a list of writings that make you blush, giggle, and spin in the middle of your room as you revel in your daydreams!
headcanons⠀( ot7 )
duvet⠀ @okwons
loverboys⠀ @okwons
my one and only⠀ @okwons
places they love to kiss⠀ @atrirose
pretty hair clips, ruffled hair⠀ @okwonyo
when they're drunk⠀ @flwrshee / @isoobie
voicemails (enhypen) leaves you ...⠀ @soobnny
when you pout b/c you want attention⠀ @okwonyo
shorts⠀( 0.1k — 2k wc )
(lhs)⠀talk tomorrow⠀ @soobnny
(lhs)⠀written in the stars⠀ @en-ternity
(lhs)⠀a portrait of us ⠀@yeongwonie
(lhs)⠀whispers of love⠀ @/okwons
(pjs)⠀3 am ⠀@kimsohn
(pjs)⠀sweet⠀ @kimsohn
(sjy)⠀8:26 am⠀ @kazmura
(sjy)⠀stuck in your web⠀ @nomniki
(psh)⠀irresistible⠀ @boyfhee
(psh)⠀intentions⠀ @sjyuns
(psh)⠀graceful⠀ @yeongwonie
(psh)⠀ left umbrella ⠀@reniqt
(psh)⠀reading sessions⠀ @euncsace
(ksn)⠀classmate au ⠀@soobnny
(yjw)⠀classmate au⠀ @soobnny
(yjw)⠀it's a kitty-incidence ⠀@yeongwonie
(nrk)⠀unkiss⠀ @boyfhee
oneshots⠀( 3k — 15k+ wc )
(lhs)⠀playful delicacies ⠀@peachenle
(psh)⠀the long way home⠀ @chenfleur
(psh)⠀library hymns⠀ @soobnny
(sjy)⠀act now, think later! ⠀@sankyeom
(yjw)⠀love grows (where jungwon goes)⠀ @soobnny
(nrk) ⠀twizzle into my heart⠀ @amakumos
written series⠀( w/ slight angst )
(lhs)⠀triage⠀ @maiverie
(lhs)⠀open sesame⠀ @maiverie
(psh)⠀unlikelihood ⠀@boyfhee
n.⠀⠀the urge to not put the entire mlists of writers is insane. also, pls make sure to support them all !! i will add more later. some of these are from my old fic rec blog from 2 yrs ago :D
Synopsis. You thought you could be with Riki forever, until one day changed everything. Years later, his absence didn't stop you from witnessing your dream, although he promised he'd be there with you.
A/n: I thought of this after I found out there was a comet called Nishimura which was recently discovered omg TT. Anyways I hope you like it!<3
“Run!” you heard from a distance. “Faster!”
You ran along the fields of grass and the wall of mountains, under the blanket of stars above. You ran along the never ending path towards your one desire. So far but so close, the collection of dust and ice, running beside earth to find a place to land- a place to call… ‘home’.
“Times up!” your coach announced for the 4th time, the only time you heard.
Snap.
Your feet stopped. You looked down at the paved ground with painted, yellow lines. You lifted your heavy head up, to see the disappointing view of beige colored concrete walls around you, followed by students dressed in their P.E wear, including you.
You made your way to your previous position, having no improvement from the last time. You sighed, looking down at your worn out sport shoes, which were gold to you.
'Escape is what I need' you thought to yourself.
You heard the last bell ring, and went straight to your best friend, Heather. You took her by the hand, walking out of school with her. You stopped on the nearest pavement bench and sat her down.
"Heather, I need a favor," you said.
You would never be the one to ask for help. You would always fend for yourself, and laugh at the word, 'dependent'. There was not an ounce of mischief in your face- making Heather know that you said this with all seriousness.
"Tell me"
She trusted you, at all costs.
— — — — — — — — — — — — —
You walked down the busy streets of Tokyo, ears filled by the sounds of the honking of vehicles, the sweeping of leaves and the never ending talks of society. You wished you were in a movie. Where the main character would walk along the peaceful roads, admiring the beautiful red leaves falling from trees, which paved the way for him/ her. You sighed.
'Escape is what I need' you thought to yourself.
You took out the spare key in your pocket, opening the door.
"I'm home" you announced.
Your mother greeted you with a hug, and that's when you performed step 1.
"Mom" you looked up at her.
