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once again ive realised just how little motivation i have. a moment before i make all of my accs, i forgot but then i remember how i simply cannot handle having multiple social media accounts and posting stuff on every one... yay :,)
maybe one day, ill remember about this app again and surprise yall with something but until then, writer rika off 🤧 (ill be popping in to support my favs every now and then)
p.s. enhypen is 7, i will forever fight to bring heeseung back into enhypen AND for him to be able to do his solo projects while being in enhypen, im pro boycott. k thnx bye, xo 💋
I've seen so many people say they're not going to boycott. So I'm going to take a different approach here. Please do not scroll past this post. Please read it. Understand it. Many of you are scared when you hear the word boycott. I'm here to help you understand it. Do you have to boycott after reading this? No. That is your choice. But please read this post. I see so many people still interacting with my fics, so I’m hopeful you have the time to read this through and form your own opinion.
The issue at hand.
Heeseung asked BELIFT LAB to release a solo album while being part of ENHYPEN and the “company concluded that pursuing a full solo career outside the group” was better for him. Not “Heeseung decided”, the “company concluded”. They also stated that “ENHYPEN’s schedule remains extremely demanding throughout the year, making it difficult for members to develop independent musical projects while maintaining full group activities,” or in simple words, ENHYPEN are too overworked to let them have any individual creative freedom and grow outside of the group.
This means that not only did they force out Heeseung, they’re also going to continue exploiting the other members and continue overworking them and will not be giving them a chance to explore solo activities. If any other member wants to pursue solo activities, they must leave the group.
First of all, why is it that Heeseung must leave? As ENGENES have been trending, “individual pursuits should not come at the cost of seven”. This belief is built upon the fact that multiple K-Pop groups allow their members to carry out both solo activities and group activities and do not impose an ultimatum upon them where they must choose either one.
The members have been overworked over years now. A source dated 08/24/2022 about ENHYPEN at KCON states that “fans noticed the members looked exhausted, suggesting it may be a mental or psychological burnout issue rather than just physical fatigue.” It is now March 2026, meaning that they have been overworked for atleast three years and seven months now. This shows that BELIFT LAB has been overworking ENHYPEN for over half their career now.
BELIFT LAB has continuously shown the boys are expendable and all they care is about the money the group gives them. They made Jay perform with a hurt knee for a year without giving him time to let it heal, “filmed a whole music video without Sunoo, made Jake perform immediately after losing a loved one, kept Ni-ki away from his family for years, and now they have manipulated a member into leaving”.
If this isn’t convincing enough, Ni-ki himself stated in a live how demanding their schedules are sometime last year. He stated, “there's that meme right, when someone comes back home from work and lay down for a bit and then gets up immediately? ENHYPEN's schedule is exactly like that these days.”
The best solution we have now.
What is boycott? To boycott means to stop buying or using the goods or services of a certain company or country as a protest. It is important to know that there two types of boycotting: financial boycotting and cultural boycotting. Financial boycotting targets companies into changing their practice by refusing to spend our money on their products. Cultural boycotting aims to isolate an entity by severing ties and refusing to take part in events or supporting collaborations.
ENGENES who are pro-boycott (like I am) are aiming for only a temporary financial boycott.
This means that you can consume ENHYPEN content, keep engaging with their posts, stream their music, support their brand deals, and even attend in-person events, vote for them for awards. This that is part of cultural boycotting. This doesn’t affect ENHYPEN’s credits/value. What we’re asking you to not do is to spend your money on albums, merch (online, at pop-up stores, at concerts .etc), fancalls, concerts, and anything else that involves spending your money for a while until BELIFT LAB fixes things.
A temporary financial boycott does not hurt ENHYPEN, it hurts BELIFT LAB.
Why are we financially boycotting? Simple. We want BELIFT LAB to be accountable for their actions. We want them to change their ways and give ENHYPEN more easier schedules that allow rest and incorporate time to build independent images by allowing them to have Instagram accounts, individual brand deals, and the creativity to explore individual pursuits. We want the company to allow Heeseung to pursue solo activities while staying as a member of ENHYPEN.
