LETS GO BAE! - Sunwoo

“LET’S GO BAE!” - Sunwoo

Hiiii !!! Can I request a short imagine where Sunwoo is dating a very competitive volleyball player ? Who plays beach and indoor volleyball ! So specific Ik 😭 and just like what it would look like ? Or maybe where they go to the same school and he has a crush on the player and he goes to their games all the time and all that good stuff! I hope this makes sense and u can make it however u want !! I just never see volleyball imagines so I thought it would be fun :)

find more content here: the boyz masterlist ↬ summary: in conclusion: sunwoo is your number 1 fan and supporter ↬ tags: student! sunwoo, student! + volleyball player! + fem! reader, ft. student! eric, mentions of student! kevin  ↬ word count: 543 words

a/n: hihi sweetheart, sorry for the late reply T^T i’ve attempted your request and i hope you like it! i don’t know volleyball very well so i tried to make do with what google told me <3 

“That’s my bae! That’s my bae!” Sunwoo pointed at the court excitedly. Eric, who was dragged into this by Sunwoo, shook his head and shielded his face. You were in the midst of having your volleyball practice and Sunwoo, being the supportive boyfriend he is, was there to see you train. 

“LET’S GO BAE!” He waved at you as you stretched, smiling from ear to ear at his cute antics. You languidly raised your hand up, making a peace sign. Sunwoo had practically memorized your training schedule so he could free up his time to cheer you on. Inter-school competitions were right round the corner and Sunshine Sunwoo was determined to make sure you (and your team) brought glory for the school. 

“Let’s switch sides. Team A on my right and B on my left.” The coach shouted, and everyone shuffled positions. Sunwoo gazed at you as you confidently held the ball in your hands, ready to set the ball to the opposing team. Silence filled the air as Sunwoo leaned forwards in his seat. Single-handedly tossing the ball upwards with your left hand, the satisfying sound of your right hand hitting the ball resounded in the sports hall. 

Sunwoo excitedly pumped his fist in the air, a wide grin on his face. He knew that volleyball was your passion and you were darn good at it; your competitiveness was not to be tested for you had high standards especially when it came to the sport. “Seola! Here!” Sunwoo’s eyes were trained on you as you called for your teammate to pass you the ball. Easily catching the sailing ball, you faked a pass before setting it over to the opposing team, causing them to be caught off guard. 

Just like that for the next one to two hours, Sunwoo intently watched your gameplay, impressed every single time. Noting that Eric had left (no doubt to support his boyfie Kevin), Sunwoo trekked to the front row of seats. “Hi Sunnie.” “Geez, even after such a long, arduous training, my girlfriend is still as gorgeous as ever.” Sunwoo grabbed the towel from your hands and dabbed at your forehead. You leaned in, relishing the warmth he provided. 

“Tell me I did great.” You cheekily peered at him through half-lidded eyes. Sunwoo bent down and pressed a kiss to your temple, “My bae did her best today.” “And my Sunwoo did his best cheering me on today.” You tightly wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him closer to you. Inclining your head upwards, Sunwoo just continued beaming at you. Although the gap between Sunwoo and you made your position weird, you didn’t care. All you wanted was Sunwoo’s praise. 

“Ah, you’re making me so shy.” “Says the ultra competitive setter.” He paused before gushing about you, “When you did that spike, I could literally see the flames erupting from that ball! And OMG, that serve was AMAZING. You were literally dancing all over the court, I wish I had another set of eyes...oh!”

You tugged on his jersey (read: your volleyball jersey), locking lips with him. Pulling away, he tried and failed to hide his silly lop-sided grin. “Give me 15 minutes. No wait, make that 10 minutes to shower. Let’s grab dinner together.”  

“Okay, okay. Kisses.” - youngbin

can i please have dad!youngbin sf9 x reader please? thank you!

a/n: so i’ve been watching kingdom: legendary war lately and i swear, youngbin keeps biaswrecking me?! i wanna apologize for the late reply and for the short story as i’ve been preparing for the start of year two in school T^T i hope you like it nevertheless <3 please keep supporting me !