"Hm?"
"Heather invited me for a sleepover, can I go?"
With 15 minutes worth of interrogation, she finally allowed you.
You entered your small room, opening your cupboard and taking out a till. It had been five years since it was filled with a single penny, and now it was up to the brim. You took the hammer which you stole from your brother (it was lying around), and broke it open.
You gasped. You had never seen this much money in your life, ever. You spread it out, looking for the one.
There it was. The penny where it all started. There was a note taped on it, saying, 'I hope we get there, make it happen for us'. You softly smiled, reading the note which he wrote to you, five years ago, before he left.
You collected the money, emptying it into a polythene bag and putting it deep down into your backpack. You packed up all the necessary items for traveling, including the hopefully not expired snacks you kept hidden in your drawers.
— — — — — — — — — — — — —
-
You got out of the taxi, your backpack hanging on one shoulder. You looked up at the beautiful, huge house in front of you. It was almost three times bigger than yours.
"Have a great time, honey. Be careful when coming back home, I have work so can't pick you up" your mother said, closing the door of the car.
You watched as the vehicle slowly disappeared. You rang the bell, and soon saw the door open, with the familiar face smiling at you.
"Hey y/n!" She greeted you.
"Hey"
She smiled.
"Well-"
"Here you go" she handed over a larger than usual lunchbox, wrapped up in a checked cloth with spoons and chopsticks attached. You were about to hug her, but got interrupted by the weird material which you felt under the lunchbox. You turned it over, to see an envelope. You opened it, finding money inside.
You smiled lovingly, tears rolling down your cheeks as you stepped forward to hug her.
"Thank you, Heather. Thank you so much" you said, your voice muffled with all the sobbing. She hummed, patting your back.
She parted the hug, caressing your shoulders.
"Be safe, okay?" She said, giving you a sad smile. "Call me if anything's wrong"
"Hm" You replied, watching her step behind, closing her front door, mouthing a silent 'bye' with a wave.
You had calculated all the expenses carefully, leaving enough money to buy a seat in the 'third class - reserved' section.
You sat yourself down on an empty bench, sighing. You looked at your watch. '5 minutes more' you said to yourself.
You felt something brushing on your leg. You bent down, spotting a ginger colored cat with sparkling eyes, just like his. You carried it and placed it next to you. The cat meowed at you, rubbing its nose on your fingers which reached out at it. You smiled.
"I'll name you… Riki" you said softly, patting its head.
Soon enough, the train arrived. You took a deep breath as you got onto the carriage, and took your seat. You reached out to your pockets, taking out the penny. You caressed it with your thumb, smiling at the words written on it.
"Hello," the girl who was sitting next to you, said.
You smiled. "Hi"
"What's your name?" She asked.
"Y/n, yours?"
"Suki," she smiled brightly. "Where are you headed?"
(5 years ago)
"Hey y/n! C'mere!" He called you.
"What's up?" You asked him, sitting cross- legged beside him on the ground.
He took out an empty till, and placed it in front of you both.
"Let's collect. Let's start collecting so that, five years from now, on September 4th, we can come here and witness the comet, together" he said.
You smiled, and nodded in agreement.
He took out a penny from his pocket, along with a pen and a tiny notebook. He wrote something down, tore the page and pasted it on the penny. He refused to show you. So for five years, you didn't know what he had written.
"Show me!"
"Never!"
You started chasing him. You chased him along the same fields of grass and wall of mountains, the sounds of both of your laughter filling your ears.
He ran back to the till and inserted the coin.
"No!" You screamed, tripping on his foot and falling sideways on his stomach.
He groaned in pain.
You both started laughing uncontrollably in each other's hold, feeling warm- and safe.
You took a breath after laughing, moving yourself to rest on his stretched out arm. He turned, smiling at you. You looked into his eyes- but they looked somewhat… sad.
"What's wrong?" You asked.
He hummed. "I'll tell you later, when we get back home" he replied.
And so he did tell you once you got back home- that he was leaving. He refused to tell you why, but he promised that he'd make a better version of himself, for you. He didn't say when, but he'd come back.
(The present)
You felt a pat on your shoulder, making your head shoot up.
"Excuse me? Your stop is in about 15 minutes" Suki informed you.
"O- oh. Thank you" you smiled.
— — — — — — — — — — — — —
3.30 a.m.