Why does a financial boycott work? Corporations like BELIFT LAB prioritize money. This is especially because the agency only manages two groups and financial reports over several years have shown that they are overwhelmingly dependent on ENHYPEN’s income to fund themselves. This is even more important as BELIFT LAB is planning to debut a new boy group. This boy group needs money to be invested in them yet they are not bringing money to the company yet as they have not yet debuted. How will BELIFT LAB get this money? From ENHYPEN and ILLIT.
Protesting will do nothing. Just talking about boycotting has diminished HYBE’s share value more than when protesting did on the first day, imagine how much we could bring it down if we actually boycotted. When share values go down, shareholders will place more pressure on HYBE and in turn BELIFT LAB to fix things.
Anti-boycotters say not to. But what else can we do that hurts BELIFT LAB? They ask us to continue supporting ENHYPEN and bring them higher so that they can negotiate for better contracts next year. ENHYPEN is a cash cow, a group that has low growth potential because they have now reached the peak of their careers. How much higher will we be able to take them. Sure, they can grow a bit more, but not as much as a new group can. HYBE is a company that has phased out groups to introduce new ones. They will most likely not negotiate for better contracts.
And what about ILLIT and the new boy group then? Two groups of idols who won’t have this leverage to negotiate anytime soon? What happens to them? Will they just have to suffer through this mistreatment too until it’s their turns to renew?
No one wants to boycott their favorite group. I most definitely don’t want to either. But not boycotting means that ENHYPEN will just continue to be mistreated under BELIFT LAB.
If you are unwilling to boycott BELIFT LAB for mistreating ENHYPEN, then boycott them for being zionist and supporting zionism.
Please stand with us in this temporary financial boycott. If BELIFT LAB does not care about their idols, we have to. They are human just like us and do not deserve to be treated unlike.
I have talked about this more in this post here, so please check it out.
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LEE HEESEUNG is competitive when it comes to his video games. even when he plays with riki, he isn't willing to lose without a fight. so when you insisted on playing mario kart with him, he knew he was gone for you when he found himself willingly losing to your toadette on the screen just to see you happy.
PARK JONGSEONG knows it when he thinks about how you would love whatever he's cooking. whenever he tests out a new recipe, he immediately thinks about you taste testing it over the three other guys he shares a dorm with.
SIM JAEYUN registers it the way you always listen to his little rants about literally anything in the world. the way that you never find it annoying that he's constantly sharing his thoughts and random knowledge with you and actually listen and never get bored of him has him knowing that he loves you.
PARK SUNGHOON understands his feelings for you in a rather unexpected way. he finds out through a picture that jay takes of you two when you guys are all hanging out together. sunghoon knows when he sees the love he holds in his eyes when he looks at you that his heart belongs to you.
KIM SEONWOO knows this sounds cliche, but the moment he saw you laugh, his heart skipped a beat and he knew he was gone. you had him yearning for that bright smile of yours, leading to sunoo trying his best to crack jokes and share memes to see that laugh for at least a moment.
YANG JUNGWON realizes his feelings when he sees you with your neighbor's baby who you were babysitting. he instantly starts thinking about how you would make a wonderful mother before it dawns upon him that you were the person he wanted to build his future with.
NISHIMURA RIKI figures it out when he finds himself thinking of you at every waking moment. he waits for every text that you send each other sharing everything and your shared late night calls. to him, you feel safe. you feel like home.
브리 ܃ happy valentine's! i hope you guys have a lovely day with your loved ones <3 anw who wants to be my valentine guys its lonely here :(
'big girls don't cry' fills the otherwise empty practice room as you watch your boyfriend effortlessly execute each move; looking deliciously good in his tank top, baggy sweats hanging low, hair slicked back and tucked into a cap.
he curses out of the blue, halting his fluid yet sharp movements before stalking over to turn off the music and drop down to the floor.
you get up and make your way to riki as he takes off his cap and runs a hand through his wet hair, back pressed against the cool wall. slumping down beside him, your head drops onto his shoulder.
"i'm sweaty, baby," riki tells you softly, trying to nudge your head away with his shoulder to no avail as you just squirm closer to him.
"you were doing so great," you tell him, looking up at him, chin resting on his shoulder. "why'd you stop?"
