaged the broken relationship of yours.

But that was not the case here, you both were too deep in your emotions to even try and feel the others, the years in uni had made you both incapable of accepting the changes you both went through. It has made you both hardheaded souls who refused to accept their own shortcomings and blame the world for everything when they could easily fix the problem with accepting their faults instead of defending them.

You were Wonwoo’s first love, and he knows he was yours, but maybe good things do not last long or maybe to make them last one must put in effort, which you both just refused to do. He knows before anything else you both were friends; he does not know if you will be anymore, but he sure does hope that the friendship stays.

Maybe he is a prick he thinks, but you are no less, he knows both of you are equally at fault here, but he will take the easy route this time too, he will blame you because it takes too much courage to blame one’s own self.

He just hopes when the storm dies down you come back to him maybe not as a lover but as a friend because you are too precious for him to lose, and he hopes you think the same as him. Because at the end of the day, you are best of friends.

This Man — JxW x Reader Fic (shitty) idea for authors pls 🙏🏻

I've had this in my mind for a while, but I'm not an author and can't write for shit so I'm calling all great authors out there 😭 I'm also not very sure if it makes sense and if my understanding of the whole story is accurate but here it goes...

Pairing: ThisMan!Wonwoo x Reader ft. ThisMan!Jeonghan

WC: 463

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Jeonghan decides to lie low for a while after noticing Wonwoo being on his tail and screwing up his plan to find 'A'. After a while of no signs of Jeonghan being on peoples dreams, Wonwoo grows a little too content and relieved. Jeonghan, however, did not stop. He was only using this time to find Wonwoo's weakness. Entering his dreams once in a while pretending to be someone else to deceive WW (assuming they also sleep, lol). Slowly, Jeonghan finds out Wonwoo also has a long lost love and desires to meet her again. Jeonghan will use this to create a new plan where he will create this wonderful dream for Wonwoo, where he meets her again. This dream will make Wonwoo wish to never wake up from this dream ever..... and he doesn't.

Jeonghan will use this opportunity to continue his plan. Putting the rest of the world to sleep to find 'A'. And he was almost there. The world was starting to crash. Streets have become quiet. Upon hopping from person to person, Jeonghan finds you somehow. With everything that's happening right now, the chaos, people finding it hard to trust each other, crashing buildings, you only wish for one thing. To be with Wonwoo. The only person who makes everything better. You find yourself dreaming about Wonwoo every night, wishing you could just stay in there and be in his arms. Jeonghan hears this loud thought of yours and enters your dream that night. He created a dream so magical, you and the only man that you love and wish to never wake up from this beautiful dream..... and you don't.

Jeonghan finally found 'A'. Except, he didn't think the impossible could happen.

Wonwoos dream collided with yours. Somewhere in between just being a normal happy couple, being in each others arms again, feeling each others warmth, finally finding peace again, and talking about each others lives, you let out your worries about the world and how you wished you could just stay there with him forever, considering the fact that it looked like you had no more future in the crashing world. What you just said made Wonwoo snap back into reality and realize what was happening. He fell into Jeonghan's trap. He needed to wake up. He can't be too late. He needs to get out of there. He has a world to save. Only to be stopped by the thought of leaving you once again. Waking up and saving the world means he can never be with you again. Your world and his can never be.

Wonwoo is now torn between you and the world. Will he choose you? Or will he decide to break your heart again and leave you lonely for the greater good?

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Okay, that's that. 😭 I really wish to have this with more plot and dialogues into it huhu, please, great authors out there, please 😭

Again, my understanding of the story may not be so accurate, but this is also a fanfiction idea from the original story, so just forgive me, just this once. 🫠🤧

highly recommend 👍✨✨ READ IT IF U LUV WONWOO

bittersweet | jeon wonwoo (masterlist)

☆.*+ seventeen social media au

★ synopsis: in which y/n and wonwoo are forced to share an apartment in secret.

★ taglist: to join the taglist, sign up with the google form!

★ genre: good morning call!au, college!au, roommate!au, enemies to lovers, fake dating, angst, fluff, comedy

★ pairings: jeon wonwoo x female reader

★ start: june 18th, 2021     ★ end: july 23, 2021

☆.*+ profiles

★ profiles 1

★ profiles 2

★ profiles 3

☆.*+ chapters

★ prologue pt. 1

★ prologue pt. 2

★ one. our love is real

★ two. spice tolerance

★ three. broken

★ four. photo frame

★ five. iced americano

★ six. chefs kiss

★ seven. the rules

★ eight. national treasure

★ nine. if you're happy

★ ten. dilf

★ eleven. you can be my teacher

★ twelve. 71%

★ thirteen. healed

★ fourteen. hot girl summer

★ fifteen. photosynthesizing

★ sixteen. love u forever

★ seventeen. under the moonlight

★ eighteen. anything for you

★ nineteen. is your boyfriend single

★ twenty. exposed

★ twenty one. for the better

★ twenty two. i'll make it up to you

★ twenty three. new addition

★ bonus! binki

Game Interrupted!

Synopsis: You interrupt Wonwoo during one of his gameplays and cause him to lose.

Characters: Jeon Wonwoo × Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut.

Warnings: Cockwarming, slight choking, light spanking, unprotected sex and just nsfw content in general.

Word count: 1.2k

You opened the door to the apartment you shared with your boyfriend to find him on the couch with his headphones on and a controller in his hands.

His eyes were glued to the tv and he didn't even noticed you were approaching him until he felt your weight on the couch.

"Hi baby," he mumbled softly, not wanting his voice to get picked up by the microphone in front of his lips.

You laid your head on his shoulder and let out a sigh. When he noticed you weren't saying anything else he turned to look at you. "Bad day?"

"Yeah just some stuff at work..." You replied, looking down at the floor.

Wonwoo nodded and went back to his game. You started moving closer to him, hoping he'd give you all his attention instead but he wasn't catching on to your body language. You moved one hand to his thigh and let it rest there.

"Pause your game Wonwoo," you moved one side of his headphone away to whisper into his ear.

"I can't babe, there are other people playing too."

You were slightly frustrated now so you decided to take matters into your own hands. You reached for the waistband of his shorts and started to push it down. "Lift your hips up a little."

He did as he was told and you started to touch him lazily. He let out a soft groan as you straddled him and grinded your hips down on him before rocking your hips back and forth slowly. When you felt that you were wet enough you reached down to push your underwear to the side and aligned him at your entrance.

You coated him in your arousal before sitting down on his erection, letting out a hiss from the stretch. Your hips stilled as you wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned into him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"Babe, stay still. We can do whatever you want after my game ends. I have to win this round." He whispered.

"I just want to feel you," you answered.

After close to 15 minutes, you were starting to feel needy so you shifted slightly in Wonwoo's lap and you heard him inhale sharply before his strong arms wrapped around you tightly to hold you in place. "Stop moving." He told you sternly, his eyes never once leaving the tv and his fingers still flying across the controller expertly.

You tried your best to obey him but desperation overcame you and you needed release. One hand snaked down between your bodies to reach for your swollen bud to rub slow circles on it.

You let out a soft moan and Wonwoo heard it clearly and it shot straight to his cock. He was getting affected and it was distracting him from his game.

He felt you starting to clench around him and your moans were getting louder and breathier. Wonwoo let out a soft curse as he ripped off his headphones and threw it down on the couch along with the controller. You turned your head back and saw a huge, red "MISSION FAILED" across the screen.

Before you could even process anything, Wonwoo lifted you up and tossed you down on the other end of the couch. He tore your underwear off and pushed your legs up so your knees were right in front of your face.

"Do you think it's fun making me lose?" He growled as he slapped the head of his cock on your clit. One of his hands reached up to grab your cheeks and his grip tightened as he aligned himself at your entrance before slamming into you roughly.

Your eyes rolled back as he kept hitting your g-spot repeatedly and your hips started thrusting up to meet his involuntarily. His hand moved down to grab at your throat.

"Do you think you should be punished for not staying still when I told you to?" He asked, tightening his hold around your throat. You reached up to tap his wrist and he removed it and move it down to your clit and started rubbing rough circles.

Your moans were getting louder and he could tell you were close. "Fuck this feels so good..." Suddenly, Wonwoo pulled out of you and you let out a whine.

"Wonwoo..." You looked up at him through your hooded lids.

He had a smirk on his face. "You should be punished for not listening to me," he told you before he flipped you over roughly and got you on all fours. He slapped his hard cock on your ass a couple of times before one of his palms flew down and spanked one of your cheeks loudly. You yelped at the sting from the spank.

He started rubbing his head up and down your folds and you tried to push your hips back to get him inside you but he held your waist to keep you still. "Tell me what you want."

"I want you to fuck me Wonwoo," you whined.

"Do you deserve it though?"

"I promise I'll be good next time." You looked back at him with puppy eyes. "Please..." You knew he could never refuse you even if he was pissed at you.

He started fucking deep into you while one hand reached forward to grab one of your breasts. He started to play with one of your nipples as you felt the warm feeling forming in your abdomen. "I'm coming Wonwoo."

He picked up his pace and the loud sound of his skin slapping on yours covered the entire apartment. He reached forward to tug on your hair and pulled your head back as he leaned forward to place his lips on yours. His tongue started to prod at your lips and you parted them to allow him entrance as he started licking into your mouth messily.

His thrusts never stopped while the both of you continued to make out and you were moaning into his mouth. "I'm so close," you said against his lips.

He started snapping his hips harder into you and he could feel you clenching around him. Your thighs started shaking as he sent you over the edge. You felt another wave of pleasure hit you when one of his hands reached down to your clit and he rubbed slow circles as he fucked you through your high.

He continued pounding into you to reach his own orgasm. You knew he was close when you felt him twitching inside you and his pace was becoming irregular.

"Cum for me babe," you moaned as you kept clenching around him to help him find his release.

Finally, you felt him pull out and he gave himself a few pumps before strings of cum covered your back. Your limbs gave out and you fell flat facedown onto the couch.

You heard Wonwoo walking to the bathroom and then he returned with a washcloth to clean you up. When he was done, you found his face in front of yours. His eyes looking into your own before placing a soft kiss on your lips as one of his hands reached forward to tuck some stray hairs behind your ear.

"That was one of the best sex we've ever had," you told him with a warm smile. "Maybe I should interrupt your games more often."

He glared at you before letting out a low chuckle, "I dare you to."

a/n: seriously, wHO TF AM I????? posting smut 2 days in a row????? if you took the time to read this, i want to say a big thank you for giving my work a chance. feel free to leave feedbacks so i can improve and put out better content in the future. i am still fairly new to this writing thing so i apologize if this isn't up to standards but i had a lot of fun writing this so i hope you had fun reading it as well! 💓💓💓 -bibi

lowkey ; jeon wonwoo

cw : suggestive , agnst , fem reader , intended lowercase , cursing , inspired by lowkey - rochelle jordan , mentions of alcohol , smoking , 300 words

lowkey when you go out to have dinner with all the boys and some of your girlys; the only open spot for you being by wonwoo. bumping hands together under the table and eventually intertwining them while he rubs circles on your skin. looking at his perfect side profile when he smiled as he scrunches his nose and that sexy breathy laugh puffs from his lips.

lowkey when he sees your thighs rub together with the corner of his eyes and slowly leans down into your ear to whisper,“wait a little longer angel” only leaving you whiney and a smirk growing on his face “wonwoo-ah?” dino asks about his expression jus with that. playing it off,“did you not hear dokyeom?” chuckling while grabbing his glass and sipping his alcohol.

lowkey when you excuse yourself from the table to use the restroom and he goes out for a smoke really only to meet you outside; barely out of the others view when your lips smash together in a heated kiss, his hands on your waist and the back of your neck and somehow now pinned on a nearby wall, “i missed you so fucking much” he mumbles into the kiss. his knee manages to occupy space between your thighs in hopes to relieve you just a little, “m’ too wu” too deep in the moment to express how bad you need him in detail; in the end it leaves you breathless and a string of mixed saliva connecting the two of you.

lowkey when dino gets suspicious of the two of you and yells claims hes going to check up you guys with his cheeks all red from all the alcohol but wonwoo already is offering you a smoke while on his inbetween his lips grabbing his beloved chrome lighter. grabbing your own lighter to only realize it was in your purse,,, inside the restaurant. “here” and getting yours going with his already lit one. “m’ thank you wu”

lowkey when everyone starts leaving including you, when something shiny catches your eye, the ring on wonwoos ring finger leading to you looking at your bare ones.

mlist - ©scwoupsy 8/9

thinkin about….

cw : cursing, fluff, suggestive(?), 200 words

tsundere scoups, cold and rude to everyone but, “jus bc i dont like people doesnt mean im a dick” is the explaination he gives you everytime when he gives you a straberry milk bc he bought an extra or always has a hair tie when you need it, “thanks scoups!” giving him a genuine smile jus to recieve a “whatever” and he quickly turns the other way bc he doesnt want you to see him flustered.

basketball player mingyu, “this ones for you yn!” it doesnt matter if he makes the shot or not he’ll always follow up with a chessy/cliché pick up line and a wink your way and when you guys start dating hell rush up to you no matter where you are puppy eyed asking for a kiss after every shot he makes during practice,, but be prepared for the big game coming up..

tutor wonu pointing out the parts of the math problem you messed up, always reassuring you when you make a mistake,”its okay, next time…” only when you guys get closer is when he gets more teasing about the same mistakes, getting dangerously close at times when you needed more “assistance” whispering in your ear advice like it was pillow talk, tucking your hair for you couldnt be less than sensual with a certain look in his eyes that made a little too curious on his next move

2023 comeback sorry for such a haitius >< !!

| 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.