Youngbin finally had a break from promoting his latest album and he couldn’t wait to spend his free time with you and Younghee, his precious baby girl. As soon as he got home, the pitter patter of excited footsteps could be heard and Youngbin smiled, exclaiming, “Hi baby girl!” He immediately dropped his haversack and picked her up. “Hi daddy! I missed you so much!” It really has been a blink of an eye and now Younghee was already 5. Maneuvering himself so he could close the door, Youngbin noticed that you weren’t with her. 

“Where’s mommy?” Younghee had her hands looped around his neck, and she whispered, “Shhhhhh, we have to be quiet.” She shushed him, earning a chuckle from Youngbin.

 “Okay, let’s be quiet.” He held a finger in front of his lips and Younghee mimicked him. Both mother and daughter alike are simply endearing. Rounding the corner, he saw you curled up with your laptop still on, it’s light casting shadows behind your tired figure. “Hi honey.” “Mommy! Daddy came home!” Youngbin put Younghee down and the two of you crawled into bed. 

“Youngbin? Youngbin!” You tackled him, your arms snaking around his waist to pull him closer to you. “I missed you.” You pushed yourself up as he cupped the back of your head, deeply locking lips with you. “Daddy! Mommy! I want kisses too!” Younghee pouted and you two burst out laughing. “Okay, okay. Kisses.” Youngbin wrapped one arm around you and another cradling Younghee, “I love you both so much.” Peppering kisses on both you and Younghee, as tired as he would be, he would never trade moments like these for anything else in the world.

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a/n: okay so it’s lunar new year! i have some time off school so i’m going to update a 4 part reaction series to a group i have yet to touch ever since my first few posts T^T enjoy~)

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『 h o n g j o o n g 』

(a/n: doobi is the korean version of dipsy in teletubbies and i was greatly reminded of hongjoong, yes) 

“doobi, why are you...still up?” hongjoong glanced up from his half filled notebook, lovingly gazing at your sleepy figure. “work.” he gave a one-word reply, still looking at you. you stifled another yawn before slowly shuffling into his opened embrace. hongjoong couldn’t contain his excitement when you curled up, tucking your legs as if you were perched on him. 

“you should be sleeping, little one.” “but the bed’s empty without doobi.” hongjoong’s heart swelled and in one smooth motion he flipped his notebook close. you snuggled into his strong arms as he easily lifted you up, carrying you back to bed. 

“okay, okay. Let’s go to bed.” 

『 s e o n g h w a 』 

(a/n: i just thought “my flower” would be uncommon yet cute,, no thoughts head empty just seonghwa being a happy lil’ dandelion) 

your head was directly above his chest and seonghwa adjusted the bag under his head so he could see you better. His right arm was leaning comfortably across your torso as the scent of your hair tickled his nose. 

his hand was completely at the mercy of your teasing fingers, as you giggled, “even your hands are pretty, my beautiful flower.” seonghwa flushed at the nickname, “ah, you keep saying that.” 

“it’s true. you’re so pretty, from the top to the bottom. and that’s why you’re my flower.” if even humanly possible, seonghwa blushed a deeper shade of red and his left hand fanned his face. 

“you’ll be the death of me.”

date: me please

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pairing: studen! wooyoung x student, gn! reader

↬ tags: high school! au, students being students, biology class (my favorite, idk about yours)

summary: wooyoung’s antics may or may not have caused your heart to skip a beat (and also caused the to of you to be kicked out of class)

word count: 376 words

“class, please pass down the handout down the row.” the teacher called out. “i bet it’s biology papers from those renowned schools.” wooyoung, who was in front of you, turned around and made a sour face, causing you to giggle at his antics. 

you fiddled with your pen while waiting for the worksheet to come all the way to the back. your gaze followed the rather thick stack of worksheets coming your way, causing you to cringe outwardly at the workload. However, you started to frown when wooyoung took a little longer than usual, his body hunched over his table, presumably hoarding his and your paper.