"i keep messing up the footwork at that part of the song," he complains. "and it's stupid. i've done it before, why can't i do it again."
"you're just tired from doing it over and over again, ki," you suggest apologetically, hand rubbing his arm in an attempt to soothe him.
you quickly get on your feet, and extend your hands to riki. "here," you start as his hands wrap around yours. "why don't you teach me how to do the dance to 'sacrifice'?."
"i don't know...maybe later," riki mumbles.
you knew riki was a perfectionist and that he was afraid of messing up when he was teaching you. but you knew that helping him take his mind off a choreo that he'd been drilling into his muscle memory with another one would probably help.
"come on," you groan, tugging him forward to get him to stand up. and you manage to get a reluctant riki off the floor with a chuckle.
a few hours fly by as riki teaches you the choreo. and of course, he doesn't pass up any chance he gets to be a flirt.
every time he wants to correct you, he makes sure to trail his hands all over you and get super close to you. it doesn't help that every time you do something right he grabs your face in his hands and gives you a kiss that gets longer each time you kiss until you can't breathe anymore and pull away for air―taking you twice as long as you need to learn the choreo.
"riki," you gasp through the kiss he's sharing with you right now. "riki, it's late. i have work tomorrow."
"one more," he whispers, diving back to meet your lips again.
you chuckle when he finally pulls away, taking in his puffy lips and shit-eating grin.
"i'm going to run through 'big girls don't cry' once more," he says hands still lingering on your hips as you pull away to pack up.
you watch him run though the choreo he'd been struggling with earlier with a doting smile as you collect both of your belongings and watch as riki flawlessly finishes the entire thing.
"you did it!" you say, clapping as you make your way to him with his water bottle and your bags. he downs the water before bear hugging you.
"i did," he echoes, lips meeting your neck. "it's because of you. my lucky charm."
you giggle, hand running through his hair. "it's all you, baby," you whisper, closing your eyes and allowing yourself to melt in his embrace.
브리 ܃ i did want to make the part where riki teaches you the choreo more descriptive but uhh... my dancing days are long gone and i couldnt figure out how... ^^' i still hope you guys like it!! can u tell i like the brown-blue color scheme uh...
828 ⋆˚✿ ―― 𝑓.reader ❝ reader is in aespa fluff ( 💌 )
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you were a really successful idol, a member of the beloved girl group aespa, and now you'd been appointed as the mc for a talk show where you sit around and talk with your guests while eating yakiniku.
the guests on your show this week were heeseung, sunghoon, and ni-ki from enhypen. and you'd be lying if you said you weren't excited to meet them. you'd been captivated by their music, and their energetic performances since they deubted literally almost two weeks after you.
heeseung had been your favorite member, capturing your eye all the time with his magnetic presence. so you were a bit nervous to meet him as well. you couldn't figure out why. you'd met so many other idols on your show and in general at award shows, but the thought of meeting heeseung made you really nervous.
as filming started, you sat with them on one end of the grill, heeseung sitting to your right with ni-ki and sunghoon directly opposite to you.
and surprisingly, you were handling things really smoothly.
"your new hair color really suits you," you comment casually, grilling a piece of beef.
"oh, thank you," heeseung replies, the tip of his ears tinged red, so subtle that only his members noticed. "i wanted to do a lighter hair color so i thought of doing blonde."
"ah, he was copying ni-ki," sunghoon adds teasingly.
"oh yeah, he stole my hair," ni-ki joins in, hand over his mouth as he tries to quickly swallow the food before poking fun at heeseung.
"oh?" you giggle, the corners of your eyes crinkling with amusement as you laugh. "is that true?"
"no!" heeseung quickly laughs, trying to protect himself from the younger ones' teasing. "they're lying! i've been blonde for a while now, like a darker blonde but it's still blonde. i didn't want to bleach my hair this light right after the red hair from coachella, so i decided to wait for a while. but i still had blonde hair!"