| red lipstick; wonwoo x reader \__________

cw: suggestive, 225 words

“the dinner went great you know that?” messily undoing his tie, gloating, “you bagged the right one” with a cocky smile before attaching his lips back on your neck, “serious wu, i think my parents like you” you gasp, wonwoo groping in ways unfit to do so in your childhood bedroom, a few of your small plushes falling down the bed, head resting on his shoulder forgetting what you were doing lost in ectasy, “look at me” his voice was stern and cunning, nonetheless raising your head to face him, “good girl” his lips meeting yours, entangled tongues. the feeling of his soft lips against your was addictive, probably bruised now and unfortunately having to jerk back for air, wonwoo quickly goes back to the pretty hickeys on your chest as if he didnt need air, after a little you choose to focus on his face, the side of his lips, kiss, his temples, kiss, you could hear his chuckles, he was cunning without even trying, everything about him was perfect concluding to pepper his face more until, “hey we are going to be-“ the door ensueing the loud creak its known for. now you mightve gotten away with this… if he wasnt half way undressed, buttons undone along with his belt and face and neck not covered and stained his saint like skin with your signature red lipstick you wore.

am i insane ><? probably, but vv sorry bout the lame junuary, im workin on it

+ he said “hi pretty” after that, tehe i love leaving out stuff like that

| 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.

ragdoll

jww eating you out with your top half barely laying on the edge of the bed while he standing up, holding his meal by the hips, “f-fuck won!” struggling to grab on anything bc of the position and hes just so tall. the cold metal framing his glasses sitting on your clit at this point. the frames itself foggy from his breathing… or lack of breathing. grumbling into your pussy, “m’ baby taste so good” making out with your clit; glasses now dropping on your body and landed on your plush tits. thighs clenching and suffocating him more when he inserts two fingers in yer cunt. “won t-too much..” he looked hot.. with the little view you had of him, sweat pooling on his forehead and bangs clinging to them same said for you. so engrossed eating you out his response is delayed, “mm.. you can take baby” finally lifting from your intimate, “give me one more love” resuming his lewd activity but faster. babbling and mewling his name too loud for your neighbors not to hear.. and you can tell he likes bc you can feel his dick hardening on your back. tip tickling you just a bit before squeezing your eyes shut, “cumming!!” but that doesnt stop him. maybe even going faster before you can come down from your orgasm. sqiurming even more than before, hugging your calfs around his neck until he earns another, “won- fuck m’ gonna cum again” you can feel him smirk on your cunnie.. body going limp at this point, this is gonna be a long night…

an : i dont usually write abt oral so… also kinda rushed bc i have class tmrw + this is based on that one toji thirst a while ago.. do yall remember that??

perfect

wonwoo calls him “min” n you call him “gyuu” wonwoo is his bestfriend w a hot dameanor while you are his petite bimbo girlfriend; you two are perfect for mingyu

fucking you from the back; head down ass up while wonwoo watches and guides you both with his his hand wrapped around his hard member, “f-fuck gyu..” wonton moans spilling from your gaping mouth; wetting the pillow with saliva and sweat from your forehead. mingyu grunts; too lost in your pussy to respond so wonwoo responds “what is it baby?” his tone endearing, “feels g-good..” you babble back to him, “you hear that min? yer making our princess feel good” looking back at his friend that only pushes his hand on your back to deepen your arch, “mm yeah, won- fuck i heard.” he groans, “fuck m’ baby your so tight” wonwoo almost forgotten syncing his hand to his friends paced thrust and how easily yer cute cunt takes mingyus big dick, “f-fuck” wonwoo about to cum, “rub her clit min” and he does, harshly stuttering like his hips as hes close aswell. “oh fuck! g-gyu m’ gonna cum” you cry, clenching on his dick, taking you both to climax. mingyu pulling out and emptying a big load on your back and wonwoo spurting hot cum on his abdomen, “fuck!” pants fill the air from all three of you, “did so well… both of you” won comments

an : before bed scenerios go brrr

does anybody remember this one svt/wonwoo smau where it was kinda based on a jdrama (good morning call i think) where they buy the same place and have to be roomates but they try to pretend theyre not because hes really popular?? ive been trying to find it ☹️

im proud of you - IM SOBBING STOP -

to love and be loved | jeon wonwoo

SYNOPSIS. in which wonwoo tells you about his first (and only) love. PAIRING. jeon wonwoo x gn!reader GENRE. fluff, hurt/comfort, friends to lovers WARNINGS. self-doubt talk on reader's end, self-indulgent wooweee, this was painfully hard to write lmao n have no idea if any of this makes sense WORD COUNT. 1.6k

requested from anon: Hiiiiiiii first of all congratssss for you 2k. For the event, ive been thinking the same exact story with wonwoo and #6 from list 3 - #6: “You’re not hard to love, nor are you unlovable. You just… Need to let me in, and let me show you you’re just as worthy of love as anyone else is.”

notes: i'd quite literally do anything to have these kinds of talks with wonwoo ☹️☹️. anyway i hope u all enjoy this <3 hits close to home >< tysm anon hehe <3

join the 2k celebration!

"Hey, uh, Wonwoo?"

"Mhm?"

"...have you ever been in love?"

A cricket chirps into the evening air right after you ask, and you suddenly feeling like you're holding in a long-winded breath. Then you hear a loud crunch by Wonwoo from the crackers he was snacking on, and you blink up to him wiping away the corner of his mouth. There's the slightest glimpse of a curve to his lips that you manage to catch.

He silently offers you a cracker in your direction, the anticipating silence between the two of you growing thickly. You take the cracker from his hand, muttering a quiet thanks, before nibbling on it absentmindedly.

The night is absolutely beautiful right now, swearing that you could spot and make out the constellations above if you squinted hard enough. The distant chirping of crickets is the only sound that breaks the silence as the coolness of the night rolls in, carrying with it slight breeze that whispers through the leaves overhead the balcony of your apartment.

"I have."

You swiftly turn your head to him, eyes widening intriguingly. "You have?"

The chuckle that leaves him is somewhat awkward, a tad bit hesitant. He crumples up the bag of crackers and sets it aside, chugging down the last sips of his drink and setting down the empty can as well.

"Did you... ever confess to them?" You ask, suddenly feeling curious, though there's a bit of disappointment at the tip of your tongue.

You swear you could see the thoughts swirling around his head. Wonwoo keeps his eyes fixed up to the night sky. There's a distant look in his eyes, as though he's peering into some past moment that only he can see, before he shakes his head, a faint smile crossing over his lips.

"No, I didn't," he answers calmly. "They were too far away, so... I just chose to admire them from afar."

You lean back against the wall behind, your shoulder momentarily brushing against his. "Did they know you?"

Wonwoo purses his lips together. "Mhm."

"Well, you missed your chance!" You exclaim, prodding him playfully with your elbow. "I can't believe you let them get away, dude. Like right through the little cracks of your fingers. You could've been in a relationship by now."

This earns you a low, playful scoff from Wonwoo. "Are you assuming that they loved me back?"

Immediately, you feel the heat crawl up your neck and to the tips your ears.

"Well, um... Yeah, I am," You admit sheepishly, letting out a small sigh. "I mean, who wouldn't fall for a guy like you? You're nice and... charming. I think anyone would be lucky to be loved by you."

There's a silence that falls between the two of you, one simply more than just comfortable yet denser than ever, because the thought of being loved by Wonwoo seems to linger longer than you notice. You steal a glance at him, seeing his face still turned upwards towards the night sky and the moonlight reflecting on his glasses. Strands of his dark hair blow across his forehead in the breeze. You can't quite decipher his expression, but a flicker of something𑁋perhaps surprise, maybe even amusement𑁋dances on his features for a brief moment.

He finally turns back to you, a small, hesitant smile playing on his lips. "You think so?"

"Yeah," You confirm, nodding lightly. "Absolutely."

Wonwoo still keeps his eyes on you as you glance away, seeing the way you fidget with your hands in your lap and smoothing out the creases in your pants nervously. He glances down at his own hand and back at yours, lips pursing together in contemplation, but only folds his fingers back together the second you reach over him to grab the crumpled-up bag of crackers. He feels a little bit too warm in his sweater right now.

"Are you okay?" he asks.

A crunch echoes through the air. Then another. And another.

"I've just been kinda... thinking a lot lately, I guess," You reply slowly, quietly. "And it sort of makes me sound desperate in a way, but there are times I just wonder if, um... if anyone has ever felt the same way about me."

Wonwoo tilts his head slightly. "Love?"

"Not just love, but... seeing me, you know?" Being able to talk about this out loud makes your chest feel heavy. "Since it's hard these days to find someone who sees you for who you are, not for who you can be. I... I just feel like I'm hard to love sometimes. Hell, maybe even unlovable. It’s hard to break out of that mindset when things get hard again.”

A thoughtful quietness seeps through the nighttime breeze, which sends goosebumps up and down your skin, but you don't mind it because you know that Wonwoo is listening either way. And the more you think about it𑁋the thought of knowing that he's here, with his presence is right next to you𑁋it seems to comfort you more than you notice.

There's a small hum of acknowledgement that you hear from his end, unsure if it's just your imagination or if he's actually responding as your mind feels a little jumbled up right now. But then Wonwoo shifts beside you, his arm lightly pressing against yours.

"But I... I think I've reached a point in time where I can say I love myself a little more than a few years ago, or last year, or even just yesterday," You continue to ramble a bit aimlessly, chuckling dryly to yourself. "It’d be nice to share that with someone too, you know? To finally get over this loneliness. But it's not entirely a sad loneliness or a happy one. It's, like, uh... both put together, I guess."

A few moments of silence pass. You feel Wonwoo gently nudge your leg with his.

"I'm proud of you."

You peer up to look at him, mind nearly going blank from the way he's gazing at you. Or maybe it's just the moonlight that's making him appear so... picturesque. "What for?"

"For loving yourself, silly," Wonwoo muses almost cheekily, and the delighted tone that you catch makes your stomach leap. "Even if it's just by a small percentage than yesterday, it's still okay. You're doing good. I want you to know that."

You're doing good. It's just those three singular words that has heat forming in your eyes that you somehow manage to blink back before anything could spill, and hearing it come from Wonwoo feels different. There's a vulnerable sweetness to them, a sincerity that catches you off-guard. You force a smile𑁋a grateful one, nonetheless𑁋before it shifts into a frown.

And Wonwoo catches it right away. "What's wrong?"

Your lips form a thin line, pressing together in thought. You refuse to acknowledge why you think your heart feels slightly... jealous.

"I hope whoever you loved before knows how lucky they are one day," You say to him. "if you're still in love with them, that is..."

Wonwoo stills for a minute, pensively. "I am."

"You are?"

"I never stopped."

You stare at him for a few moments, an eyebrow lifted in disbelief at him, before crossing your arms together and letting out a small, incredulous laugh. "Then you should've said that you're in love with them, idiot."

Wonwoo sucks in a breath.

"I'm in love with you."

You blink instinctively, once, twice, three times, momentarily thinking that Wonwoo's presence might somehow disappear into thin air. But he's still there𑁋a certain softness in the way he's looking at you, a gentleness that seems to wrap around you like a warm embrace𑁋waiting for you. His words suspend heavily in the air, and maybe the world is also holding its breath just as you are too.

"And... You're not hard to love, nor are you unlovable. You're far from that," Wonwoo continues, voice tender, fond, and soft as a lullaby. "You just... need to let me in, and let me show you you're just as worthy of love as anyone else is."

You could only sit merely frozen at this point, throat tightened and jaw dropped in shock among many other weird, fuzzy feelings happening throughout your body. Something between relief and disbelief. Hope and hesitancy. Comfort and uncertainty. You have the capacity to run yet you choose not to𑁋you're letting him in, letting the warmth of his words seep into the cracks of your doubt.

Your mind reels dizzily, almost like the world has been tilting away off-balance.

"You... You're in love with me?" You repeat, almost dumbly, because you cannot seem to fathom anything that's been said in the past few moments. "All that talk about earlier... about who you..."

Wonwoo hangs his head down low, rubbing at his neck in a bashful manner. "It was about you."

"And you never... you never told me?"

"Honestly, I'd like to think a part of it was you being a tad bit oblivious." And then he just simply grins, his nose crinkling along with it. "But that's okay. Watching you slowly figure yourself out made me realise that maybe I needed to find myself a little more too."

You open your mouth to say something, but nothing comes out, and you could feel the heat of embarrassment spreading painfully throughout your face. At first, you have the urge to brush it all away as a silly misunderstanding. Maybe laugh it off, retreat back inside, and go to sleep pretending all of this didn't happen. But the sincerity in his eyes stops you.

You lick your dry lips, the cool night air beginning to feel a lot less suffocating.

"Did you?" You ask vaguely, before shaking your head repeating, "Did you... find yourself?"

Wonwoo lets his eyes roam over you, taking you in, before leaning back on the wall and bringing his gaze back up toward the night sky. Your eyes refuse to leave him, and perhaps this is what it's like to admire someone from afar and close up all at once.

The two of you take a deep, deliberate exhale together.

"Yeah," he answers, smiling softly. "I think I found myself right where I want to be."

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No because this was insane y'all

Licentious

❝ Wonwoo has always been a scrupulous man, but he’s quick to abandon all his morals after his wife hires a cute babysitter to look after their daughter. ❞

PAIRING: jeon wonwoo x female reader

WORD COUNT: 7.1k

GENRE: babysitter au, cheating au, smut

WARNINGS: dilf!wonwoo, babysitter!reader, infidelity, age gap (reader is in her 20s and wonwoo is in his 30s), dacryphilia, dumbification, daddy kink, oral sex (f & m receiving), face riding, possessiveness, unprotected sex, squirting, overstimulation, multiple creampies, pussy drunk!wonwoo, cum eating, cock drunk!reader

a/n: this was written because i’m still not over this photo shoot and because it’s wonwoo day! minors dni!

You should feel disgusting, ashamed, guilty, or even the tiniest bit of regret. But you don’t. All that’s left is a deep-rooted longing and carnal desire that can’t be suppressed.

The strong arm wrapped around your torso pulls you impossibly closer, a slender nose nuzzling deeper into your neck. You lick your lips and press your cum-stained thighs together. Oddly enough, you can’t even overthink. All you focus on is the comfortable warmth lulling you to sleep.

The fact that the addicting warmth is coming from your boss who’s married doesn’t make it hard to fall into peaceful sleep.

The dynamic in the Jeon family is odd. From the moment you stepped into the house to babysit the married couple’s one-year-old daughter, you took notice of the disconnect and hostility between the pair. This came as a shock since they had seemed like the perfect couple when they interviewed you.

