𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 lee heeseung, your neighbour upstairs, has his weird approaches to romance
ꮚ ◞ ˕ ◟꒱ lhs x f!r ♡ language, profanities reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated
one two three four five note six seven (+tba)
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you had been friends with yang jungwon for over three years now, so naturally, you came over to his apartment room quite a few times.
but you could swear on your life that it had never been so empty and desolate like this. but nobody knows what’s really going on in someone’s life, right?
you hesitantly sit down on his floor bed— which guarantees a pretty impressive amount of comfort considering it looks like an old mattress— deciding to wait and surprise jungwon once he comes out of his room. the surprise being, you managed to shimmy into his very carelessly open apartment.
you quickly shoot him a text.
im inside btw :)
but no reply yet. well, that's unlikely of jungwon, he's basically online all day.
you look around again. maybe he is showering.
that would explain the sound of running water coming from somewhere deeper inside the apartment.
you lean back against the wall, deciding to be patient until jungwon finishes his sudden shower routine.
although only after a couple of minutes, curiosity and boredom gets the better of you.
prying into someone else’s belongings is not nice as they say, so you thank god that jungwon and you are attached by the hip. and naturally that gives you a little access to his apartment.
standing up, you look around his room.
since when did jungwon own this many black hoodies? you frown at a pile folded neatly on the chair.
and since when did he starts reading philosophy? you eye a couple of books sitting idly on the bookshelf, you wonder if he’s even okay.
you’re about to sit down again when you notice a rather unfamiliar photo frame from the corner of your eyes. you walk up to it beside the chair and pick it up to inspect.
and it has… heeseung? another frame, heeseung with his friends. and another, heeseung with a cat.
your heart drops to your stomach when you turn around and notice the certificate hanging on the wall has a name— lee heeseung.
“fuck,” you mutter under your breath when you realise you accidentally broke into your upstairs neighbour's apartment instead. you scramble to grab your bag before heeseung can notice anything.
that is when you hear a loud thud from the shower from inside the apartment.
inside the shower, heeseung feels he could pass away at any given time.
oh lord, he almost cries, why do you give your weakest soldier the hardest battles.
his brain, in all its brilliance, immediately pictured a masked burglar carrying his floor bed away.
“no,” he gasps, “shit, my bed!”
he grabs the nearest towel, wrapped it around his waist with absolutely zero confidence, then looked around for something to defend himself with.
of course, a bathroom plunger.
“alright lee heeseung,” he says looking at the plunger, “think how proud mr papa would be!”
and then, for reasons that can never make sense even to himself, he breaks into a full sprint.
still soaking wet. hair covered in shampoo bubbles.
“reveal yourself!” he shouts in the top of lungs, startling you enough to drop your bag on his floor.
and there he is, lee heeseung. dripping in soapy water from head to toe, shampoo bubbles forgotten in his hair.
agaisnt your will, your eyes drop down from his face to his abdomen, to his soaking abs which— okay no, no! this is insane, this is wrong. you mentally shake it off and take your sight off his abs, only to wonder even further down to notice the whote towel hanging from his frame with sheer faith alone.
“y/n?” heeseung says with much surprise.
“hey,” you reply, followed by an awkward giggle.
heeseung lets his guard down just a little, “what- what are you doing here?”
“i was uh- actually going to jungwons’”, you shrug, “i got lost right after."
“so you’re not robbing me?” is he serious right now?
“no!” you take a step back, “does it look like I’m here to rob you?”
“then why are you not looking at me right now?” heeseung sounds rather sad that your eyes are not one him, but towards the ceiling.
because honestly, you dont know how to react to a half baked lee heeseung, who looks very handsome for you to admit.
“im trying to be respectful,” you clear your throat.
“oh,” heeseung sighs, “then, are you here to finally lend me the pillow?”
you sigh even heavier than him, finally looking at his face, “are you serious? i just told you i wa going to jungwons!”
“oh, yeah right,” heeseung tries to take a step towards you next, but something unlikely happens.
the poor and sad towel wrapped around him slips. just a little. but enough to make you both freeze at your places.
“what—!”, you shriek, eyes darting towards the ceiling again.
“don’t look!”, heeseung fumbles in his steps, holding his towel upright, with both his hands.
“im not looking!”
“please don’t look.”