"it's okay, heeseung," you tell him, voice light and joyous. "the younger ones are just joking around. we believe you. it's great to see you take care of your hair, though. it's cool to keep looks fresh, but it's also important to take care of yourself as well."
and so the rest of the filming continued with you asking them about their latest comeback, talking about other things such as new things in seoul, things they discovered aboard, even going into a playfully heated debate over sushi toppings.
and before you knew it, filming was over and you all helped the production team wrap up things before getting ready to leave.
"you should ask noona for her number," ni-ki whispered to heeseung over his shoulder as he packed his bag.
"huh? whose? y/n's? no," heeseung mumbled in panic, the red staining his ears spreading his cheeks. "she probably sees me as just a friend."
"hyung, you can't be that stupid," sunghoon laughed, joining his maknae. "y/n noona was clearly into you. you were so into each other i'm sure the fans are definitely going to spot the chemistry when this episode gets posted."
"ah, i'm nervous, though," heeseung chuckles, trying to hide the anxiety churning inside him.
"come on, hyung," sunghoon coaxes. "just ask her.
"yeah," ni-ki follows. "it's not like you're asking her to marry you. you just want to get to know her more."
"the worst she can say is no," heeseung says, sighing. "i'll do it. but i just don't know how to get her alone."
"oh, we've got that covered," ni-ki chuckles, a mischevious grin plastered on his and sunghoon's faces.
and that's how heeseung found himself with you alone in the elevator after sunghoon and ni-ki sprinted out last moment under the guise of ni-ki losing something.
"hello, heeseung," you greet warmly as you put on your big coat, bowing politely afterwards, which he returns. "today went well. keep working hard, yeah?"
"yeah," he responds, trying his best to keep his voice steady. "thanks for having us."
"always," you reply before the silence swallows you.
it's now or never.
"hey, uh, you're really kind and pretty," he starts off, nervous, looking at you pleadingly with those sweet bambi eyes. "i was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime. y'know, get know each other more. that stuff…"
you felt your heart pound and your knees go weak at his gaze. and your heart knew what to say before your brain even caught up with what was going on.
"yes," you say hurriedly. "i mean. yeah, sure, i'd love that."
a beautiful smile blossoms on his lips, one that your smile quickly mirrors.
"really? uh, thank you," heeseung replies, pulling out his phone to exchange numbers.
"you'll text me?" you ask after putting your number in his phone.
"i wouldn't forget," he replies, cocky, victorious grin on his face.
you realized heeseung might be the death of you.
브리 ܃ thank you for the rq ! ^^ the way enhypen is being treated is super disappointing though―belift take care of your idols please !
Yall are about to piss me off. Someone needs to kidnap them from that company and keep them hostage in a nice warm bed for 5 years. I'm saying this in the nicest and loving way possible, they need to disband or atleast take a hiatus cause this shit has gone way too far. Who gives a shit about a new album or music videos? THESE ARE HUMAN BEINGS. I don't give a shit about how much yall love their music, this is way too much. These guys are being so overworked to the point of their own fans BEGGING them to disband for their health. These are HUMAN BEINGS, not slaves in a cage made to perform for you 24/7. One simple look in their eyes and you can TELL that they are not okay.
guys MCOUNTDOWN pre-vote is still ongoing! Don’t forget to cast your votes for Enhypen's ‘knife’ 5x max per acc. Please encourage others too, 1st place is not going to be secured because it seems like the opponent might catch up anytime soon.
Please vote guys! We can get them this award if we all vote for them!
plsplspls if you truly support our boys, you will vote for them and help them win! its so so important for us and for them as it will give them what they deserve for all their hard work that they do for us engenes, so please, it isn't hard at all. download the app and vote now!!! the gap is very close so we need to make it larger and make sure enhypen wins !!
SUMMARY: you just came back from work, exhausted as always. your husband reminds you how loved you are and falls asleep next to you.
GENRE: fluff, sfw ; WORD COUNT: 925 words
WARNINGS: husband!sim jaeyun x reader, suggestive (of death), kissing, extreme fluff
author's note: first work after exams heheh. i wanted this to be short but it turned out longer than i wanted at first. inspired by sleep tight by enhypen. this new album has got to me so hardddd i am so obsessed already. anyways, enjoy!!
