as every other bf! pwj scenarios has said, woojin will be such a shy lil bean
i mean, im sure you knew he would be shy, but he literally just could not look at you directly for a week after you two started dating
even though he offers to go on a date with you every day no matter how short or long they may be
eye contact threw him into a fit of palm sweating, finger biting, hair fiddling, and cheek flushing
on your dates, he secretly loves subtle skinship in public as he was too nervous to be thAT FULL ON kinda dude
like when he accidentally brushed his hand against yours, grabbed the door handle at the same, etc
BUT in private, he’s gonna throw you around his shoulders
throw you on the couch
and koala-bear-attack you while watching your favorite flicks
also loves to stroke your hair absentmindedly
constantly takes secret candids of you
not really great at keeping it secret
eventually made a photo album of the candids for your one month anniversary
placed a recording of him telling you “i love you” inside so it plays upon opening
you open the book 2345798765432 times a day bc you love hearing his voice and because he didn’t know how to stop it (or redo it) so he ended up mumbling to himself until he figured it out how to stop recording
“Y/N I AM SO SORRY I MESSED THIS THING UP YOU’RE JUST GONNA HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT”
woojin rips the recording mechanism out after the third day
gets caught up in practice so he’s late A LOT
feels bad so he spends half the night winning as many claw game machines as possible
your bed is 83.48% plushies within a few weeks
“how are you mine?” “why would you pick me?”
needs reassurance bc he thinks you’re just that damn amazing
gifts you small things he notices you admiring through store windows or online
does that cheek-puff-air-blow thing while he waits for you to open your gift and see your reaction
“woojin, how did you know i wanted this?”
he’ll just do his awkward smile and ruffle your hair
will try to fix your hair when he sees he’s made it all stick out on top
makes it worse
ends up making you two so staticky both of your hairs start to stick together as you walk with one another
The protectiveness your brothers had for you was both appreciated and annoying for the following reasons : You couldn’t go out after hours, Never to go on hunts alone, and to always tell them where you were going at all times. Not only was privacy nonexistent your date life was also thrown out the window. Any boy you either mingled or flirted with; No matter if victim or stranger they were always scared off by your brothers.
You three were at a town posing as cops for a (presumed) werewolf kill and you were able to talk to the witness a few years older than you and gain her trust. It was then that she invited you over to a house party since her parents were out of the house and left her to attend it. It was the perfect chance for you to live a normal teenage life for once in your life.
You had to be extra careful though. If your brothers found out it would be hell. Sam would give you a lecture while Dean tried hard not to yell at you; It’s happened before and it isn’t pretty. It normally ends up with you locking yourself in your bedroom and avoiding them at all costs.
“Okay.. Phone - Check. Wallet - Check” You pranced around in your bedroom thinking of anything you could have forgotten or missed. “Ah! GPS.”
You quickly turn off your GPS before using multiple pillows to form a semi body shape under the covers. If you were leaving you had to convince them you were still asleep. Quietly leaving the room you called Sasha to go and pick you up.
The music blared and vibrated off the walls, The room so filled with people that it stretched all the way to the backyard.
“You enjoying the party?” Sasha
The witness asked.
“Uhm yeah! It’s alright.” You answered; Taking a swing of your soda from your red cup.
You weren’t much of a drinker like your brothers, But found closure in it when rough times hit.
“That’s good. I’ll talk to you later!” She walked off when she was invited to dance by what you presumed was her boyfriend.
You didn’t know things were going to escalate this much. A group of boys drank too much and now were in an argument. People tried to push them off but that caused a stir and now both were throwing punches. Yells and shouts from both the fighters and standbys were getting louder by the minute.
Some encouraged the fight while others tried to end it. Half of the room was now covered in white by the flashes of the ones who were taking videos on their phones.
“Stop! Guys!” Sasha tried to control them, But her voiced wasn’t acknowledged.
One of the fighters ran up the stairs and everyone followed.
“Wait!” You tried to call after Sasha but she ran upstairs behind the wad of people.