It isn’t until Mrs. Jeon comes home one night with a man that is most definitely not her husband that you realize this picture perfect family is anything but. The older woman didn’t beg or plead with you not to tell her husband. Instead, she asked through slurred words if you could take her daughter upstairs to her room and stay with her for the night. Icky as it was, you did as you were told.

You wondered if it was your place to say anything, but the choice was ultimately taken from you the next time you were asked to babysit. The housekeeper had let you inside their home during one of their screaming matches. Apparently Wonwoo already knew about his wife’s promiscuous activities. It surprised you to find out he was more angry that she didn’t care to be a good mother. Mrs. Jeon responded that she never wanted to be one in the first place and only did so to placate him and save their failing marriage.

Needless to say, you spent the rest of the night in Hana’s room.

You texted your friend in a panic. She had helped you get the job, so you didn’t feel right about making her look bad by abruptly quitting. Although she reassured you that she would support you no matter what you decided to do, you still felt sorry.

Maybe it’s because you feel the need to not let her down or maybe it’s because of the little girl with huge brown eyes that you’ve grown inexplicably attached to, but you decide to stay.

Things don’t change or get better with time. It’s not your place to judge what’s going on which is why you mind your business despite the tension between in the house only getting worse by the day. The only thing that makes it tolerable is not only the adorable baby you take care of, but the man who hired you. Jeon Wonwoo the hottest man you’ve ever seen, and he’s also extremely sweet and such a good dad.

You feel only slightly guilty that you’ve developed a crush on your boss, but it’s quick to disappear when you realize that sweet Mr. Jeon is still loyal to his wife even though she couldn’t be any more terrible to him. The impure feelings consume you more and more as your boss starts to spend his days at the large house. He started working from home since his wife decided to spend her time out of the house and coming home late or not at all.

Part of you feels disgusted and resentful, but when she confesses to you after one of her nights out that she only married him to please her parents, you feel a bit sympathetic. Still, you can’t understand how she involves her precious daughter in the problems she’s had for years.

There’s a part of you that wonders if you only being able to babysit part time is of any actual help. Since you’re still a full time student, you can’t always be there to watch the cute little girl. It makes you feel sorry because you can see all the stress Wonwoo is feeling.

You feel sick for even fantasizing about helping him relieve that stress.

None of this matters since you don’t plan on acting on your inappropriate feelings. That is, until you show up to the grand mansion soaked from head to toe.

“Y/N.” Wonwoo is quick to usher you inside when he opens the door and sees you completely drenched. “What happened? I tried to call—”

“My phone died.” You say, shivering as you step in the large foyer. “I got caught in the rain. Sorry.”

“Don't be. Let me get you a towel.”

He’s quick to return with a fluffy towel that’s softer than any other towel you’ve felt in your life. It almost makes you want to reject it for fear of ruining it.

Wonwoo leads you through the living room where you see his wife passed out on the couch, two bottles of wine and an empty glass on the coffee table in front of her. You’re quick to direct your stare elsewhere, not wanting to know the details behind that.

“I’m sorry you came all this way. My sister-in-law is watching Hana since Yerin and I got into a fight.”

You feel awkward since you came all this way for nothing and the storm outside showed no signs of clearing up. Wonwoo must sense how uncomfortable you feel because he leads you upstairs to the master bedroom.

“Why don’t you stay here for the night? It’s late, and I don’t feel comfortable letting you leave in this weather.” His tone is friendly but leaves no room for arguments. “You can use our bathroom to take a shower. Leave your wet clothes in the hamper and I’ll stick them in the dryer.”

You thank him, feeling your heart thumping erratically like it always does when you’re around him. Wonwoo offers you a kind smile before leaving you alone. It’s strange for you to step into the luxury shower that’s used by your boss and his wife. You try to stop your mind from wandering too much and focus on getting clean.

When you’re done, you notice there’s no towels around, only a fluffy bath robe that looks completely new. Without much of a choice, you slip into it and step back into the bedroom.

Wonwoo is sitting on the large bed. He gives you a kind smile as you walk over and sit by him. It’s silent for a moment until you decide to break it. Maybe you’re crossing a line by doing it, but you can’t stand to see the sweetest man you’ve ever met in such turmoil.

“Are you okay?”

Your boss’s shoulders sag. “Not really. I’m not sure what to do anymore. I know Yerin is unhappy, but we can’t just break our family apart. Why can’t she think about our daughter?”

He sounds so vulnerable that it makes your heart break. You fight the urge to give him a hug.

“I’m sorry.” Wonwoo breathes out, running a tense hand through his hair. “This isn’t your problem—”

“It’s okay.” You reassure him. “And I’m sorry. Even if you get a divorce, it doesn’t change the fact that you’re a good dad.”

Wonwoo turns to look at you with shining eyes. He gives you a smile that you easily return. “Thank you for saying that. It means a lot.”

“It’s true.” You tell him honestly. “You’re considerate and kind. Any woman would be lucky to have you.”

You belatedly realize that your words could be considered inappropriate, but the intent gaze you’re receiving isn’t disapproving. Somehow, the air has turned different.

“Yeah?” His deep voice has taken a raspy tone that’s driving you insane.

“Yeah.”

Your heart is leaping up to your throat, and before you know it, you’re both leaning in. Wonwoo slides an arm around your waist and tugs you closer until your practically on his lap. His other hand slides up to cup your face before his lips collide with yours.

The kiss starts off slow, both of you wanting to savor the feeling and taste of each other. Your mind becomes clouded with lust, and it seems to get worse when you feel his thumb gently caress your face. It’s not long before the sweet kiss turns demanding and hungry.

Your hands seem to move on their own as they caress his chest and broad shoulders. You start to tug on the shirt that’s tucked into his pants, wanting it to come off. Wonwoo relents easily. He pulls away from your lips to rip the shirt off.

You only get a split second to admire how good his chest and abs look before you feel the top of your robe being yanked open. Wonwoo’s eyes are dark as he takes in your pretty tits that he’s imagined countless times. He eases you on to his lap fully so you’re straddling him before he brings your chest to his awaiting lips. Wonwoo latches his hot mouth on one of your hardened nipples, tongue licking and swirling around the hardened bud.

You cry out in pleasure, cunt throbbing with need. Wonwoo gives the same attention to your other nipple as he pinches and pulls the one that’s covered in his saliva. All you can do is moan and whimper pathetically, feeling like you can come from him sucking on your tits alone.

“So pretty.” Wonwoo groans as he presses wet kisses on your tits, licking and sucking on every bit of exposed skin on your chest.

His impressive bulge keeps brushing against your wet cunt, and you start to purposely grind down on him so he can fuck you like you both want.

Wonwoo smirks at your actions, loving how the robe falling around your elbows is open enough to give him a peek at your stomach. “Such a needy little bunny. You that desperate for my cock?”

God, his deep voice is going to make you implode from sexual frustration. It seems like he’s going to Keep teasing you, so you’re left with no choice but to use a trick that’s always worked for you in the past.

“Want it so bad, daddy.”

You have to hold back your smirk when Wonwoo’s cock twitches under you. His gaze sharpens and becomes impossibly darker. Wonwoo’s large hands sneak under your robe to knead your bare ass before pushing you forward to grind your dripping cunt against his growing bulge. You whine out, loving how his hands feel on you.

“Gonna be a good girl for me?” Wonwoo coos into your neck before he places a gentle kiss on it. “Let daddy use you how he wants?”

Your pussy clenches at his words, and you can’t even be ashamed when you quickly nod with eagerness. His teeth gently nip at your neck before he pulls back and gives you a heated look.

“Then show me how much you want this cock.”

You lick your lips and move to get off his lap, letting the robe fall to the ground. The way Wonwoo looks at you like he wants to eat you makes more arousal drip out of you. You kneel between his legs, mouth salivating as Wonwoo starts to unbuckle his belt to pull out his dick.

His cock is huge—the biggest you’ve ever seen. It’s thick and long and connected two heavy balls that are full of cum. You’re going crazy at the thought of having him inside you and fucking you full of cum until you can’t think. Wonwoo’s dick slaps against his taut stomach, and you wait all of two seconds to get your hands on it.

With eagerness that makes precum ooze from Wonwoo’s throbbing tip, you grip his fat cock and spit on his bulbous head. The guttural groan he lets out when you start licking up the length makes you wetter. You envelop his tip with your hot mouth, slobbering all over him as you swirl your tongue around to lick the cum spilling from him.

Wonwoo moans, running a gentle hand through your hair. He feels like he’s already fucked out and you just started.

You feel your jaw has to hurt when you start to fully take the rest of his cock into your mouth. The weight on your tongue makes you hum. Sucking dick always made you wet, but the fact that it’s your boss’s cock is making you drip all over the floor. You start to bob your head talking him deeper until all you can hear are the pretty moans he’s letting out.

Wonwoo can’t look away. Your mouth is full of cock and your pretty tits are bouncing with every bob. You look completely irresistible, on you knees for him. It makes him regret not getting to this point with you sooner.

You pull off his cock when he starts twitching in your throat, wanting to tease him just enough to get him to fuck you the way you know he can. Placing gentle kisses along the thick vein, your hand trails down to massage his balls. You’re drooling all over his cock, looking so fuckable that Wonwoo nearly blows his load right then and there.

“So fucking pretty.” Wonwoo murmurs softly as he goes to caress your hair.

His words make a burning desire ignite in your stomach, and you let out a needy whimper before sucking one of his big balls into your mouth. You start to fist his cock, gazing up at him with hooded eyes.

“Want you to fuck my mouth, daddy.” You moan, voice slightly muffled by his sack.

Wonwoo’s cock throbs at your words. Fuck. He’s going to absolutely ruin you.

Your boss grips your hair and pulls you off. He slaps his leaking tip on your mouth, smearing his precum all over your lips. Wonwoo’s eyes are the color of the dark sky outside as he nudges his cock into your mouth. “Be a good bunny for daddy.”

His cock eases down your throat, making you gag slightly. But you take it all, not caring that your eyes are starting to water. Wonwoo starts to buck his hips, balls slapping against your chin as his cock hits the back of your throat. His moans are silent as his heavy dick throbs against your tongue.

Your drool and his precum starts to drip down your chin, and you feel his cock start to pulse inside your mouth. He gives a few more thrusts before he’s emptying his balls into you mouth. You happily swallow every drop of his thick cum, moaning around him in pure bliss.

“Such a good girl.” Wonwoo says through quiet pants.

He pulls his dick out of your mouth, affectionately caressing your head. A string of saliva connects to his throbbing tip as you gaze up at him with the most alluring look he’s ever seen. Wonwoo pulls you up until you’re laying on his chest. His mouth is on yours in a second, tongue invading your mouth to taste every inch of you.

Wonwoo trails a hand down your body, pausing to squeeze a handful of your ass. You moan into his mouth when he trails his fingertips to your wet cunt. Fuck. You’re already so wet and ready for him. He pulls away from your sweet lips and looks at you with ravenous desire.

“Want my mouth on your pussy, baby?” His eyes are wild with desire as you let out a cute little whimper and nod furiously.

In the next second you’re hovering over Wonwoo’s face. His strong hands grip your thighs before they jerk you down and make you sink your cunt on his awaiting tongue. You gasp out in pleasure when you feel Wonwoo’s tongue split through your folds. He groans against you, already addicted to your taste.

“Don’t hold back, sweetheart.” Wonwoo’s voice is muffled, the vibrations feel delicious against your quivering pussy. “Ride my face and let daddy taste your sweet cream.”

You start to roll your hips, moaning as you feel Wonwoo’s tongue swirls around your wet cunt. It’s almost embarrassing how wet you are. Your juices are pouring out of your cunt and covering every inch of his lower face every time you rock your hips.

“Ah!” You cry out, fucked out gasps tumbling past your lips when your boss’s nose bumps against your clit.

Wonwoo spreads you wider for him, using his lips to envelop your pulsing clit before giving it a harsh suck. The moan you let out when he starts to make out with your pussy is downright pornographic. Lewd squelching sounds are bouncing off the walls, and it sounds so good paired with your cute little cries of daddy, daddy, daddy!

“That’s it, baby.” Wonwoo groans into your dripping cunt. “Use daddy's face.”

One of his hands is still holding on to your thigh to keep you in place. The other one is drawing back to caress the globe of your ass. Then, his large hand comes down to slap it, hard. His actions catch you off-guard. It sends a thrill to your cunt and you moan out way too loudly.

“Fuck, daddy!”

Your pussy tightens around Wonwoo’s tongue as he happily drinks up all the arousal coming out of you. He happily hums against you, loving how vocal you are.

“Such a good little bunny. Let Yerin know that your rubbing this sweet little cunt all over her husband’s face.” Wonwoo whispers filthily, slapping your ass one more time to get you to cry out for him again. “Let her hear how good daddy’s making you feel.”

Honestly, you had been so lost in your pleasure that you forgot his wife was downstairs, passed out. But you don’t fucking care. Part of you almost wants her to wake up and hear how good her husband is making you feel.

You cry out again when you feel long fingers entering your pulsing cunt. Wonwoo roughly pumps his fingers in and out of you, wet slapping sounds filling the room as he continues to suck your clit.

All your senses go into overload when you feel his bare teeth against your bundle of nerves. Wonwoo lightly bites down and nips at the sensitive flesh, making you moan loudly. You throw your head back, prolonging your loud cries not caring that his stupid wife is just downstairs because you’re squirting all over her husband's face.

“Fuh-fuck! Daddy!”

Wonwoo’s strong enough to keep your thigh pinned down with one hand. He keeps you in place even when it gets to be too much. Your pussy is twitching and feels unbearably sensitive. The intensity of your orgasm has your legs feeling boneless like jelly. But this isn't enough for your boss.

“Keep riding my fucking face, baby. Fuck, you’re making daddy so hard right now.”

You look down and a newfound thrill takes over you at the sight of Wonwoo below you, face covered in your juices. His tongue licks all around his lips before he brings them back to your wet cunt. You’re in awe by how much of your cream is on his face, and how much of your slick is still pouring out of your pussy. It’s almost like you’re leaking all for him.

