First Snowfall | Minwon

first snowfall | minwon

pairing: wonwoo x reader x mingyu

genre: fluff

warnings: not even a little bit edited

word count: 937

summary: in which you and your roommates spend the first snowfall of the winter season together

a/n: because it’s sunny in LA and my east coast heart misses snowy winters 

Your alarm buzzed away at 6am, set to wake you a few minutes before Seoul’s first snowfall of the season. At 6:05, you stumbled out of your room excitedly in your winter coat and pajamas before making your way to the living room. 

“Hot chocolate or coffee?” 

You jumped at the voice, quickly turning your head towards the kitchen entrance where it had come from. There stood your two roommates, mugs in their hands. You let out a deep sigh, walking over to them. 

“I didn’t know you guys were capable of being awake this early… also, coffee, please. I have an exam later.”

Mingyu got to work on your coffee while you and Wonwoo stood off to the side. 

“We knew you were getting up to watch the snow, so we wanted to join,” Wonwoo explained. 

“Roommate bonding time,” Mingyu added, handing you your coffee. “Should we go? It’s supposed to start at 6:15,” he suggested, ushering you and Wonwoo to the balcony of your apartment. The three of you stood shoulder to shoulder, mugs held tightly in your hands. Mingyu took his phone out, putting on some classical playlist at a low volume before sighing. 

“Way to set the mood, Gyu,” Wonwoo chuckled before taking a sip of his hot chocolate. A few peaceful moments of silence passed, the three of you basking in the music and the crisp wind. You eyes fell upon the city, waiting for it to be coated with a layer of snow.

And then, as if the world heard your thoughts, the first snowflake fell. Then the second, the third, until soon all of Seoul was covered by a sheet of snow. You reached out a hand, gathering the white flurries in your palm before folding your fingers on top. The feeling of the snow melting in your hand brought a grin to your face. 

Mingyu gathered some snow on his hand as well, the stuff melting immediately in his warm palm. He pouted, trying again to catch the snow without it melting. 

Wonwoo remained still, feeling the snow fall on his face. It tickled his nose, but he made no move to brush it off. Despite hating the cold, he appreciated the feeling off the snow on his warm face. 

“Do you guys know that old saying: About how if you’re in the snow during the first snowfall with someone you like, true love will blossom between you,” you randomly blabbered, unsure what type of reaction you wanted from your words. Another silence fell again, this time thick with unspoken tensions. Mingyu let out a harsh laugh, seemingly involuntary, since he was quick to grow quiet afterwards. For a while, no one made noise again. Your words rang in each of your heads, coating your thoughts in the way the snow covered Seoul. Eventually, an hour passed. Your mugs were empty. Wonwoo’s hands were shaking, and Mingyu’s phone buzzed twice. 

“It’s Dokyeom. He wanted to try this new cafe near campus before our class starts… Did you guys want to go?” Mingyu asked, his eyes slightly hopeful as he looked between you and Wonwoo. 

“I have an exam in two hours, and I promised Vernon I’d help him review before it,” you replied. 

“Yeah, I was going to go back to sleep. I don’t have class until 3pm,” Wonwoo added. Mingyu nodded, though an evident pout formed on his lips. You smiled at his expression, reaching your free hand up to caress his face. 

“We can get dinner tonight, okay? The three of us. You can pick where we go.”

Mingyu nuzzled against your hand, his head nodding slightly. “Sounds good.”

“Hey, I didn’t consent to this spontaneous dinner. What if I had plans?” Wonwoo questioned, his face attempting to look serious but his smile unable to fade. You turned towards Wonwoo, your hand moving from Mingyu’s face to grasp Wonwoo’s shaky hand.

“You don’t have plans because you love us.”

Wonwoo paused, his smile embarrassingly widening at your touch. He squeezed your hand. 

“Yeah, I do.”

As you and Wonwoo smiled at each other, Mingyu audibly cringed, mumbling something about needing to bang his head against the wall. You and Wonwoo laughed, Mingyu still muttering to himself as he grabbed yours and Wonwoo’s mugs and headed inside. After a few moments passed, you turned back towards Wonwoo.

“Sleep well, Won. I’ll see you later.” I love you and I want you to rest well.

“Good luck on your exam. I know you’ll do well.” I love you and I believe in you. 

“Hey, do you need a ride to campus? Dokeyom can wait.” I love you, let me take care of you.

The three of you went about your separate ways, Wonwoo going back to his room and you and Mingyu getting ready before leaving to go to school. Later that night, Mingyu took the three of you to a new restaurant in town, one with a menu full of your favorite dishes and an atmosphere Wonwoo loved. The night ended in the living room, the three of you cuddled on the couch under one blanket, watching a new Netflix show and sharing a bowl of popcorn. Occasional touches and glances would elicit smiles from each of you, a new tension filling the small apartment. 

