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thirsty-x1 · 4 years

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Cheese & Wine | Kim Wooseok

Request:

could i request a dom!wooseok scenario where u go out to a fancy dinner to celebrate something w the members and u have a little fun w wooseok under the table making him angry and he punishes u later at home 🥴😉 i love ur writing thank u so much🥺

↬ Pairing: Wooseok x fem!reader

↬ Genre: Smut.

↬ Warnings: explicit language, dirty talking, masturbation, hair pulling, master!Wooseok, orgasm denial, oral sex (blowjob), protected sex.

↬ Word Count: 3k

↬ Song Recommendation: “Cheese & Wine” by DPR Live.

Boredom lurked in your mind as you played with your food, your head starting to hurt at all the incessant chatting that surrounded you. Being with Wooseok’s members was fun, but not so much when the night out meant a company dinner, with a setting that was beyond “fancy”, making you feel slightly uncomfortable and you could notice it caused the same in some of the other boys. You started tapping the floor with your shoe slightly, procuring earning your boyfriend’s attention with the small noise but he wasn’t affected by it, instead he kept talking animatedly with one of the employees sitting in front of him.

Carefully, you placed your hand on his thigh, his head turning to you only as he noticed it sliding upwards and resting on the inner side of his leg. His response wasn’t as entertaining as you had hoped for, a severe look and a cheeky smirk was all he gave you before holding your hand and bringing it up to his mouth to kiss the back of it in a swift motion. The gesture might have looked sweet in foreign eyes, but it was a light warning that meant “do not do that again”.

It was always like this with him: silent and subtle interactions, his love always shown through small details that only he could catch, and rarely ever raising his voice with you. If you had to describe his way of loving, it would be warm and comforting, it simply felt like being at home, and although it was a wonderful feeling, sometimes it got boring, like now. You had never tested what were Wooseok’s limits, but tonight was a night that merited new experiences.

For the second time in the night, you slid your hand on his leg, this time not stopping at the first glance he threw at you and instead kept going until you reached his crotch. However, he still maintained his composure and calm, letting out a scoff but quickly shutting up as you pressed a bit, massaging his member with discrete movements until you could feel it getting hard. His hands gripped the border of the table, trying to stabilize his breathing while closing his eyes until another of the members called him.

He didn’t stop you this time though, continuing the dinner as if there was nothing going on under the table. You decided to do the same, after all the thrill was still exciting and wanted to discover how far you could push his boundaries. Grabbing your glass, you drank the liquor in it, suddenly feeling Wooseok’s eyes on you which you took as an opportunity to get close and softly moan in his ear how much you wanted his cock while your fingers worked on lowering the zipper of his pants. Your boyfriend didn’t seem to be affected by it, simply letting you continue before he gave you a sweet smile, reprimanding you loudly in front of everyone.

“It’s bad education to whisper in the table, why don’t you say it for everyone to hear?”

The weight of everyone staring made you freeze on the spot, your cheeks getting redder and your hand stopping its movements wrapped around him. Of course he had something planned out, the embarrassment only letting you giggle nervously and shake your head a few times until everyone continued with their own businesses. Bothered, you looked at Wooseok, his posture extremely relaxed as he tried to hide his smirk while drinking his glass. You gripped his length harshly making him choke, some of the liquid spilling on the corner of his mouth and continuing down his neck. Pretending to be worried, you took a napkin and started cleaning it, seizing the chance to jack him off abruptly, enjoying the way he threw his head back as if to allow you to dry it when in reality he was trying to not let out any sound.

Seeing the way he clenched his teeth was enough to indicate that he was close to the edge, so you let go of him, fixing his clothes and going back to your place not without placing a kiss on his cheek. You didn’t turn to see how he reacted to it, and it was probably for the better.

The rest of the night moved on swiftly, Wooseok didn’t try to talk to you and you didn’t either, simply interacting with the members when they asked something to you and with the staff if they asked for a favor. In the end, everyone said their goodbyes and you found yourself in your boyfriend’s car, but there wasn’t any kind of tension in the atmosphere. It made you feel slightly disappointed, maybe because you were waiting for him to say something, or at least a bit of awkwardness that showed something was going to happen later, but none of it was there.

But as soon as you entered the shared apartment, everything changed. He let you in first, as usual, but when he closed the door it simply felt different. The lights remained turned off, his eyes burning on your back, his steps causing you to feel more and more nervous until his arms embraced you, pressing his raging hard on against your ass at the same time as he left a trail of kisses on the back of your neck.

“Did you really think I wasn’t going to do anything about it?” The low tone in his voice sent shivers down your spine.

“No…”

“Then you were expecting to be punished? Hm? Is that what you wanted?” His delicate fingers slid the straps of your dress as he bit on the skin of your shoulder. “Is that why you ignored all of my warnings?”

You knew that he wanted answers, but the feeling of his hands travelling up your inner thighs and getting under your dress, avoiding your center on purpose made it hard to form a coherent thought. His breath impacted on every bit of your skin as he inhaled your scent, the perfume making him smile before he stepped away from you.

