โauthor note: i hope you can tell that time passed in some of these...
pairing: f4!jay x rich!reader x rich!riki
synopsis: Returning to school after a โwell-deservedโ trip, you find a red card waiting for you in your locker setting your entire school against you. All from the one person you thought would always be on your side. Now stuck between two of your closest friends one who suddenly wants nothing to do with you and one who wants to be next to you through it all.
You all had hit the slopes early, something about fresh snow being better. It all felt the same whenever you landed on your butt as far as you could tell. You tried to ask why they didn't bring the others but all you got was a shrug.
The rest of the morning was spent in races initiated by Riki and entertained by Heeseung. You and Wonyoung decided after failing on the bunny slopes you were better suited as cheerleaders. It was mid-afternoon when Wonyoung let you know her mentor texted her about a "fashion emergency" and had to leave. You sat by watching your friends brave the steeper slopes; they'd go so far you'd lose track of them. Taking solace in the cafe nearby ordering you and your friends your favorite drinks. With no Wonyoung, all you could do was doom-scroll until they came back up on the lift. You opened Twitter deciding to post some of the cute photos you had taken throughout the day. The sound of a bell chime and familiar voices instinctively made you raise your head. โJake? Sunghoon?โ a giant grin spread across his face. Jake bounds over to you his excitement more reassuring than you think he knows. He squeezes you tight before letting go โThere you are! We were starting to think Riki made you up.โ Behind him Sunghoon walks over with their own drinks a lazy smirk on his otherwise serene face. โHey Y/N.โ You quickly hug him before stopping yourself from asking. It was a force of habit if you see them Jay usually wasnโt far behind.
The sign of people coming through the door tore the attention away from you. Heeseung and Riki stumble in, they spot you and the boys straight away naturally you all fall in to rhythm itโs almost like old times. The loud chatter of friends, bets and competition hung loosely in the air, the quick playful jabs at each other. Eventually you find yourself on the slopes again waiting for the lift. Sunghoon took on teaching you after assuring that he could get you off the bunny slopes at least. The notifications of your forgotten post remind you to pressure the boys to post. Youโre sure half the replies are from their fans asking for more pictures. Their groans of annoyance ring out โYou think I want to have to tell you to post? I feel like your social media manager at this point.โ You click one of the notifs. Immediate regret floods your body. You still had Jay's notifications on against your better judgment. He didn't post much anyway, except today apparently. You subconsiusly went to check your messages. Clearly he was active; maybe he texted you. You hated how hope fluttered in your chest. Your message, unread and unanswered, stared back at you. You had opened Twitter before you could think about it more. His post was sweet; he looked like he was having fun with her. An uncomfortable knot of resentment twists in your stomach, maybe you were more upset about the stint in front of the elevator than you thought.
โGuys, Iโm starting to get cold,โ you say, tearing yourself away from your phone, mentioning it to no one in particular. You look up to see all your friends buried in their phones with the same frustrated look more than a simple post should garner, and your anxiety rises. Your chest tightening as discomfort strikes you. โUh, guys, everything okay?โ Riki was the first to break the sudden group-wide trance: โHuh?โ โI asked if everything was okay?โ He quickly let out a sigh as he explained that Jay wanted to see if they were still meeting at the hot springs. You responded before thinking; it was unlike you.
โDid you guys still want to go?โ You shouldโve taken the silence and shared glances as a sign to cut your losses. Somehow, you ended up in the private springs of Jayโs family hotel with no Wonyoung and a smug Giselle perched directly next to him. Him who canโt answer a text, him whoโd rather give you the silent treatment than tell you what changed, him who canโt even look you in the eye. Thatโs okay, you don't want to either. Two can play at that game. Yes, it was childish but wasnโt that what this entire situation was?
It should be easy enough. Jake kept the atmosphere light with his jokes, letting the otherwise awkward tension blow away.ย
You almost couldnโt feel the sensation of someoneโs eyes trained on you. Almost. You need a distraction, something, someone. Heeseung and Riki left you to find drinks and snacks over 20 minutes ago with no idea of when theyโd be back. Sunghoon was stuck on a business call, something about the winter Olympics? Jake was too busy trying to stop himself from falling over the edge of the pool from laughing at his own jokes. You were growing restless; it isnโt like you to leave a friendship in such a grey area. So why couldnโt you turn around and ask him why? Your chest felt tight, a mix of longing and frustration making it hard to focus on anything else.ย
โSecured the goods!โ Heeseungโs booming voice breaks your inner turmoil, bringing you back to the moment. He and Riki come in carrying everyoneโs preferences and a โspecial treatโ as he put it. โYes! Oh, you guys know what we have to play with thisโ Jake grinned, waving the bottles of vodka around.ย
Truth or dare: only two rules.
When youโre asked truth or dare, you MUST answer truthfully or complete the dare if you choose to forfeit you take two shots.
You can ask anyone youโd like, even if they were asked beforehand. Simple enough, right?
Jake started. He asked a stupid question to Heeseung, โWho was your last hookup?โ he grumbled, annoyed yet still answered, โKarina, she got clingy afterwards, had to cut her off.โย Hee said dismissively shaking his head at thought.