And yeah, that old saying was probably bogus, but later that night you would all go to Wonwoo’s room to sleep since he had the largest bed, and as the night turned to morning, you all realized that a life without the three of you, was not a life at all. 

mistletoe | jeon wonwoo

pairing: wonwoo x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

word count: 561

summary: in which you try to woo your boyfriend during the holiday season

a/n: a little something to post because i realized i haven’t posted in nearly half a year and i still haven’t finished my requests T-T also happy holidays and happy new year <3 (i wrote this in 20 mins i’m sorry in advance)

“Babe, it looks like Santa barfed in our living room.”

Wonwoo’s voice brought your attention away from your decorations and to your front door, where he was stood with a few bags from the grocery store. You must’ve been so focused getting the star on the top of the tree without falling off the ladder that you hadn’t heard him walk in.

“Merry Christmas!” you cheered, excitedly throwing your hands up. This caused the step-ladder beneath you to tip a little to the left, and before you knew it, Wonwoo had rushed to your side to steady you and the ladder. He let out a small sigh of relief when he had his hands on your hips, a slight glare appearing on his face as he looked up at you.

“I swear, you and Mingyu are going to give me a heart attack one day.”

“Oh please, you love us,” you teased, turning back around to focus on your tree. With the star in your hand, you got on your tip toes, feeling Wonwoo’s grip tighten on your hips as you reached forward and placed the star on the top of the tree. As soon as it was secure, Wonwoo grabbed you properly, pulling you down from the ladder and onto the ground. He spun you around, a smile appearing on his face after seeing the grin on yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck, his arms remaining around your waist.

“Thank you for decorating. It looks beautiful,” he stated, leaning forward to nuzzle his nose against yours. He tried to lean forward to kiss you, but just as his lips grazed yours, you pulled back. You then moved completely away from him, heading to one of the boxes you had scattered around the living room. Wonwoo watched as you rummaged through at least three of them before pulling something out. You turned towards him, quickly hiding the item behind your back as you began to step close to him.

“I have a surprise,” you sang, now only a foot away from him. He tilted his head, waiting for you to reveal it. Your hand came out from behind your back, hovering a green plant above your head. “Mistletoe! And you know what that means!” You used your other hand to gesture towards your face, puckering your lips and sending him a few winks.

Wonwoo laughed at your attempts, stepping closer to get rid of the distance in between you two. Unable to hold back his smile, he leaned forward, placing a hand on your hip and the other on your neck before pressing his lips against yours.

You weren’t sure how, but kissing Wonwoo always felt like the first time. You guys have shared countless kisses, yet everytime his lips touched yours you swore the butterflies fluttered. Even for the small pecks in the mornings, when he had to leave your bed to go back to his dorm, the magic was always there.

After a few moments, you pulled away, dreamingly smiling at your boyfriend. Wonwoo smiled back, ruffling your hair before stepping away to grab the groceries he left at the front door. “Oh, by the way, babe. That’s Wisteria. Not Mistletoe.”

With those final words, Wonwoo disappeared in the kitchen, leaving you stood in the kitchen with your lips tingling and the Wisteria hanging at your side.

from wonwoo, to you.

for @wonublr

i think about the time you helped me look for my glasses a lot.

it’s nothing big, really. glasses tend to misplace more often than most people realize given the fact that the wearer needs them to see. speaking from experience, of course, glasses can prevent some serious accidents. embarrassing childhood memories come to mind that i’ll share with you one day, maybe. promise you won’t laugh.

promise me.

back to the topic, though. embarrassingly enough, i’d misplaced the one pair i had on hand and didn’t like the idea of stumbling out of our apartment unable to see more than three feet ahead of me, so i searched the entire place top to bottom to no avail.

without my glasses. it’s funny, now that i think about it. definitely wasn’t in the moment, though.

you came home after your classes and found me laying on the floor in defeat. probably not the most pleasant way to find your lover, but i remember feeling an intense about of relief when i heard your voice. you asked me what was wrong and i told you i couldn’t find my stupid glasses.

it was silent for like 30 seconds. and then you laughed. at my peril, of all things. for moment i really did consider disappearing into the ground to live amongst the worms.

you dropped your bag and knelt beside me, grinning so wide, and i couldn’t help but hold my breath. i didn’t tell you then, but you looked really pretty up close. your fingers in my hair, with the slightest bits of mirth dancing in your eyes, and the promise ring i’d given you dangling from the small chain around your neck. you leaned in real close, and then did the unthinkable.

you pulled my glasses down from my hair.

this probably sounds cheesy, and i’m internally cringing at the thought of writing this, but my world literally brightened when you did so. it was like my surroundings had been colored in with you in the center, a soft smile on your lips as you chided me for forgetting that i’d pushed them up so easily. it would do me a great disservice if it continued to happen, but i wouldn’t mind losing my glasses if it meant i got to see you like that over and over again.

so i guess you could say bringing you into focus that day made me fall in love with you again. the way your eyes shone and nose scrunched up with laughter will forever be ingrained into my memory.

wonwoo

p.s.,

i still can’t believe you laughed at me ): at your loving boyfriend.. when you get this i’m cashing in a cuddle coupon so you can make up for your misdeeds. it’s attached to the back of the letter.