“Why–”

“Shut up.” His tone was serious, causing you to turn around quickly. “Undress for me now.”

Electricity filled your whole system, feeling dazed at the sudden loss of contact, but you quickly complied to his request, letting the dress fall and pool around your heels. He hummed in approval, circling around you as if he were examining his prey. His silence made you feel impatient, shifting your weight under his gaze.

“What else do I have to do?”

He waited another minute before replying. “Didn’t I tell you to keep quiet?” You clenched your fists at his harsh tone. “Go to the room.” As soon as you turned around, he scoffed. “I meant to crawl to the bedroom, on all fours.”

All color drained of your face. He had never asked you to do anything like that, and just now you were feeling that the consequences for your previous actions might be worse than what you expected. Following his orders, you got on your hands and knees, hissing at the contact of the cold floor and starting to crawl as he followed close behind you, and you couldn’t help the temptation to move your hips slower, feeling satisfied when you heard him halt. However, you quickly regretted it as he gripped your hair delicately, not exerting any force into dragging you to the bedroom.

When you finally got there, your knees hurt slightly but you held back the need to rub them, instead opting to wait for his next instructions. He stood in front of you, his grip still firm as he got closer to you, his free hand caressing the side of your face before slipping his thumb past your lips, ordering you to suck on it.

“Do you want my cock, doll?” You whimpered around his finger at the explicit question, swirling your tongue around his digit. “Hmm, seems like now you are behaving… but it’s too late.”

Before he completely let go, you grabbed his leg, fisting the fabric of his pants and pressing your cheek dangerously close to his groin. “Please. Please, I will do anything, I’m so sorry…”

Wooseok didn’t seem moved by your actions at all, instead staring at you coldly. “You challenged me. You ignored me, continued to tease me in front of anyone…” His fingers gripped your chin harshly, making you wince. “And didn’t even answer to my question.”

Frustration started to build up inside of you, your gut already clenching with need. “I am so sorry, Master.” The name rolled of your tongue naturally, your eyes pleading.

“Hmm, I think you will have to demonstrate it.” A moan escaped your lips as you felt the tip of his shoe press against your covered core, your hips grinding down on it trying to chase any kind of friction.

“I can be good! I will do anything you ask for, please, please…”

He raised an eyebrow. “Please what, kitten?”

“Please… let me please you, Master.”

That seemed to do something, although it wasn’t quite what you had in mind. Wooseok sat on the bed, leaving you in the floor as he crossed his legs, resting his chin on his hand while staring at you with a smug smirk, enjoying the way you trembled in anticipation.

“Touch yourself for me. I want you to follow each single instruction I give, if you don’t, I will not allow you to cum.”

You nodded eagerly, lying on your back trying to not mind about the freezing wood on your skin and spreading your legs for him, keeping your hands at your sides. Few seconds later, he started speaking, your breathing getting quicker with each command: feeling up your breasts, caress your stomach and inner thighs, pinch your nipples, rub yourself over your underwear, but never allowing you direct contact. It was driving you crazy, not knowing just how much of his teasing you could endure before bursting.

“I could see you dripping when you were crawling.” The detail caught your attention, eyes locking with his but he kept the same calm expression as before. “I bet you want to touch your dripping cunt so bad.”

It was new and exciting. Listening to him talk like that, when you were used to his silent orders, or simply to him taking everything into his own hands with nothing more than a few pants and grunts here and there, and he knew just how much power it had over you. A few seconds went before he repeated himself, making it clear that he was demanding an answer.

“I really want to touch myself…” The embarrassment that you felt on the table before was nothing compared to having to admit your own needs right now, your pleading voice resonating in the room.

“How would you do it?” Was he planning on making you combust right there? “Tell me and I might let you do it.”

Taking a deep breath, you began. “I w-would circle my clit... spreading my wetness all over my slit…” You closed your eyes, your fingers hooking on the band of your panties as if to keep them still. “I would put one finger in, but it’s not enough… slip another in… stretching myself for…” Your breath hitched just from imagining it.

“For what, kitten?” His voice tingled your skin, and when you opened your eyes, Wooseok was right in front of you.

“For your cock.”

With a soft nod, he gave you permission and you wasted no time in following the steps you did before, the sound of your juices filling the room each time you fingered your hole. His eyes stared at your core hungrily, making you drip even more, a moan leaving your lips as he decided to insert one of his fingers along with yours, the slight pain making you feel dizzy.

“Which feels better, princess? Your fingers?” As he said that, he pulled out your digits and replaced them with his. “Or mine?”

Your back arched as he pressed them upwards. “Yours! Yours, Wooseok, yours…”

His low chuckle made you suspect. “You look so pathetic right now, baby, all putty on my fingers… It didn’t take much to have you like this, yet you teased me for a whole half an hour there.” That being said, he left you feeling empty before making you taste your own wetness. “Leaving me hard, not even finishing the job… Why should I let you cum?”