You fist his hair in one of your hands while the other comes up to pinch and pull at one of your nipples. Wonwoo groans into your wet lips as you start to grind and rub your pussy all over his face. He flattens his tongue to lick a long trail up and down your slit before he swirls it around and around your puffy bundle of nerves. Your arousal is leaking on his face and dripping down on the mattress below.

Fuck. Never have you been this wet before.

“Fuck, bunny. You’re so fucking hot.” Wonwoo moans, giving your ass another hard smack.

He keeps slapping your ass, loving how the flesh jiggles softly every time. You’re wriggling against him, but that does is cause delicious friction. Wonwoo’s nose glides over your clit, making you cry out for him. You’re so obscenely wet that you think he might drown in your arousal. Even so, you can’t help grind down on him because the delicious feeling of him fucking you with his tongue is too addicting.

“Feels so fucking good, daddy!” You cry, rocking against him faster, roughly fucking yourself on his tongue.

Your eager moans and whimpers has him clamping down on your clit like before, sucking on it like his life depends on it. Wonwoo slides his hands up from your thighs to your hips to move you forwards and backwards and sideways all over his face. His actions cause a slippery mess that has you moaning and crying screaming his name in abandon as you squirt all over his face for the second time.

“Da-Daddy—ah!” The grip on his hair is probably painful, but you don’t care and Wonwoo doesn’t seem to either as he laps up every drop of your release.

His face is so indecently wet with your arousal as you weakly ride out your high. It’s possibly the most intense orgasm of your life. You swear you can see stars behind your eyes as your entire body shakes with pleasure—red hot waves of pleasure that only Wonwoo has ever made you feel.

A weak whimper tumbles past your lips, completely fucked out when Wonwoo finally releases you from his powerful grip. You sag down to the mattress like a limp doll. You’re completely sated as Wonwoo sits up to caress your tear-stained cheek. It makes a fluttering feeling invade your chest.

“Such a good girl.” He coos, eyes clouded with fondness. “My pretty little bunny.”

Wonwoo swoops down to press his lips to yours so you can taste yourself on him. He starts to make out with you languidly, exploring every inch of your mouth until he can no longer taste your cream.

“Daddy.” You breathe out, cunt still pulsing with need. “You’re gonna give me your cock now, right?”

His eyes are dark as he drinks in your naked body. Truthfully, he had planned to stop since it seemed like your orgasms were pretty intense. But with you asking so prettily and cutely, he can’t deny your wish. Wonwoo feels his desire turn into an insatiable hunger when you watch him with carnal lust as he undresses completely.

Seconds later, he kneels between your open thighs and spreads you apart. Wonwoo spits on your soiled cunt before he sinks into your tonight walls. He lets out a guttural groan, obsessed with the way you’re squeezing him. You moan along with him, wrapping your arms around him as his fat cock splits you open.

Wonwoo’s pace is brutal from the start, deeply ramming into your tight pussy as if he’ll never get the chance again. You know that won’t be the case, though. It seems like he wants to have you more than once, and you already know you’ll let him have you all the times he desires.

“You’ve been keeping this tight little cunt from me, sweetheart.” Wonwoo moans as he hunches over you, one hand beside you head while the other is on your hip, pulling you to meet his harsh thrusts.

You feel like absolute heaven. After months of fantasizing about you, Wonwoo finally has you quivering on his cock. He wants more than just a taste now. He’s completely addicted to you, and he wants to be the only man to have you.

“Fuck, baby. You’re dripping all over me, making a mess on daddy’s cock. Gonna lick it up for me after?”

You moan obscenely at his filthy words. Wonwoo drives his aching cock into you deeper. Lascivious noises fill the room—skin slapping, indecent groans, and of course, the loud squelching coming from your pussy. This is better than any fantasy Wonwoo ever dreamt up. To have you sprawled out on the bed he shares with his wife as he fucks you like he’s always dreamt of doing.

It’s like Wonwoo has tunnel vision. All he can focus on is your mewls and moans as his fat cock disappears into you. Your cream surrounds the base of his dick and makes a carnal haze cloud Wonwoo’s mind. He hooks your left leg on his arm, opening you wider for him. “Juicy cunt taking my cock like the good little bunny you are.”

You’re completely wreaked below him. The sight of your pretty little pussy taking him raw is driving him insane. You’re so gorgeous, and Wonwoo can’t get over it. He feels himself throbbing inside your cunt with every pump of his hips. The risk of being caught by his dumb wife makes him animalistic.

“Fucking love your big cock!” You moan, mouth falling open in pleasure.

Wonwoo moans at your words before he dips down to meet your open lips. His tongue licks into your mouth, tasting you all over again. When you part, his eyes are ravenous but also extremely enamored like he isn’t ravishing you in the bed he shares with his wife.

“Ah!” You cry out when his leaking tip hits your sweet spot. “Feel so full, daddy!”

The smirk he gives you is tantalizing. “You like being stuffed full of daddy’s cock, don’t you, baby? Love it when he splits you open and stretches you out, hm?”

“Love it so much.” You whimper with a nod, cunt tightening on his veiny cock. The drag of his dick feels so good that you can barely think straight.

Wonwoo grunts, fucking his cock into your hungry cunt, filling you so deeply that you can’t breathe. He pounds into your dripping hole relentlessly until your moans turn into nonsensical babbling. His throbbing tip is going so far inside you and ramming against your sweet spot that you feel yourself going dumb on his cock. Drawn out moans fill the room, unintelligible syllables spilling from you between his harsh thrusts.

You can’t even function anymore. Wonwoo took that ability from you the moment his thick cock penetrated your pussy. Your boss’s hand slips down your thighs until they get to where you two are connected. His thumbs part your glistening folds, spreading your lips so he can watch the way his cock is buried inside your tight pussy.

“Don’t stop!” You moan, bucking your hips to meet his powerful thrusts.

Wonwoo starts to rub gentle circles on your puffy nub, turning any remaining thoughts into static. His other hand slips up to your body and covers your mouth. Your whines and mewls are muffled, forcing you to listen to the lewd squelching coming from your cunt taking cock.

“You hear that, sweetheart?” Wonwoo growls, hips snapping. “Fucking soaking my cock like the dirty little bunny you are.”

The cries you’re letting out are quickly stifled when Wonwoo shoves his fingers into your mouth. He moans your name when you happily suck on them, swirling your soft tongue around them as if his digits are your favorite treat. He gently fucks your mouth a bit before yanking them out and smearing the saliva coated fingers on your hardened nipples.

“Daddy!” You moan loudly, body arching into Wonwoo as a familiar euphoric feeling washes over you.

Your orgasm hits so suddenly that Wonwoo is surprised. He doesn’t stop, though. He fucks you through it, juices being forced out of you as his cock splits you open. The tightness of your twitching walls beckon him to fill you up with his cum, but he holds back.

Instead he focuses on marking up your pretty tits. He sucking on your nipples, licking and nipping at them until they’re covered with his love bites. It helps you ride out your high, and all you can do is mewl softly as you run your fingers through his soft hair.

“I want your cum, daddy.” You weakly thrust up, moaning in protest when his cock slips out of your cunt and slides between your folds. “Come inside me. Want it so bad.”

His length is shiny with your release. It’s so hard that it looks almost painful. Wonwoo grits his teeth, lashes fluttering when your hand guides him into your cunt again. The stretch burns deliciously. You’re still not fully used to his size even though he just fucked you like an animal in heat. But you don’t care. All you want is to feel him come inside you.

Wonwoo pulls out of your pussy all the way only to deeply thrust his cock back in to the hold. He repeats this until you’re crying out for him like before. Finally, you clamp your legs around his sides, locking him balls deep. He can’t help but laugh at your determination. Especially when you start to rut against him desperately. God you’re so fucking cute he can’t help but want to ruin you.

“Please, daddy. Fill me up and stuff me full of your cum!”

“Such a desperate little bunny.” Wonwoo coos as he forces your thighs apart, pummeling his dick deeper inside you. “Trying to milk daddy’s cock. You want me to fuck you full of my cum until your pretty little pussy can’t hold any more of it, huh?”

“God—yes. Fuck. Fill me, fill me.” You whine brokenly. “Give me your cum and make me yours!”

You’re close again. Heat washes over your skin as you try to work yourself down on his cock. Wonwoo smirks down at you, pounding into your tight cunt like a starving beast. Another deep roll of his hips has you crying out for him again. Your pussy swallows his cock avidly, drenching him in your cream. Every pound of his thickness sends your juices down to your ass and adds to the soiled mess under you.

Wonwoo’s eyes dart between your fucked out face and your battered cunt. Your arousal coats your thighs and the base of his cock. He can even feel your essence seeping down his balls. Your wet lips are swollen at this point, your aching clit rubbed raw by his fingers. Still, he doesn’t stop.

“Gonna pump you full of my cum, sweet girl. Gonna stuff you full until I’m all you can feel.”

It’s unholy how you're so willingly being split open by his big cock. Your eyes roll into the back of your head, dizziness taking over.

“Fuck.” Wonwoo moans when he looks down to when your tight cunt is gripping his cock. “Cream all over me, bunny. Show daddy how much you love his cock.”

You’re thrown over the edge, cunt gripping his cock even tighter as he relentlessly hammers into you. Wonwoo feels your nails dig into his back, scratching down his spine, no doubt leaving red marks on his skin. Not that he cares. Wonwoo wants you all over him. Craves for you to mark what’s already yours.

Wonwoo grips your hips and lifts you, sheathing his throbbing cock into your cunt right to the hilt. He ruts into your leaking core like an untamed beast, and you let him because you want his cum to fill you up until you can’t think anymore. His gaze is locked on your pretty pussy as you moan out for him to fuck you harder.

Your cute moans have his eyes flickering up to your face, cock twitching wildly when he sees your fucked out expression. “Fuck, Y/N!”

It’s the prettiest sight to see Wonwoo’s euphoric expression as he spills his cum into your awaiting pussy. He’s so deep inside you, claiming you until his seed is gushing out of you and down to your ass. He keeps fucking his warmth into you, spilling more ropes of his cum with every thrust.

Wonwoo relishes in the pretty little whimpers you let out as he fucks his cum back into your hot cunt.

He slowly pulls out of you with a hiss, brows furrowing in dissatisfaction when he sees his cum leaking out of you. You’re not sure how long he stares at your messy cunt, but you’re taken by surprise when he suddenly smashes his face into your sloppy pussy.

You both moan loudly when he starts lapping up your mixed releases. He’s so eager with his movements, obsessed with the taste of you and him mixed together. Wonwoo licks you clean, smirking at you when he leaves you a mewling mess after he’s done. The sight of his chin glistening with your mixed releases turns you on all over again.

It’s how you find yourself being impaled on Wonwoo’s big cock once again. Your moans are filthy and louder than ever. Every tip he slams his hips against your it feels like he’s punching the air out of your lungs. You feel like you can’t breathe let alone think with how deep his cock is fucking into you. The brush of his leaking tip against your sweet spot reduces you to a babbling, moaning mess.

“D-Daddy.” You stutter out with a soft whine. “Don’t stop!”

Wonwoo leans down to press scattered kisses across your jaw before he smashes his lips on yours in a sloppy kiss that swallows all of your moans. You mewl into his mouth as your arms come up to wrap around his neck, back arching with your tits pressed against his chest, nipples grazing his own.

“Pretty pussy’s so fucking tight.” Wonwoo growls, hips snapping at a savage-like pace. “I can barely move.”

It’s true. Despite him drilling his aching cock into the wet heat of your slick pussy, it’s becoming increasingly difficult to move with how much you’re tightening around him. The way your velvety walls hug his cock lights up every single nerve of his body. Wonwoo loves the feeling of the heated friction of his veins dragging along your hot cunt.

He buries his face in the crook of your neck with a loud moan. Wonwoo starts to suck and nip at your sensitive flesh until he sees that he’s successfully left behind dark bruises on your skin. He gently kisses the marks he’s left behind—a great contrast to the way he’s roughly fucking you.

“Feel that, sweetheart?” Wonwoo pants, his snapping hips moving faster than before. “Daddy’s gonna mold your pretty pussy so no one else fits.”

You cry out when his thumbs finds your puffy clit. He runs fast circles on the sensitive nub, loving how your tight cunt spasms around his twitching cock.

“So good!” Your voice slowly starts to break off into wanton moans as your legs wrap around him.

Wonwoo’s weeping tip brushes against that spot inside you that has you arching your back and screaming out in pleasure. His cock twitches when he feels your hot cunt continuously tighten around him. With a guttural groan, he brings his thumb down to your clit to run fast circles on it. It’s almost amazing how fast your cream starts to coat his dick at the stimulation.

“God, sweetheart.” His voice seems to get deeper as he keeps splitting you open. “Pretty pussy was fucking made for me. It’s mine—all mine.”

“Daddy!” You moan in ecstasy. “Feels so good.”

His thumb keeps stroking your clit until you’re shrieking his name like it’s the only thing you know how to say. You choke on a euphoric cry as you come around his cock. Wonwoo lets out a guttural groan bad your wet walls start to spasm around him. His hips slam against yours desperately as he chases his own high.

The tight clench of your cunt forces him into an orgasm of his own. Spurts of his hot cum paint every inch of your walls, filling you up with every twitch of his cock. Thick ropes of cum drip down the sides of your thighs as he fucks his load into you, groaning your name through a strained, cracked voice.

Wonwoo’s hips sloppily rutting into yours as he fucks his cock into your messy cunt. Sticky strings are connecting his girthy base to the lips of your cunt. You're writhing from overstimulation, thighs shaking and tears slipping from the corner of your eyes.

“D-Daddy!” You moan, so far gone on his cock that it’s all you can think about. “Fuh-Fuck. T-Too—ah! Too d-deep!”

You feel so fucking good you can barely speak, toes curling with the ever sharp thrust of his cock. His hard pelvis grinds against your puffy bud as he lifts your legs so they’re resting on his shoulders. The new angle makes his throbbing dick go deeper inside you, and all you can do is pathetically grind up to chase the pleasure that’s consuming your mind and body.

