I've been inactive for the past few days here on Tumblr, as you guys can see, and I have been noticing that whenever I go here, I have no intentions to write or interact with anybody at all. I've thought about it for a while and that's when I came to the conclusion that I want to leave Tumblr. Maybe not permanently, let's say, but I just... I don't know how to put this, maybe lost inspiration or satisfaction? kind of. So yeah, that's one of the reasons why I want to leave this platform. I will not deactivate, so don't worry. Also, classes are about to start this week and I wanna focus on my studies first. I wanna find myself and find some relief or comfort somewhere, not here, but out there in the world. My time has come to an end here on this platform, all the writings, moots, and memories will be kept inside my heart and I will cherish them dearly. Thank you for all the things you guys have given me, all the advice and feedback, all of those meant a lot to me. Thank you for everything. I know you guys understand where this is going, so yes... maybe this is goodbye.
⊹ synopsis : Everyday for the past year, the same couple comes into the local coffee shop you work at. And everyday you sit and observe them and their habits. In the most non-creepy way you can. You call it people watching, your best friend calls it stalking. In the events of watching, you can’t help but yearn for the intimacy the two have and find yourself falling for the boy… But are you really? Or is it just because you’re lonely?
⊹ warnings : food pictured + mentioned . angst . fluff . pining . cursing . slow burn . lots of written parts . infidelity mentions .
⊹ pairing : psychmajor!soobin x barista!reader ft. second lead bestfriend!heeseung
⊹ genre : half smau . half written . fluff . dry sense / bad humor . angst (eventually) . college au .
⊹ features : txt . enhypen . somi . soojin from wkly .
⊹ status : finished
⊹ a/n : hi!! i hope you enjoy this smau that originally was just going to be a one-shot of writing. it’s inspired by conan gray’s recent single : people watching. would recommend — conan’s whole discography — but listening to that song specifically. also the video *chef’s kiss*
profiles :
coffee connoisseurs | the brainy bunch | supporting
synopsis; due to some mistakes made by the dorm supervisor, y/n is forced to live with the boy that has tormented her since she was in elementary school. hopefully it’s not as bad as she thinks it’s going to be.
featuring members of; enhypen, tomorrow by together, aespa.
genres; fluff, angst, crack.
warnings; mentions of bullying, language, mentions of pretty bad parents.
disclaimer; these are not actual representations of idols. plz remember that!
started: august 4, 2021
completed: august 25, 2021
profiles; y/n and the crackheads | jay and the menaces
one; oh fuck no.
two; time to drop out.
three; moving day. 《 written》
four; up close.
five; mind ya business.
six; daddy they’re sorry.
seven; day one.
eight; i miss them so much.
nine; he can’t fool me.
ten; back on the bird app.
eleven; hand in marriage.
twelve; ramyeonz
thirteen; the choreo is not for the weak.
fourteen; now wait just a minute.
fifteen; its cuz we’re that good.
sixteen; i’m gonna go verbally assault his ass. 《written》
seventeen; simp mode activated.
eighteen; how did you know my usual coffee order? 《written》
nineteen; delusion is a disease.
twenty; my y/n senses are tingling.
twenty-one; dumbest bitch on the block.
twenty-two; hypocritical roommate check.
twenty-three; fan behavior.
twenty-four; i can’t deal with you right now. 《written》
makes sure the two of you have matching lockscreens of each other
"how about this one?" heeseung asks, showing you a picture from your most recent date.
"is this really necessary?"
"yes, it's necessary. our lockscreens have to match," heeseung pouts and you smile.
"alright, alright. i think this one's pretty cute," you say, showing him two pictures — one of him kissing you on the cheek and the other of you kissing him on the cheek.
"these are perfect! see, i told you we're the cutest," heeseung grins, quickly placing a kiss on your forehead.
"whatever you say, hee," you smile, setting the image as your lockscreen. He sets his before placing your phones beside each other.
"oh, c'mon. admit it."
"fine... i'll admit, we are pretty cute," you grin.
other members below !
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ JAY !
acts cool, is actually a mess
you and jay are studying together in your room, the only sounds being the pages turning of your textbooks and jay's small giggles every time he tosses yet another balled up piece of paper your way.
"park jongseong, we are never going to be done studying if you don't quit playing around," you say and jay laughs, raising his hands in defeat.
"alright, alright. i quit. do you know the answer to this question?" he asks, showing you a problem in his book. when you shake your head 'no' he sighs, reaching for his phone. "i'll just look it up."
he grabs his phone, tapping the screen and shutting his eyes in defeat when his phone doesn't turn on.
"change of plans — my phone is dead. can i borrow yours?" he asks and you nod, handing it to him. when he stays silent for an abnormal amount of time you look up at him, noticing his shocked expression.
"everything okay, jay? is the answer that shocking?" you laugh, turning your attention back to your textbook and he shakes his head.
"n-no, just... i'm your lockscreen?" he asks and your eyes widen, the fact that your screensaver was indeed a picture of jay he had sent you a few days ago completely crossing your mind.
"oh. yeah, i guess it is," you say and he nods.