Not a single coherent reason crossed your mind, he was right after all, and both knew there was only one way for you to repay him. At your lack of response, he stood up, his hands quickly working on his belt and unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his pale skin and lowering his pants and underwear enough to take out his throbbing length. You were still clenching, aching to be touched again, but this was punishment and you knew you wouldn’t get what you wanted unless you worked for it.

With some effort, you were able to get on your knees, the discomfort making its way through you once again. Wooseok stroked himself a few times, twisting his wrist at the tip and spreading the leaking precum before tapping it on your lips, suggesting you to open your mouth. You obeyed, taking out your tongue and he slid in one thrust, gasping as he felt you gagging when he reached the back of your throat.

“Ha… you always take me so well, did you know?” His praising words made you look up, the tears welling up in your eyes as you tried to hold back your gag reflex. “You do baby, and you look so pretty with your mouth full of my cock too.”

His pace was excruciatingly slow, turning you conscious of the weight of his dick on your tongue, of the slight bitter taste of his precum, of the way his tip rubbed on the inside of your cheek before he angled it up again to shove it down your throat. His grip was hard unlike other times, every now and then forcing you to keep it all inside before letting go, allowing you to take some air before repeating the whole thing again.

Intoxicating, that is the word that would describe your current thoughts now. It was intoxicating to see him get this dominant, it was intoxicating to be completely under his control, it was intoxicating to see the way his gaze darkened with each tear that fell down your cheeks only for him to wipe them away and continue. You had crossed the limits without even being aware of it, but he was making sure you knew your place now, showing you a complete new side of him without caring what you were going to think about it, and everything about it was absolutely raw.

Not too long after, you felt his member twitch and he quickly pulled you off, smirking at the saliva dripping down the corner of your lips. He helped you get up, the small act filled with love as he put you on the bed and carefully took off your underwear. You whined as you noticed him grabbing a condom, and he laughed out loud again.

“What?”

“Wasn’t I good?” You struggled to let out your voice, your jaw aching after his rough treatment.

He seemed to consider it. “Yes, you were good…” His fingers skillfully slid the condom on his hard on. “But you still don’t deserve to have my cum inside you. This is still your punishment, kitten.”

Before you could complain, he thrust into you aggressively, your walls hugging him tightly but that didn’t hold him back at all, snapping with all the pent up anger and frustration inside of him. You couldn’t keep your voice down, your moans and whimpers being louder with each second that passed, getting cut whenever he buried himself deep in you.

“W-Wooseok…”

“Don’t tell me you want to cum…” You had to close your eyes to avoid the intensity of his gaze, his mocking voice getting slightly high pitched. “Aw, you want to cum really bad, don’t you? Look how much you are shaking…”

The humiliation was too much, extending your hands to hold his shoulders and bringing him closer, and there must have been something in the way you looked at him or the silent pleas that fell of your lips, because his whole demeanor softened as he kissed you for the first time in the night. It was tender and sweet, his hands holding your waist as he deepened the kiss, sucking on your tongue. The time felt unreal, everything slowing down as he made you focus only on the way he felt, his skin and warmth against you, how he filled you, his pants against your mouth, hypnotizing you to the extent where you forgot your own needs.

“Cum for me, babygirl, you can do it… just this once… do it for me, yes?”

He didn’t need to repeat himself, the knot on the bottom of your bottom unleashing as you felt your orgasm hit you through multiple waves after being denied for so long. A few thrusts later, Wooseok stilled his movements, spilling into the condom as he hid his face on the crook of your neck, peppering it with kisses when he recovered.

“Thank you…” Your whisper was barely audible, but he giggled anyway.

“Was it good?” Your weak nod warmed him up. “If I had known you were into this, I would have done it long ago.”

As he snuggled into your chest, you hugged him. “So I had to test your limits to know this side of you?”

“Mhmm…” The contrast between him a few seconds ago and how he was now purring at you playing with his hair was almost comical. “This was a nice punishment, though.”

I wasn’t expecting this to be this long but;;; guess my brain missed to write smutty Wooseok owo.

~Nani

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x1-kimwooseok · 5 years

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Imagine: Wooseok as your CEO/Boss AU

He would be known to always get the deals and collabrations he wants with his charm and knowledge thus being feared by other companies

Actually didn't want to be a CEO at first, but since his whole family is in the business he had no other choice

Can be both gentle yet put on a strong and professional facade at the same time.

His employees love him, other CEOs usually hate him.

Actually wanted to be a barista (Wooseok didn't want to be an idol at first but a barista!) and tries to live his dream by having a small coffee shop for his employees in his company's cafeteria even though his product have zero to do with coffee and food

It's an electronics company

He swears the coffee is for his employees mostly

You work at the build in coffee shop with 3 others

Wooseok comes down to the coffee shop whenever he can - which is almost every day to be honest

You never know if he's flirting with you just because it's in his nature and he's flirting with men, women and nonbinary (I see you guys and I love you!) people left and right anyway

Like sometimes he teases you and then goes to tease his assistant, Kim Yohan, over the fresh cup of coffee you made in a matter of 1 minute?