Wonwoo growls lowly when he feels your pussy twitching around him. The fact that you look so fucking pretty beneath him, babbling and choking on your nonsensical words. Wet tears are clinging to your lashes as every thought that’s not about him or his cock being fucked out of you so easily.

“Fuh–uck!“

You sound so fucked out that Wonwoo has to thrust deeply into you to get you to let out more of those cute moans. His rough pace has your pussy clamping down on him as he angles your hips higher to sink impossibly deeper into your hot cunt.

Wonwoo’s smirk is so attractive that your pussy leaves behind another layer of cream on his hard cock. He licks his lips, playfully slapping your aching clit. “Slutty little bunny. Did daddy already fuck you stupid?”

He’s teasing you because he knows you’ve got more for him. Wonwoo won’t stop ravishing your little cunt until you’re nothing more than dumb, pliant and feeling so fucking good after he’s done using you. Your mind is completely hazed with pleasure that you barely register the filth he’s speaking when hes he's fucking you into the mattress like a wild animal, grunting through his teeth with every needy twitch of his heavy cock.

You’re just as desperate for your release as Wonwoo is to dig it out of you. Somehow, he’s already managed to memorize every single spot that has you creaming around him. Which you do. Like a cute, dumb bunny in heat, you leave a mess around the base of his cock. He moans your name in fondness when your nails leave behind stinging marks along his biceps and shoulders, still begging for another orgasm.

“Cute. Fucking. Bunny.” He grunts between the rough snapping of his hips. Your soiled cunt is squeezing his cock tighter like you’re begging him to fill you up with his cum. “All fucking mine. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”

In all your lust and pleasure, you still manage to nod. “Oh-Only yours, da-daddy!”

You have him so fucking close already with the tantalizing little look you’re giving him. Wonwoo leans down so he can admire how pretty you look with tears of pleasure dripping down your cheeks. You cry out when your boss splits you open further, almost folding you in half beneath him.

The sudden force of his hips make your body clap against his, and you feel dizzy from the overwhelming sensation as your eyes close in bliss.

“That’s right, baby. Only daddy can fuck you this good.” His deep voice wavers with the increasing tightness of your cunt.

Wonwoo is practically bouncing his hips into you as his heavy balls smack of your ass with every impact. He’s already fucked you stupid. You’re nothing but a mindless, pretty bunny underneath him as he grinds his cock against the pleading spots inside of you. It feels like your insides curl and ache with need as your orgasm races to burst along your limbs with the next too-deep touch of his cock.

“Daddy!”

All you can do is cry for him as you come, babbling out mindless mantras and hiccups of his name. Wonwoo moans along with you at the first milking compression of your tight cunt around him, giving him no choice but to spill into you with a low groan that only seems to prolong your blissful state.

The back and forth stutter of his hips is intoxicating, his pelvis pressing tight against your cunt. Wonwoo fucks his load into your eager pussy, not wanting to waste even a drop of his sticky cum. His thrusts slow until you start to whine at the oversensitivity.

You slowly open your eyes and give him a spent smile. Wonwoo returns it, crawling over you to kiss you. It’s sweeter and more gentle this time—just like he is. You gasp into his mouth when his fingers sink into your tender cunt, pushing his cum back into you. You squirm, toes curling at the feeling.

“Such a good little bunny.” Wonwoo praises as his fingers circles your clit before tracing up and slipping them into your mouth. “My pretty, little cockslut.”

“Mhm.” You moan around his fingers, knowing this is only the beginning of your deepest desires.

“I hear you’re in love.”

Wonwoo doesn’t look away from his glass because he knows Mingyu is giving him a knowing smirk. It’s not a surprise that his best friend already knows about you. After all, you’re good friends with the woman Mingyu is madly in love with.

“As usual, you’ve got me beat in that department.”

Mingyu’s smile doesn’t falter because even if he’s not talking about it, Wonwoo doesn’t deny the feelings he clearly has. “She takes good care of Hana. Don’t act like that’s not all you look for in a woman.”

It’s silly the way Wonwoo can’t fight the fond smile that stretches his face. Every time he thinks to how well you take care of his daughter, he falls for you a little more each time.

“And you?” Wonwoo questions his friend who’s more of a lovesick puppy than he is. “You’ve found the woman of your dreams, but you still haven’t proposed.”

“I’m waiting until she finishes school.” Mingyu has that goofy smile on his face he gets every time he thinks bout his girlfriend. “After she gets closer to achieving her dreams, I’m going to make her my wife.”

Wonwoo can see the stars in his friend’s eyes and lets out a find laugh. “You surprised me. I thought you’d marry her the second you broke things off with her mom.”

Mingyu only gives him an excited smile. “She’s worth waiting for. So hurry up and finalize your divorce. The girls have been dying to go on a double date.”

Wonwoo feels a giddy excitement consume him. For years he had only foreseen a bleak future with a woman who didn’t love him. But now that he knows he’s going to face the future with you by his side, he doesn’t plan on letting you go.

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Turnabout Seventeen

Detective!Wonwoo (Wonwoo P.O.V.)

Summary: Wonwoo is a detective hired by a circus staff member in order to investigate the mysterious circumastances of another staff member's murder. Who did this and what was their motive? Will Wonwoo find the truth?

Genre: Crime fiction

Warnings: death/murder, mentions of blood, violence, swear words

Word count: 8.3k (8352 words)

A/N: Just as the title suggests, this story was inspired by the Ace Attorney game series and specifically the 'Turnabout Big Top" case. This story wasn't an attempt to copy from the game series.

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“You think you’re slick, huh? You think you’re so smart?” He said coming up from behind his co-worker.

“Huh?” The man turned towards him with a confused expression.

“You paint me out as useless and make you and your stupid friends seem sooo important?” He accused.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I heard you say it. I heard you tell him that my role could be covered by someone else. Are you trying to get me fired?” He moved closer towards him, almost cornering him inside a toilet stall.

“All I did was a suggestion. I don’t agree with this at all! I offered other ways to avoid this.” He raised his hands in defense.

“Shut up you lying bitch!” He yelled and pushed him leading to him hitting his head on the toilet seat that was behind him. “This will teach you to be more careful when talking about me” He spat and closed the door behind him, leaving the bathroom area.

“Mr Jeon? I need you to come immediately. There has been a murder. One of my staff members is lying dead in the bathroom.” He said over the phone.

“Don’t let anyone move from where they are currently and if they ask, tell them that I’m an interviewer. I’ll be there soon.” I replied calmly.

“Hello. Are you the one who called me?” I greeted the man waiting by the door.

“Yes. My name is Choi Seungcheol.” He shook my hand.

“My name is Jeon Wonwoo, but since you called me, I assumed you already know me. Did anyone interfere with the crime scene?” I skipped the small talk.

“No, I locked the door as soon as I discovered the body. I haven’t unlocked it since then.”

Seungcheol led me to the room with the big ‘WC’ sign outside. Ugh, I hate when crimes happen in places like this. They always smell awful.

“Were you a witness to the murder?” I asked as the man searched for the keys.

“No, I wasn’t.” He sighed.

“Then how are you sure no one messed with it, before you discovered it?” I pressed. The man looked down before inserting the key.

“I guess you’re right. It just seems as if no one knows, because everyone seems to be busy with tomorrow’s preparations.” He opened the door gesturing for me to enter.

“Clearly the murderer knows. And what do you mean by ‘tomorrow’s preparations’?” I looked around the room. There are 3 stalls on the right side and 3 sinks on the left side. There’s a pool of blood outside the stall that’s in the back but the door is closed.

“For tomorrow’s show. If they knew about Mingyu’s death, they’d know we’ll have to cancel the show. His role is crucial!” Seungcheol cried.

I inspected the pool of blood. There seems to be a smudge, as if someone stepped on the blood and the half footprint found near it confirmed my theory. I sneakily checked Seungcheol’s shoes. No sign of blood, but he could have changed shoes. To me everyone is guilty until the opposite is proven.

I pried the stall door open and there lied the body of the victim. The toilet seat had blood too. So the victim hit his head on the side of the toilet seat.

“Can you tell me more about how you found the victim?” I turned to look at the man.

“His name is, well, was Kim Mingyu. It hurts to hear you call him a victim. I’m having a hard time believing he is now dead.” The man said looking wide eyed at the body.

“Please, Mr Choi. I need to you co-operate and reply to my questions directly and with nothing but the truth.” I pulled out a small notebook to take notes.

“I’m sorry. This team is like a family to me. I walked in the bathroom at my usual time. I get the sum from the person in the popcorn corner and then I clean the toilets. I’m in charge of the finances, the bookings and the cleaning in this circus.” He said and I scribbled down the information he gave me on himself.

“That’s an odd place for a circus to be.” I commented without looking up.

“Yeah, we rented this venue for a few shows. We had trouble with our tent and couldn’t set it up like we usually do. This place is used for theater groups, but we managed to make all the changes to our script and adapt to it.” He explained and I wrote down some more notes.

“So the popcorn corner… I noticed it when I walked in. It’s pretty near the crime scene. Was the person in charge inside of it the whole time?” I asked. There’s a possibility, if that guy isn’t the murderer, that he saw the victim coming in but never coming out and maybe saw the murderer himself.

“Yeah, he only leaves to bring me the sum to my office on the other side of the venue. He then comes back to clean the machines.” Seungcheol nodded.

“I have a lot more to ask you, but I need to speak to this person first. Lock the door. You can either go to your office or stay here. But do not speak to anybody. I’m supposed to be here as an interviewer.” I warned.

“Yes sir. I’ll wait right here.” He said and showed me out and to the popcorn corner.

There was someone sitting behind the cashier scrolling through his phone.

“Hello.” I greeted, making him jump.

“Oh, hi, who are you? What are you doing here? The corner is closed and there aren’t any more shows for today.” He said panicking.

“I’m an interviewer, I was invited by Mr Choi. I decided to start my interview by talking to each person in order of who they first see when they visit your circus. My name is Wonwoo.” I said and sat down on a 2nd chair that was in there.

“Oh, I wasn’t informed. Is this why he said we should stay put and wait? I would have been home by now…” The man whined. “By the way, my name is Vernon.”

“Vernon? Really nice to meet you! Could you tell me a bit more about your job here?” I asked and pulled out my notebook again.

“Well, I started working here recently. I make the popcorn, sell it, count the sum, bring it to the boss for him to work on the finances and come back to clean the machines.” He said and crossed his legs. My eyes widened when I noticed the large red spot on them and I failed to control myself before asking “What’s that?” I pointed.

The man glanced out at his feet and didn’t react at all.

“Huh? There’s nothing? WAS IT A COCKROACH?” He yelled.

“No! I mean the red spot on your shoes!” I said.

“What red spot?” He said and removed his red glasses. “Oh this? I don’t know. These red glasses are making some things hard to see. For example, the popcorn machine. It has red lines that I can’t see when I wear these. I was shocked when I found out. I thought they changed them.” He pointed out the lines he mentioned.

Is this guy toying with me or is he really as dumb as he seems? I need to risk and ask him about the blood. I wonder if this is a good idea.

“Did you happen to visit the bathroom today?” I asked. Can I possibly have caught the murderer this easily?

“Yeah, I did. Oh, this must be paint! I slipped on something and meant to call Cheol to come clean it up, but I forgot. I thought it was pee! I also have a hard time seeing yellow with these glasses!” He said putting them back on.

“By ‘Cheol’, you mean Mr. Choi, right?” I asked and he nodded.

“Approximately when did you go to the bathroom?” I risked asking. This is obviously not an interview, but if this guy is really dumb, he won’t figure it out.

“Right after I took the sum to Cheol. I don’t know what time it was exactly.” He replied casually.

I need to ask Seungcheol about the time. It would help figure out the time of the murder.

“Okay and who do people see after they buy popcorn?” I continued on with my ‘interview’.

“They see Joshua the magician. He is in charge of the ticket validation too.” He said.

“Great. I’ll go find him then. Thank you so much!” I said getting up.

“When will this air?” He asked and I looked at him confused.

“Do you see any cameras around?” I said and he looked around before replying.

“Oh, is this for an article? I’ll make sure to read it!” He smiled but he didn’t seem like a person that would actually sit down to read an article.  

This guy is really dumb. He stumbled upon the crime scene and didn’t even realize. Good thing it was found by Seungcheol, because Vernon would have handled it a lot differently. I don’t even want to imagine what he would do.

Seungcheol raised his head and looked at me, possibly hearing my footsteps coming towards him.

“So, was Vernon of any help? Did he see anyone?” He asked. Even if he had, why would I tell you? You’re still a suspect.

“He helped in a way. He said he brings you the sum, correct?” I avoided his questions.

“Yeah, he isn’t that good at math but it doesn’t matter, because I’m in charge of the finances here.” He shrugged.

“When does he usually visit your office?” I asked.

“Um, around the time that acts 2 or 3 are on stage.” He recalled.

“How many acts are there?” I said and scribbling down the schedule.

“There are five acts in total.” He replied.

“Was the vi- Mingyu in any of these?” I corrected myself. The man’s eyes seemed sad but he definitely appreciated my correction.

“He definitely was. But I don’t know which ones exactly. The director decides, along with the sound effect and music director. The program keeps changing.” He said. How many people work in this damn circus?

“What are these people’s names? I need to talk to them too.”

“The main director is Jeonghan, who is also in charge of the prop preparation before each act. Our music director and co-director is Woozi. You’ll find Woozi on the left side of the stage in his DJ booth and Jeonghan is exactly behind the big curtain on the stage. Here, I’ll show you how to get there.” He said leading me out.

The popcorn corner window was shut, so Vernon didn’t see us talking. Seungcheol lead me through a corridor to a tiny room with two doors on either side, both leading to different sides of the same theater-like room. There were plenty of seats and an elevated stage with a DJ booth on the left side, just as Seungcheol described. There were a few steps in front of the booth connecting the stage with the audience.

“And here is the corridor that leads directly backstage. We mostly use this to move instead of going through the stage in order to not interrupt the rehearsals that are going on.” Seungcheol pointed at a door on our left side behind all the seat rows.

