a/n: my first woozi fic, my first seventeen fic, my first kpop fic. this was supposed to be something really simple and silly, but my dumb ass had to go and add a bunch of sadness and backstory to it, as always. as you can see, it got dramatically out of hand. i’m so sorry, i hope someone likes it
~ in which you haven’t gotten off in like six months, and lee jihoon is the pleasure specialist, himself. (he’s also a little bit more than that.)
“I promise you, you won’t regret this,” Wendy reassured you, but they were words she always said right before she convinced you to do something that you definitely would regret. She’d used them very often over the past year, during which she’d somehow persuaded you into going on roughly thirty blind dates that she’d set up in her desperate attempts to get you “back out there.” You knew her heart was in the right place, but every single date had been a disaster.
The problem was that if she knew a guy who wasn’t already taken, there was a reason for it. The first set-up been with a guy named Jinho who still lived with his ex-girlfriend (in a one bedroom apartment) and adamantly refused to wear deodorant; one guy, Jinwoo, told you he had recently quit his job and moved back in with his parents because he hadn’t had enough time to play League; you’d tried so hard to will yourself to forget the second to last guy, but how could you forget the name (Daehyun) of someone who sat down across from you and proceeded to ignore you for the whole two hours it took him to eat a salad, baked potato, and two steaks before “suddenly realizing” he forgot his wallet, telling you he didn’t think you were his type, and leaving you to foot the bill.
A/N: I wanna thank @wennjunwho for the amazing music recommendation and you guys should really listen or read the lyrics to Contra marea by Malpais cause this scenario was based on this song
When you first met it felt like suddenly all the planets aligned and you knew all of the secrets of the universe.
It didn’t take long for you to be a couple. It started with a few kisses here and there… and before you knew it you and Wonwoo were a couple
You lived for adrenaline. Something about it made it feel mystical for the both of you.
For Wonwoo you were the day, a refreshing swim on the sea on a sunny and especially hot day, you were like a walk on the beach towards the mountains. Every fresh activity he could think about.
For you he was the night, sitting in front of a campfire after a long day walking in the woods, laying under the stars and just feel each other presences, being in your tent reading to a book he knew you would love. He was warmth and relaxing.
No one has ever seen such a loving couple. You and Wonwoo were pure love.
Secretly Wonwoo thought you weren’t even real, how could someone be so perfect? And you thought the same about him.
One day he came up with the idea of a boat ride. You never said no to adventure. But this time you should’ve.
It was a really windy day but it was sunny so you continued with the idea. Once you’re in the boat and miles away from land the wind got stronger, you almost couldn’t control the boat. You were dragged to the rocks, all you could do was look for Wonwoo, you just wanted to be with him cause you knew what was coming. All both of you say is “At least I’m with you” and then you hit the rocks.
You woke up to the sun shining in your face, you’re in such a beautiful place, and oh Wonwoo was there too.
“Hey babe, I was afraid you weren’t waking up” he said sitting down by your side
“Where are we? All I remember is us hitting the rocks” you asked confused
“We did hit the rocks and no we didn’t survive, this is some kind of afterlife bullshit”
“Well, since we’re together I don’t really care where we are” you said hugging him
“Ever since I met you I knew I was born to die with you” he said into your hair.
Every time you fall in love you get that persons tattoos Yoooo I fall in love so easily I would be covered
Do this liz do it
so when you fall in love with someone, you get their tattoo somewhere on your body, but your soul mates goes over your heart and the other tattoos fade slightly
4.1k words unedited the longest fic to date, and it took some time as well
i just want to say that there is nothing cringy or embarrassing about finding comfort in stories or music or using fictional characters to inspire yourself, no matter what people might say.
if imagining yourself as a character in your favourite book makes you forget about your sadness, if blasting musicals at full volune makes you feel confident while walking through a crowd, if drawing cheesy fanart or writing cliche fanfiction makes you feel good about your skills then keep doing that!
other people might mock you but they have no right to take away the happiness and the comfort you find in art.
there is no wrong way to make yourself feel a bit more happy.