30 minutes more.
You grabbed your backpack, an extra bottle of water, an extra jacket, your phone, and walked out of the tiny room which you rented for the night.
You walked along the empty road, with only a few street lights here and there which guided you. Your hands shivered, for the coldness of the deep night.
Your footsteps were the only sounds you could hear, along with your now pounding heart. You would be lying if you said you weren’t scared. The main characters in movies did it so easily, without an inch of fear in them.
You switched on the torch of your phone, because you were no longer on the streets. You were now far away from the place you stayed at, but you came this far for what? To turn back? Certainly not.
You spotted the small, rocky road to the fields of your childhood, and started following it.
Your feet stopped. Not because you reached the place, but because you could see the outline of a person- a rather tall person.
You took a step behind, but realized that there was no use- the person would've already known you were there, because you were the only source of artificial light. But why didn't he turn to look at you? Why was he looking up? Was he here to see the comet too?
You raised the torch to his face, feeling a hint of bravery. He turned to your direction, covering his face with his hand because of the light.
'Wait… could it be…?'
"R- Riki? You asked. "I- is that you?"
You moved the light from his face, and he moved his hand away. He smiled softly. You dropped your phone on the soft ground, your hands and legs now trembling.
Your legs moved faster than your brain.
‘What are you doing?’ you asked yourself as you ran towards him, on the very same field of grass.
Soon you were in his grasp, his warmth taking over your body as he wrapped his arms tightly around you. You buried your head in his chest, sobbing softly. He caressed your hair, whispering tiny shh's into your ear, in hopes of comforting you.
You didn't want to let go of him, afraid that he'd leave you, forever.
"Y/n…" he said.
You were shocked at his voice. He wasn't the kid he was before, he had grown, and you felt a sense of pride in that. You looked up at his moonlit face, sinking into his black hole eyes.
"Y/n, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for not being there. I'm sorry for taking so long. But I've found a new me. A me that's ready to take care of you, and cherish you with all my heart. A me that will give you all the love you deserve and more. A me that would spend every cent on you- who would die for you, and kill for you" he spilled out.
"Y/n, please love me" he pleaded. He looked into your eyes so desperately, that even a stranger would say yes.
You smiled, nodding your head. Tears refused to stop rolling down your cheeks and you held him in your arms.
He brought his hands from your back to your jaws, holding them delicately. He pressed his soft lips on your forehead, your skin tingling at his touch.
You looked at him, admiring his every detail, until-
"Riki, look," you said, calmly.
You both looked up at the comet running past earth. It lightened up the whole sky with its vibrant colors. It was ethereal, beautiful, gorgeous- and every other synonym to describe heaven.
He lay himself down on the cold, wet grass, pulling you down with him. You rested your head on his stretched out arm, looking up at the sight above.
"It's beautiful," you whispered.
He hummed. "Like you,"
And just like that, he thawed your once cold heart again.
Awhh thank you WE MISS YOU TOO BAE, we miss everyone tbh. Right now me and Yuna are so busy with our college work and it actually really overwhelming but hopefully we'll be back soon!!!
okay based on my last request here I'm just going to say something that's been in my head since I discovered enhypen
this is literally my comfort scenario
I always end up thinking about a very cold winter day, but what makes it all the more vivid (in my opinion) is the scenery in the room
for example the description of the temperature, the duvets, the lighting (I have a weakness for warm lights), the television on in the background but the main thing... the person with Jay, like declarations of love, a simple deep conversation... I DON'T KNOW, just his presence in itself would be perfect
I don't know if that made sense in any way, it's still something deep that I can't explain
If you want to create something with this (which in this case is very cliché but I like it 😭😭😭) feel free, I just think there should be a context (which I never stopped to think about)
Anyway, Ily 💖💖💖
Winter hangs in there — pjs.
It wasn't surprising. Another failed attempt at socialising, and another comment on your insecurities which they meant as a joke. ‘Haha, it was so funny I could cry’ you wanted to snap back, but chose the better of it. Rage turned into another cup of grief in the ocean of sadness in your head.
But no matter how much you wanted to cry and let your misery turn into salty droplets, it just never happened. With no one but yourself, you just swallowed it in and moved on. False. They gradually got collected for months and months and formed that depressing sea.