“Thank you for your help. I’ll come to you if I need you again.” I said and walked towards the corridor. The DJ can wait. I need to inspect this first. I walked the long dark corridor in silence. My mind was racing with possibilities and I had a bad feeling a lot of people are involved in this circus.

“Excuse me? You’re not allowed back here. The show is over.” I turned to look at the source of the voice.

“Hi, I’m an interviewer. Mr Choi invited me.” I faked a smile and raised my notebook towards him.

“An interviewer? Why didn’t he say so? Oh my god, I’m so excited, I can tell you all about this circus. What do you want to know?” His eyes were gleaming.

“Oh should we start here? Is this were Mr Choi told you to wait?” I said looking around at the empty area that the corridor lead to.

“Well, this is where I was when he told me to ‘Stay put and wait!’. So I didn’t move at all. Though, I could use a chair…” He mimicked his boss with a deeper voice.

“We could start by… your name?” I said.

“Oh but of course, my name is Seungkwan! I’m the host of this circus!” The man said.

“The host? What exactly do you do?” I asked writing down his name.

“I’m soo important! I welcome the audience, I prepare them for the warming up act, well, I’m the warming up act, but act 1 is also considered a warming up act, so I guess it’s the second warming up act. I also take part in the second warming up act and help the director with the props. I just do so much around here…” The man rambled.

“Oh, so Act 1 is you and Act 2 is also a warming up act?” I asked to clarify and the man scoffed.

“The director doesn’t think so…” He said and I looked at him puzzled.

“Look, if you want to talk about the acts go talk to them. If you don’t have anything to ask me about me then go.” The man said looking obviously offended.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, I was just trying to figure out the program of the show.” I apologized.

“Maybe you should have watched it first.” He snapped.

“I’m sorry. I’ll leave for now, but I’ll come back to ask you more about you after I figure this out.” I said not wanting to annoy him any further.

“Yeah, you better.” He said and crossed his arms, turning away.

What a diva.

I walked further in the backstage area. There were curtains separating the rooms with the rest of the backstage area. Each curtain had a paper with the act number on it, except the last one that wrote “Finances”.

 That must be Seungcheol’s office.’ I thought. There were indeed five acts, as ‘Seungcheol said.

So this Seungkwan guy isn’t considered an act. But he said he does a lot around here. I moved towards the curtain of Act 1 to ask them about Seungkwan before a voice stopped me.

“Hey! No peeping in the backstage area!” He yelled, walking towards me.

I introduced myself as an interviewer again. I’m going to get tired of saying this phrase over and over again.

“An interview? As if we didn’t have enough problems today. Now I have you wandering around here. Do not touch a thing! I’ve had enough misplaced items today!” The man whined.

“I’m sorry, it won’t take long. I just want to ask some questions.” I said.

“Yeah, you better be quick. I need to go check each room for the props, because everyone keeps misplacing them and that damn idiot Mingyu disappeared during the last act and I had to improvise. Have you seen him around? We’re not allowed to leave until Cheol lets us, but I really need to find this idiot.” Woah another rambler.

“Mingyu didn’t appear in an act? Which one?” I asked.

“During the finale! He was supposed to move the props of act 2 and then prepare to be in the finale of act 5, but he was nowhere to be seen, so I had to take his place and light myself on fire!” He said exasperated.

“What? On fire?” I asked, shocked. Maybe Seungkwan was right. I should have watched the show first.

“Not actually on fire. Just my jacket. We light it up, well, light Mingyu’s jacket up on fire and then he runs to a bucket full of water, puts it out, comes out obviously without a scratch and we bow to the audience. But today I had to both fill the bucket and wear the jacket and go out on stage in his place. I almost didn’t make it.” He explained.

“Why would you do that?” What even is this show anyways?

“Our whole show is based on faux accidents. It keeps the audience on their toes. We pretend to fail magic tricks, to be attacked by tigers, to fall when dancing and to light up on fire.” He said as if all the things he listed were casual everyday things.

“What do you mean attacked by tigers?” I don’t know what to expect from them anymore.

“Act 3 involves a tiger. Maybe you should have watched the show today before the interview.” He said.

“Yeah, I couldn’t make it in time.” I lied. “About the program of the show, can you explain it to me in detail?”

“Ugh, you said it won’t take long, but it seems like you will need time. Okay, listen very carefully, because I’m not going to repeat it.” He groaned and I nodded, preparing to write down notes as fast as I can.

“After the audience is sat, Seungkwan, the host, welcomes them. As he is doing this, Dk, act 1, prepares his props with me. Then the host goes near the DJ booth on the stage and sits with Woozi, the DJ. As act 1, DK, is on stage, act 2, Joshua, the magician and Mingyu his assistant, are preparing their props. Dk also appears in this act for a trick where he comes out a tiny car. That’s when act 3, Hoshi and his tiger, are getting ready. Dk and Mingyu leave the stage earlier and the tiger pretends to attack Joshua who also leaves the stage after this. Act 3 inlcudes some simple dog tricks but on a tiger, but it’s fun because it’s a tiger giving paw and rolling over. Then act 4 is up. The acrobats, Jun and Minghao appear from the back of the stage, as Dino and I prepare the stage for this act. Dino, the flame spitter is a new act, act 5. He prepares both act 4 and act 5 and then Mingyu is supposed to be on the finale. Today he left me hanging. I didn’t see him at all after he got off stage during act 2.” Jeonghan explained in full detail.

“One more question. Why isn’t act 4 prepared in advance like the rest of them?” I asked.

“Because the tiger needs a lot of space to make sure it gets to his cage alright and the acrobats appear from the back, so the audience looks at them and not the stage getting prepared by Dino and me.” He explained.

“Okay, I’ll sum these up and let you be.” I said and looked down at my notes and the man nodded.

“Act 1 is Dk. Act  2 is Joshua. Act 3 is Hoshi. Act 4 is Jun and Minghao. Act 5 is Dino. Seungkwan is the host, Woozi is the DJ, Seungcheol is the boss and Vernon is the popcorn guy.” I said.

“And Mingyu is in Acts 2 and 5 and I’m the director and in charge of the props.” He corrected.

“Oh yeah, my mistake.” Whew I almost screwed up. “Thank you so much for your time. I’ll go talk quickly to the acts and the DJ” I said and the man moved back to where he was sitting at first.

‘So, Mingyu was there during act 2 but not act 5. The sum is brought around acts 2-3 to the office, meaning the murder took place during act 3, 4 or 5. But Vernon must have been back by then and Cheol must have gone to clean the bathrooms up, so it was probably during act 3. Also, since Mingyu went to the bathroom, if it was act 4 he and the killer would have overlapped with the acrobats preparing in the corridor. Mingyu obviously used this corridor to move to the back. If it was during act 3 that means that tiger guy had an alibi.

Finally, I’m starting to list off people. But, I haven’t talked to any of the acts yet so I can’t decide just yet. Also, if the DJ is constantly on stage along with the host then, that means they also have alibis. I should exclude them first then. Where is the DJ booth again?’ My mind is working overtime trying to digest the new info.

“Hello, I was told the DJ and the host would be here?” I greeted the man who removed his headphones as soon as he noticed me.

“Oh, hello. You’re finally here.” He said and pointed at a chair for me to sit down.

“You knew I was coming?” I asked, shocked.

“Who do you think gave Seungcheol your number? He panicked and immediately called me as soon as the show finished.” He said leaning back on his chair.

“Oh. Well, I’m here as an interviewer in order to find the truth about today.” I admitted.

“Good. We need to find who did it.” He said and reached for a water bottle.

“So, I hear you were here all the time, so you have a pretty solid alibi.” I said as he drank some of it.

“Yeah, I don’t ever leave the stage until it’s time to go home. Cheol and I usually stay longer. He figures out the numbers and I make music.” He explained.

“Did anything unusual happen today?” I asked.

“No, at least on stage not. Other than Mingyu’s disappearance during act 5. Were you informed on this?” He asked.

“Yes, by Jeonghan.” I replied.

“Good. Then I don’t know how else to help you. I was here the whole time, I couldn’t see anything happening in the back.” He shrugged.

“I was told the host is usually here with you during the shows. Why isn’t he here now?”  I asked.

“He comes near the booth after his welcoming act. Today he didn’t. He said he’d go help or something. He always wants to do more. He wants to be busy at all times. If he could, he’d perform all the acts and help with the props backstage too.” Woozi joked.

Jeonghan didn’t mention he got help from Seungkwan today. I should go ask them about it later, though I’d rather not annoy any of them with my presence.

“Did he tell you where exactly he wanted to go help” I asked.

“Maybe the new hires? I really don’t remember.” Woozi said.

“New hires?”

“Yeah, the popcorn guy and act 5. They’re both pretty new. It’s a bit tough financially, which is why Cheol stays until late, but they were needed around here.” He said.

‘Problems with money? That’s new. Let’s ask Seungcheol about this first before talking with the acts.’ I thought and rushed to the bathroom area through the audience area.

“Why didn’t you tell me that Woozi knows about this?” I asked as soon as I spotted the man.

“I’m sorry, yes, he gave me your number. I don’t know how he knows you.” Seungcheol avoided eye contact.

“Anyway, can you tell me about the new hires? I heard it caused you financial difficulties.” I changed the topic.

“Well, yes, but I needed them. Act 5 was a great addition, everyone thinks so too and we all agreed before hiring him. About the popcorn corner, we had no choice. I used to do it and manage the finances in there. Then I cleaned the bathrooms. But one person from the audience noticed I did both jobs, said it was unhygienic and threatened to rat us out. I lied and said it was only for that day and he said he’d bring someone to check, so we hired Vernon within a day. Mingyu told us about him actually. About both the new hires.” He explained. Woah, why did he keep all this from me?

“Were they all friends?” I asked.

“Vernon and Dino didn’t know each other before working here. They just shared a mutual friend, Mingyu. Vernon needed a summer job badly, because as he said ‘no one would hire him’ and Dino had troubles with his old team and manager, so he had to leave.” He explained. I wonder why no one wanted to hire Vernon. The man didn’t even notice the blood in the bathroom.

“So, finances?” I pressed.

“Yeah, at first I cut everyone’s, including a big part of mine, paychecks in order to create paychecks for these two. I promised to raise it as soon as we get the tent fixed, but money is still tight. I guess without Mingyu’s paycheck I can raise it earlier but… He was just as important here. I can’t find a replacement. Not in the team and definitely not in my heart.” He looked down and took a deep breath.

That’s it. The motive! Money was tight and someone thought Mingyu’s role was unimportant.

I moved backstage quickly. Behind the curtain with the paper reading “ACT 1” sits DK. I sigh, before moving the curtain to the side. I’m greeted by a man with a puppy-like expression. Just like the rest, he seemed confused by my presence. I introduced myself the same way I did with the others.

“Um, I’m really unprepared, I didn’t know you’d be coming today.” He admitted looking around at the messy room.

“It’s alright, I just want to know how a regular day goes like for you here. Let me help you, describe your day today and I know what to ask you after that.” I said calmly.

“Well, I got breakfast, I came to work and did my usual warming up act with the help of Seungkwan. He comments on my ‘fails’ on stage in a ‘funny’ way to warm the audience. I don’t know if you know this, but our whole show seems like a bunch of accidents with happy ending. We ‘fail’ at our own tricks, when it’s actually even harder to fail on purpose.” He explained, gesturing with his hands the whole time he was talking.

“Yeah, I’ve been informed on how the show goes. I didn’t find time to visit you today, but I could come tomorrow.” I said fishing for a reaction at the mention of tomorrow’s show.

“Oh yeah, it would be great. If I wasn’t working here, I’d totally come watch the show. The result is beautiful.” He said seemingly calm. So they really don’t know? Is he this good at lying? No jittering? No reaction? Just as Seungcheol said, they all talk about tomorrow’s show. Someone has to know about it.

“About your co-workers? I heard there are some new hires. Have they been welcomed by the team?” I asked.

“Oh yeah, they are good guys and really understanding. I like all my co-workers!” He replied with a smile.

I complained about the ramblers I faced, but the conversation with this guy seems really like just an interview. Should I be direct with him too?

“So, after you finished your act, did you come back here?” I asked.

“Yeah, we’re supposed to put the props back in their place but… I usually don’t do it. I like my organized mess.” He admitted shyly. He is of no help for now. I should just move to the next act.

“Well, thank you for your help. Since I’m still figuring out how this whole circus works, I’ll come back if I need you.” I said.

“Oh, this quick? Okay, I’ll be here. We’re not allowed to leave unless you’re done, I guess.” He said and got up to shake my hand.

I nodded and moved to the next room.

“Why hello. I sensed your presence. I felt a magnet drawing me towards you. Oh, never mind! I was pulled by this coin behind your ear!” The man said, indeed pulling a coin behind my ear. The way he moved it really felt as if was stuck on me.

“Hello, are you Joshua the magician?” I asked.

“Do you have a card inside your notebook?” he asked and I looked down seeing, indeed, a card between some random pages of my notebook.

“I take this as a yes. May I sit?” I asked, without actually waiting for a reply.

“Be my guest.” He gestured for me to sit, before sitting down himself.

“I don’t know if you’re informed, but I’m here for an interview.” I said.

“Yeah, I figured it by the notebook. Unless you’re a detective.” He said, but I managed to control myself and laughed.

“So today, I just want to talk about what you do. Describe a regular day. Today for example.” I said.

“Regular day of dazzling the audience. Tricks, props, DK and Mingyu, sometimes comments by Seungkwan and sometimes I bring some people from the audience on stage. I do that, because some people said I only do tricks with my co-workers, ‘who could actually have a coin behind their ear’. This way I ensure that the audience realizes my true powers.” He said pulling a flower from inside his hat.

“Oh you do tricks with co-workers? How are they of help?” I asked.

“DK comes out of a tiny car, Mingyu is cut in half, simple tricks really.” He said casually.

“DK said he doesn’t really like to organize the props he uses on his act. Does he help you with your props? Or is it just you and Mingyu.” I asked.