NOW PLAYING: sleep tight by enhypen
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the door slammed shut behind you as you took a step into your apartment. a heavy sigh left your mouth — shoulders drooping and arms hanging. your bag dropped to the floor with a soft thud, while your gaze rested at some dot on the wall next to you. after your eyes focused back again, you finally found some strength to take off your dripping coat and place your wet shoes on the rack.
jake had already heard the door unlock, ran to the foyer and waited by the door, like a puppy for its owner. when he saw you walk in, eyes dark, legs barely able to support you, he felt something shatter in him. his smile faded, his eyes watching you silently, his arms ready to stretch out.
it always hurt your husband to see you in a state like this constantly. it was unavoidable due to the constant heavy load at your job as a paramedic. of course, anything was possible, but it wasn't always good. he knew how hard it was for you, but he also knew how much you loved this job. even with your sleepless nights staring at paperwork, having to witness many tragic moments with others' loved ones or stressing out when sudden calls came in, while being a trained professional of several years. it was severely demanding, and jake was fully understanding of it. he was the only reason you were able to get up the next morning. even with his own problems, whether they were back at home or at his own job, he made you feel like the most loved person in the world, which you certainly were. you were grateful for him — his thoughtfulness. he always had his late-night plans to fancy restaurants or parks with beautiful views from high above, or when you didn't feel like going out, he made your home feel like heaven. it wasn't just the movie nights he carefully thought out, the platters you laid your eyes on for a millisecond anywhere prepared for you on the kitchen counter when you came home, or the quiet nights lying together, just blabbering away about life and its problems. just getting it all off your chest was enough, and it made both of you feel a bit better. but it wasn't just that. it was him, being next to him. feeling his presence next to you was always reassuring. it was more than you could ever ask for.
he always wanted to give you everything, even when you couldn't.
as soon as you looked up and your eyes met his, you gathered all your last energy to get to him just to end up in his arms. he clutched to you tightly, smothering you with little pecks in every place that was in his view. he made sure there was no place that his lips didn't kiss.
you felt him pick you up swiftly, now bridal carrying you to the bathtub. it was already filled, perfectly warm. rose petals floated around in the water; a luxurious scent lingered in the room, separate from the fresh, slightly floral smell of the person whose hands you were currently in. you looked up at him and mumbled a quiet "thank you." he cautiously placed you on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor, kissed your lips and left. your towel swung, hanging on the back of the door.
you finished your shower quicker than you expected, even with jake checking up on you every now and then — to scrub your back, to hand you a new bottle of conditioner, to share his horrible jokes somewhere. after you came out of the bathroom, you sat down on the bed, and in an instant, your body collapsed onto it. jake followed a moment later, after turning off all the lights.
rain continued to pour, acting as natural white noise, drowning out and distracting the thoughts running around in your brain. the hypnotic effect of the sound of downpour made your mind feel more at ease. the dramatic, loud and powerful nature lashing against the window panes was completely different to the cozy atmosphere you had inside. warm, quiet, safe.
an arm wrapped around your waist, reminding you of your comforting, caring husband lying next to you. you weren't asleep just yet, but you were getting there. so you felt it all but stayed still, turning around once in a while. as you turned to face him, his hand landed on your back — drawing gentle circles, some lines streaked across. as if he were creating a masterpiece of art on your back. after a few seconds, he lowered his hand back to your waist and pulled you closer to him. you were practically in his embrace now — breathing into his chest while inhaling the citrus scent on him. his other hand hovered over your face, going over each part. your eyes, your faintly blushed cheeks, your perfect nose, your soft lips that were slightly curved into a natural smile. he watched over you — admiring every single detail — carefully as to not wake you. he kissed your closed eyes, the tiny freckles splattered across your face, the tip of your nose and your lips. those lips he could never get enough of. the taste of the sweetness that came in every kiss felt like a dream. one last kiss landed on your precious, to him, lips before he began to drift off himself.
his voice echoed before the sound of rain filled the house once again.
"sleep tight."
thank you for reading. any interactions are appreciated <3
note ~~ this work is fiction.
disclaimer: no ai was used in the writing of this work. i do not own the photos used in this post. sunsriri all rights reserved.
You'd always known Lee Heeseung wasn't good for you. But despite the knowledge, you always believed that love could do wonders and that maybe, just maybe, your love could change each other.