One day his company is celebrating another collabration with a very wellknown company, almost as known as Wooseok's

Only certain employees work that day and inside of your head you curse when you get en email notification from your boss. It's a saturday!

Luckily the event turns out to be less of a work day then you had thought. You and one of your co-workers brewed some coffee for free and handed it to people that seemed to be interested in Wooseok's products from the collabration.

At the end of the day to wrap it up Wooseok, his assistant, the other CEO and the CEOs assistant usually go out to grab dinner to celebrate their work. You were suprised when for the first time in your 2 years of working there both sides invited their other employees to join them

It wasn't that Wooseok wasn't generous nor not known as kind. More he was known to be gentle but still keeping a distance within all his kindness and flirting to keep his professional side. Honestly, he was hard to read.

It couldn't be an act of kindness, so you wondered what his motives where.

Due to so many people at the table you barely spoke to Wooseok. He was busy with the more important employees and you were even seated so far apart, that you could only see his side profile.

Since you weren't the most extroverted person you clinged onto your co-worker and mainly talked to him.

When everyone finished their meal, Wooseok and the other CEO announced to pay for everyone as some sort of thank you. I mean, they're rich...?

Both parties split their ways and you were left with your co-workers and Wooseok. The co-worker you had clinged to lived nearby and didn't give you a ride back since he was meeting up with his friend for a birthday party. You wanted to ask one of the IT workers who've always been kind to you to give you a ride home.

In that moment, in the parking lot, Wooseok who had fallen behind due to bidding and bowing everyone goodbye jogged to your side to ask if he should give you a ride home. You trusted your boss, so there was no reason for you to say no. You didn't know where he lived, but inside your mind you hoped he wouldn't have to drive far just for you.

During the ride you saw a different side to your boss. He jammed his fingers against the steering wheel to the beat of the famous pop song that was easy on the ears. You had never seen him this energetic before.

At the company, Wooseok always had this calm, strong yet gentle atmosphere about himself. You couldn't help it but smile. It was always interesting to see people being different from their workself.

As the song ended, Wooseok turned the volume down to ask you for directions as you came down from the highway. He followed your directions, but as you spoke to him, his teasing came back.

"So you've been clinging onto (your prefered co-worker name) a lot today?"

You freezed. Not because of the mention of your co-worker. You were best buddies, the older brother you had never had. You freezed, because that must've meant he had watched you during the meeting. You had been on other sides of the table.

He would throw in another small remark along the lines of, "Don't worry I won't tell him I was the only one who saw it ;)" as he pulled in front of your house.

In that second you grabbed your bag, turned to him and dropped that your co-worker actually had a girlfriend he was planning to propose to in 2020 with your help.

It was the first time that you've seen your CEO dumb-founded. A slight, knowing and confident smile usually played around his mouth. For the first time his expression read a blank oh shit

You tried to supress your chuckle and keep being polite, this was your boss!

But when Wooseok said, "It's okay Y/N, just laugh" and broke out into a quick embarrassed smile he hid behind the back of his hand immediately, you joined him.

He cleared his throat, fixed his blazer and composed himself quickly. You followed suit and thanked him for the ride home. There he was. Professional Kim Wooseok.

You got out of the car and just wanted to go straight to your door, because something about the way seeing him laugh right in front of you made you feel peaceful wasn't right.

But when he called your name, you had to turn around. Wasn't it unpolite to not follow your boss orders?

"Good night", he would say with his gentle and soft voice and you would only be able to nod your head, watching as he drives off into the distance.

This was my first try to ever write something like this, but this video inspired me so much! You can always request for icons and small scenarios on my twitter, @/moonstagrams. I'm trying my best ^^

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pocket-scenarios · 6 years

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Don’t Cry - Wooshin

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Wooseok puts his hand on your shoulder noticing the tears welling in the corners of your eyes. He stutters out things that are almost words his eyes darting around the empty driveway.

“It’s alright,” he says softly finally managing to speak, “it’s okay, I’m okay, don’t cry,” he pleads, his voice sounding like a whine close to the end.

You wrap your arms around his middle pulling yourself against his chest, Wooseok lets out a soft sigh wrapping one of his arms around your back, his other hand holding the back of your head comfortingly.

“Don’t cry, everything’s alright,” Wooseok assures in a soft voice, resting his head on your own.

(I took my links off so that it would show up in the search on Tumblr)

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britishvamps · 7 years

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Sex Trip

Fandom: UP10TION Member: Wooshin Warning: Smut Word Count: 382

You don’t have to pack your bags, for where we bout to go. It’s our little secret baby just for you to know.

Wooshin and you were currently coming back from a date with the rest of UP10TION; he was gripping the steering wheel tightly from anger as you had been teasing him throughout the whole dinner subtly, by placing your hand on his thigh, rubbing up and down or moaning while slowly licking the ice cream from your waffle. Just subtly enough for the group not to notice what was going on but just enough to get Wooshin hard enough to send him into a state of panic that his band mates may see it so he took action by telling the group you were feeling tired.