“i said i’m not looking!”
and just when things could get better, heeseung slips on a puddle of water gathered from his own body, and hurls forward.
in a second, you find yourself caged between a shirtless and soaking heeseung’s arms, his face hovering right above you, so close that your can make out the way his eyelashes are.
“so- sorry,” he whispers, you feel yourself getting hotter by the moment, “hi?”
only god knows how fast you ran out of his apartment today.
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 lee heeseung, your neighbour upstairs, has his weird approaches to romance
ꮚ ◞ ˕ ◟꒱ lhs x f!r ♡ language, profanities reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated
one two three four five note six seven (+tba)
(screenshots below )
you had been friends with yang jungwon for over three years now, so naturally, you came over to his apartment room quite a few times.
but you could swear on your life that it had never been so empty and desolate like this. but nobody knows what’s really going on in someone’s life, right?
you hesitantly sit down on his floor bed— which guarantees a pretty impressive amount of comfort considering it looks like an old mattress— deciding to wait and surprise jungwon once he comes out of his room. the surprise being, you managed to shimmy into his very carelessly open apartment.
you quickly shoot him a text.
im inside btw :)
but no reply yet. well, that's unlikely of jungwon, he's basically online all day.
you look around again. maybe he is showering.
that would explain the sound of running water coming from somewhere deeper inside the apartment.
you lean back against the wall, deciding to be patient until jungwon finishes his sudden shower routine.
although only after a couple of minutes, curiosity and boredom gets the better of you.
prying into someone else’s belongings is not nice as they say, so you thank god that jungwon and you are attached by the hip. and naturally that gives you a little access to his apartment.
standing up, you look around his room.
since when did jungwon own this many black hoodies? you frown at a pile folded neatly on the chair.
and since when did he starts reading philosophy? you eye a couple of books sitting idly on the bookshelf, you wonder if he’s even okay.
you’re about to sit down again when you notice a rather unfamiliar photo frame from the corner of your eyes. you walk up to it beside the chair and pick it up to inspect.
and it has… heeseung? another frame, heeseung with his friends. and another, heeseung with a cat.
your heart drops to your stomach when you turn around and notice the certificate hanging on the wall has a name— lee heeseung.
“fuck,” you mutter under your breath when you realise you accidentally broke into your upstairs neighbour's apartment instead. you scramble to grab your bag before heeseung can notice anything.
that is when you hear a loud thud from the shower from inside the apartment.
inside the shower, heeseung feels he could pass away at any given time.
oh lord, he almost cries, why do you give your weakest soldier the hardest battles.
his brain, in all its brilliance, immediately pictured a masked burglar carrying his floor bed away.
“no,” he gasps, “shit, my bed!”
he grabs the nearest towel, wrapped it around his waist with absolutely zero confidence, then looked around for something to defend himself with.
of course, a bathroom plunger.
“alright lee heeseung,” he says looking at the plunger, “think how proud mr papa would be!”
and then, for reasons that can never make sense even to himself, he breaks into a full sprint.
still soaking wet. hair covered in shampoo bubbles.
“reveal yourself!” he shouts in the top of lungs, startling you enough to drop your bag on his floor.
and there he is, lee heeseung. dripping in soapy water from head to toe, shampoo bubbles forgotten in his hair.
agaisnt your will, your eyes drop down from his face to his abdomen, to his soaking abs which— okay no, no! this is insane, this is wrong. you mentally shake it off and take your sight off his abs, only to wonder even further down to notice the whote towel hanging from his frame with sheer faith alone.
“y/n?” heeseung says with much surprise.
“hey,” you reply, followed by an awkward giggle.
heeseung lets his guard down just a little, “what- what are you doing here?”
“i was uh- actually going to jungwons’”, you shrug, “i got lost right after."
“so you’re not robbing me?” is he serious right now?
“no!” you take a step back, “does it look like I’m here to rob you?”
“then why are you not looking at me right now?” heeseung sounds rather sad that your eyes are not one him, but towards the ceiling.
because honestly, you dont know how to react to a half baked lee heeseung, who looks very handsome for you to admit.
“im trying to be respectful,” you clear your throat.
“oh,” heeseung sighs, “then, are you here to finally lend me the pillow?”
you sigh even heavier than him, finally looking at his face, “are you serious? i just told you i wa going to jungwons!”
“oh, yeah right,” heeseung tries to take a step towards you next, but something unlikely happens.
the poor and sad towel wrapped around him slips. just a little. but enough to make you both freeze at your places.