As you stepped outside, a cold wind bit at your cheeks. The air was freezing, and each breath created a mist in front of you. Wrapped up in a single jacket, you walked ahead, feeling the chill seeping through your clothes. At least the cold always hung in there with you. Also him. Maybe. So far.
You entered the building, and impatient as you were, you took the stairs. Standing in front of his door, you took your phone out to text him.
Y/n: “Password?”
Jay: “Gunter's birthday”
The warmth of Jay's home embraced you like a blanket as you walked in. You entered his room with a knock, and found him on the corner of his bed, glasses on as he typed rapidly on his laptop.
“Jay!” You whined. Despite how upset you were, you always felt playful with him. You took off your jacket as you dropped yourself on his bed.
“Back from school?”
“Mhm”
He chuckled.
“Just imagine actually going to school”
“Hey!”
“What?”
“You're lucky”
“Why?”
“I'd rather constantly be working and having body aches like a middle aged uncle than go to that prison of a school” you said in pout.
“Aw, there there” he caressed your hair. He noticed your silence as you stared blankly into nothing. Minutes passed by, until your state was too concerning for him. “Something wrong?”
You didn't know just two words could form tears in your eyes. You realised it wasn't your inability to cry, but the fact that no one cared to ask. No one wanted to listen to your cries. You sniffled, and he immediately understood, keeping his laptop aside as he sat you up.
“Hey hey, what happened?” The warmth of his hands met your cold skin as goosebumps rose around your entire body. You forgot about earlier in the day once you looked into his worried eyes. His face glowed in the perfect places, the low lights highlighting him like he was an angel. Now you sobbed for a different reason. You sobbed for everything, but nothing at all. You sobbed because Jay was just… perfect.
Because he treats you like a younger sister. A brat who constantly annoys him and whom he needs to tolerate. And who, considering his previous girlfriends, probably does not like younger girls.
You leaned your forehead on his chest, and he didn't hesitate to wrap his warm arms around you, patting your back. Such a big brother thing to do for a depressed younger sister. You hated it, which made your cries even worse. What a mess. You were crying in the arms of the reason for it.
“Hm?”
You shook your head. “Just school stuff”
“I understand if you don't wanna tell me” he said, before bringing you into a hug once more. Like an angel, he hummed softly into your ear as he drew circles at the back of your neck. If only life could be as beautiful as it was when he was next to you. His fingers were gentle and calming, and his body was like a blanket. You raised your head up.
“Jay?”
“Hm?”
“I need to get something out of my chest…”
“You can tell me, y/n, I won't judge” he smiled softly as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.
“I love you”
The words slipped out of your mouth without thinking after his action, until you realised and your eyes widened.
“I- I mean- yeah- no! I don't- but I do… I do. It's something- something I held in for so long and you don't really need to reply because I just wanted to let you know because… no I don't love you! I do, but I don't want- I mean, what I'm saying is- I understand if you don't wanna talk to me anym-”
“Say that again”
Your mouth opened and closed in confusion, a red tint now clearly visible on your cheeks.
“Wha-”
“Say it again” he looked at you with longing eyes, like he was begging you to.
“I- I love you…”
“Hm?” a slight smile formed on his face.
“I am in love with you, Park Jongseong”
His hands swiftly travelled to the back of your head and he brought your face closer to his. With your noses brushing against each other, his exhales came out like a soft wave of warmth. His eyes landed on yours, your lips just centimetres away.
okay based on my last request here I'm just going to say something that's been in my head since I discovered enhypen
this is literally my comfort scenario
I always end up thinking about a very cold winter day, but what makes it all the more vivid (in my opinion) is the scenery in the room
for example the description of the temperature, the duvets, the lighting (I have a weakness for warm lights), the television on in the background but the main thing... the person with Jay, like declarations of love, a simple deep conversation... I DON'T KNOW, just his presence in itself would be perfect
I don't know if that made sense in any way, it's still something deep that I can't explain
If you want to create something with this (which in this case is very cliché but I like it 😭😭😭) feel free, I just think there should be a context (which I never stopped to think about)
Anyway, Ily 💖💖💖
Winter hangs in there — pjs.
It wasn't surprising. Another failed attempt at socialising, and another comment on your insecurities which they meant as a joke. ‘Haha, it was so funny I could cry’ you wanted to snap back, but chose the better of it. Rage turned into another cup of grief in the ocean of sadness in your head.