“They both do! I know DK doesn’t organize his stuff and Jeonghan, the director, always yells at him for this, but he wants to be a good co-worker to me and helps me. He knows I want things to be a certain way. After all, we, magicians want to know everything and control the situations.” He said getting up from his chair and pulling out a live rabbit from where he was sitting, before putting it on his lap and petting it. This guy is good.

“Mingyu didn’t help today though. He left the stage before me as always, but he wasn’t here when I came back. It doesn’t matter, but since you asked about this day specifically, why not tell you.” He shrugged. Now, this is important information.

“Did he rush to help act 5? I know he is part of it too.” I asked.

“I assume, yes, or went to the toilet. We don’t get many bathroom breaks in between the shows and he drinks a lot of water so… It doesn’t matter. He helps a lot. I’m satisfied with my job here, if this is the answer you’ve been fishing for.” He raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, you caught me. Co-worker drama is always a scoop! But I’m here to spread good stuff about the circus. Not sabotage it.” I must be hired in this circus as well by how good I am at deceiving the audience.

“Yeah, I saw right through you!” He laughed. If only you knew… Or… do you know?

“Well, I better go visit the others. I’ve been here for a while, I don’t want to keep everyone here until late. You have shows first thing in the morning.” I said fishing for a reaction.

“Even the best magician needs a good rest. I enjoyed the interview. But before you go, don’t forget to return my hat!” He said pointing at my head. When did he put this on me?

“Wow. Can you make money appear in my pockets sometime?” I joked, making the guy laugh before leaving the room.

“Can I come in? Is the tiger in its cage?” I asked moving the curtain of act 3 just a tiny bit to the side.

“It’s sleeping, come in!” I heard a voice say. “Oh, hi! Who are you?” Hoshi greeted me.

After my usual reply, we sat down before I asked the same questions.

“So, after you finished with your act, what was going on backstage? How does it work with the tiger and all?”

“To ensure no accidents happen, no one except Jeonghan is there. The next act is already waiting at the end of the corridor in the back, ready for their act to start.” He said.

“And the rest of the acts?”

“They’re requested to be in their rooms. This is the most serious moment of the show, since the tiger is overwhelmed by the audience.” He said looking at the sleeping tiger with a bittersweet smile.

“Has any accident happened in the past?” At this point I was just asking random questions to make this seem like a real interview.

“No, but I know my tiger and I want to protect it.” He replied sweetly.

“So, you would say you enjoy working here? Is the environment good?”

“It’s really nice. I was welcomed from the start and still am. Everyone is so sweet to my baby too. I don’t like arguments a lot. They stress me out.” He shyly admitted. This could be a lie, but he isn’t helping me much. I didn’t want to waste any more time on someone who for now seemed to have an alibi.

I thanked the man for his replies, before moving to the next room. If everyone is ordered to stay in their rooms, that means every person working has a certain position and is not to cross with the tiger as it leaves. So this means the murderer went back to their position for the tiger, or stayed in the wrong position in order not to cross with it. So if they weren’t back by then, then they must have collided with the next act, or it was the people of act 4!

“Who are you?” A man asked, before I could pull the curtain of act 4 to the side.

“I-I’m an interviewer?” I replied.

“Come inside.” He said, pushing me towards the room.

“Don’t take long with this. It’s already late and we sure won’t get paid overtime for this.” The second man said.

“So who is who?” I started my questions immediately.

“I’m Minghao and this is Jun” the first man replied.

“What do you usually do?” I asked.

“We start dancing behind the audience and move towards the stage, as it’s getting prepared by Jeonghan and Dino. We dance on ropes, boxes, balls, balls on top of boxes on top of ropes, you name it.” Jun said.

“So today was just a regular day for you?” I risked.

“Yes. Nothing out of the ordinary. Except you.” Minghao said.

They both had really serious expression on their faces. Jun just gave longer answers than Minghao and that’s the only difference.

“One last question, how do you get to the back behind the audience without them seeing you?” I knew the answer to that already.

“Through a corridor, we always use this, even in rehearsals and for bathroom breaks. But no one is to go to the bathroom before and in the beginning of our act because the audience’s eyes are focused on the back of the room.” Jun said.

Hmm this is interesting. No bathroom breaks. The murder happened during the third act and the murderer was back before its end. I have one last person to talk to in order to start excluding suspects from my list.

“So, it’s been a while since you were added to the team? Have you adjusted? Did they welcome you? Tell me a bit about the story of it.” I said and the man smiled.

“Um, I knew about this circus long before I came to work here. That’s how I met Mingyu, the guy who brought me here. I have seen the acts and the changes they do every once in a while. I was working with a different team and… let’s just say they didn’t treat me very well. I once told Mingyu I wished there was a way I could switch teams with him for just a day, so he could see what I go through and that’s when the idea came. He told his boss, now our boss and after a bit of an interview with him, Jeonghan, the director and Woozi the sound technician, I got in.” Dino smiled as he explained the story to me. I wonder what will happen to the team after everyone finds out about Mingyu.

“Why were there so many people to interview you?” I asked and Dino laughed.

“It’s not just my talent and abilities that matter. It’s the character too. They wanted someone they could trust. What if all I wanted was to steal secrets and sell them to my old boss? I’m embarrassed to admit, but during the interview they asked me a lot about my old team and I really needed the job, so I kinda cried as I was explaining how life was with them. I think this helped prove I was genuine though.” He said looking away with a smile.

“So, how does a usual day go like? For example, describe today’s show.” I said.

“Why today’s specifically?” He raised an eyebrow. Fuck.

“Oh, I don’t mean just today. It’s just, the others seemed not to know where to start, so to help them I told them to just describe this day and this is how everyday goes.” I scrambled to find the correct words.

“I see, um, well I prepare for my act and between the shows, everyone rests while the rest of the acts are on stage. So, I finish the show, bow, the audience leaves and I have time ‘till the end of the next show to rest and re-prepare the props. Mingyu helps me, but he is in act 2 too, so he never really gets to rest or find time to go to the bathroom. He only has time during the middle acts 3-4 but that’s when everyone is supposed to stay put because of the tiger and the acrobats.” He said.

“You mention Mingyu a lot. Are you the closest one to him in this team?” I asked.

“Oh, um, I don’t think so. He’s a sweet kid and everyone wants to be close with him. Well, everyone wants to be close with everyone. We are one team after all.” He shyly said and scratched the back on his neck.

“Jeonghan mentioned him too, on today’s show specifically. He said he was supposed to help with your last trick, but he didn’t show up.” I risked.

“Oh, yeah, it got me a little worried. He didn’t come to help prepare during act 4. But he must have been tired. He’s a good kid, please don’t write anything on your article that will imply he is slacking off. Because he isn’t!” He said panically.

“Oh no, you made it obvious he is one of the busiest people in here and so have others. Don’t worry about it.” I reassured before getting up.

“It was a pleasure. Thank you so much for everything.” I said extending my hand towards him.

“The pleasure was mine. If you haven’t watched the show, you definitely should.” He shook my hand.

Now, I have to face that Jeonghan again.

“Hey, I’m sorry to bother you again…” I trailed off

“It’s fine. Ask away. I saw you visiting all the rooms so you must be near finished.” He said calmly and that surprised me.

“Yeah, I was just talking to Dino. He told me about Mingyu not helping during the preperations of act 5 and Joshua told me he didn’t help either. Did he face any problems with the team? Mingyu didn’t give me any information on this and I can’t ask him.” I said. Technically, I didn’t lie. I really can’t ask him anything. Well, I can but he can’t answer.

“He seemed stressed today, I have to admit. But he was only like this during the last show. He had visited the boss’ office before the show. Do you think Cheol fired him?” His eyes widened as he jumped to the conclusion.

“I don’t think he’d fire anyone during the day of an interview for the paper.” I said and the man hummed.

“You’re right. There’s something else. Just directly ask Cheol what they talked about in the office.” The man shrugged.

“Yeah, I should just talk to him a bit more and leave. Thank you again!” I left through the stage towards the bathrooms.

“How is it going? Will you need more days? I can’t do tomorrow’s show I need to break the news to people.” Seungcheol told me as soon as he spotted me.

“I’ll finish soon. What did you and Mingyu talk about today before the last show in your office?” I directly asked, just as Jeonghan told me.

The man sighed before replying. “Financial problems. I told you, he wanted to help and felt responsible for the lowered paychecks.”

“Did someone think Mingyu’s role was unimportant here?”

“No, quite the opposite. He always offered to take up on more stuff because he thought he caused problems to them.”

“Take up what specifically?” I pressed. Why can’t he give more direct answers?

“He took up the seating from Seungkwan in order to give him time to prepare for his hosting act, after hearing him complain about it once. He asked to take up the ticket validation to give Joshua time.”

Joshua felt threatened. That’s it. That must be it. I need to talk to him again.

I ran to the backstage area, almost tripping on the steps on the stage.

“Hey, Joshua, I have one last question before leaving.” I panted. “I’m sorry for barging in. I forgot something and I can’t leave without it.” I said.

“Of course, calm your heart before asking me. Or you’ll scare the parrot on your head.” He said and I felt something move on my head. How does he do this?

“Are you in charge of the ticket validation?”

“Yeah, but the one under your shoe is expired.” He said causing me to look down at my feet. There was a ticket lying there. Okay I could have done this too.

“Mingyu offered to take it up. Did you feel threatened by this offer?” I know I shouldn’t be this direct. But I can pull it off as co-worker drama, like I did before.

“Mingyu is really helpful around here. Okay, yeah, he didn’t today but he isn’t a bad guy. All he wants is to give me more time to prepare. He also would benefit from this by not having to help much backstage. Why would I feel threatened by him anyway? I’m an act.”

This moment. It was when everything clicked. In my mind. All the puzzle pieces are connected. The picture is now clear. But now, how do I handle this?

“Oh you’re still on Joshua? This interview is so long. Why couldn’t you just do it to everyone at the same time?” A voice came from my right. I didn’t go through the stage to the front of the building. I used the corridor, following the victims steps.

“Can I just go sit in the audience’s seats. I can’t be standing all this time. If you need me you can find me there, right?” The man said.

“Actually, I needed you just now.” I told him.

“I was informed about another role you had. You were in charge of the seating. What happened exactly?” I looked straight in Seungkwan’s eyes.

“Oh, well, I complained once about not having time to prepare then all of a sudden Mingyu did the seating. Doing the seating helped me read the audience. I’d comment on stuff as they walked in and use these on my hosting act. After Mingyu took up this part, it was so hard to read the crowd. It was technically during act 2 with DK where my jokes warmed them up. But I didn’t need DK’s help. I was doing just fine on my own before.”

He insists on calling himself act 1. I need more.

“Mingyu offered to take Joshua’s ticket validation part too.” I mentioned shrugging.

“I know! He takes the seating role, brings his two friends here and now he wants to do the ticketing? Might as well throw us all out and keep the circus with his two little friends. Then he’ll take their part too and do the whole program himself!” The man was clearly worked up by everything.

“So, I’m guessing you felt threatened by him?” I smirked.

“No. Why would I? I told you. I’m so important here. I run around and do everything. Mingyu is just copying me to act like he is busy too. I’m technically on the stage all day with Woozi. I get zero breaks!” He complained.

“Yeah, I heard he’s been slacking off today. Not helping Joshua after act 2 and he didn’t show up for act 5 during the last show. Did you see him around?” My heart was beating as I was saying this.

“No, I was on stage with Woozi the whole time.”  He shrugged.

*Flashback*

“I was told the host is usually here with you during the shows. Why isn’t he here now?”  I asked.

“He comes near the booth after his welcoming act. Today he didn’t. He said he’d go help or something. He always wants to do more. He wants to be busy at all times. If he could, he’d perform all the acts and help with the props backstage too.” Woozi joked.

*End of flashback*

“Oh, but Woozi said you weren’t there during the last show. And Jeonghan never mentioned you helping today with the props.” I smirked.

“I…” The man trailed off, eyes widened. He started looking around.

“I left for just a bit and helping backstage doesn’t mean only Jeonghan. There are other acts that need help.” He spat.

“None of the acts mentioned you helping. Are you really as important to this circus team as you claim to be?” I pressed.

“I am! I do everything around here! Was Mingyu involved in all of this? Huh? Did Seungcheol say he wants to fire me? Sure, let’s hire two idiots, but when it comes to Seungkwan money is tight.” He yelled. I was sure people could hear him. After all, curtains separated the spaces. Not doors and walls.

“Did you go to the bathroom during the 3rd act?” I gritted my teeth.

“No!” He cried.

“You did! And Mingyu was there too, wasn’t he?” I continued.

“No. I don’t know what you’re talking about! I didn’t! I never argued with him!” He cried.

“I never said you argued. You said it yourself. You argued and you attacked him!” I accused pointing my finger at him.

“So what? Why is this so important for your dumb paper? Will co-worker drama make your article any better?” Seungkwan said in a low voice. What? He…?

“You think I’m really here for an interview?” I asked.

“Why else would you be here for?” The man looked confused. He won’t get away with this.

“I’m here to investigate the murder of Kim Mingyu and you’re the one that committed it!” I yelled back. I hate when I can’t control myself.

“What??? I never killed him! I just pushed him. I pushed him! I swear. Yes we argued but I just pushed him. Why would I kill him? This will cause a huge problem to the circus and me!” He cried.

“So you are unaware of what happened after you pushed Mingyu?” I pressed.

“I pushed him. He fell to the floor inside a bathroom stall. I closed the door behind me and left. That’s all that happened.” His eyes were wide open and he was yelling.

“But that’s not what happened. Mingyu hit his head on the side of the toilet seat. Now he’s lying dead in that same bathroom stall!”

“NO! He can’t be dead! I didn’t do it! I pushed him and he was alive. He looked at me. He just….. said nothing back.” The man lowered his voice while saying the last part. His arms fell to his sides in defeat. I reached for the handcuffs in my pocket and put them on him without him resisting.

“I’m innocent. I just argued. I know what happened.” He murmured and I sighed.

I led him through the corridor and towards the exit.

Seungcheol got up as he saw us exiting and his eyes widened.