“what—!”, you shriek, eyes darting towards the ceiling again.
“don’t look!”, heeseung fumbles in his steps, holding his towel upright, with both his hands.
“im not looking!”
“please don’t look.”
“i said i’m not looking!”
and just when things could get better, heeseung slips on a puddle of water gathered from his own body, and hurls forward.
in a second, you find yourself caged between a shirtless and soaking heeseung’s arms, his face hovering right above you, so close that your can make out the way his eyelashes are.
“so- sorry,” he whispers, you feel yourself getting hotter by the moment, “hi?”
only god knows how fast you ran out of his apartment today.
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 lee heeseung, your neighbour upstairs, has his weird approaches to romance
ꮚ ◞ ˕ ◟꒱ lhs x f!r ♡ language, profanities reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated
one two three four five note six seven (+tba)
(screenshots below )
you had been friends with yang jungwon for over three years now, so naturally, you came over to his apartment room quite a few times.
but you could swear on your life that it had never been so empty and desolate like this. but nobody knows what’s really going on in someone’s life, right?
you hesitantly sit down on his floor bed— which guarantees a pretty impressive amount of comfort considering it looks like an old mattress— deciding to wait and surprise jungwon once he comes out of his room. the surprise being, you managed to shimmy into his very carelessly open apartment.
you quickly shoot him a text.
im inside btw :)
but no reply yet. well, that's unlikely of jungwon, he's basically online all day.
you look around again. maybe he is showering.
that would explain the sound of running water coming from somewhere deeper inside the apartment.
you lean back against the wall, deciding to be patient until jungwon finishes his sudden shower routine.
although only after a couple of minutes, curiosity and boredom gets the better of you.
prying into someone else’s belongings is not nice as they say, so you thank god that jungwon and you are attached by the hip. and naturally that gives you a little access to his apartment.
standing up, you look around his room.
since when did jungwon own this many black hoodies? you frown at a pile folded neatly on the chair.
and since when did he starts reading philosophy? you eye a couple of books sitting idly on the bookshelf, you wonder if he’s even okay.
you’re about to sit down again when you notice a rather unfamiliar photo frame from the corner of your eyes. you walk up to it beside the chair and pick it up to inspect.
and it has… heeseung? another frame, heeseung with his friends. and another, heeseung with a cat.
your heart drops to your stomach when you turn around and notice the certificate hanging on the wall has a name— lee heeseung.
“fuck,” you mutter under your breath when you realise you accidentally broke into your upstairs neighbour's apartment instead. you scramble to grab your bag before heeseung can notice anything.
that is when you hear a loud thud from the shower from inside the apartment.
inside the shower, heeseung feels he could pass away at any given time.
oh lord, he almost cries, why do you give your weakest soldier the hardest battles.
his brain, in all its brilliance, immediately pictured a masked burglar carrying his floor bed away.
“no,” he gasps, “shit, my bed!”
he grabs the nearest towel, wrapped it around his waist with absolutely zero confidence, then looked around for something to defend himself with.
of course, a bathroom plunger.
“alright lee heeseung,” he says looking at the plunger, “think how proud mr papa would be!”
and then, for reasons that can never make sense even to himself, he breaks into a full sprint.
still soaking wet. hair covered in shampoo bubbles.
“reveal yourself!” he shouts in the top of lungs, startling you enough to drop your bag on his floor.
and there he is, lee heeseung. dripping in soapy water from head to toe, shampoo bubbles forgotten in his hair.
agaisnt your will, your eyes drop down from his face to his abdomen, to his soaking abs which— okay no, no! this is insane, this is wrong. you mentally shake it off and take your sight off his abs, only to wonder even further down to notice the whote towel hanging from his frame with sheer faith alone.
“y/n?” heeseung says with much surprise.
“hey,” you reply, followed by an awkward giggle.
heeseung lets his guard down just a little, “what- what are you doing here?”
“i was uh- actually going to jungwons’”, you shrug, “i got lost right after."
“so you’re not robbing me?” is he serious right now?
“no!” you take a step back, “does it look like I’m here to rob you?”
“then why are you not looking at me right now?” heeseung sounds rather sad that your eyes are not one him, but towards the ceiling.
because honestly, you dont know how to react to a half baked lee heeseung, who looks very handsome for you to admit.
“im trying to be respectful,” you clear your throat.