But no matter how much you wanted to cry and let your misery turn into salty droplets, it just never happened. With no one but yourself, you just swallowed it in and moved on. False. They gradually got collected for months and months and formed that depressing sea.
As you stepped outside, a cold wind bit at your cheeks. The air was freezing, and each breath created a mist in front of you. Wrapped up in a single jacket, you walked ahead, feeling the chill seeping through your clothes. At least the cold always hung in there with you. Also him. Maybe. So far.
You entered the building, and impatient as you were, you took the stairs. Standing in front of his door, you took your phone out to text him.
Y/n: “Password?”
Jay: “Gunter's birthday”
The warmth of Jay's home embraced you like a blanket as you walked in. You entered his room with a knock, and found him on the corner of his bed, glasses on as he typed rapidly on his laptop.
“Jay!” You whined. Despite how upset you were, you always felt playful with him. You took off your jacket as you dropped yourself on his bed.
“Back from school?”
“Mhm”
He chuckled.
“Just imagine actually going to school”
“Hey!”
“What?”
“You're lucky”
“Why?”
“I'd rather constantly be working and having body aches like a middle aged uncle than go to that prison of a school” you said in pout.
“Aw, there there” he caressed your hair. He noticed your silence as you stared blankly into nothing. Minutes passed by, until your state was too concerning for him. “Something wrong?”
You didn't know just two words could form tears in your eyes. You realised it wasn't your inability to cry, but the fact that no one cared to ask. No one wanted to listen to your cries. You sniffled, and he immediately understood, keeping his laptop aside as he sat you up.
“Hey hey, what happened?” The warmth of his hands met your cold skin as goosebumps rose around your entire body. You forgot about earlier in the day once you looked into his worried eyes. His face glowed in the perfect places, the low lights highlighting him like he was an angel. Now you sobbed for a different reason. You sobbed for everything, but nothing at all. You sobbed because Jay was just… perfect.
Because he treats you like a younger sister. A brat who constantly annoys him and whom he needs to tolerate. And who, considering his previous girlfriends, probably does not like younger girls.
You leaned your forehead on his chest, and he didn't hesitate to wrap his warm arms around you, patting your back. Such a big brother thing to do for a depressed younger sister. You hated it, which made your cries even worse. What a mess. You were crying in the arms of the reason for it.
“Hm?”
You shook your head. “Just school stuff”
“I understand if you don't wanna tell me” he said, before bringing you into a hug once more. Like an angel, he hummed softly into your ear as he drew circles at the back of your neck. If only life could be as beautiful as it was when he was next to you. His fingers were gentle and calming, and his body was like a blanket. You raised your head up.
“Jay?”
“Hm?”
“I need to get something out of my chest…”
“You can tell me, y/n, I won't judge” he smiled softly as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.
“I love you”
The words slipped out of your mouth without thinking after his action, until you realised and your eyes widened.
“I- I mean- yeah- no! I don't- but I do… I do. It's something- something I held in for so long and you don't really need to reply because I just wanted to let you know because… no I don't love you! I do, but I don't want- I mean, what I'm saying is- I understand if you don't wanna talk to me anym-”
“Say that again”
Your mouth opened and closed in confusion, a red tint now clearly visible on your cheeks.
“Wha-”
“Say it again” he looked at you with longing eyes, like he was begging you to.
“I- I love you…”
“Hm?” a slight smile formed on his face.
“I am in love with you, Park Jongseong”
His hands swiftly travelled to the back of your head and he brought your face closer to his. With your noses brushing against each other, his exhales came out like a soft wave of warmth. His eyes landed on yours, your lips just centimetres away.
Sypnosis. You didn't know why your heart shattered, when your one sided love, Park Jongseong, left you in the dark- because he was never yours to begin with. You didn't expect what 2 years could do to a person, especially to him, now a completely different person. Not the little boy he used to be.
‘Knew I was falling when I looked inside your eyes’
You walked through the crowded corridor, occasionally dodging people who blocked your way. You didn't have a class in the morning, giving you free time. Once you reached your locker, your OCD got the best of you, making you randomly start organizing your locker.
It was… a disaster. There were advantages out of it, though. One- you found your missing airpod, two- your locker was clean. And three- you caught a glimpse of your constant concern of these four days- by the now clean mirror on the door of your locker. Park Jongseong- and he was not holding a girl. In fact, he hasn't been keeping up his nasty, arrogant, fuckboy personality ever since the tutoring session you had with him.