"alright. cool. great. that's great," he shrugs, playing it cool. although he can't hold back the bright smile on his face as he looks at the image adorning the front of your phone.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ JAKE !
you were already his lockscreen
you and jake have been dating for five days. five. and yet the boy somehow makes it seem as though you've been together forever.
"hey, jake?"
"yes, baby?"
"oh-" you start, nearly forgetting what you were gonna tell him at the sound of the pet name. romance definitely came easy to one out of two of you and it most definitely wasn't you. "um... oh, right! you're fine with that picture i took of you in the car yesterday, right?"
"sure? but why?" he asks, coming to sit next to you.
"i wanted to change my lockscreen to a picture of you and that's the picture i chose," you say, showing him your lockscreen. "that's not weird, right?"
jake's cheeks turn a shade of pink as he grins brightly.
"not at all, baby. i changed my lockscreen to my favorite picture of you two days ago," he says, lightly bumping you with his elbow and you feel your face get hot.
"really? that's sweet, jake. wait, your favorite picture of me?" you ask and he grins, showing you his lockscreen which was of you on the day he asked you out, a huge smile on your face.
"yeah. it was really hard to choose a favorite though when you're so cute."
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ SUNGHOON !
acts like he’s unfazed but is actually losing it
"sunghoon, give me my phone," you groan, reaching for your phone but he shakes his head, still holding it above his head.
"no, y/n."
"but i need it. please? my professor is putting grades up soon," you say and he continues to hold your phone up in the air, keeping it out of your reach despite you yanking at his arm.
"that's exactly why. waiting for your grades is stressing you out. no phone, no constantly checking for your grades. when your grades are up, i'll check them for you, okay?" he asks and you sigh, pulling away from him.
"fine. that won't stop me from thinking about it, though," you pout, flopping down onto your bed. you watch as he grins victoriously, lowering his arm and bringing your phone into his view. his eyes widen at the first sight of your screen and you perk up.
"what? is it my grades? are they up? are they good?" you ask and he shakes his head.
"no, your grades aren't up yet," he says and you glare at him.
"then why that face?" you question and he shrugs.
"i was just shocked to see that i'm your screensaver, it's no big deal," he says and you smile.
"oh, right. you look good in that picture," you compliment him and he nods, flopping down next to you.
"right? i mean i always do, though," he shrugs and you roll your eyes, lightly hitting his shoulder before cuddling into his side. when your eyes flutter closed, sunghoon allows himself to smile, the butterflies in his stomach having a field day over the sight of your lockscreen.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ SUNOO !
he’s the one that set himself as your lockscreen
“hey, sunoo?”
“hmm?”
“i’m gonna run to the bathroom for a sec. if my phone rings, can you answer it?” you ask and he nods.
“yeah, of course.”
after quickly finishing up in the bathroom, you return to sunoo only to find him suspiciously grinning at you.
“what... did you do?” you ask and he shrugs.
“nothing. anyways, whoever you were waiting on never called,“ sunoo says, handing you your phone and you nod, still eyeing him as you sit back beside him.
"sunoo, you're being so weird," you say, glancing down at your phone. you almost miss the picture of sunoo grinning that is now set as your lockscreen. "wait — did you change my lockscreen?"
"what? i don't know what you're talking about. i don't even know how to do that, y/n..." he says, his hand placed on his chest in fake offense. "but that picture of me is really cute, right?"
you laugh, looking at the picture once more.
"yeah, it is pretty cute. you really know how to capture your cuteness in pictures," you say before turning and placing a kiss on his cheek. "you're much cuter in person, though."
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ JUNGWON !
"im okay this is fine i’m fine" *cue happy dance*
you'd lost your phone which resulted in you and jungwon searching all over the house for it. when jungwon finds it inside the couch and notices the picture of him on the front of it, he's not sure how to react. of course he's happy, but is it that big of a deal to you? it's just a lockscreen right? then why is he so happy?
"hey, wonnie, have you found it?" you ask, coming back into the living room and he nearly drops the phone.
"oh, right, yeah! it was in the couch," he says, bringing it to you and you smile.
"ah, that makes sense. thank you," you say, giving him a hug and he just nods, awkwardly pulling away from the hug and going to sit down.
"you okay?" you ask and he nods.
"yeah... nice lockscreen," he says, a small smile on his face and you grin.
"yeah, it's pretty cute, huh?" you ask, smirking at jungwon.
"you think so?"
"of course i do," you laugh, pecking him on the cheek before excusing yourself to the bathroom. the moment jungwon thinks you're out of sight, he jumps off the couch, happily dancing around with a bright grin. "told you you're cute."
jungwon freezes, his eyes widening as he realizes you hadn't gone to the bathroom yet and you'd seen the whole scene play out.
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ NI-KI !
teases you about it but is lowkey blushing
"oh my gosh, is that me?" you hear niki ask, raising your eyebrows in confusion.
"is what you?"
"your lockscreen — that's the picture i sent you last night, isn't it?" niki smirks and you quickly grab your phone, shoving into your pocket.
"what? no. don't be ridiculous, niki, you're not my lockscreen," you shrug, turning back to the game you two were previously playing.
"oh yeah? look me in the eyes and tell me that wasn't the picture i sent you yesterday," he says, the smug look still evident on his face.
"okay, fine. i thought the picture was cute, alright? so, sue me," you say, putting your controller down and crossing your arms.