“oh,” heeseung sighs, “then, are you here to finally lend me the pillow?”
you sigh even heavier than him, finally looking at his face, “are you serious? i just told you i wa going to jungwons!”
“oh, yeah right,” heeseung tries to take a step towards you next, but something unlikely happens.
the poor and sad towel wrapped around him slips. just a little. but enough to make you both freeze at your places.
“what—!”, you shriek, eyes darting towards the ceiling again.
“don’t look!”, heeseung fumbles in his steps, holding his towel upright, with both his hands.
“im not looking!”
“please don’t look.”
“i said i’m not looking!”
and just when things could get better, heeseung slips on a puddle of water gathered from his own body, and hurls forward.
in a second, you find yourself caged between a shirtless and soaking heeseung’s arms, his face hovering right above you, so close that your can make out the way his eyelashes are.
“so- sorry,” he whispers, you feel yourself getting hotter by the moment, “hi?”
only god knows how fast you ran out of his apartment today.
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 lee heeseung, your neighbour upstairs, has his weird approaches to romance
ꮚ ◞ ˕ ◟꒱ lhs x f!r ♡ language, profanities reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated
one two three four five note six seven (+tba)
(screenshots below )
you had been friends with yang jungwon for over three years now, so naturally, you came over to his apartment room quite a few times.
but you could swear on your life that it had never been so empty and desolate like this. but nobody knows what’s really going on in someone’s life, right?
you hesitantly sit down on his floor bed— which guarantees a pretty impressive amount of comfort considering it looks like an old mattress— deciding to wait and surprise jungwon once he comes out of his room. the surprise being, you managed to shimmy into his very carelessly open apartment.
you quickly shoot him a text.
im inside btw :)
but no reply yet. well, that's unlikely of jungwon, he's basically online all day.
you look around again. maybe he is showering.
that would explain the sound of running water coming from somewhere deeper inside the apartment.
you lean back against the wall, deciding to be patient until jungwon finishes his sudden shower routine.
although only after a couple of minutes, curiosity and boredom gets the better of you.
prying into someone else’s belongings is not nice as they say, so you thank god that jungwon and you are attached by the hip. and naturally that gives you a little access to his apartment.
standing up, you look around his room.
since when did jungwon own this many black hoodies? you frown at a pile folded neatly on the chair.
and since when did he starts reading philosophy? you eye a couple of books sitting idly on the bookshelf, you wonder if he’s even okay.
you’re about to sit down again when you notice a rather unfamiliar photo frame from the corner of your eyes. you walk up to it beside the chair and pick it up to inspect.
and it has… heeseung? another frame, heeseung with his friends. and another, heeseung with a cat.
your heart drops to your stomach when you turn around and notice the certificate hanging on the wall has a name— lee heeseung.
“fuck,” you mutter under your breath when you realise you accidentally broke into your upstairs neighbour's apartment instead. you scramble to grab your bag before heeseung can notice anything.
that is when you hear a loud thud from the shower from inside the apartment.
inside the shower, heeseung feels he could pass away at any given time.
oh lord, he almost cries, why do you give your weakest soldier the hardest battles.
his brain, in all its brilliance, immediately pictured a masked burglar carrying his floor bed away.
“no,” he gasps, “shit, my bed!”
he grabs the nearest towel, wrapped it around his waist with absolutely zero confidence, then looked around for something to defend himself with.
of course, a bathroom plunger.
“alright lee heeseung,” he says looking at the plunger, “think how proud mr papa would be!”
and then, for reasons that can never make sense even to himself, he breaks into a full sprint.
still soaking wet. hair covered in shampoo bubbles.
“reveal yourself!” he shouts in the top of lungs, startling you enough to drop your bag on his floor.
and there he is, lee heeseung. dripping in soapy water from head to toe, shampoo bubbles forgotten in his hair.
agaisnt your will, your eyes drop down from his face to his abdomen, to his soaking abs which— okay no, no! this is insane, this is wrong. you mentally shake it off and take your sight off his abs, only to wonder even further down to notice the whote towel hanging from his frame with sheer faith alone.
“y/n?” heeseung says with much surprise.
“hey,” you reply, followed by an awkward giggle.
heeseung lets his guard down just a little, “what- what are you doing here?”
“i was uh- actually going to jungwons’”, you shrug, “i got lost right after."
“so you’re not robbing me?” is he serious right now?