You were right when you thought your love could change each other―but instead of you changing Heeseung for the better, he changed you for the worse.
Throughout your relationship, Heeseung had been doing nothing but manipulative. Constantly lying to your face and controlling you unknowingly to keep you as his.
But that ended today.
"Baby, c'mon," Heeseung drawls, hand cupping your chin.
His lips press against you as he holds you against the wall, hand tracing circles on the small of your back.
"You know she was bad for you," he murmurs between kisses. "You don't believe what she says, do you?"
"Hee," you start angrily as you try to defend your best friend from the allegations your boyfriend threw at her, the protest dying as he silences you with his sweet venom of a kiss.
"Shh," he whispers. "Just focus on me, princess. Forget about her." Heeseung's hand lifts your jaw, plump lips placing an open mouthed kiss on your throat, sucking at the skin.
You feel your knees go weak like they always do whenever Heeseung does this to you, a sigh escaping your lips. But when you hear the soft chuckle Heeseung lets out, unmistakably arrogant, you snap back into focus.
You push him away, eyes locking with his. A wave of sorrow wrecks your nerves as you watch his doe eyes widen with surprise and a devotion fueled by obsession. As much as you hated how he treated you, you realized you adored the way Heeseung knew exactly how to make you believe and feel that he loved you, even though it was all a desperate act to keep you.
No. You were done. This wasn't how you expected your relationship to turn out, but you couldn't do this anymore―shouldn't do this anymore. You were choosing yourself now and you were going to get through what Heeseung put you through. All the relationships he cut off―all your friends, your coworkers, your relatives―you were going to slowly rebuild them and free yourself from the lies before you lost everyone.
"I'm done," you tell him, eyes glazed with tears yet defiant. "I'm breaking up with you."
Heeseung stares at you quietly, before laughing, hand taking yours.
"Come now, princess." He grins. "Drop the games. Let's go. I'm getting bored."
"No," you reply, tugging your hand out of his grasp and you can see panic slowly filter through his brown gaze.
"You're leaving me?" he asks, voice tinged with alarm. He tries to laugh as he speaks, his voice cracking slightly. "You can't do that. Who's going to look out for you? Your friends only want to use you, baby, y'know that, right? You're not going back to any of them are you? You can't leave. You need me."
"I don't," you reassure him. "I don't need you, Heeseung. You actually need me. You want to control me. All you've done is isolate me from the world and treat me like a fragile doll everyone hated just to keep me for yourself. I tried to ignore it. I tried to ignore everything. I thought you'd change. But you'll never change. These past two years have proved that."
"I had to do it," Heeseung sputters angrily, brows furrowing. "You don't see it, Y/n. You're stupid. You always were. I didn't need to change. You needed to change. You kept trusting everyone knowing that no one likes you, Y/n. No one but me."
Heeseung's words were a slap to the face and for a moment you were stunned to the point of silence. His words stung inside you and tears bited at the corner of your eyes.
He cupped your face. "Let's just go now, baby. Let's just forget we ever fought." His lips curve into a small smile. "C'mon. You'll be a good girl f'me, hm?"
You wasn't stupid enough to ignore the cycle anymore. Heeseung would blame you whenever you fought. Then he would pretend like nothing ever happened.
"I tried hard to be with you," you confess to him quietly. "And now I'm okay with walking away. Because I know that you know that. We're over, Heeseung."
You step away from him, grabbing your handbag and seeing yourself out. "Good luck with your life," you wish him before you completely removed him from your life.
Freeing yourself from this toxic relationship was hard. But you would sleep like a baby tonight knowing that Lee Heeseung would soon be nothing but an afterthought to you.
브리 ܃ yeah this is just pure angst sawry :3
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SUMMARY: you just came back from work, exhausted as always. your husband reminds you how loved you are and falls asleep next to you.
GENRE: fluff, sfw ; WORD COUNT: 925 words
WARNINGS: husband!sim jaeyun x reader, suggestive (of death), kissing, extreme fluff
author's note: first work after exams heheh. i wanted this to be short but it turned out longer than i wanted at first. inspired by sleep tight by enhypen. this new album has got to me so hardddd i am so obsessed already. anyways, enjoy!!