We can get there fast of we can get there slow.

“Wooshin-ah, are you okay?” You ask in a slow and teasing voice, while tracing his hard on with the tips of your fingers, your long acrylic nails scraping the zipper. “Stop… teasing me (Y/N). It won’t end well for you when we get home.” His voice lower, deeper and huskier than normal. Ignoring his threat, you slowly take the zipper in between your fingers and unzip his trousers. Reaching down, Wooshin grabbed your hand and placed it back on your lap hastily before turning and giving you a strict look before turning back to face the road. Taking a left and pulling up in the driveway of your house, he began to shut off the engine before you turned his face with your hands and crashed your lips upon his, the kiss getting heated quickly.

So get ready because we about to take off take off our clothes. We don’t need no ticket for where we bout to go.

Breaking the kiss, he grabbed you and pulled onto his lap before opening the car door and pulled you both out. Placing you gently on the ground, he attacked your neck, moving you guys backwards the door, turning around you took your key out of your purse and fumbled with the doorknob, trying to focus on the key going into the hole instead of Wooshin’s lips that were scaling your neck, leaving dark purple spots splattered on there for all to see.

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dreamcatchar · 2 years

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Wooseok winning music shows is so cursed but also so funny. If I was anyone else I would be so embarrassed. Like what the fuck. That guy isn’t even trying.

#imagine being a BOY GROUP MEMBER and Mr. Wooshin does his weird little drunk stumble and you have LOST #LIKE GIRL IDK THERE ARE IDOLS THAT POST CONTENT EVERY DAY WOOSEOK ROLLED OUT FROM UNDER A ROCK SHAT OUT THIS SONG AND SECURED A BAG LIKE IDK #ITS FUNNYYYYYYY IM SORRYYYYY #in a way. if nothing else this proves that music shows are not real.

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x1ndrome · 4 years

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#Wooseok with a dog is a concept #Moreso with DOGSSSS #Kim Wooseok #Wooseok #Unboxing 2 #X1 #Up10tion #Kim Wooshin #Wooshin #Ddadda #Ppoppo #Imagine waking up to this sight

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dvrlingrenjun · 4 years

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x1’s reaction to them being sad

this is mainly inspired on their disbandment.

gif is not mine.

han seungwoo 한승우

seungwoo isn’t one to express his feelings, you weren’t one either. a common (bad) trait in the relationship, but you know when seungwoo was in the dumps and when he’s happy.

so when the news of x1’s disbandment came about, you knew you guys were going to have a lot of movie nights and silence. you waited patiently until seungwoo comes around and talks to you about it.

cho seungyoun 초승연

honestly, i’m not even sure for him. maybe he would crack more jokes in order to cover up the sad mood he has. because he wouldn’t want to bring your mood down too. but if you notice seungyoun being a bit off, just tell him that you’re always listening and you care for him :). i think the would just like some reassurance.

kim wooseok 김우석

more quieter than usual and oddly scary. he would close off his walls and try not to make anyone break in until he comes up to you one day and just cry, he was tired of bottling his feelings in and couldn’t handle any of it anymore.

lee hangyul 이한결

another one i’m not sure in. at times hangyul seems so... quiet but yet, loud? but i feel like hangyul would be more mean without meaning to. but one day, he said something awful to you on accident while you were trying to comfort him. you tried ignoring the comment but it kept on sticking to your mind causing you to cry. hangyul felt bad seeing you cry and promised to himself that he wouldn’t hurt you ever again.

kim yohan 김요한

he would hold a straight face for the most part, no cutesy smiles. would avoid you and just practice taekwando every day and night. it would probably take the thoughts off his mind that is the reason why he would be practicing all day long. but if one day you barge in with some food and genuinely ask if he’s alright, i think he would break down and tell you everything he’s been experiencing.

cha junho 차준호

surprisingly, he would be expressive of this, as in more pouty and more cuddles. not the crying one lmao. i feel like junho would avoid talking about his feelings at all costs. he doesn’t really like confrontation and would rather keep it to himself.

son dongpyo 손동표

hmm... dongpyo,,, i’m getting two vibes, one, he would make himself to be even more happier and energetic because he wouldn’t want to disappoint or worry people. second, he would go to you for advice and talk it out unlike junho. dongpyo would like to let someone know about what he’s feeling and thinking.

kang minhee 강민히

now this one has me thinking.. i never thought of him as an emotional one nor a stone cold person, so i don’t know where to put him on the spectrum. wow, i actually don’t know what to put for him, sorry minhee fans :<.

lee eunsang 이은상

eunsang. i feel like he would be bitter? in a way. like bitter smiling in a sense, he wouldn’t cry or anything like that. but he bitterly accepts the fate/event. that was the vibe i got when it was revealed that eunsang is the x member in the final episode.

song hyeongjun 송형준

i think this one is the obvious, hyeongjun is a baby (not saying it in a bad way.) hyeongjun would just go cry and rant to you on how bad the situation is. please wipe his tears away from his cheeks and give him a big ol hug :)

nam dohyon 남도현

our dohyon-ie would try to keep it in. as a fellow scorpio, not getting much into zodiac signs but, he wouldn’t want to let anyone know he’s feeling sad, dohyon would like to keep that cool and mysterious front and act like he doesn’t give a sh*t. dohyon doesn’t want to show everyone that he is “weak” and i would say he would hide it pretty well to the point no one would know, even you.