"aha! i knew you loved me. no denying it now, i've got proof," niki smirks but you don't miss the way his cheeks have turned a shade of red.
"yeah, but i'm not the one blushing, am i?" you ask and his eyes widen.
"i'm not blushing it's just hot in here. it's a lot of working beating you so many times at mario karts, 'kay?" he says, turning away from you and it's your turn to smirk.
"sure, riki," you say and he sighs, grabbing his controller.
WARNINGS ▸ mild profanity, cute fluffy couple banter, sunghoon gets blocked, ur tiktok username is froglord(??) im sorry
SUMMARY ▸ being an influencer on a social media platform isn’t easy! but having a cute boyfriend who’s up for a fun challenge definitely helps.
PLAYLIST ▸ electric love by børns • someone to you by banners • mariposa by peach tree rascals
AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ hello !! i just thought of this idea for fun and thought it would be cute :’) btw it’s 14 questions total but 2 for each member! i hope you guys enjoy ♡ credit to fashionbyally on tiktok for the challenge & ofc the playlist has to be popular tiktok sounds
♡ — LEE HEESEUNG (@soupyseung)
“Do I have to do this?” your boyfriend complained while you set up your phone in front of him.
“My followers miss you,” you tried to appeal to him, but it was true. Ever since you had posted a TikTok of you documenting your date with Lee Heeseung, your followers were craving more content with the both of you. “Plus, you look cute, Hee.”
“Really?” Heeseung asked shyly, a light giggle bubbling from his lips. Hook, line, and sinker. “Fine, I’ll do it.”
P : Heeseung x fem!reader | G : fluff, strangers to lovers-ish | W : none
A/N : just been wanting to clear out my drafts!
he pushed his hands into the pockets of his jacket in hopes that it'll provide some warmth to his freezing palms.
simply put the day was cold, the sky overcast with clouds, as the sun hid behind it like a coward, too afraid to face such weather. The sunlight seemed more like a moonlight, somewhat peeping through the clouds.
as the wind was whipping through the trees, creaking and groaning like an old rocking chair, you shivered in the cold, hugging yourself, your nose red as a rudolph's, ears burning red. you stood there waiting for the bus.
at the corner of his eyes, there you stood in this teeth chattering cold with only the navy blue school cardigan over your thin white shirt did absolutely nothing protecting you from such weather and your short skirt paired with it wasn't being much of a help either.
silly girl, what were you thinking wearing that in the shivering cold.
the young boy always saw you here, he looked forward to see you here everyday but never have he had the courage to come up to you and engage in a simple conversation. But of-course that didn't stop him from being absoulutely smitten over you.
But in some ways today was different, he didn't quite know where the sudden rush of boldness came from when he dropped his bag, unzipping it open, he fished out a random note book and a pen.
tearing off a paper, he carefully wrote down on his number before pulling out a candy he somehow had in his pockets before wrapping the candy with the letter.
"you seemed cold" his voice sounded cold as the weather as he handed you the jacket and just as you opened your mouth to say something, there he went running away leaving you there dumbfounded.
Taking off his jacket, he delicately placed the letter and the candy inside one of the pockets before strolling towards you.
today was sure a day to remember.
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I WAS LIKE ',,,,when did i follow this user?' AND THEN I READ A BUNCH OF YOUR WORKS AND WAS LIKE 'OH YEAH IM A FAN NOW HAHA' BUT YOU CHANGED YOUR USERRRRR
PAIRING. Mark Lee x gn!reader.
GENRE. soft angst, fluff, non-idol!au.
WC. 1.1k.
WARNINGS. none that i can think of!
now playing :: vanilla twilight by owl city
In which the twilight is the sole witness to the reunion of two lovers.
The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
To put things simply, Mark Lee misses you.
Fresh-faced and out of college, he’s just come home from his first job interview. He’s not sure if he’s done well, but he’s not sure he cares either. He dumps his bag on the worn-out couch in his living room and takes off his shoes, kicking them to a corner. He opts to keep his avocado patterned socks on - mainly because you’d gifted them to him for his birthday, once, and also because he doesn’t feel like bending down once more. Tugging off his silk tie, he tosses it onto his armchair, and sighing deeply, he runs a hand through his carefully styled hair, messing it up.
He just needs some fresh air, he thinks.
Just needs to escape from the jumbled mess that is his mind and feel the cool breeze caress his cheeks, like holding ice against a swollen ankle.
So he retraces his path and makes his way to the wooden rocking chair on his front porch. When he sits down, it creaks - he’s pretty sure he’s never used it before, in all his years of living in this house - but when he gently rocks it back and forth, it’s oddly soothing, like the feeling of soft waves on his bare feet, buried in sand. Immediately, his head clears. He wonders if this is why his grandmother used to spend most of her time out here, on this very rocking chair.
When Mark has nothing to think of, he ends up thinking about you.
He thinks of your smile. He’d always say that your smile was the only reason he bothered to attend his high school Economics class, because it was the one class the two you shared. It’s contagious, and he finds his lips tugging up just remembering the way you used to grin at him, your eyes crinkling slightly at the corners.