Giselle shifted in her seat, clearly taken aback. You guessed that she had heard from Karina, the story must've been different if her face was any tell. You and she make eye contact, a sorry look written over your expression, only to be met with a hard one as she whips her head around, putting up her wall again. No one seems to notice besides you. Heeseung continues the game pressing the next victim, โJay, what made you post today?โ Jay answers quickly, not skipping a beat, โI donโt know? I took good pictures and wanted to post.โ His voice was tight and curt as if heโd had this conversation before. You felt a flicker of defensive heat, wondering if Jay's quick answer hid something deeper, yet you stayed silent.
Jay tries to change the subject quickly, asking Riki who has settled in the hot spring next to you. โRiki, have you ever caught feelings for someone you shouldnโt have?โ
The tension in the room thickens in an instant, and suddenly everyone zeros in on Rikiโs answer and Jayโs tone. The inflection, the unspoken weight behind their words-it's more than just a game. โNo.โ It's direct, straight to the point, like his stare into the older boyโs eyes, unyielding. Jay wants to say more, you can see at the tip of his tongue, but he canโt because now itโs Rikiโs turn, and heโs a loose cannon. โJay, why are you avoiding y/n?โ The air feels like it leaves your body as you wait for his answer.
You're sure that if you could see yourself right now, you would look like desperation personified. Riki's question feels like a spotlight on your own hidden doubts, though you werenโt sure if you were ready to hear the answer. Jayโs face is rigid. One would think he was unfazed, but you know better; it struck a chord. His eyes run over Rikiโs face, littered with words you donโt understand, before he decides to knock back the shots and goes back to avoiding all contact once again, no more lingering stares.
Giselle takes in the room, the thick tension upheld by the silence, and she puts on the face you're used to, the one thatโll do what it takes to get ahead. โIโll take Jayโs turn, Y/N, have you ever had feelings for someone in this room?โ The question takes you off guard-youโre a spluttering mess, and sheโs enjoying it. Everyoneโs eyes are focused on you, waiting for an answer or even an implied answer. Itโs not fair; youโre not sure how to answer a question with no answer. So you donโt, you take the two shots. You ignore Rikiโs concerned face as you take a third. You shrug, not wanting to think about it. But Giselle isnโt finished; she eggs on, โ Thatโs an answer you know. So who is it? Actually, can I guessโโ
Sunghoon chirps in, โDrop it, Giselle. Letโs just drop this game entirely, not enough alcoholic shots are being taken in the first place.โ He looks over at Jake, giving him a slight nod before squeezing your shoulder, reassuring you.
Smoothly, Jake starts another game. Youโre grateful for the distraction as you focus on your breathingโfocus on what you can control. You wonโt let it control you, not in front of her, not in front of them. A constant pressure settles on your back, the unspoken understanding. Rikiโs the only one besides you who knows. Only finding out a month prior, you always assumed it was just overstimulation. Still, when a room spins, and you wake up in a hospital bed with four attending doctors all discussing you, youโre bound to get a diagnosis one way or another: anxiety disorder. You still arenโt used to the panic attacks that come with it, and youโre not sure if you ever will. For now, you keep breathing.
ย The new game enthralls everyone, taking shots whenever they mess up. Youโre not sure how long itโs been going on, but the new upbeat mood provides the perfect cover when you leave to enter the lodgeโthe shots having a greater effect on you than you thought. You stumble in finding a quiet corner with two chairs facing a window, showing the wintry grounds and the perfectly lined hedges, topped with a layer of snow. Any other time, you would appreciate the view, but the sound of approaching footsteps distracts you. Heโs here, the pink tinge to his cheeks tells you he must've lost a couple rounds of Jakeโs game, but he was always able to hold his liquor better than you, so what do you know.
ย
โCan I sit?โ Three words that shouldnโt make you feel fuzzy inside, yet they doโthe first sentence heโs said to you in 3 months.