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kollageimagines · 4 years

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I’ll be your stars and shine your way~ with UP10TION's Wooseok

Happy Birthday♡

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yvnseong · 4 years

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get to bed love ༄ kim wooseok

↳ boyfriend wooseok takes care of sick reader; 0.3k

“Y/N wake up.” He sighed at the sniffly girl sat before him on her desk fast asleep, “Y/N you should be resting on the bed like I left you what are you doing here?” His hands gently shook her until she gave up. She lifted her head groggily, wiping under her nose with her sleeve before simply laying her forehead against his stomach as he stood before her. His hands gently carded through her hair as he smiled ever so gently at her.

“Wooseok I have to finish this report in time. Please let me finish it?”

His eyes stared down at her, he examined quietly looking at the bags that rested beneath her eyes, and her very low will to move. His head shifted in the direction of her laptop, phone, and notebook, he simply shook his head before sighing, “I’ll let you finish, on these conditions: you stay in bed while you do this, you eat before you get started, and you sleep at your regular time.” She grinned softly up at him, he gently leaned down and placed a chaste kiss against her forehead smiling, “Now get to bed love, I’ll starting making food. Don’t worry about it, I’ll take everything you need there too.”

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Wooseok sat in bed with Y/N watching as she tiredly typed away on her computer. “You should get to bed love, or would you like to continued typing till you fall asleep and wake up with a neck cramp for not deciding to take a break and sleep?” He smiled gently as her tired head landed against his shoulder lazily, her eyelids closing before opening slowly, “Fine. You win Wooseok.” His smiled widened, he was content, he then stood up and put away each of her things, and came back to adjust the bed.

He joined her in bed shortly, pulling her close as they laid with her back against his chest. He turned off the lights and kissed her head giggling quietly to himself as he heard her deep breathing,

“Goodnight love.”

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hanbff · 5 years

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wooseok as your boyfriend

wooseok would definitely be very flirty

always giving you little looks or winking at you while you were with the other members

in the beginning you were super shy and instantly blushed when he did it

but over time you just got used to it

maybe even flirting back 😏

ok sorry-

aside from being a flirty and pretty cringy wooseok would be really clingy

and love skinship

he would love holding your hands

esp if they were smaller than his

giving you forehead kisses and resting his chin on your head

but in public or around the members he would tone it down

he wouldn't be as clingy but still did things like holding your hand

or you sitting on his lap

he would love a s/o who are smaller than him

he would be super protective over you

always watching over you to make sure everything was ok

when he wasn't joking around and teasing you, wooseok would be a really caring bf

he would always make sure you were okay

if you were upset he would try to make you feel better by distracting you

making silly faces or cheesy jokes

he would always push you to persue your dreams

and would help you in anyway possible

needed to revise? he would help by testing you

had a project due? he would try his best to help

he would love taking you out on dates

from the movie theatre to just a café date

imagine going to a cat café with him....PLS

or maybe a picnic in the park

wooseok would always put you first

whenever you were sick he would be there straight away

his hands full with medicine, tissues, etc

and probably loads of snacks

he wouldn't want to catch your sickness but if you were really desperate he would succumb and join you in bed for cuddles

whenever you couldn't sleep

you would call him and ask him to sing you to sleep

or if he was right next to you

you would do the same

and his angelic voice would instantly make you sleepy

he would look at you fondly before kissing your forehead and going to sleep himself

or through the phone he would hear your soft snoring

and smile to himself before whispering a goodnight and ending the call

overall wooseok would be the best bf ever :)

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prodtxt · 5 years

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So... I did something😬

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x1-kimwooseok · 4 years

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Credit: Unknown

#i dunno if i ship seungseok or yocat more #e: concert #e: showcase #e: hq #seungyoun #wooaeok #seungseok #x1 #produce x101 #x1 edit #x1 group #z1 wooseok #wooshin imagine #kim wooshin #up10tion wooshin #wooshin

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lublycho · 5 years

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Caved In || Kim Wooseok

→ Words: 2k+

→ Genre: angst, fluff

→ Summary: where an argument with Wooseok keeps you up all night.

-> Pairing: Wooseok x reader

-> Warnings: none.

-> Note: tysm for 700+ followers!!! ❤

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The sofa creaked beneath your weight when you shifted on it. It was an old, dilapidated thing, barely keeping up with modern times and with your constant movements. You were determined to find a comfortable position but the sofa simply failed to comply. Pre-occupying yourself with this small, tedious task for the past hour since you lied on the sofa, you were unable to get even a minute of sweet sleep. Looking at the clock on the wall to your right only worsened your anxiety. Flashing exactly 3 am, the clock was a constant reminder of what landed you on the hard, cold sofa in the first place.