He thinks of your laugh. Your laugh is easily one of Mark’s favorite sounds, after the strumming of his guitar when he plays random chords to relieve his stress after a long, tiring day. He remembers how utterly easy it was to get you to laugh, even the simplest thing making the two of you clutch your stomachs and laugh so hard, it could be heard in the neighbor’s house.
He thinks of the way you used to kiss him. Your kisses were always so soft and delicate, like beads of dew on the gentlest of flowers, but passionate and consuming at the same time, like the sound of thunder rumbling in the darkest of storms. He hasn’t kissed anyone since.
Mark closes his eyes and sighs.
~
I’ll watch the night turn light blue
But it’s not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly
When Mark had first sat down on the rocking chair in his front porch, the sky was still tinted with splashes of orange and pink, the dusk only just beginning to set in.
Now, when he looks out, the sun has already set, and the moonrise is in progress, gently painting the sky a soft, cool shade of blue. It’s calming, and he stares into the horizon for a few moments, not thinking of anything but merely observing.
You’d call this time of the evening ‘vanilla twilight’, if you were here.
A wistful smile spreads across his face and he brings his hands to his lap, staring down at them.
This had been the exact place, the exact time he’d kissed you for the first time, all those years ago. You’d come home, one day in your senior year, and the two of you had spent the evening on the front step leading to his porch, talking and laughing and giggling about anything and everything that crossed your minds.
“I think,” you’d said, tugging on his sleeve, “that this particular twilight deserves a special name, don’t you?”
Mark had hummed. “What should we call it then?”
“How about vanilla twilight?”
“Vanilla twilight?” He’d tapped his index finger on his chin thoughtfully. “What’s the meaning behind that?”
You had shrugged, glancing at him. “I don’t know. It just seems… fitting.”
He couldn’t argue with that. “Vanilla twilight it is,” he’d agreed.
“Yeah,” you’d whispered, your voice quiet.
Mark still remembers how his heart had nearly burst out of his chest with all the love and affection he’d had - still has - for you. He’d grabbed your hand in his - he was sure his palms were sweaty - and stared into your twinkling eyes. That moment, Mark had never been more sure about anything else his entire life.
With a sudden burst of courage, he’d leaned forward and captured your lips with his, one hand wrapping around your shoulders. You’d kissed him back, winding your arms around his neck - and Mark’s heart had raced, because you were kissing him back.
Mark knows what’s driven the two of you apart, and the worst part was that neither of you could do anything about it. You were going to attend a college outside the tiny town the two of you had grown up in, while he was going to the local university right here. The circumstances were tough - they still are - and as much as Mark had tried to avoid it, the two of you had drifted away from each other.
So Mark gazes out into the vanilla twilight, biting back the sob that lodges in his throat.
~
Oh if my voice could reach back to the past
I’d whisper in your ear
“Oh darling, I wish you were here”
Mark doesn’t know how long he’s been sitting there, drowning in his own thoughts and memories and recollections. He misses you so much, it physically hurts, and he clenches his hands tightly, his nails making little crescent shapes in his palms.
The harsh sound of the gate to his house opening makes him lift up his eyes immediately. Squinting in the darkness, he can just make out the silhouette of someone shutting the gate behind them and striding through the garden his grandmother had painstakingly tended to. When the figure comes closer, Mark stands up immediately, recognition dawning on his features.
The person walks into the warm light provided by the solitary lightbulb above Mark’s head.
“Y/N?”
“Mark,” you breathe, sporting the same, warm, familiar smile that was one of the reasons Mark fell in love with you. It hasn’t changed at all, despite the years that have passed.
But Mark blinks, unable to believe his eyes.
“Mark,” you say again. “I missed you.”
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sunwoo whined, his plump lips forming a cute pout. you laughed at him endearingly, to which he replied with a frown.
he's been asking you to cuddle with him for the last hour, but since you were in class, you told him to wait. I'm telling you, neither do you like the fact that you have to wait another thirty minutes to cuddle with your boyfriend.
“five more minutes,” you smiled at him rather apologetically.
however, he couldn't take it anymore. sunwoo stood up and went to you, making you panic for a moment. he took another chair and placed it beside yours, sitting on it before pulling your figure to his warmth.
“My camera is on, sunwoo!”
“who says I care?”
“well, I do—” he cut you off by placing both of his sweater paws on each side of your cheek, leaning forward to connect your lips with his. your heart was beating so fast, nervous about the fact that some of your classmates must be watching you right now. although, you liked it, a little.
when sunwoo pulled away, your cheeks heated, eyes glancing on the ongoing class that was now awkwardly silent. you looked at your classmates and noticed them having all their mouths agape, even the professor.
“y/n, if you're just going to make out in front of us, make sure to have your cameras off. geez, kids these days...” the professor muttered, talking to you.
you laughed nervously, glaring at sunwoo, who was now smiling sheepishly at you. “I hate you,” you mouthed.
“I don't think so,” he teased, pulling you for another kiss. but before he could, you stopped him and faced your laptop again, leaving the class. sunwoo was surprised with what you did, but he didn't waste any seconds before engulfing you in his arms, placing kisses all over your face.
“If I fail this semester, it's going to be your fault, you clingy baby.”