NOW PLAYING: sleep tight by enhypen
▶︎•၊၊||၊|။||||။၊|• 2:37
the door slammed shut behind you as you took a step into your apartment. a heavy sigh left your mouth — shoulders drooping and arms hanging. your bag dropped to the floor with a soft thud, while your gaze rested at some dot on the wall next to you. after your eyes focused back again, you finally found some strength to take off your dripping coat and place your wet shoes on the rack.
jake had already heard the door unlock, ran to the foyer and waited by the door, like a puppy for its owner. when he saw you walk in, eyes dark, legs barely able to support you, he felt something shatter in him. his smile faded, his eyes watching you silently, his arms ready to stretch out.
it always hurt your husband to see you in a state like this constantly. it was unavoidable due to the constant heavy load at your job as a paramedic. of course, anything was possible, but it wasn't always good. he knew how hard it was for you, but he also knew how much you loved this job. even with your sleepless nights staring at paperwork, having to witness many tragic moments with others' loved ones or stressing out when sudden calls came in, while being a trained professional of several years. it was severely demanding, and jake was fully understanding of it. he was the only reason you were able to get up the next morning. even with his own problems, whether they were back at home or at his own job, he made you feel like the most loved person in the world, which you certainly were. you were grateful for him — his thoughtfulness. he always had his late-night plans to fancy restaurants or parks with beautiful views from high above, or when you didn't feel like going out, he made your home feel like heaven. it wasn't just the movie nights he carefully thought out, the platters you laid your eyes on for a millisecond anywhere prepared for you on the kitchen counter when you came home, or the quiet nights lying together, just blabbering away about life and its problems. just getting it all off your chest was enough, and it made both of you feel a bit better. but it wasn't just that. it was him, being next to him. feeling his presence next to you was always reassuring. it was more than you could ever ask for.
he always wanted to give you everything, even when you couldn't.
as soon as you looked up and your eyes met his, you gathered all your last energy to get to him just to end up in his arms. he clutched to you tightly, smothering you with little pecks in every place that was in his view. he made sure there was no place that his lips didn't kiss.
you felt him pick you up swiftly, now bridal carrying you to the bathtub. it was already filled, perfectly warm. rose petals floated around in the water; a luxurious scent lingered in the room, separate from the fresh, slightly floral smell of the person whose hands you were currently in. you looked up at him and mumbled a quiet "thank you." he cautiously placed you on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor, kissed your lips and left. your towel swung, hanging on the back of the door.
you finished your shower quicker than you expected, even with jake checking up on you every now and then — to scrub your back, to hand you a new bottle of conditioner, to share his horrible jokes somewhere. after you came out of the bathroom, you sat down on the bed, and in an instant, your body collapsed onto it. jake followed a moment later, after turning off all the lights.
rain continued to pour, acting as natural white noise, drowning out and distracting the thoughts running around in your brain. the hypnotic effect of the sound of downpour made your mind feel more at ease. the dramatic, loud and powerful nature lashing against the window panes was completely different to the cozy atmosphere you had inside. warm, quiet, safe.
an arm wrapped around your waist, reminding you of your comforting, caring husband lying next to you. you weren't asleep just yet, but you were getting there. so you felt it all but stayed still, turning around once in a while. as you turned to face him, his hand landed on your back — drawing gentle circles, some lines streaked across. as if he were creating a masterpiece of art on your back. after a few seconds, he lowered his hand back to your waist and pulled you closer to him. you were practically in his embrace now — breathing into his chest while inhaling the citrus scent on him. his other hand hovered over your face, going over each part. your eyes, your faintly blushed cheeks, your perfect nose, your soft lips that were slightly curved into a natural smile. he watched over you — admiring every single detail — carefully as to not wake you. he kissed your closed eyes, the tiny freckles splattered across your face, the tip of your nose and your lips. those lips he could never get enough of. the taste of the sweetness that came in every kiss felt like a dream. one last kiss landed on your precious, to him, lips before he began to drift off himself.
his voice echoed before the sound of rain filled the house once again.
"sleep tight."
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