230107 Golden Disc Awards | Seventeen - Hot + _World + Don Quixote • Mingyu

dating wonwoo feels like...

being wrapped in your favorite blanket on a chilly summer night. it's a bit windy on the rooftop and you cuddle close to him for the warmth; the sky is so clear and it seems like you can touch the stars if you just reach out - all of it fills your chest with the feeling of rightness. wonwoo makes you feel like you’re in the right place at the right time, exactly where you’re supposed to be - with him.

('do you believe in the theory of multiverse?' you ask in a whisper, staring up at the sky. 'just think of it! there are many, many dimensions, whole universes besides ours. we might not even be together in some of them, might not even know each other!'

wonwoo smiles, turning to look at you. he tucks your hair behind your ear and does it so gently, caressing the skin behind your ear in the process and that makes brightest blush burn your cheeks. 'i think it doesn't exist,' he answers back in a whisper and when you look at him questioningly, he elaborates: 'i mean, universe in which we are not together. it doesn't exist.')

wonwoo looks. he looks and looks and looks and tucks away every single piece of information about you into his heart to the point that he knows what you want better than you do. he is handing you your glasses before you start looking for them, your favorite drink is in his hand before you open your mouth to ask for it, he quietly excuses you both from the party before you turn to him to say that you're tired - he knows you, all of you. you are his favorite book, the good kind, the one that he comes back to re-read again and again, finding new meanings in the same old pages.

(you yawn and open your eyes, immediately finding his already looking back at you. it used to unnerve you a little - this solid focus that wonwoo has on you, the way his eyes never stray away from you - but now you're used to it, you ravel in this undivided attention. 'i think i'm getting sleepy,' you mutter, stretching your legs out and laying on top of him again. 'but i don't wanna move until we finish this chapter.'

wonwoo shakes his head, amused smile playing on his lips as he smoothes down your t-shirt that ranked up high on your back. 'we read this book three times, we both know how this chapter ends. let's move to the bed?'

'no, i's comfy here,' you whine petulantly and his heart squeezes in his chest with a dangerous emotion. you look up and his breath hitches, although not a muscle on his face moved. 'let's stay here, please? you can continue reading. and if i fall asleep you'll wake me up, yeah?'

he nods, knowing very well that you're about to fall asleep in next five minutes and knowing that he won't move, won't wake you up - he'll stay in this position even if it's a bit uncomfortable for him, just so he could savor you like this, unguarded and soft, all for him to treasure.)

dating wonwoo is knowing that it's okay not be okay. emotions can be overwhelming at times and he's here to give you all you need - a shoulder to cry on, a listening ear to rant to, a silent and comforting presence to fall to. he is always respectful of your wishes and boundaries and if it's space that you need then he'll give you one. it's never embarrassing to show your true self because he accepts it with gratefulness.

('how can i help you?' he asks quietly, voice strained. you are sitting at the opposite end of the couch and he hates this distance between you two, but he won't breach it unless you let him. there are tears in your eyes and his fingers itch with a desire to wipe them off and kiss your eyelids-

'just hold me, please.' you whisper and in the next second you're wrapped in his arms, pulled closer to his solid frame that engulfs you in safety and protection.

'you can cry, it's okay to cry,' he says, stroking your back. he places small kiss on top of your head and bites back his own tears. 'it will be alright.')

wonwoo is all about actions and not words. he helps you clean the house, sits next to you on purpose when you're feeling nervous, picks you up at any time and insists on you never walking alone when it's dark, he leaves small notes on the books at the places he knows you'll love. wonwoo is a quiet drive home with a soft tune playing in the background and your fingers interlaced, he is a forehead kiss that leaves you tingling with warmth, he is a companionable silence that never feels awkward.

dating wonwoo is like coming back home, where your favorite dish is waiting for you on the table and a set of clean clothes is set up in the bathroom just for you. it's full of coziness, familiarity and this oh so needed sense of belongingness.

('is it too wishful to think that you belong with me?' he asks and gasps, realizing he said it out loud. this thought's been bothering him for a while now and he usually lets his guard down with you, doesn't filter his thoughts but this? the intensity of what he feels for you scares him and you were not meant to learn this. 'i-'

you shush him by placing your finger against his lips. wonwoo frowns, seeing how your eyes well up with tears. he's ready to apologize but then you kiss him and any other thoughts leave his mind. you pull back, smiling. next words that leave your mouth make his head spin and heart jump out of his chest: 'i think i belong with you too.')

a/n: check out vernon part here and let me know what you think of this one <3

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