“N-no…” he quietly said. “Please, no…” he cried rushing towards Seungkwan.

“Please tell me it’s a mistake. Someone from the audience did it. It wasn’t any member of my team, please!” He cried as he hugged him.

“I pushed him Cheol. I just didn’t know he died from the fall.” Seungkwan admitted crying on Seungcheol’s shoulder.

“I’ll be there for you on your trial. I’ll wait for you to be out of prison. Come to me for work. I know you didn’t mean to, Seungkwan. I believe in you.” Seungcheol said, moving to the side, letting us pass.

“You can now let the others know. Think of what you’ll do from now on.” I said moving towards the exit.

The next day I went by the building. There were papers all around about that day’s show being cancelled. This will be a huge blow for Mr Choi. He already had difficulties with money. I promised myself I’ll visit them when they re-open. I’ll be there on Seungkwan’s trial too.

I can’t imagine how sad all of them were when Seungcheol broke the news to them. Turns out, they were all the sweet people they appeared to be. But that’s the way my job is like. I can’t let myself be emotionally involved in their story. I just wish the murder case I investigated involved actually mean people, so that I could feel like they deserved what they got. But not these people. I won’t forget them easily.

give up

PAIRING: jeon wonwoo x reader GENRE: hurt-comfort, burned-out gifted kid WC: 501 WARNING: reader is heavily demotivated, violent self-thoughts

"What if I just give up?" You ask nonchalantly. The book in your hands long forgotten because you can't get a single word into your head.

"That doesn't sound like you at all, though," Wonwoo commented, earning a sigh from you.

"What am I like?" you ask him then. Slipping your thumb to the page you last read, holding it in one hand. You look up to him, waiting for his response.

"I don't know, darling. What do you want to be like?" he asks back. He places his hand on your cheek, caressing it with such tenderness that makes you want to ramble all day and night to him. "You know I'm here if you want to talk, right?"

You know. Hell, he's the reason why you have the courage to explore your emotions, navigating the bubbling joy and boiling rage you experience day by day. He's always careful with his words. He knows all the right things to say at the right time.

"I don't know," you sighed again, sitting down now. What do you want to be like? Has your academic achievement been enough? Moreover, is it worth all the sleepless nights, and nauseating afternoons you had to embrace in order to get those striking A's? Or is it finally taking its toll on you when you're one step from graduating? Perfectionism like a barbed wire, tight around your throat.

Wonwoo take your hand in his. He knows everything. About the way you read everything but understand nothing at the same time, about your frustration of building a flawless method for your research, about your restless consultation. He's always ready to lend a hand if you need one, but most of the time, you only require his shoulder to cry on.

"Want to know what I think?" he asks you, tracing circles on the back of your hand. You nodded, tears are threatening to spill if you ever did as much as blink. "I think you did great so far."

You open your mouth to protest but fall back to silence. Nothing works on you anymore, you wish his word would change that.

"I also think that it's okay if you haven't figured it out yet, after all, it's a tough process. I would tell you that everyone has their own timing, but you also need to know that you don't have forever. For this one specific thing, you don't have forever. If you want to try other stuff, if you want to know what you truly love doing in life, you don't have forever to figure this one out."

And you hate how much he's right about that. You can't juggle everything in one timeline or you'll burst into flames, consumed by your own greed for achievements.

Wonwoo called your name, swiping a tear that finally escaped.

"But I hope it eases you to know that I will spend my forever walking beside you, holding your hand. You don't have to figure it all out by yourself."

a/n. this is very much self-insert idk what else to tell you bcs i be doing everything except my thesis:)

“3:16.” — Jeon Wonwoo

⸝⸝୭ ˚. fluff · est. relationship · self-indulgent

⋆ pairings : wonwoo x gn!reader ⋆ warning : none (let me know if there is ^^) ⋆ wc : 0.6k [✉️] · “Are you mad at me?“

⋆ - note : this is VERYYYYY self-indulgent 😔🤞 just need a wonu in my life

It was almost midnight, and Wonwoo was still reading his book, determined to finish it today. And you were waiting for him, your eyes growing heavy and on the verge of closing and falling asleep.

"Wonu," you muttered, tilting your head up to see his face, which showed no signs of sleepiness. His glasses hung loosely on his nose as he sat on the bed, one arm wrapped around your waist to keep you firm against his chest, and the other hand holding a book he was reading.

"Hm?" In response, he hummed and kept his eyes glued to the book, not even glancing at you.

You frowned. It was the first time he wanted to read a book so bad. What could be so interesting? It's been 3 hours since he had been reading the book.

"Won't you go to sleep?"

"I will," He replied, stealing a quick glance at you. "After reading this."

"But—"

"You should go to sleep, love," Wonwoo said, patting the side of your waist. "I'll go to sleep after reading this, promise."

You would protest, but you found yourself getting more and more comfortable in his embrace. As his hands soothingly rubbed your back, your eyes finally shut close, allowing you to fall asleep.

You fluttered your eyes open. Blinking once, twice and again to get a better view of your surroundings. As everything started to view more clear, you frowned when you found Wonwoo's side of the bed empty.

Your hands reached out to touch his side, and the sheets were almost cold—indicating that he had been gone for awhile.

"Wonu?" Slightly slurring your words from having just woken up, you called out softly. When you received no response, you gradually adjusted your position to sit up on the bed.

Just as you reached to push the blanket away from your body, the bathroom door slowly opened, revealing Wonwoo.

His gaze immediately landed on you as he ruffled his hair with a towel.

"You're awake?" Wonwoo said, smiling softly as he hung the towel on a cloth hanger. You nod, rubbing your eyes.

"I went to take a shower," he said, walking toward the bed.

Your eyes widened slightly as he spoke. "Is it already morning? What time is it?"

Wonwoo swiftly made his way onto the bed and sat down next to you, pulling the covers over your thighs. "Relax, baby, it's only 3AM."

You turn your head to look at him; he was smiling and almost hovering above you.

Leaning back on the bedframe, you exhale with relief. "I thought it was already morning..." You mumbled, causing Wonwoo to chuckle softly.

"Did I disturb your sleep? I'm sorry." Reaching out to place his hands on your waist, he apologized.

You shake your head and shift yourself to face him before hugging him tightly. "It's not that," you say, pressing your face against his neck. "I'm still sleepy, though."

He hummed back, encircling you in his arms and stroking your back.

"Are you done reading your book?"

"Yeah, I am."

And as he felt your smile against his skin, he melted.

"I'm sorry for spending so much time on reading," he softly apologized. "Are you mad at me?"

You lightly lifted your head to look at him, wearing a sulky expression. "It would a lie if I said I'm not," you say, and Wonwoo frowns.

"I'm so sorry, I-"

"But I'll be okay if you cuddle me to sleep."

As his mind took in what you had just said, Wonwoo blinked. He chuckled a little and then pulled your body up against him, tightening his hold around you.

"Then I'll do just that."

★ ··· any ideas on what Wonwoo is mostly likely to cutely sulk about?? it's for a fic but I'm dumb so need your help 😭😭💔

“You're bad at lying, Darling.” — JWW

⸝⸝୭ ˚. fluff . crack . self-indulgent

⋆ pairings : wonwoo x gn!reader ⋆ warning : none (let me know if there is ^^) ⋆ wc : 0.6k [✉️] · when your usual cheerful bf gets sulky... you have to think of a way to make his pout disappear, right?

⋆ - note : happiest birthday to the most amazing man <33 wrote this a few days ago from a request, and decided to post it on his birthday instead! kind of changed the plot up a little, forgive me 🤞🥰

It may not appear so, but Wonwoo, despite his reserved, calm, and quiet demeanor, is an extraordinarily loud yapper when he is around you. In the kitchen, bedroom, practice room, or on dates, you name it.

With his constant yapping, he would trail behind you around the house like a lost puppy. What does he talk so much about? well, basically everything. His day, the strange-looking earthworm he encountered on the street, the kitten that followed him home, and so forth.

And if it's not obvious enough, you love his yappings. You love how he gets so excited around you, mumbling or talking every minute.

And now, hours later, he is still sulking because you were not paying attention to him when he was explaining how Seungkwan tricked Chan by splattering water on him, starting a water fight that Seungcheol had to break up.

Actually, you should be blaming him rather than yourself. You couldn't help but blush when you saw how fine he looked, even with just a simple shirt, messy hair, and glasses.

"Wonu..." you called out as he sat on the couch, scrolling through his phone. He was basically giving you the silent treatment, as a lighthearted joke, of course. Because he couldn't be mad at you. Never.

Recieving no response, you sit down next to him, only for him to scoot away. You frown and reach out to hold his hand, but he sways it away.

"Hey, Jeon Wonwoo!" Wonwoo side-eyes you through his glasses at the sudden burst of irritation. He kept scrolling through his phone, completely ignoring your presence.

He finds it unreasonable, usually never getting sulky and preferring to forget about it. But nowadays, if you squint, you definitely can notice how much more clingy he has been acting. Not that you're complaining, though.

Grabbing his hand, you intertwine your fingers firmly with his. However, he closes his fingers into a fist on top of your palm and refuses to hold it.

With a puff, you firmly press your lips together. One way or another, you had to get him to stop pouting.

You scoot impossibly close to him, swinging one of your legs to rest on his thighs and placing your head firmly on his shoulder.

You rock and press the side of your head against his neck, cradling your head as you chant and whine his name like you are engaged in some kind of ethereal ritual.

Wonwoo appears to be frozen in place before attempting to suppress a chuckle. His eyes dart to you, noticing how your hair is now a tangle and how tightly you closed your eyes.

As you feel an arm slowly making its way to your waist, you jerk up to look at Wonwoo, who is staring at you with a smile.

"Are you done scaring me?"

You smile and fling your arms around his neck while he encircles your waist with his arms. You pecked his cheeks and pulled him in for a hug.

"I thought you would never speak to me again."

"Yeah, but you can't escape from my yappings."

"I didn't say I want to, though!"

He chuckles, and pats your back. You lift your head to look at him as he leans in to kiss you. You lean back, refusing to do so, and he pauses, tilting his head with a puzzled expression. (I think we all know what I mean; his cute little habit!)

"Love-"

"Are you planning on poking my eyeballs?" You tease, reaching out to remove his glasses. His eyebrows shoot up, then he smiles timidly and whispers a sweet apology.

When you set down the glasses on the coffee table, he takes your face and gently tilts it toward him. He pressed a soft, gentle kiss on your lips as a silent apology for giving you the silent treatment.

"So this is all I get after waiting for so many hours? Oh, I should've known, I'm dating an anti-romantic a-"

Your words were cut short as you felt his lips press against yours again, this time for a long and tender moment. You smile and gladly return his kiss.

You both pull back, slightly out of breath, and giggle at each other.

"Can I say something?"

"Hm?"

"You looked pretty ugly while sulking."

You lie, and hold in your laugh as Wonwoo's face falls. He rolls his eyes and sighs, then smiles.

"You're bad at lying, darling."

“Let the world know.” — Jeon Wonwoo

⸝⸝୭ ˚. fluff . one-shot

⋆ pairings : wonwoo x gn!reader ⋆ warning : none! (let me know if there is ^^) ⋆ wc : 0.5k [✉️] · discovering a secret admirer that's not your boyfriend...

⋆ - note : (4 the req) MUAHAHA WE DEF HAVE LOTS OF THOUGHTS ON JEALOUS WONU🔥 (but lets keep it out of here...!) I think we both need to touch grass... I havent even touched actual grass even though I go outside everyday 😝 is somebody gonna match my freak??

"Baby, you have a letter and a parcel from someone..."

Wonwoo said, walking in through the front door with a letter in one hand and a parcel in the other, staring at the letter and flipflopping it.

As he placed the package on the table, you looked from the TV to your boyfriend.

"Really? Who sent it?" You inquired, rising from the couch and walking over to Wonwoo.

He shrugged as he handed you the letter. "It doesn't have a name in it."

You frown, taking the letter from him. As Wonwoo begins to open the securely wrapped package, you unfold the letter and begin to read.

"Dear Y/N, this is a letter to express my admiration and gratitude to you. You may not know me, but I am one of the hundreds who admire you from afar. I've always found you beautiful, and I wanted to let you know that I've liked you for a long time n-" You pause, realizing where this was going.

You peek over Wonwoo's shoulder to see him staring at the package, looking shocked. Your gaze lands in the direction where he was staring, and there were roses. Red roses.

You fold the letter and set it aside as you stand beside him.

"Come on, Wonu, it's not like I don't already have thousands of letters already. But, I wouldn't mind another one!" You chuckle, assuming it is Wonwoo sneaking you letters for the nth time, acting like a secret admirer.

"Gross."

Wonwoo said, glaring at the roses through his glasses on the table. You raise your head to look at him and tilt your head.

"Huh?"

"Look at those," he said, reaching out to take one of the roses. "This isn't even the colour you like."

"I can literally buy a million times better one!" He scoffed. "And most importantly, doesn't he know the person he just confessed to has a boyfriend? How weird."

You freeze.

You stand there, stunned as Wonwoo points out every tiny imperfection, your eyes widening as you try to register everything in your brain.

"It's not yours?"

You ask, but judging by the expression on his face, you already know the answer is no.

"I can write a better letter, don't you think?" He raised his eyebrows.

You nod your head, trying to suppress a smile. With a proud nod, he reaches out to rewrap the package before picking it up and tossing it in the garbage can.

"I'll tell the delivery man to return it to whoever sent it," he said, turning to you with a slight pout. He draws you in for a hug, encircling your waist with his arms held tightly but not painfully.

"I can buy you millions of better flowers, you don't need others when I'm here." He said, and you finally let out a chuckle as you noticed the sulkiness in his voice.

"I know, Wonu," you say, patting his back. "I would have rejected it anyways, but I surely am endeared by a jealous Wonwoo."

Glancing down, he covers his face with your neck as he blushes. "I wish I could keep you all to myself, but you're so beautiful, everyone wants you and it's hard to do so."

"First of all, I should be saying that. And second, they're not the one I want, It's you."

"I know, but," he says, pulling back to kiss your lips. "I'll want to let the world know that you're mine and I'm yours."