You waited a few seconds before going after her. Being here was a bad idea and you wanted to go home. Making your way up the flight of stairs you get to the top and yell her name. Hurried footsteps get your attention and next thing you know you’re falling down the stairs.
You hit the steps and roughly land at the bottom.
You land on your arm. You shout curses due to the shooting pangs of pain going up and down your arm, Your eyes watering.
People crowd you and ask if you’re okay, Some even asking if you were alive. Out of nowhere your brothers are in front of you, Suits and all.
“(Y/n)! Are you okay?” Sam calls your name and inspects your arm.
“Sam?- FUCK” You yell in pain when Sam moves your arm.
“Definitely broken” He mutters.
“Alright everybody! Get the hell out before we call for backup!” Dean ordered.
The music stopped and just like cockroaches
— They all scattered.
“Alright (Y/n) You gotta get up. We need to get you to a hospital” Dean helps you to your footing while being careful with your arm.
“You’re so not getting out of this” Sam murmurs, Staring at your limping frame.
You were out of it for most of the ride and ER visit but were given pain killers that immediately knocked you out.
Your eyes opened and the first thing you saw was a white ceiling. Not a good sign. You tried moved your right arm, But mild pain shot through. Looking down you saw a blue cast. And right in front of you were your very VERY angry older brothers.
“Hey guys-” You tried to dodge the seriousness of a conversation.
“Don’t ‘hey guys’ us. Why the hell were you at a party? in the middle of the night?” Dean’s voice was low and rough, Trying not to waken up the whole hospital.
“You turned off your GPS even!” Sam adds in.
“You even tried to trick us with a bed full of pillows! We thought the worst (Y/n)”
“If you would let me finish I could tell you why!!” You shout, Glaring at both of them. “This is the first ever party I went to in my life. I’m a teenager! Tell me one time I spent quality time with friends! I have no life guys! It’s all hunt, hunt, hunt. There’s no time for me! I have no privacy! You guys scare away any possible relationships! I bet Dean sneaked out to parties when he was a teenager! Why can’t I!? Oh yeah, Because you guys won’t let me! Just because I’m your sister! You can’t keep my locked up for ever.”
Your voice dies off when you see their faces riddled with guilt.
“I shouldn’t have done it, I know that. I wanted to break the rules, but broke my arm instead. I know what I did was wrong. But you can’t really blame me”
You’re all silent until Sam speaks up.
“We’re sorry. We just want to protect you. You’re our little sister.. You’re only one and you can’t dodge death just like we have.. We’re sorry. Do you forgive us?” Sam shows you his signature puppy eyes and you can’t hep but give in.
“Alright. But I get to leave the bunker more.”
“Deal.” Dean finally speaks up. “But no more sneaking out for parties” He raises an eyebrow awaiting your answer.
“Fine. No promises though.” You laugh, Moving your arm by mistake and letting out an cry. “Let this be my lesson. I learnt it. Can I be off the hook?”
“No” They both say simultaneously.
“Oh come on a broken arm isn’t enough!?… Did I fool you guys with the pillows though? Also, How did you guys know where I was?”
“Nope. I used to do the same thing. You can’t play a player (Y/n)” Dean has a smug smile on his lips that you wanna rip off.
“You didn’t notice until I pointed out she wasn’t breathing” Sam chuckles at his brothers annoyed face.
“And Sasha called us. Told us there was a party and a fight started. We took our chance and went to see what was up. One of the dudes that was fighting was the one who threw you off the stairs. He said he was running away before he bumped into you and you fell down the stairs. We got there just in time too. You’re lucky you didn’t die. The boy even offered to pay for the hospital bills.” Sam yawned.
“We got burgers instead. You want one?” Dean asked, Getting Baby’s keys out of his pockets.
“Do you even need an answer?” You laughed, Mouth watering at the sound of a juicy burger.
“Be right back then” Dean made his way out the door quickly, Also wanting a bite of a delicious greasy burger.