โPlease.โ So he does. What now? You rack your brain, all youโve asked for was a chance to talk, and now that you have it? Nothing. You donโt want to, maybe then you can keep pretending as if there was nothing ever wrong.ย
You both sit there, the silence stretching over you as you listen to the sounds of each otherโs breaths. Itโs comfortable, itโs familiar. You missed this. God, youโve missed this. The falling flakes remind you of Christmas spent together, making cookies in the kitchen for โSantaโ or when you wished youโd never have to leave your friend. Itโs too much, โJay,โ you have to stop. You can hear the emotion on the edge of your voice, and you refuse to let him see you like that; he doesnโt get that version of you. Not anymore. โY/N..โ The familiar heat from earlier is back. Heโs looking at your side profile, probably searching for any hint of the person he knew inside and out. You speak finally, โIโll be honest, I donโt really want to hear an excuse. I miss you. I want to know whatโs wrong, why youโve changed, but I donโt deserve to be treated like a human plague.โ
Youโre looking at him fully now; he was already looking at you. His eyes usually held a calmness you always sought โ a place youโd never been but could only dream of visiting. Now they are cloudy, unreadable. He breathes in deep, โI just have a lot going on,โ He exhales, his eyes sweeping over your face, looking for an emotion, a hint of your thoughts. You will yourself not to look broken like he didnโt take the last of your hope with him when he uttered those words, โI thought youโd say that,โ letting a tired sigh leave your lips. Nothing. All he is is a closed book. You turn, getting up from the chair, the view ruined and your mood. He sits up abruptly,
โWhy are you mad at me?โ Frustration laced through every word.ย
You snap, โWhy am I mad?โ The tension is taking its toll. โShouldnโt I be asking you that? Youโre not answering my texts; you treat me like an outsider, as if I havenโt been there for you through thick and thin. Suddenly, you canโt stand to be in a room with me? You talk to Giselle of all people about your problems? I donโt know who you are anymore and I'm starting to question if I ever did.โ You donโt let him answer. Ignore the bleak look on his face. Youโre over it. He can tell that to whoever he wants.ย
Youโre back outside, grabbing your things before you know it. Now you donโt want to be here. You donโt want to be around Jay. You feel him before you hear him, as usual. The chatter of your tipsy friends helping disguise his footsteps. Riki is by your side in an instant. โYou okay?โ he asks, his dark eyebrows pulled together in concern. You realize itโs how heโs looked at you this entire trip, how they all have, everyone on eggshells around you and Jay, and itโs all your fault.ย
โThis was a mistake, Riki..โ
โWhat? What was a mistake?โ His furrowed brows deepened by the second.
โMe, being on this trip, I appreciate the sentiment, but I donโt think I can do it. I canโt deal with this anymore,โ You say, locking eyes with your friend, hoping he can see how this hurts you, how much it takes to step away from people you considered the closest to you.ย
โYouโre shiveringโโ โRikiโโ โPlease,โ his voice desperate as he juts out his hands, using them to warm up your shaking arms. You had forgotten you were only in your swimsuit and a towel. Youโre reminded of the frigid air around you. โCan we talk about this at the hotel? Let me walk you back?โย
Riki wasnโt gonna give up; you knew better, so you let him give a warm smile, and watched as a faint color spread across his cheeks, taking the place of the concerned expression youโd gotten used to. A welcome change. He leaves for a moment to grab his own jacket as you place your snow pants over your bottoms and finish throwing on your coat. Stopping in front of you, almost drowning in the hood of his coat, you canโt help but giggle at his appearance. You make an effort to stand on your tiptoes to take the hood out of his face. Working in tandem, he brings the sides of your jacket together and zips you up, sealing in the warmth you didnโt know you were missing. Could you really leave this friendship behind, too? Youโre not sure, but you know Riki doesnโt deserve the same treatment youโve gotten.
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โauthor note: So we all know, it's been very hard to continue the story especially with how big his part in the story is. It hurts but i will forever write about enhypen's heeseung.
pairing: f4!jay x rich!reader x rich!riki
synopsis: Returning to school after a โwell-deservedโ trip, you find a red card waiting for you in your locker setting your entire school against you. All from the one person you thought would always be on your side. Now stuck between two of your closest friends one who suddenly wants nothing to do with you and one who wants to be next to you through it all.
โauthor note: Iโm not even gonna make an excuse Iโm sure you can tell from some ss I started but lost motivation but Iโm gonna try to finish this smau im ngl I just need them out of Switzerland ๐ญ๐ญ
pairing: f4!jay x rich!reader x rich!riki
synopsis: Returning to school after a โwell-deservedโ trip, you find a red card waiting for you in your locker setting your entire school against you. All from the one person you thought would always be on your side. Now stuck between two of your closest friends one who suddenly wants nothing to do with you and one who wants to be next to you through it all.
Being left on read by Jay was expected, but finding Riki coddled up in the blankets of your bed was not. Yet there he was sound asleep in the solace you had been looking forward to after a sudden day out. It shouldnโt have surprised you, you both always shared everything even if you didnโt need to.
When you met you quickly learned Rikiโs affection choice was quality time and gift giving. It's more that he wouldnโt let you forget, he would constantly give you small gifts in exchange for giving him information about the school or even just talking to him outside the f4 club room. You thought it was sweet the first couple of times until it happened so often that you became so concerned that you finally asked why he kept bringing seemingly random gifts.
โI donโt know, I just want to.โ He told you as if it was the most obvious thing in the world
Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, you assured him that he didnโt have to. All he did was shrug his shoulders, and walk away leaving you to watch his taller frame go. The conversation obviously did nothing as he continued on with his giving ways but it was something you learned to accept. As well as his constant want to be around his friends. Even if it was to sit in silence heโd rather it be with another person.
Wonyoung had dropped you off later than expected though you were jet lagged you didnโt feel it. in fact the time seemed to pass in a blur. Wony doing her best to make you forget your so-called best friend avoiding you like his life depended on it. She tried her best but the memory still lingered in your mind and disappointment would flash over your features, the overbearing thoughts being swept to the side by her stories and laughter at the rookie mistakes she had made while designing with her mentor. Catching up with each other had gone into the night letting you free from the events of the morning.