Your persistence, you convinced yourself, had done so. But the tears staining your cheeks, and the shards of broken glass on the floor beneath you, told a divergent story. They spoke of the worst argument you ever had with Wooseok. The one where he wouldn’t give in and neither would you. It was a fresh event; one you could clearly play out in your mind. But no matter how many times you thought it all through, it failed to make sense each time.

It had been a tough day for you; from unfinished assignments to deadlines you had failed to keep up with. You could endure it, you told yourself when you got home. But a phone call from your beloved mother, through which she vented about how you did not care for your family anymore, and that you were slowly giving in to the world’s unforgiving demands, was your breaking point.

The worst thing about the call wasn’t even your mother calling you out on being too distant. The worst thing was knowing what she said was the bitter truth. The worst thing was spitting all those venomous words you spoke in retaliation of her accusations, words you regretted the moment they left your mouth. But it was too late to take them back. You had already hung up, throwing the phone on the bed.

You sat on a chair near the dressing table, your head in your hands, fresh tears cascading down your cheeks. You weren't sure how long you sat like that, enveloped in guilt, didn’t care for the ticking clock, slowly approaching midnight.

You were snapped from your trance only when you heard the door to your apartment opening, followed by stealthy footsteps. Not bothering to stand and check the hallway to see who it was, for you knew very well exactly who it was, you merely waited for the voice you wanted you hear most today.

Your boyfriend, Wooseok's, melodious, nostalgic voice echoed from beyond the bedroom, calling out your name.

“Y/n?”

You didn't reply, fearing he'd notice the crack in your voice. The door to your room opened, revealing Wooseok’s bright, lively face. A face you hoped would make all the day’s dread to fade away.

But his everlasting smile only made the situation worse.

“You okay?”

He entered the room, slipping off his jacket in one swift movement, before letting it pile up on the bed. You barely nodded before standing up and grabbing the discarded jacket, which you knew would stay on the bed for the next hundred years if you didn’t pick it up.

“At least take care of your clothes yourself.”

The frustration was evident in your voice, and in your actions, apparently, as you hastily folded the jacket without caring to greet him.

Wooseok gave you a concerned glance but it lasted only a silver second.

In the few short moments between changing into his pajamas and climbing onto the bed, he became too absorbed in relaying how he had so much fun at practice today and didn’t seem to notice the frown swelling on your face. He was testing your patience, and your patience was one of the many things not on your side today.

You endured it for as long as you could with Wooseok's words jabbing at your brain. They pushed you until you couldn't keep them from annoying the living hell out of you.

“Shut up.”

Wooseok’s words died in his mouth when you snapped at him. His face fell when he saw yours. And boy did it hurt to see his bright face falling, that too because of you.

It hurt...but it didn't hurt enough.

“I’m sorry?” Confusion clouded Wooseok’s mind, not knowing where he went wrong with his words.

On the opposite end, you struggled against your vile tongue. It threatened to tear you apart. And the threat grew and grew until it overflowed in the form of words.

“You need to shut up. Like, seriously. I don’t need to hear about every little thing you do at practice.”

“Y/n… Are you okay?”

See? This is what made you hate him sometimes. His optimism. His ability to know the right words, right gestures to make things right. You hated it. But you hated yourself more, for hating it.

Something big stirred in your chest.

At ease, your heart whispered.

Something bigger burned in your brain.

Spill it all out, your mind cried.

Unfortunately, you gave your heart little say in most situations. Thus, your mind won when you lashed out,

“No, I’m not! But you obviously don’t care because your stupid, tedious practice which is always the same every day, is just so important.”

This was it. Wooseok could happily indulge himself in all the poison you spat at him, but that didn’t mean he had to. And he wouldn’t. Not when you were being so unreasonable.

He sat up straight from where he was recumbent on the bed. His face slowly drinking up the annoyance of your words.

“Y/n, what is wrong with you?”

You merely scoffed at his question. Folding your hands over your chest, you leaned against the footboard of the bed focusing on the wall rather than your boyfriend's face, before retorting,

“Now you ask the million dollar question. You literally have been talking about the exact same thing without a break for the past 15 minutes and still have the audacity to ask what is wrong with me?”

You couldn’t see him from where you sat on the edge of the bed, your back towards him, but you knew he scowled when he replied,

“Oh come on, I know you could hear me say the same sentence a thousand times and it wouldn’t bother you, and I know this isn’t what’s got you so upset.”

You left your temporary perch on the bed, turning your body fully to face your boyfriend head on.

“Don't act like you know every little thing that goes on in my mind. I'm just so sick of you being Mr. know it all every time.”

“When am I ever Mr. Know it all? You barely tell me anything that goes on in that complicated brain of yours.”

“I wonder why not? Maybe it’s because a stupid, insensitive someone doesn’t give me a fucking chance to do so.”

“Mind your language, Y/n”

At his petty request, your rage threatened to consume you.

“Don’t tell me what to do with my language.”