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Finding herself pushed against the wall by an irresistibly handsome boy in a dark room wasn’t very surprising to her. I mean, it was what she had longed for since the past few months as the new semester started. From the first glance she stole, to the regular brief stares during classes, Park Sunghoon made her head spin.
However, never in her wildest dreams, did Y/N imagine that the feeling was mutual. Y/N was as tempting to him as he was to her. Seeing her laugh and joke around with the males in her friend group set the poor boy’s heart on fire. The death glares (a clear result of jealousy) he sent from afar were enough to burn holes through her friends’ backs. He wanted her only for himself no matter what the consequences were, possessiveness being a part of his nature.
The party being held at Jay’s house was the perfect opportunity for him. Jay was his only trustworthy friend who was aware of Sunghoon’s burning passion for Y/N and seeing him so desperate wasn’t acceptable to him. Thus, he had purposely invited all the students in their semester just to help his “bro” out. That’s what bros are for, right? So, for Sunghoon thought he would be finally able to conquer the night.
At the party, every second went by impatiently for him. “Where are you?”, “What’s taking you so long?” only such mumbles left his mouth. On the other hand, it was the boy’s unawareness that Miss. Y/N had unintentionally sneaked past by Sunghoon’s hawk-like eyes. It was Jay who 20 minutes later, helpfully pointed out where Y/N was.
“Go easy on her, Tiger” Jay winked.
Sunghoon approached Y/N, who excused herself from the crowd around her. He grabbed her by her wrist and led her upstairs. Y/N’s heart was beating in her throat, confusion sprawled across her brain.
They entered a dark room where Sunghoon carefully pushed her back against the wall. He was indeed a sight to see up close.
“W-What do you want?” Y/N gulped.
“Stop playing with me, Y/N. You know EXACTLY what I want.” He replied cupping her jaw in his warm hands.
“W-What?” Y/N stuttered, she couldn’t believe where everything was going.
“Don’t act so innocent, L/N Y/N” he said, softly pressing his forehead against hers.”I want you, and only you.”
He pulled away. His gaze was rapidly flickering between Y/N’s eyes and lips. His hands now found their way down to her waist, tightly gripping it as if she was about to run away. Y/N could tell he was struggling to control himself. The tension in between was suffocating. Not being able to resist any longer, he started to lean in.
The next thing both of them felt were fireworks exploding in each of their stomachs. Both were star struck. Y/N’s hand went up to the boy’s neck, while one hand ran through his silky soft hair. Little by little, the innocence of the kiss melted into becoming something more, well… intense.
Sunghoon licked Y/N’s lips in order to have permission to enter. Once access was granted, Y/N tilted his head to deepen the kiss. They were addicted to this unknown feeling, bodies against each others, temperatures rising second by second.
Y/N’s neck was stiffening and cramping from having to reach up to Sunghoon’s height, him being taller in comparison. He noticed this, so he parted only for a short while, asking her to jump. She wrapped her legs around his waist, now being able to reach his level. Still not having enough, Sunghoon lifted her and sat down on the bed. Finally, their shortness of breath forced them to pull apart.
Y/N reshuffled her position, now sitting on the males lap, legs hanging down the bed’s edges. She softly bit her bottom lip and grazed her thumb against his knife-sharp jaw, all the way down to his Adam’s apple, leaning in to gently place a kiss.
“Why didn’t you tell me before?” Sunghoon whispered, lifting her head up by her chin.
She slowly unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt and then, loosened his tie.
“Come on, Park. You’re a heart throb, what were my chances?” she asked, leaning in for a kiss again.
Messy hair, swollen lips, dilated pupils and an unfixed shirt, his state was clearly a very hot mess.
“Well miss... “ He replied, pulling away “This ‘heart’ only ‘throbs’ for you”
Still holding your head up, it was Sunghoon’s turn to lean in. He had locked her collarbones as his target. The gradual wet kisses, turned into harsh sucking on the exact point. Y/N was his possession now and he made sure everyone knew that by marking her as his own. When he was done, a sly smirk rested on his beautiful face. He was proud of his work, a job well done.
As soon as their lips were about to connect again, someone knocked on the door just to ruin the moment.
“If you two are done by now, kindly come outside in a presentable condition. The food’s ready” Jay’s voice was heard.
Sunghoon swore under his breath, but continued where he had left off. He slowly bit Y/N’s lip as they parted and said, “well love,” one of his hands cupped her jaw, “we’d better leave before someone else actually catches us but…”
He leaned closer to her ear,
“I’m not done with you yet” he whispered in a low tone.
He pecked her lips one last time and stood up.
Y/N knew she was in for one heck of a ride, and she was totally ready for what she had gotten herself into.
➷ [ 𝐈𝐓’𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ] “how’s my cute little niece been doing?” donghyuck asked, crouching down to the little girl’s eye-level as he did so.
giggling when he picked her up, she suddenly asked, “uncle donghyuck, have you ever been in love?”
surprised by the question, he gives the girl a soft peck on the cheek, “once.”
hearing his answer, the girl couldn’t help but clap with excitement. she was too young to understand any of it. but it still didn’t fail to excite her. “really? how did it end?”
an adoring smile forms on his lips as his eyes met you, playing a game of peek-a-boo with his newborn nephew.