“no!” you take a step back, “does it look like I’m here to rob you?”
“then why are you not looking at me right now?” heeseung sounds rather sad that your eyes are not one him, but towards the ceiling.
because honestly, you dont know how to react to a half baked lee heeseung, who looks very handsome for you to admit.
“im trying to be respectful,” you clear your throat.
“oh,” heeseung sighs, “then, are you here to finally lend me the pillow?”
you sigh even heavier than him, finally looking at his face, “are you serious? i just told you i wa going to jungwons!”
“oh, yeah right,” heeseung tries to take a step towards you next, but something unlikely happens.
the poor and sad towel wrapped around him slips. just a little. but enough to make you both freeze at your places.
“what—!”, you shriek, eyes darting towards the ceiling again.
“don’t look!”, heeseung fumbles in his steps, holding his towel upright, with both his hands.
“im not looking!”
“please don’t look.”
“i said i’m not looking!”
and just when things could get better, heeseung slips on a puddle of water gathered from his own body, and hurls forward.
in a second, you find yourself caged between a shirtless and soaking heeseung’s arms, his face hovering right above you, so close that your can make out the way his eyelashes are.
“so- sorry,” he whispers, you feel yourself getting hotter by the moment, “hi?”
only god knows how fast you ran out of his apartment today.
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 lee heeseung, your neighbour upstairs, has his weird approaches to romance
ꮚ ◞ ˕ ◟꒱ lhs x f!r ♡ language, profanities reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated
one two three four five note six (+tba)
sru says im back ^^ this was supposed to be the chapter where they meet but it ended up being a filler instead TT not really happy with this one, where did my funny go ..
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 lee heeseung, your neighbour upstairs, has his weird approaches to romance
ꮚ ◞ ˕ ◟꒱ lhs x f!r ♡ language, profanities reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated
one two three four five note six (+tba)
sru says im back ^^ this was supposed to be the chapter where they meet but it ended up being a filler instead TT not really happy with this one, where did my funny go ..
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 lee heeseung, your neighbour upstairs, has his weird approaches to romance
ꮚ ◞ ˕ ◟꒱ lhs x f!r ♡ language, profanities reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated
one two three four five note six (+tba)
sru says im back ^^ this was supposed to be the chapter where they meet but it ended up being a filler instead TT not really happy with this one, where did my funny go ..
pls read this if ur on the tl or following this smau! ^^
hey guys! as you all know that neighbor, neighbor was on hold for some time, mainly because of some personal issues going on in my life. i wouldn’t say its entirely over, but i have some clearance on it now. and life is going very systematically nowadays! im enjoying my daily routines ><
so its safe to say that this smau is returning, but i cannot promise to be too active because summer break is about to end soon TT
i am done drafting episode six, which will release tomorrow!
now, coming to the main topic: if you have read through neighbor, neighbor, than you will know that i chose mark lee of nct for the role of the landlord here, which is quite important for the plot!
but the thing is, recently mark lee was seen wearing a vintage confederate flag shirt in a post. now you may ask what that is and why is it harmful? well, the confederate flag is a potent symbol of black slavery, white supremacy and racial violence. confederate soldiers often carried them during the confederate battle.
mark is due for a public apology, he didnt even acknowledge the issue. his company released a statement which was taken down shortly after and mark didnt even bother to share it in his story. this is just so disappointing to me, to me mark was one of my ultimate favourites.
i do not want to disrespect anyone by still using mark in my smau because it feels wrong. idk why he would even do that and say nothing.
so naturally, im replacing mark for jaehyun from nct.
i know its gonna be confusing for a while probably </3 i will try my best to complete this asap and then try changing the first five episodes to fit in jaehyun there.
anyways, im so so so sorry again for leaving you guys hanging TT but hey, i will see you tomorrow with a brand new chapter ♡
pls read this if ur on the tl or following this smau! ^^
hey guys! as you all know that neighbor, neighbor was on hold for some time, mainly because of some personal issues going on in my life. i wouldn’t say its entirely over, but i have some clearance on it now. and life is going very systematically nowadays! im enjoying my daily routines ><
so its safe to say that this smau is returning, but i cannot promise to be too active because summer break is about to end soon TT
i am done drafting episode six, which will release tomorrow!
now, coming to the main topic: if you have read through neighbor, neighbor, than you will know that i chose mark lee of nct for the role of the landlord here, which is quite important for the plot!