You enter the doors of the hotel trudging your tired body to the front desk. You pick up your room key from the way-to-cheerful-for-nearly-12-in-the-morning receptionist and head straight for the elevators. With your luggage dragging behind you, passing a few lingering guests each in their own bubble. Maybe they were like you, having too much on their mind to rest or simply wanted to get the full use of the amenities they paid so much for. Before you could ponder any longer a ding sounds from the elevator signaling its arrival. Youโre met with the sight of Giselleโฆโoh right she cameโ you thought to yourself. A friendly tight-lipped smile is naturally placed on your face when you two make eye contact. โY/N? โ she asks with a slight irk in her voice or at least thatโs what it sounds like to you.
Truthfully you have nothing against her, She just always seemed to have a dislike for you since you transferred.
How you met was unconventional in a way. In your first week at Decelis Academy you had met her outside the boysโ โclub roomโโtaking pictures with the door. You patiently waited for her to finish when she dropped her pose to stare at you. The sudden intense atmosphere and less than impressed expression plastered on her face showed she may have been annoyed by the impromptu audience โDid you need something?โ the attitude evident in her tone โThis is F4โs club room right?โ The question was rhetorical it was obvious it was from the numerous confessions lining the corridor that led to the room. โYes-โ โGreat, Jay made his directions confusing as hell. Shouldโve asked Heeโ you mumble stepping past Giselle to enter the club room.
Reaching for the handle you were instead met with Giselleโs uniform. Looking up to meet the eyes of the sudden intrusion โUm, did you need something-โ you begin to ask โWhat makes you think you can just walk in there.โ her lip quirked up in disgust. โI didnโt know Iโd have to pass through security to see my friends,โ you said. Letting out an awkward laugh in an effort to ease the tension. โ Friends? Arenโt you the new transfer? Thereโs no way youโre โfriendsโ with the f4. making quotations in the air whenever she said the word friends. Honestly, it irked you a little bit but you let her continue on her rant. โThey only talk to each other.โ She stated matter of factly โMmm and how exactly do you know thatโ quirking an eyebrow at her conclusive statement โi know everything about the f4โ she declares proudly. โNot everything, clearlyโ a low voice sounded down the corridor.
Whipping your head toward the voice, you focus your eyes on the new addition to the conversation. โJAY!โ you squeal as you jog into his awaiting arms, wrapping you in one of his bone-crushing hugs you hadnโt felt in so long. You finally separate, his arms still holding onto your waistโyours hung around his neck. His signature smirk settled on his face you could spot it no matter where you were โI knew you missed me.โ his cockiness took over the sweet moment earning him a push to his chest and hearty laughter from the boy.
โYou just had to ruin itโ you respond, restraining the eye roll you want to do involuntarily.
โYouโre the one who wanted to keep lying about it.โ throwing his arm over your shoulder, you grab his hand automatically wrapping the other around his waist. He tugs you in bringing you closer to him as you walk back down the hall
โI would never give you that satisfaction.โ You chip in glancing up at him with a scowl on your lips. His unoccupied hand takes your chin in it โAww donโt get mad at me now princessโ You push the pesky hand away.
โYOUโRE DOING IT AGAINโ
โDoing what?โ his eyebrows scrunch together and his lips come together in a pout, putting on an innocent faรงade. His favorite face to pull whenever you'd both get in trouble as kids.
โCalling me weird names!โ you exclaim turning away from the piercing eye contact you had somehow accidentally started
โPrincess?โ
โWhat? Does it make you flustered? Hmm, princess?โ he questions while his head bobs around trying to continue your impromptu staring contest
โBe serious Jongseongโ
โOoh, my government name I must be right thenโ a smug smile taking the place of his faรงade.
Before you know it youโre in front of a bewildered Giselle her arms crossed tightly over her chest avoiding eye contact with you both. โshe might be embarrassed. Itโs not like she knewโฆโ Jay doesnโt spare the girl a glance simply walking past her to the club room door. Giving her a reassuring smile to verify you wouldnโt take any of this to heart she reciprocates a half smile then with quick steps makes her escape. You didnโt realize you had been watching her departing figure until Jay taps you on your shoulder and ushers you inside the room.
That leads you to the awkward situation here today. You havenโt spoken to the girl much in the past 3 years youโve gone to the school together even if you were in the same room. It was as if it was some unspoken rule. โGiselle! Riki told me you and Jay had planned this getawayโ hope I didnโt intrude or anything. Niki invited me so I thought he got the clear from everyoneโฆโ you ramble on until Giselle cuts you off โNo itโs honestly fine, Jay and Riki seemed a little tense in the car I guess I know why nowโ she remarks with a chuckle at the end. You shift uncomfortably at the information. She seems to notice as she quickly blurts out โOh Iโm not saying it's your fault of course. You know how guys can get they probably just had a petty disagreementโ you would have believed her front if the slight twinge of excitement in her voice didnโt come through as she said it. You flinch at the unexpected tone. Rolling her shoulders back with a slight shrug โI guess Jay will tell me later, he always doesโ she mutters but loud enough for you to hear. A couple of months ago you would have scoffed at her words. But now youโre not even sure if you could.