“it hasn’t, and i don’t think it ever will,” he turned to his niece.
love, it really was something. it was an indescribable feeling, but donghyuck was sure of one thing — it most definitely was you.
↦ pairing: sim jaeyun / jake x reader
↦ genre: fluff & slight angst
↦ w/c: 1302
↦ warnings: breakups
↦ a/n: hi everyone! was gonna post this at like 8pm but i remembered that i still have to post the mr. perfectly fine teaser too so posting this a bit earlier than the usual timing! anyway, i hope you like this! do let me know if there are any errors! and yes, feel free to tell me your thoughts and feedback so that i’ll be able to improve my writings even more! thank you and have a great day everyone!
↦ event: ❦ 7 hearts ❦
synopsis: Break ups were hard; there’s no argument about that. Especially if you were cheated on. You’d finally moved on after two years and was now dating Sim Jaeyun. But just when you felt he was the one, you start noticing similarities between him and your ex-boyfriend. Will your fears get the better of you?
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“Seems like we’ve got new neighbours,” your brother, Heeseung, says as he continues to silently look out the window.
“Why are you just watching them? It’s creepy,” you walk over to sit next to him.
Looking out the window, you see a family of four carrying boxes into the house. “They look like foreigners,” you suddenly say, still watching them.
Heeseung backs away from the window as he turns to look at you, an eyebrow raised. “I thought you said it was creepy to be staring.”
“Fine, we have to get to the library anyway,” you stand up, slinging your bag over your shoulder. Just as you were about to leave the house, your mum calls the two of you back, “Could you go over and help the new neighbours? It’ll be good to get to know them.”
“B- but mum… I promised my friends we’d study at the library today,” you whine.
“Oh, uh, Jay just told me that Sunghoon’s there,” Heeseung cuts in, his eyes on his phone.
Unable to control your now flustered face, you laugh awkwardly, “Of course we’ll help the neighbours, mum. We’re nice people.”
You throw your bag onto the floor next to the couch before quickly pulling Heeseung out the door. “Why the sudden rush?” Heeseung grins. “Shut up. You know why,” you hiss at him, making sure you looked presentable before ringing the doorbell.
The door slowly opens, revealing a boy who was approximately an inch shorter than Heeseung. You smile sweetly at him, “Hi! We’re your neighbours. We were just wondering if you need any help with anything. I mean, moving can be really challenging at times.”
“Oh, that’s really nice of you guys. But we actually-”
“No really, we insist,” Heeseung cuts him off. “Besides, we don’t really have anything to do at home.”
The boy remains silent for a couple moments before nodding slowly. “Okay, I guess you could just hang out here.”
He opens the door for you to step in. You’re greeted by a nicely styled living room. The layout was beautiful unlike the image in your head where there would be boxes everywhere.
“Wow, your house looks amazing,” your mouth fell agape in awe.
“Thanks. By the way, I’m Jake,” the boy says, extending his arm towards you.
“Y/N,” you shake his hand.
“I’m Heeseung,” your brother says as he shook Jake’s hand.
✦❘༻{ 𝐄𝐍– }༺❘✦
You and Heeseung spent the day at Jake’s and by the end of the day, you had gotten to know quite a bit about Jake. He was a really nice guy and he always tried to lighten the mood.
You also found out that he would be attending the same school as you did and that allowed the two of you to hang out and get to know each other even better.
Months after, you and Jake started dating after you found out you had fallen for him and he had fallen for you. When your life was just starting to be perfect, the problems come rushing in.
✦❘༻{ 𝐄𝐍– }༺❘✦
Today marked the second year since you had broken up with your ex-boyfriend, Sunghoon. When you think it couldn’t get any worse, you step into class to see Jake speaking to Sunghoon.
You immediately walk over to them. “Hey, what’s going on here?”
“Oh, Y/N. We were just talking. Sunghoon was actually my close friend before I moved to Australia,” Jake explains.
Oh my god. That must explain the similarities you started noticing since a couple days back. Jake never really talks about his feelings, just like Sunghoon. And he’s always hesitating when you ask for his opinions. Just like how Sunghoon was when you were together.
Then one day, you finally found out how Sunghoon felt about you when he suddenly breaks up with you to be with another girl named Bora. Noticing how close Sunghoon and Jake were made you worry that you’d get hurt again.
✦❘༻{ 𝐄𝐍– }༺❘✦
A couple weeks passed, during which you had decided to put away all worrying thoughts of Jake leaving you like Sunghoon had. Your relationship with Jake was going great. He always gave you his full attention and the two of you always hung out.
But then one night, the thoughts come back to you like a bullet train. Not knowing what to do, you immediately head over to Heeseung’s room where he was asleep.
You shake him gently as he slowly opened his eyes. “What?” he asks, annoyed at you for disrupting his precious sleeping time.
“I need your help.”
“Can’t this wait till tomorrow?” he groans, closing his eyes again.
“No. I need help now.”
“Did someone die?”
“No- What-”
“Did someone fracture something?”
“No”
“Did you pee in your bed?”
“Ew, NO!”
“Then whatever it is, it can wait till tomorrow. Go back to sleep,” Heeseung turns away, his back facing you now.
You knew there was no way you’d get him to help at this hour so you return to your room. Staring at the star lights on your ceiling, your head goes through all the terrible situations that could happen.