Your eyes met his, and the gaze was held until he walked past you. You didn't remember what happened on that day- but you were sure curious about it. You noticed his behavior, and the way he avoided you since then. You'd be lying if you said you weren't concerned.
‘What the fuck did you do, y/n?’
As you leaned your chin on your palm, you looked down at Jay who sat two rows ahead of you. He drank water and kept the bottle hanging on his hand- writing something with the other, as if he was holding a glass of wine.
‘What-’
Your mind reeled to a clip of a neon room filled with insane people. Jay, a girl in his hand and a drink in his other. It wasn't only the picture of it in your mind, but the rage you felt at that moment was as plain as day, the way he's hand explored her curves, the look on his face.You felt the urge to throw your bag across the lecture room hoping to knock some sense into him, but chose the better of it. You came back to reality at the snap in your hand. Your pencil fell out of your hand, broken in half at the sudden memory you got of four days ago.
Your rage never decreased as the days went on. Every time you saw Jay and his nervous eyes, you felt like slapping him across the face. Why was he avoiding you? If anything, you were the one who had to avoid him. Fuck it, you didn't even like him. In fact, you hated him. And the second make out session in the bathroom in which you witnessed was just fuel to the fire. Even then he ignored your presence, but the burn in his eyes on your back still haunted you.
It was about time Jay and his parents visited again. I mean, your parents shared a bond like siblings with Mr And Mrs. Park. You used to love that bond to bits, but not anymore. You glared at the boy sitting across from you as your parents laughed at some inside joke.
“Jay, why don't you have another study session with y/n like last time?” Mrs. Park suggested.
“Ah yes, Jay honey, how was it? I forgot to ask you” your mother’s eyes fell on his.
“Uh- it was- effective” he replied, his eyes down before meeting your eyes at his mother's suggestion.
“Son, we’ll be going in a while, so why don't you come back when you're done?”
Great. Just great.
“Okay. Bye mom, dad”
You found yourself in your room with Jay, again. You brought your books to your hand, although you knew you'd do anything but study. You needed answers. Nevertheless, you started.
“I hope you read through those notes I emailed you, it's simplified and this part links with th-” you halted to the sound of his footsteps towards your window.
“Where do you think you're going?”
No response.
“Jay”
Ignored.
“Park Jongseong” you spoke a little louder.
“What?” He turned, his eyes narrowed in frustration.
“Where are you going?” You asked, your voice sharper.
“Anywhere but here” his reply was cold, hiding whatever emotion he felt. You walked towards him, your every step increasing your heart beat, forcing him to look at you.
“Why? Do I make you uncomfortable?” the thought bothered you.
He sighed, his frustration clearly visible. “No, I'm done with you, y/n. I have nothing to do with you, so leave me alone”
Your eyes turned glassy. Not out of sadness, but rage, if anyone was done it was you. That was it. You said that line a million times but it never really applied.
“No, I'm fucking done with you!” You pushed his chest, the force taking him by surprise.
“What has happened to you, Jay? Chains? Alcohol? Girls? Who… who are you?” You asked, each word louder and more threatening than the previous one. You sighed and calmed yourself down, starting again with a calmer tone.
“I remember everything from that night. How you were fucking grinding with that girl in the club like a corrupted, useless, filthy, fuckboy who's world revolves around nothing but sex” you said, lowering your gaze as each word was like pepper to your eyes.
“And guess what? I tried so hard to avoid the conclusion, but you are exactly that. A good-for-nothing, idiotic, playboy. I'm so fucking dissapointed in you, Jay. You're not the person I miss. Not the person I… loved” the words stung your own heart. Spitting them out hurt more.
“And I was stupid enough to be excited when you came back. I'd rather you just stay out of my life now” your eyes focused on the windowsill, not wanting to meet his eyes as more unnoticed tears flowed down your drenched cheeks.
“That's all you remember?” he spoke. His voice was low and raspy as he swallowed away the urge of spilling tears. He didn't want to meet your gaze as you turned to face him, and he didn't have to look at you to know you were confused. In fact, he didn't want to look at you, knowing he'd crumble to pieces if he saw you once again. Vulnerable. For once in his life, he was vulnerable. And only you could do this to him.