“yah, what’s taking you so long?” you harshly whispered and wooyoung shook his head before passing the paper over his head. you rolled your eyes, a small smile on your face as you uncapped your pen to write your name. 

your gaze landed on the chicken scratch handwriting next to the word “date:”. you blinked once more and you swore with your lunch money that you did not write “date: me please.”.

realizing that this was a prank by the one and only, you leaned over and wrote “O” followed by “K” on his back, as a joke. he subtly turned his head and that was when you saw how pink his face was. “for real?” He mouthed. You cocked your head to one side, “is this a prank?”

“i want you to date me though…” wooyoung made eye contact with you, somehow causing your insides to simultaneously combust. 

a million thoughts flashed through your head. you had always thought of him as a good friend, a funny classmate, but what he said caused something to stir within you. he certainly wasn’t that bad looking, but now that he had said that, it made you ponder about your feelings for him and–

“i’m kidding. why would i date you?” he gave a cheeky grin and you flinged your notebook at wooyoung, catching the teacher’s attention, “you two! GO and stand outside the classroom.” 

you hung your head sheepishly as the two of you quickly shuffled out of class. once outside, you gave him a side glare and didn’t hesitate to actually whack him. 

“i ain’t gonna date you, cheeky boy.”

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『 y u n h o 』

(a/n: this one is pretty obvious) 

“ah, i’m beat.” yunho announced as he stepped foot through the main door of the dorms. he dropped his bag at the corner next to the shoe rack before playfully tackling you to the couch, a laugh escaping his lips when you attempted to push him off. 

"puppy, the couch isn't that big!" “i don’t care. i missed you so much.” he nuzzled his nose into your neck and you gave up trying to nudge him off, instead opting to spoon with him facing you. 

in the small space, you coddled him, running your hands through his light brown hair before ruffling it up. with yunho's head on your chest, he deeply inhaled, the stress from that day's work completely dissolving. 

yunho hummed, satisfied, “i want to spend the whole day in your embrace.” 

『 y e o s a n g 』

(a/n: it’s the simple yet effective nickname for me)

“love, your hair’s full of petals!” as soon as yeosang met you in the park, he had a permanent beam on his face that he couldn’t and didn’t want to wipe off. it was the cherry blossom season and yeosang had decided to have a picnic date with you at a nearby park. his attention reverted back to your hand running through his hair, attempting to get the baby pink flower petals out of his matching colored hair. 

you huffed (rather adorably) as you finally got rid of the several stray ones, “there.” a pause before you giggled, “you good pretty in pink, my love.” He simply couldn’t resist teasing you. yeosang leaned in for a surprise peck, effectively causing you to stutter mid-action, a grin apparent on his face, “caught you off guard, didn’t i?” 

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(a) 33. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.” - mingyu

“Baby.” You raised an eyebrow at Mingyu but your focus never left your thesis paper. “Baby~!” He was sitting upright with his back flushed again the headrest, with you in between his legs. You clacked away on your keyboard, occasionally referring to the books on your left. “Baby, would you look at me?” You continued to type with your right hand and with your left you stroked his hair, “Wait.”

“You told me that thirty minutes ago.” You knew Mingyu was pouting because he placed his chin on your head. “I’m really busy though.” Mingyu wrapped his arms around you and started gently poking your sides. You weren’t that ticklish, so you never mentioned anything. After a while, you started to get a little annoyed because the consistent jabbing to your side distracted you a tad bit from your work.

“Mingyu, stop it,” You mumbled, eyes darting around the computer screen to find the information you need. You lightly flicked his hands but to no avail. “Mingyu, I need to work.” You stress that particular line, emphasising on the “finish”.

“I know.” He pressed a kiss to your neck and continued, “But, I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention. I always see you working, when I am busy and even when I have my off days.” You felt bad for ignoring Mingyu because whatever he said was the truth. “I’m sorry Gyu. I’ll stop ignoring you, you big baby.” You moved your laptop off the bed and snuggled into Mingyu.

“That’s much better. I’ve been wanting you to pay attention to me, you know?”

“I know. Why else would you be big baby gyu, huh?”

( later after he falls asleep, you get back to your work and you immediately wish that you hadn’t signed on to become a professor )