The elevator doors had officially closed out your quickest escape plan. Your eyes start to wander around not exactly sure what to say to her any longer. Not really wanting to talk about your business with someone who is technically a stranger. The vibration of Giselleโs phone catches your attention, you let out a sigh of relief at the opening to take your leave. She reaches into the pockets of her cardigan, her eyes quickly scanning the screen
โOh itโs Jay Iโm gonna take this, donโt get lost Y/N the hotel is pretty big.โ She points out as she walks toward the doors of the hotel to answer Jayโs call. You send her a slight wave and a tight-lipped smile in thanks for the information you never asked forโ once again. She seems to have a habit of that. Telling people things they didnโt ask about.
Closing your eyes you take another deep breath in, and busy yourself with the elevator buttons before overthinking can get the best of you. You step inside, the black marble and gold accented designs make the short trip bearable giving you something else to focus on for a while. Before you know it youโre at your suite door. You fish around in your pocket for the keycard, quickly unlocking it to hopefully crash as soon as possible.
You look around the suite as the grand entrance welcomes you, leading to an open area housing the kitchen and living room, everything adorned in that same color scheme of the elevator, black and gold. Though it was dark and modern it still felt homey in its own way. It seemed like Riki didnโt put your room number to use as the hotel still looked like the pristine condition you expected it in before Riki asked. Dragging your suitcase behind you, you enter the bedroom and soon figure out why he asked for it. The room was decorated with balloons and streamers all over, a giant happy birthday sign hung from the ceiling. You chuckle to yourself thinking about his struggle of getting the sign up there. Yes, he was tall but the ceiling in here was too tall even for him.
He must have fallen asleep while waiting for you. The sound of ruffling sheets makes you turn around. You meet Rikiโs droopy eyes still adjusting to the lighting of the room. โShit Y/N, I didnโt mean to fall asleep.โ Rubbing his face in his hands to wake himself up โRiki itโs really fine,โ You say getting up from your seat on the bed โWhat time is it?โ a stressed look overtakes his face and you canโt help but laugh lightly at the way he looks right now. Reminds you of a kid late for school with his hair splayed in different ways and evident drowsiness. โItโs 11:55โ โOk good close your eyesโ
โI'm too young to die Riki.โ That makes him quirk a smile. You didnโt know you missed it so much โok ok hurry up,โ he says, closing your eyes you wait patiently even when you hear suspicious noises. You finally open your eyes when you hear the tune of the happy birthday song come out in your friendโs voice. Cracking a smile youโre not sure you could put away if you tried. You quickly blow out the candles โWoah, woah, woah, why are you crying?โ his hands are swiping away the fallen tears before he knows it. He chases your own wandering eyes with his,
โIโm sorry and thank you, Riki. Thank you so much.โ
โHey don't get all sentimental on me nowโ he says lightheartedly.
โYou might hate me later if i guessed the wrong flavor for this cakeโ
โNever. Unless it's banana.โ
โauthor note: heyyyy yalllll...update!
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pairing: f4!jay x rich!reader x rich!riki
synopsis: Returning to school after a โwell-deservedโ trip, you find a red card waiting for you in your locker setting your entire school against you. All from the one person you thought would always be on your side. Now stuck between two of your closest friends one who suddenly wants nothing to do with you and one who wants to be next to you through it all.
a/n: i have no excuses its been a year since i updated this account and i swear havenโt abandoned red card i just lost inspo but it will be coming back soon :(
Convenience. That's all this was. Just convenient.
At least that's what you both called it. He was always there and so were you. Catching the others stare across a room, an intentional touch of the hand, a swift text, was all it took for your agreement to activate. To be there, whether thatโs as a listening ear or a fix you would come running. You always told yourself you could quit if you wanted to. You didnโt need him and he didnโt need you. That was the deal, if either of you felt like this was no longer a deal of convenience, it ended. You were sure it would never be you. The life of an idol was too busy you had schedules, tours, and practice. How could it work? Youโre sure he felt the same way, maybe even 10x more. He was the leader of his group risking everything for convenience would be stupid. you couldn't blame him. Passing him in the company halls was torturous enough with the longing glances. Your members had started to notice you looked far off at practice when you were usually the most focused, a perfectionist. They would talk to you and tried to gauge your mind but it was futile when all you responded with were โ I'm fineโ โIt's nothingโ and โI'm just tiredโ. You tried to tell yourself again it wasnโt the fact you hadnโt seen him in weeks. That you missed his smile, the way he held your hand, the look in his eyes as if you were the only two in the world. It wasnโt that, you were sure, so you kept practicing putting that feeling into the choreography. This comeback was important, your group still had to prove themselves to the company. You didnโt have time to get caught up on a boy.
Your group members left reluctantly pushing you to go home with them and get rest but you refused. You reassured them youโd practice for another hour and head home. That was the plan. Seeing a familiar face wasnโt, you heard his group leave a little after your own. You were sure he went with them. There was no reason for him to stay. And just like before you fell into his embrace. You were stronger than this, there was no way you were submitting this easily. You pushed his arms down taking the chance to finally see the face you had wondered about -- daydreamed about. He looked different. You werenโt sure how or what but one thing was the same. The look in his eyes was the same; it made you feel as if it was only the two of you in the room. The one that made you realize this was no longer convenient for you. It was burdensome. The thought of not only bringing down your own group but his as well because you couldnโt handle this just being a passing moment in your life.