“What do you mean?”
“Nevermind” he choked out, walked to your window and crawled out of it, afraid that you'd see through the mask he wore with the greatest difficulty. He was weak… only for you.
‘Fucking hell, y/n’ you said to yourself.
After a solid two minutes, you became restless.
What did he mean?
You couldn't help but follow him. You didn't know what one, but you knew he was in one of those small alleyways you used to go together. As you took fast steps, not realizing you were running, you poked your head in every narrow street. Your feet stopped to the empty, abandoned one in front of you. You were long gone from your neighborhood, but the familiarity of the path ahead, you knew like the back of your hand.
You walked along the pathway, your mind reeling back to the past with every step. You doubted Jay was here, but for old times sake, you couldn't help but go out of track. There it was. The algae-covered building which would break any second, but it still stood mighty. You walked up the stairs two at a time with ease, before you met the rooftop of your childhood. And the boy of your childhood.
There he was, back facing you as he stared blankly down at the street. He was deep in thought, but the sound of his silent sniffing triggered something in you. You took soft footsteps closer, but stopped to admire the view ahead. The pink-orange tint to the sky made the empty fields of grass beneath it even more beautiful. Nostalgia hit you like the wind blowing across your face when he turned to look at you.
It was him. The boy you thought you lost. The boy you missed.
You didn't miss the faint evidence of tears on his cheeks, and almost broke to the sight. He didn't have the strength to wear the mask back on, not when you stared at him so deeply like that.
“Tell me what happened, Jay” your voice came out a whisper. “I won't accuse you, just- why are you like this? I miss the old y-” you stopped midway.
Oh.
Your words got cut off at the feel of his soft lips on yours. He kissed you desperately through the tears, like he would lose you if he let you out of his hold. It all came back to you. There was a faint voice in your head, your mind dazed at the night of the study session.
‘If all it is is eight letters…
Why is it so hard to say?’
He leaned his forehead on yours, chest heaving up and down steadily as he caught his breath. A shiver ran down your spine at the breath fanning across your face, moving your eyelashes with the rhythm of his exhales.
“Jay…” you looked up at him, a hand on his chest and the other meddling with the ends of his hair on his neck. It all came spilling out with that one look in his eyes. The denied love you kept locked in was plain as day. The love you didn't want to admit. You fell. And you fell hard.
“Y/n, I'm sorry it has to be me” he said, breaking eye contact and looking at the floor beneath you.
“What do you mean?” Your voice was hoarse as you held his jaw and made him look up once again.
“I knew I was falling when I looked into your eyes, y/n, I love you. But you deserve the world. Not me. Not a good-for-nothing, idiotic playboy” his eyes failed him at his own words. His lips trembled until his words faded into mumbles in between soft sniffles.
‘But you are my world. No one can tell me otherwise. Not even you, Jongseong”
“But-”
It was your turn to catch him off guard. You pressed your lips onto his without warning. It wasn't long until he gave into the kiss, dangling a hand on your shoulder and the other on your upper neck, your lips molding perfectly into his. How much your past self must hate you for this.
He broke the kiss, leaning onto the nape of your neck as he embraced you into his warmth. His lips gently grazed over your skin, sending chills all around your body.
“You drive me insane, y/n” he whispered, his breath like a soft breeze- enough to send you off the edge. His natural scent filled your nostrils, making you smile at the fond memories. And also excited to make more.
You bit your lip in joy, looking up at the view once again. The afterglow of the unnoticed sunset lingered in the sky, and in Jay's view was the newly risen moon.
You would watch the sunset turn into a sunrise with Jay by your side, under thunderstorms and whirlwinds. You love him. You tried to hate him so much. Who were you trying to convince all this time?
“Y/n” You heard him whisper to your ear as your head lay on his stretched out arm, eyes still plastered on the stars.
“Hm?”
“Do you know how much courage it took to say those words?” his words vibrated against your body.
“What? The ‘l’ word?” you smirked.
“Yeah”
“But look where your courage brought us”
With that, he was on top of you, lightly laying himself on your body, and gentle with every move. You looked above at the stars scattered across the sky, but soon enough got distracted by the stars in his eyes. It was a relief that the both of you were on the same boat, under the same sky- after an eternity of waiting. You smiled, connecting your fingers with his. His even breaths were comforting in every way. He sighed into your neck, butterflies fluttering inside of you.
the most attractive thing a guy can do is lean in and whisper smth into your ear and then end the sentence with "yeah?" LIKE PARK SUNGHOON OF MY IMAGINATION YOU CANNOT DO THIS TO ME MY MAN.