Convinced that your fear would come true, you call Jake.
“Let’s break up.”
✦❘༻{ 𝐄𝐍– }༺❘✦
The following morning, you drag your feet to the kitchen where Heeseung was pouring some cereal into his bowl. When he sees you, he frowns. “You!” he gets up. “What is wrong with you?”
“I’m not in the mood today, Heeseung.”
“Oh yeah? No one’s in the mood after you broke up with Jake! What has he ever done to you for you to do that to him?!”
“Hey, I wanted to talk to you about it yesterday but you said it could “wait till tomorrow”!” you shout back at him. “Well, guess what? I caved!”
Heeseung remains silent, taking a deep breath. “Look, can’t you just talk to him about it? You can’t just end your relationship like this. He needs an explanation.”
“Fine,” you sigh.
✦❘༻{ 𝐄𝐍– }༺❘✦
As you walked through the majestic school gates, you see Jake with Sunghoon. As much as you didn’t want to face them, you know you had to. So you make your way towards them. “Y/N, before you start, I just wanna say I’m really sorry for whatever I’ve done to you. I really didn’t mean to hurt you,” Jake says when you stop in front of them.
“You didn’t do anything,” you shake your head.
“Then what?”
“I- I don’t know. When you told me Sunghoon was your close friend, I got worried that- you’d leave me like he did,” you confess, pretending you didn’t know Sunghoon was there since you had to say what you did.
“Y/N, the reason I broke up with you was because I didn’t know how I felt anymore so I just broke things off. Jake would never do that. You wanna know how I know?”
You look up at Sunghoon, which he takes a signal for him to continue. “He’s my best friend. And I knew how much I hurt you when I left, and I never want that to happen to you again. You don’t deserve that.”
Jake steps closer to you, taking your hands in his. “I promise I would never hurt you. And if I do, I’ll ask Sunghoon to beat me up.”
You let out a small laugh, amazed at what Jake was saying despite you breaking things off with him stupidly.
“I’m really sorry,” you say, tears in your eyes as you recalled the previous night when you called Jake.
He gives you a soft smile, “Can we continue from where we left off?”
genre: angst. warnings: major character death implications. wc: < 600
synopsis: at twenty, heeseung is still afraid of staying home alone.
notes from vie: so... another heeseung angst/minor hospital!au fic. quick, act surprised. it's my sixth one for him lord help me and my mental health and habit of thought-projecting onto my fave :') clearing out my absurd amount of drafts #3.
IMPORTANT! reblogs/feedback (your thoughts on my stories) are greatly, highly appreciated!!
he is on that god awful smelling bus again, mindlessly staring into the distance where he sees the crops growing slowly, but surely all year long. the windows are open for some reason, letting in the stench of animal shit and various other odd things that has become home to him, almost.
home, how idyllic. the word alone brings him into a mess of shivers and heaving. home is a sore spot he does not want to touch, no desire to bring more ache upon himself than necessary, though his body had already grown numb to the searing flames that licked his skin each time his mind wanders off into the depths of his memories, a collection of the times he had not been the slightest bit of afraid to enter through the doors of that apartment.
the one he had shared with his first and last love.
he counts the trees he passes right by as always, the shapes and colours all memorised by heart from the amount of times he had bought the cheap ticket to the bus route, hours spent just sitting and watching. the back left corner of the bus, which had become his designated space to get beautifully lost in his once upon a times.
it's the only place he doesn't feel the gnawing emptiness when he is alone. it's the only place his eyes can rest and his body can shut down for an hour or two, the bags under his eyes healing at a snail's pace. it's the only place he isn't constantly reminded of your laugh, your smile, your warmth and your eyes.
oh, there he goes again, thinking about you.
it's futile, his efforts. you're on the brightly glowing sun that sets at six p.m. he sees every day. you are in the lively— cruelly ironic— birds that chirp playfully in the mornings. you're in the clouds that drift lazily by, in the moments of peace in a world where everything falls apart one by one.
you are in the right side of the bed he wakes up on, cold and alone. you are on the opposite side of the kitchen table he finds himself drowning in his own thoughts, the energy to lift a spoon up to bring the tasteless cereal to his lips long gone.
he finds you everywhere he doesn't want to. he finds you in his dreams, his thoughts, his life— he can never seem to escape the ghost of your touches, your hands cupping his face and lips chasing after his.
he is lost, eyes glazed over his daily trips on bus R52, hours longs spent in a neverland where he is surrounded by you, you, and you.
notes from vie: hi hello admin on queue here again, back with spamming her lovely readers with yet another one of her "clearing out my absurd amount of drafts" fic part 5 💀 sorry if you are sick of seeing me besties, but i am in need of clearing all of my stuff out in hopes that someone enjoys them bahaha
anyways!! please leave a reblog if you enjoy and toodles~
⸻ 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨𝐨.
he adores being the center of your attention and receiving your affections, so i suggest you be the big spoon on the couch for the majority of the time. trust me, he probably would be so down to wrap his arms around your middle and lay his head on your chest to listen to your heartbeat and let you run your fingers through his hair.
the tv could be on, replaying your favourite episodes of your comfort cartoon, though it would definitely only be there to serve as background noise. you'd pat his back and in turn, he would sing you soft lullabies and make you laugh at how child-like they sound. it doesn't matter when you cuddle, you will eventually fall asleep in each others' arms even at two pm.
the other two are under the cut !