“Fine then, suit yourself. Spoil that beautiful mouth of yours with such foul words.”

“I will!”

You strode over to the cupboard beside the bed, pulling it open before snatching a blanket from within.

“Fine!” Wooseok threw his hands up in defeat.

You held the blanket you had taken out, in both your hands, struggling to see where you were headed with it blocking your sight.

“Fine!”

You retorted, before carefully crossing the short distance to the door leading out of the room. Wooseok shifted on the bed behind you, probably getting comfortable to have a goodnight’s sleep, with not a care in the world bothering him.

But you were wrong. He stood up from the bed to follow you to the door.

“Where are you going?”

You didn’t turn away when you replied,

“I can’t sleep in this stuffed bedroom.”

He didn’t follow you beyond the limit set by the bedroom door, but he watched, with a sense of regret, as you spread the blanket on the couch in the living room.

“You won’t survive an hour on that stupid couch.”

“I’ll survive all night, no thanks to you.”

You were stubborn. He knew it. But it didn’t mean you had to suffer because of it. He tried one last time to turn the argument into just a passing memory,

“Y/n please… You’ve got an exam tomorrow.”

He had given in. Now, he waited for you to do the same.

“Thanks for reminding me, I had no idea about my own fucking exam schedule.”

You never would. Wooseok shut the door with a loud thud when he realized it. Needing to release your anger somehow, you grabbed the nearest object around you and smashed it into the ground.

And that’s what landed you on the stupid couch, where you were barely surviving a few hours, much less the whole night.

It was stupid. You were stupid. And that is what would take you down one day, if it hadn’t already.

One night of insomnia is nothing, you thought to yourself, stubborn as you were. A few more hours and you'd be getting ready for university. And you believed university and your exam would give you the much needed distraction.

But before you could dwell into temporary bliss, the darkness began to play with your vision. It stirred, toying with your vision, making you see things where none existed. It turned the stack of unfolded clothes on the chair by your side into a hideous monster, and converged the paint splashes on the wall into something that resembled dripping blood. It was a hideous game your mind played with you. You could never win from it here, not without the warmth of Wooseok’s body enveloping yours, not without the night light he had bought specially for you.

You fought and fought against the obscuring darkness, but it only formed a canopy above your eyes, reaching in and in and in…

You sprang up from the sofa in a haste.

The silence and the darkness threatened to drown you before you made a sprightly run towards the bedroom door. The door was slightly ajar now, a dim light leaking from the small space; warm and inviting. Your hand scraped the cold handle, while your brain decided if a few hours of good sleep was worth sacrificing your pride for. Your mind made its choice, willing you to turn around and let the darkness engulf you, but something grabbed your hand.

No-not something.

Someone.

You whirled your head, eyes wide as you stared at Wooseok. His hand clasped your wrist tightly, while his swollen eyes bore into yours.

“Come inside.”

You opened your mouth to object, to throw in the first excuse that felt right. But Wooseok only shushed you with a finger to your lips.

“I give in…”

His words were a whisper, but against the silence of the night they seemed to echo.

“…The darkness seems scarier without you.”

There was a long pause in time after that. Something was caught in your throat, restricting you from speaking. But you pushed against it, and against all the thoughts keeping you away from Wooseok. It killed you to raze your ego to the ground, but you figured it would kill you even more if you let Wooseok slip away.

“I-I’m so-“

The apology died in your mouth when Wooseok leaned in, and stole the words away from your lips with a short kiss.

“You don’t have to say anything. It’s not your fault.”

It wasn’t his either, and yet… he never asked you to admit it.

He pulled you into the confines of your dimly lit bedroom, before dragging you into bed with him. Spreading the warm blanket on your cold body, he tucked you in first. He climbed onto the bed from the other side, lying down beside you.

He didn’t turn towards you. You didn’t turn towards him. His first movement that jolted you from your daze was when he caressed your awfully cold hands and brought them up to his lips.

He kissed your knuckles first. Then your fingers, then your palm and then your wrist before bringing your hand up to his chest, in an attempt to warm it up.

“Tell me…Everything.”

With that three-word phrase, Wooseok broke down the wall you had been building up in your mind the whole day.

You spilled everything at his request. Everything that bothered you went out of our mouth, as he only listened. When you stopped to take a breath, he stroked your head, and when your tears threatened to fall, he kissed their path down your cheeks, never letting them stain them.

When you were finally done, your throat was hoarse, and your eyes were heavy with sleep. With your head in Wooseok’s chest, you listened to his voice as he said all those soothing words, resolving each issue one after the other.

“-And then, we’ll have you call your mother, because I’m sure she’ll understand. She loves you and…”

Wooseok was cut off by soft snores. He craned his neck and gazed at your swollen face with ardour. He pulled the blankets further up to your chest, ensuring no part of your body was exposed to the cold. Burying his face in your hair, he continued,

“…And, I love you, and I’ll never make you give in. Never.”

Though, in your heart you had already decided that if it was Wooseok who you had to give in for…

You’d give in.

You’d give in a thousand times and over.

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