You had the words, you thought about exactly what youโd say to end this doomed affair. But as you stared into his eyes nothing but tears filled your own. Sinking down to the practice room floors you let your tears flow freely. Everything you had held back came rushing forward. You feel the soft palms of his hands touch your face. He wipes away the heated tears staining your cheeks. You keep your head down knowing if you lift your head youโd break even more. โWe canโt keep doing thisโ you finally push out
โWhat? Y/N look at me.โ shaking your head you continue โNo, Jungwon I broke the ruleโฆI broke it so long ago.โ โY/N-โ You could hear the pity in his voice and it hurt, it hurt so badly you wanted to rewind time and take your words back. Oh how you wish you never said anything but you know this was the best outcome for the both of you. โIโm sorry, I know I promised. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. You were crying harder than before. You thought about all of your secret rendezvous, never daring to go further than a long embrace. If you think about it seems you both were always too afraid to blur the line anymore than you already had. The silence was long, suffocating. Your tears dried up leaving you with a dry throat. You're not sure how much time passed, you werenโt even sure if Jungwon was still there. Refusing to possibly make contact with him if he was. You were sure youโd sit there in the stuffy practice room forever if it meant you wouldnโt have to face him. He broke the stiff silence โHow long?โ his voice as soothing a you remember it โWhatโ you croak out still hoarse from crying for who knows how long
โHow long ago did โthisโ stop being an agreement for youโ
โWonie- Jungwon-โ
โPlease Y/N just tell meโ
โI'm not sureโฆsince the beginning? Near the end? I'm not sure. Why canโt you just let me go?โ
โI don't want to let you go. Why should I.โ His voice is still as stable as ever โcanโt i be selfish for once?โ
You looked at him for the first time since the start of the conversation โWhat arenโt you getting? Jungwon, feelings are involved somewhere they never should have been. Itโs not worth it.โ You blurted. You tried to ignore the hurt in his eyes. Jungwon always held all his emotions in his eyes. It was easy to tell when he was happy, angry, sad, and concerned. You loved it but right now you wished you couldnโt see how your words affected him. Maybe it would give you more backbone.
Regret instantly filled your body as you watched him stand to his full height and leave the room. He said nothing. The sting of your words hit you. It was really over. Youโre not sure how long you stayed there that night or how you went home. It was a blur. How you wish the memories of his hurt face would be too. But it sat there every time you closed your eyes. You were reminded of how you caused his pain.
a/n: this is honestly self-indulgent I wrote this so long ago when he did his unboxing live and wrote it all in one-night ๐ซฃ but I'm just now getting around to editing and revising it I hope you like it and think I did my man justice๐ซ
Youโre not sure when you fell asleep nor the reason
maybe it was from the lulling sound of his fingers tapping away at his keyboard or the low hum of the song he was working so diligently on. Your brain may not have figured it out but your body was perfectly in tune with the reason. It was the comfort he gave you simply from his presence. The safety you never thought youโd feel from a person. Yet here, someone who represented that sat in your line of sight. Even in your sleepy daze, your eyes find him. A small smile on your face at the sight of him reassuring your body that your home was nearby and allowing you to drift back to sleep.
Jiung was lost in his song, leaned back in his desk chair, eyes closed, trying to figure out what was missing from his passionate side project. Going over the lyrics in his head before a tsk is released from his mouth. His head dropped in his hands as he took a spin around in his chair from the sheer power he put into his act of frustration. Looking up heโs met with the view of your sleeping figure, quiet snores slipping from your lips. His heart picks up for another reason.
Making his way over to you he starts to examine your facial features he believes he never got to see enough. Something he blames on his idol life. If it was up to him he knows he would never stop admiring you. Memorizing you so well inside and out, he could describe every beauty mark and crevice in detail. He didnโt notice but his hand had started naturally gravitating towards yours and had already made itself comfortable. Looking down at your intertwined fingers mentally saving this memory of you one heโd come back to when he couldnโt see you in person or missed you too much to put into words.
You and Jiung had never clarified what you are. You were comfortable with the intimate touches and the more than friend-like things you said to each other. You both thought just being there for each other was the right fit. So nothing was out of the ordinary when he proceeded to place a tender kiss on your forehead effectively waking you out of your partial slumber and you clasping your arms around his neck drawing him closer to you. His arms instinctively draping around your figure your face buried in his neck you mutter โI'm sorryโ he slightly pulls away to see your face โfor whatโ almost in a whisper โfor falling asleep, I just wanted to see you so bad I didnโt sleep so well these past few daysโ you say with a yawn.
Jiung canโt help but find your stretched face adorable taking this chance to bury his face in the crevice of your neck pressing soft kisses to the skin. He sighs, the hot air brushing against the previously adorned skin โNo, I'm sorry I made you lose sleep.โ Grasping his face in your hands youโre finally able to see him clearly after the sleep in your system somewhat started to subside. Coming face to face with an equally as tired boy the stress of his schedule weighing heavily on his expression โIt seems like we both lost sleepโ the playful tone sitting on the end of your words. A deep chuckle is heard from him and a genuine smile, something you havenโt seen in what feels like forever as he snuggles into your hands, kissing the wrist.