Warnings. Fluff, explosions, forest fire, and stuff like dying
Synopsis. He was yours, and you were his. No one could change that. Or else- that's what you thought. Your love was unbreakable, true. But would it last even after death? In our next lives, like he said it would?
'He'd love me even in his next life, he said'
"Princess y/n, I need a word" he interrupted the conversation you were having with some high class women, who would be 'useful', according to your parents, in the future.
"If you'll excuse me" you told them with a smile, and they nodded in response.
You walked beside Jungwon, or else, Prince Jungwon, trying to resist the smile which was forming on your face.
You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, a sigh of relief- followed by a smile once you met his eyes. But why did he look nervous?
"Y/n…" he took your hands in his.
You tilted your head, waiting for him to complete his sentence.
This was the place you loved the most. It was just a wall and a few trees away from the palace, but it held everything that you and Jungwon had.
"Wha-"
"Let's get married"
You choked on your words.
"M- married?" You smiled brightly, but still in disbelief.
He nodded.
"Okay!" You said as you pulled him in for a hug. You were overwhelmed, but you'd do anything if it were with him. You loved him. He parted the hug, and held your jaws with his hands, his sparkling eyes flickering between your eyes and lips.
He leaned in to kiss you- and it wasn't long before his soft lips reached yours. He buried his head in your neck. You wanted time to stop. You wished you could stay like this forever. You loved him.
"I love you" he whispered.
"I love you more, my prince"
He shook his head
"I love you to the moon and back, and I'd burn in the sun for you" he said with a smile, his eyes teary.
You gasped.
"Why're you crying?" You asked, worried.
"Because I love you too much!"
You giggled at his childishness.
"Wherever you are, I'll be with you. I want you to be my present and my future, I'll love you even in my next life!"
"You won't know me in your next life, silly"
He raised your chin for another kiss- but it didn't arrive. You heard a loud sound, before screams and cries overtook the singing of the birds and the whispers of the trees.
You fell on the ground due to the turbulence, along with Jungwon. Your heart was beating faster with every second. You heard the high pitched voices of mothers crying for their children and the sharp sounds of drawing out of swords.
"They've attacked! Protect the king and the princess!" You heard a man yelling over the screams.
And before you could run-
Boom.
Your breathing was unsteady. You opened your eyes which were closed unintentionally, to the bright fire which was destroying everything you called home. The flame grew closer and closer as they caught every leaf which they could reach.
"Y- y/n…" you heard a faint voice.
You panted as you tried to reach your lover's stretched out hand, accepting the fact that your pants could be some of your last breaths. You reached his bruised fingers and entangled them with yours.
"Don't forget me, my prince" you whispered between your trembling lips.
You were witnessing your beloved dying in flames, and you couldn't do anything about it.
And before you knew it, the heat of the blazing flame caught your hand. The hand which was once holding his. This was it. You felt yourself drowning in a pit of red, burning fire, your skin was boiling and your life was slowly leaving.
The last sigh arrived.
— — — — — — — — — — — — — — —
"I'm hungry!" You whined as you took a seat on the dining table.
"I made you some sandwiches, dear," your mother replied with a smile.
"Thanks, mom," you smiled back.
After you ate your breakfast, you ran outside with your bag.
"I'm leaving!" You announced.
"Be careful! And have a good day!" Your mom replied.
You walked along the peaceful roads, before you heard a door being unlocked.
"Be safe, Jungwon! Don't mess up your first day!" You heard a woman, probably his mother, tell him. You heard him respond with a small 'okay'.
You screeched. A damn rock. You almost tripped on a rock. Well you didn't- but you did catch the boy's attention (in the most embarrassing way).
You froze once you met his eyes. It was probably just 3 seconds, but it played in slow motion in your eyes. And little did you know that he felt the same. You walked awkwardly on either side of the road, before you had to make a right turn. But he went left.
You glanced at him over your shoulder one more time, before you went your own way.
'A new neighbor, perhaps'
End.
A/n: sorry for the continuous depressing content I swear it'll get better omg TT
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