⸻ 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐧.
i have the impression that jungwon is someone who, in the very least, likes being the one to give instead of receive and this translates to his affections as well, not that he is much of a touchy feely person in general. even on the days when he feels the extreme need to stay close to you, he doesn't ask for cuddles, because you notice him first.
pulling him onto his bed, you let him hug you from behind most of the time as you lean your back against his chest. this is most likely the most comfortable position for him, because i think he is a little on the shy side and he would 100% combust if he sees your peaceful face right in front of him.
⸻ 𝐧𝐢-𝐤𝐢.
this boy is very puzzling, ngl. he reminds me of a tsundere, don't quote me on that hahaha. anyhow, riki thinks that he is a big boy (haha he is a giant in height) that has the responsibility to protect and keep you safe, so i can definitely see him urging you to hop on and rest your head on him so that he can wrap his long arms around your waist and act as your cocoon.
a lot of the times however, you find that he enjoys being babied quite more. when his energy dies down near the late hours past midnight, he seeks comfort from one of the people he trusts the most— that being you, his feet automatically take him to your place and slide next to you during whatever you're doing. you somehow understand and let him crash on your bed right next to you, his face securely nuzzled in your neck and limbs wrapped around you like a koala.
notes from vie: oh lookie here! admin on queue is back with a part 6 (?) to the "i need to get the absurd amount of fics in my drafts that have been lying there for months out at last" agenda!! how exciting *rolls eyes*. anyways, hope you enjoy, besties <3 (will probably be over with posting my thirty complete drafts by the end of this week oml what have i been collecting—)
also, feedbacks and/or reblogs would be extremely hot of you to give me, just for your info 👉👈 /t
⸻ 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 on the streets of seoul.
the absolutely freezing streets of this brand new city was not easy to navigate as someone who had just arrived from a different place in hopes of achieving their lifelong dream of studying in the national university of seoul.
plans of arriving early to your first lecture of the day, your first one ever in fact, seemed to have all gone down the drain when you take a brief glance at your watch only to see the time sliding dangerously close to eight a.m.
sprinting up the stairs that lead to the small path that would lead you to your building, your eyes meet those of another student on the same rush as you were, hair tousled and bag rumbling on his back a couple of steps behind you.
that was how you first met lee heeseung: both late for the same exact eight a.m. psychology class.
rest of the three hyung line members are under the cut !
⸻ 𝐣𝐚𝐲 and a coffee shop.
even behind the mask that covers more than half of his face and the cap he oh-so likes to put on, your regular customer always brings a flurry of butterflies in your stomach with his entrance inside the quaint little coffee shop your grandfather owns.
he likes his coffee slightly sweetened with a pump of syrup and "drowning in milk" as your boss likes to phrase the horrors of his precious dark beans being tainted by the white monstrosity, and he always orders a cinnamon roll to go along with it while he pulls out his laptop to work on something for an hour before he pays and leaves.
sure, you might be crushing on the pretty (to hell with everyone else. the first time he had pulled the mask off to drink his beverage, you had dropped the shot of espresso all over the counter) stranger just a tiny bit, but that did not mean that you were bold enough to start a decent conversation...
until one day, he brings his tray back to you with roaming eyes that refuse to look anywhere but you and leaves you standing with a hidden gape, a small slip of paper containing a set of numbers and a small note.
⸻ 𝐣𝐚𝐤𝐞 in a mcdonalds.
as the only two idiotic and sleep deprived teenagers hanging around in the middle of a mcdonalds located in the middle of absolutely nowhere at three in the morning, you take it upon yourself to get the other guy's name.
he eyes your fries in distaste when you dip it into your ice cream, the bags under his eyes and his messy hair somehow not taking away a single ounce of his evident attractiveness, "in what world would that even taste good?"
"well," you begin, "for your information, this is the best invention made after caramel coated popcorn." you push the plate in front of him, urging him to have a taste. he eyes both items with disgust, "this is bad for your health, you know?"
you snort, "sure, sure, jake bud. as if your enormous cup of cola on an empty stomach is any better."
your first meeting with your to-be fiancé was out in the middle of nowhere, arguing over the best french fry dippings and talking about why tortoises are better than turtles at three in the morning. .
⸻ 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐧. convenience store.
turns out, rumors of the cashier of the convenience store closest to your house being the most gorgeous boy in town held to be true.
letting yourself in through the small door to quickly grab your go-to snack before heading to the bus stop nearby for your afternoon class, you sulk on your own in between the aisles, desperately searching for that small piece of joy and incoming damaged health.
it doesn't take long for the part-time worker to notice your desperation and check out the small commotion. when you tell others that your breath had gotten caught in your throat, you hadn't been lying. this guy was incredibly, terribly, achingly pretty. with a voice smooth like butter and a name as dashing as his smile, you find it difficult to function properly...
though, that is probably the same for him as well, seeing as how you can hear the crashes back in the storage room when he had told you to wait for him so that he can grab a pack of your snack for you.
your future boyfriend was clumsy from day one (only because of you).
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