โYou have no ideaโ the smile still playing on his lips โComeโ is all you say as you stand from the small couch in his studio. You pushed the blanket he had placed on you sometime during your nap earlier while saving him from the squatting position he had been in this whole time. Your intertwined hands are being used to your advantage, his side project seemingly forgotten as you drag him to the living room couch of his dorm making you both sit. His eyes trailed behind you as he allowed you to do whatever plan you had suddenly thought of. The lovestruck expression on Jiung's face during this interaction was hard to mistake it was obvious to anyone who saw him, he couldnโt hide it if he wanted to.
Yet you didnโt notice, you were too busy settling the blanket between the two of you, making it as even as possible. Your hands had been released sometime during the shuffling but they found their way back as they always do but this time itโs accompanied by his hand guiding your chin to press a slow but short kiss to your lips the type that leaves your lips parted and a slight heave in your chest. A squeeze on your hand brings you back down and your gaze is directed at him who seems unfazed by the unsaid words that were present in the kiss his eyes trained on the TV in front โlook forward this is important for laterโ referring to the movie he had put on in your mental outing.
As the movie progressed you switched to partially sitting in his lap. Your legs are thrown over his. your head finding solace neck as he makes soft circles on your back. He knows when he hears the same soft snores he heard earlier in the night you had drifted off. Shifting you to his bedroom shouldโve been easy yet how was he supposed to follow his original plan when you say โletโs just stay hereโฆpleaseโ His body makes another decision for him that night. Laying his body next to yours, Your limbs start to fall into place, fitting together like pieces of a puzzle. Your back pressed to his chest, heartbeats synchronizing with each other as his brain becomes hyperaware of the rise and fall of your body remembering your breathing to be his best lullaby successfully letting him have the precious sleep he had been missing in your absence.
ยฉhoonsangelโplease donโt repost, copy, or translate any of my works
Enhypen 02z reacting to you asking them: Would you still love me if I was a worm?
warnings: none really I think
genre: fluff, humor (?), hcs (IDK MANE)
parings: 02z x gn!reader
Jay โก ๋ฐ์ข ์ฑ
A flat-out no
โJayโฆI have a questionโ
โIs it an actual question or one of your hypothetical questionsโ
โOk my hypothetical questions are still validโ
โYes valid, but ridiculous.โ
โJust answer the question. Would youโand I mean I have to beโa worm. Would you still love me?โ
โNoโ Jay doesnโt even look up from his computer when he says it.
โYou didnโt even think about it!โ
โI didnโt have to.โ he deadpans
โJay!โ
โThink about it logically if you were a worm you most likely wouldnโt have the ability to reciprocate feelings it would just be painful for meโ
โSo youโre not even gonna try?โ You respond
โSelf-preservation my love.โ He retorts pressing a kiss to your cheek before he leaves the living room letting you process what you were just told.
Jake โก ์ฌ์ฌ์ค
Textbook boyfriend answer
โJake!โ You callout
He answers back with a grunt seemingly coming from his room.
You make your way through the dorm to his and Jayโs shared room. There you see your boyfriend playing league drowned in enemies. Heeseung must have finally convinced him.
โJakeโ you voiced out again in an attempt to alert him of your presence
It jolts him out of his game-induced frustration once he recognizes your voice.
โOh babe, when did you get here?โ His eyes still focused on the screen in front of him
โJust a while ago, finish your game Iโll wait.โ
โOk, give me like 5 mins weโre about to lose anyway. I told Heeseung Hyung I wouldnโt be much helpโ he explains.
You scrolled on TikTok while waiting for him to finish when you see a trend of girlfriends asking their boyfriends stupid questions just to get a reaction out of them. You knew jake would probably give you some scientific lesson about how worms and humans could never love each other but you thought youโd try anyway. So when Jake crawled next to you in his bed, sprawling his body across yours, laying his head on your chest, his eyes closed. You took it as an opportunity.
Poking him on his cheek till he finally looked up at you, you ask โIf I was a worm would you still love me?โ. It seemed like hours passed as the boy just looks at you with a blank stare. As if he was purely confused about what you just asked. A couple more seconds and you were gonna run out of there. Jake seems to come back to his senses because just as you were gonna call it all off he mutters โYea, I wouldโ. With no further explanation, he lies his head back on your chest, cuddling into your side, and drifts off to sleep. You look at your boyfriend, mouth agape at his simple conclusion. You concluded doing TikTok trends was not for the weak.
Sunghoon โก ๋ฐ์ฑํ
Would debate with you
โYou just said if I was a worm you would step on me!โ
โCause worms are disgusting!โ
โOk but itโs me??!โ
โI wouldnโt know that though!โ
โStill!โ
โIf I saw you as a worm youโd probably been on the sidewalk so youโre either dried out or stepped on already!
โHoon, worms live in the dirt!โ
โIโm not watching out for worms in the dirt, they shouldโve dug deeper!โ
โIโm dating a worm murder.โ
โSo if I was worm you would date me?โ he asks.