but the thing is, recently mark lee was seen wearing a vintage confederate flag shirt in a post. now you may ask what that is and why is it harmful? well, the confederate flag is a potent symbol of black slavery, white supremacy and racial violence. confederate soldiers often carried them during the confederate battle.
mark is due for a public apology, he didnt even acknowledge the issue. his company released a statement which was taken down shortly after and mark didnt even bother to share it in his story. this is just so disappointing to me, to me mark was one of my ultimate favourites.
i do not want to disrespect anyone by still using mark in my smau because it feels wrong. idk why he would even do that and say nothing.
so naturally, im replacing mark for jaehyun from nct.
i know its gonna be confusing for a while probably </3 i will try my best to complete this asap and then try changing the first five episodes to fit in jaehyun there.
anyways, im so so so sorry again for leaving you guys hanging TT but hey, i will see you tomorrow with a brand new chapter ♡
pls read this if ur on the tl or following this smau! ^^
hey guys! as you all know that neighbor, neighbor was on hold for some time, mainly because of some personal issues going on in my life. i wouldn’t say its entirely over, but i have some clearance on it now. and life is going very systematically nowadays! im enjoying my daily routines ><
so its safe to say that this smau is returning, but i cannot promise to be too active because summer break is about to end soon TT
i am done drafting episode six, which will release tomorrow!
now, coming to the main topic: if you have read through neighbor, neighbor, than you will know that i chose mark lee of nct for the role of the landlord here, which is quite important for the plot!
but the thing is, recently mark lee was seen wearing a vintage confederate flag shirt in a post. now you may ask what that is and why is it harmful? well, the confederate flag is a potent symbol of black slavery, white supremacy and racial violence. confederate soldiers often carried them during the confederate battle.
mark is due for a public apology, he didnt even acknowledge the issue. his company released a statement which was taken down shortly after and mark didnt even bother to share it in his story. this is just so disappointing to me, to me mark was one of my ultimate favourites.
i do not want to disrespect anyone by still using mark in my smau because it feels wrong. idk why he would even do that and say nothing.
so naturally, im replacing mark for jaehyun from nct.
i know its gonna be confusing for a while probably </3 i will try my best to complete this asap and then try changing the first five episodes to fit in jaehyun there.
anyways, im so so so sorry again for leaving you guys hanging TT but hey, i will see you tomorrow with a brand new chapter ♡
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 lee heeseung, your neighbour upstairs, has his weird approaches to romance
ꮚ ◞ ˕ ◟꒱ lhs x f!r ♡ language, profanities reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated
one two three four five (+tba)
sru says sorry for the late update and the unfunny ass chapter, college is really kicking my ass TT but heads up tho, hee and y/n are meeting the next episode ^^ !!
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 lee heeseung, your neighbour upstairs, has his weird approaches to romance
ꮚ ◞ ˕ ◟꒱ lhs x f!r ♡ language, profanities reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated
one two three four five (+tba)
sru says sorry for the late update and the unfunny ass chapter, college is really kicking my ass TT but heads up tho, hee and y/n are meeting the next episode ^^ !!
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 lee heeseung, your neighbour upstairs, has his weird approaches to romance
ꮚ ◞ ˕ ◟꒱ lhs x f!r ♡ language, profanities reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated
one two three four five (+tba)
sru says sorry for the late update and the unfunny ass chapter, college is really kicking my ass TT but heads up tho, hee and y/n are meeting the next episode ^^ !!
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 lee heeseung, your neighbour upstairs, has his weird approaches to romance
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one two three four (+tba)
sru says not my best episode cause i did this in a hurry :( i wanna take it more slow burn if you couldn't tell already and thats why hee and reader haven't met yet! but fret not, they are gonna soon >:)
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 lee heeseung, your neighbour upstairs, has his weird approaches to romance
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one two three four (+tba)
sru says not my best episode cause i did this in a hurry :( i wanna take it more slow burn if you couldn't tell already and thats why hee and reader haven't met yet! but fret not, they are gonna soon >:)
𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 lee heeseung, your neighbour upstairs, has his weird approaches to romance
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one two three four (+tba)
sru says not my best episode cause i did this in a hurry :( i wanna take it more slow burn if you couldn't tell already and thats why hee and reader haven't met yet! but fret not, they are gonna soon >:)
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