โNo, ew why would I do that?โ You remarked
โSee you wouldnโt either!โ
โOk, but I didnโt say I would murder you!โ
โItโs more self-defense.โ
โAgainst a worm?โ
โI donโt know you could have diseases.โ
โDiseases? Now I'm a diseased worm!โ
โMaybe!โ
that argument went on for an hour just for you both to come to the decision youโd just be diseased worms together if it came down to it.
โa/n: this is such an old trend but I started thinking about it then I wrote it and here we are ูฉ(หแห*)ู โก. I kinda liked making these (headcannons) might do em more often,,,
a/n: this is honestly self-indulgent I wrote this so long ago when he did his unboxing live and wrote it all in one-night ๐ซฃ but I'm just now getting around to editing and revising it I hope you like it and think I did my man justice๐ซ
Youโre not sure when you fell asleep nor the reason
maybe it was from the lulling sound of his fingers tapping away at his keyboard or the low hum of the song he was working so diligently on. Your brain may not have figured it out but your body was perfectly in tune with the reason. It was the comfort he gave you simply from his presence. The safety you never thought youโd feel from a person. Yet here, someone who represented that sat in your line of sight. Even in your sleepy daze, your eyes find him. A small smile on your face at the sight of him reassuring your body that your home was nearby and allowing you to drift back to sleep.
Jiung was lost in his song, leaned back in his desk chair, eyes closed, trying to figure out what was missing from his passionate side project. Going over the lyrics in his head before a tsk is released from his mouth. His head dropped in his hands as he took a spin around in his chair from the sheer power he put into his act of frustration. Looking up heโs met with the view of your sleeping figure, quiet snores slipping from your lips. His heart picks up for another reason.
Making his way over to you he starts to examine your facial features he believes he never got to see enough. Something he blames on his idol life. If it was up to him he knows he would never stop admiring you. Memorizing you so well inside and out, he could describe every beauty mark and crevice in detail. He didnโt notice but his hand had started naturally gravitating towards yours and had already made itself comfortable. Looking down at your intertwined fingers mentally saving this memory of you one heโd come back to when he couldnโt see you in person or missed you too much to put into words.
You and Jiung had never clarified what you are. You were comfortable with the intimate touches and the more than friend-like things you said to each other. You both thought just being there for each other was the right fit. So nothing was out of the ordinary when he proceeded to place a tender kiss on your forehead effectively waking you out of your partial slumber and you clasping your arms around his neck drawing him closer to you. His arms instinctively draping around your figure your face buried in his neck you mutter โI'm sorryโ he slightly pulls away to see your face โfor whatโ almost in a whisper โfor falling asleep, I just wanted to see you so bad I didnโt sleep so well these past few daysโ you say with a yawn.
Jiung canโt help but find your stretched face adorable taking this chance to bury his face in the crevice of your neck pressing soft kisses to the skin. He sighs, the hot air brushing against the previously adorned skin โNo, I'm sorry I made you lose sleep.โ Grasping his face in your hands youโre finally able to see him clearly after the sleep in your system somewhat started to subside. Coming face to face with an equally as tired boy the stress of his schedule weighing heavily on his expression โIt seems like we both lost sleepโ the playful tone sitting on the end of your words. A deep chuckle is heard from him and a genuine smile, something you havenโt seen in what feels like forever as he snuggles into your hands, kissing the wrist.
โYou have no ideaโ the smile still playing on his lips โComeโ is all you say as you stand from the small couch in his studio. You pushed the blanket he had placed on you sometime during your nap earlier while saving him from the squatting position he had been in this whole time. Your intertwined hands are being used to your advantage, his side project seemingly forgotten as you drag him to the living room couch of his dorm making you both sit. His eyes trailed behind you as he allowed you to do whatever plan you had suddenly thought of. The lovestruck expression on Jiung's face during this interaction was hard to mistake it was obvious to anyone who saw him, he couldnโt hide it if he wanted to.
Yet you didnโt notice, you were too busy settling the blanket between the two of you, making it as even as possible. Your hands had been released sometime during the shuffling but they found their way back as they always do but this time itโs accompanied by his hand guiding your chin to press a slow but short kiss to your lips the type that leaves your lips parted and a slight heave in your chest. A squeeze on your hand brings you back down and your gaze is directed at him who seems unfazed by the unsaid words that were present in the kiss his eyes trained on the TV in front โlook forward this is important for laterโ referring to the movie he had put on in your mental outing.
As the movie progressed you switched to partially sitting in his lap. Your legs are thrown over his. your head finding solace neck as he makes soft circles on your back. He knows when he hears the same soft snores he heard earlier in the night you had drifted off. Shifting you to his bedroom shouldโve been easy yet how was he supposed to follow his original plan when you say โletโs just stay hereโฆpleaseโ His body makes another decision for him that night. Laying his body next to yours, Your limbs start to fall into place, fitting together like pieces of a puzzle. Your back pressed to his chest, heartbeats synchronizing with each other as his brain becomes hyperaware of the rise and fall of your body remembering your breathing to be his best lullaby successfully letting him have the precious sleep he had been missing in your absence.
ยฉhoonsangelโplease donโt repost, copy, or translate any of my works
