pairing: idol!lee heeseung x idolfem!reader ft. jake
genre: idol!au, smau, fluff, crack (read: TRIES at humour), angst (at some point..), established relationship | 90% smau, 10% written
warnings: terrible grammatical errors, nothing is proof read HAHA, sexual innuendos, swearing, kys jokes, y/n hates jake
featuring: katseye (reader is the 7th member), enhypen
status: completed! (sequel in the making)
synopsis: heeseung and y/n have survived a 2 year relationship in private. what happens when y/n's no.1 sworn enemy makes headlines with her in a love scandal?
ness note: hello uhhh this is just a shot in the dark series i have successfully manipulated myself into committing to a series! YIKES! uh LOL this is Heavily based off of a dream i had a while back and it's got me itching to turn it into a stream of delusive thoughts so here i am hahahhaa.. ANYWAY, please do let me know if u wish to be added to the taglist !! and uhhh happy viewing <3
01. SHE SAT ON ME 02. THEY ARE SENDING YOU TO THE MOON???? 03. my heart aches for u twin 04. modern renaissance version of rage 05. BLOCKED. REPORTED. ERADICATED. 06. long with the king of “she—uh i mean” 07. the mystery girl 08. same glasses…. that can mean only one thing…. 09. i hope jake stubs his toe 10. sad and a little dramatic like… in a hot way 11. it was sophia 12. hyell’s club ( written ) 13. you don’t mean that 14. why is he tweeting like a divorced barista 15. RED JELLIES GIRL 16. ketchup 17. i hope he has phlegm 18. urangel143 19. what sequel? epilogue fin.
ness note: and with that we come to an end of two baddies, one jake. gahhh this has been a crazy fun ride and i love all of yall, thank u sm for reading it means a lot and i rlly hope everyone enjoyed it!! i will be having posting another smau soon + a sequel to this 😋 if anyone is interested please def comment below or send an ask to be apart of the taglist when i do make it. until then, stay sexy love yall 💋
JUST REALISED (25/06/25) THAT I USED HEE’S PRIV USER INSTEAD OF YN’s ACCOUNT IN THE FIRST SLIDE😭😭😭😭
the night air outside the hyell’s club studio was colder than she expected. y/n’s breath came out in little clouds as she walked, slightly swaying, hands stuffed into the sleeves of her jacket. jake ambled next to her, equally wobbly, equally quiet.
“why do you hate me?” he asked suddenly, voice soft but curious.
she didn’t answer right away. her eyes were trained on the sidewalk, watching their shadows stagger in the glow of the streetlight. “i don’t hate you.”
“you do,” he said, glancing sideways. “you literally called me a stain on the music industry last week.”
y/n snorted. “that’s just facts.”
jake laughed, the sound loud and carefree in the empty street. “okay, yeah, but like… really. why?”
she chewed her lip, then stopped walking. “you wanna know?”
he turned to face her, swaying a little on his feet. “dead serious.”
she looked up at him. “before… you know. before i was with heeseung, i actually thought you were kinda cute.”
jake blinked. “huh?”
“but then,” she continued, pointing at him with a sleepy, accusing finger, “you spilled curry on me. on my brand new jeans. jeans, jake. curry. it looked like i pissed myself. that’s when the hate began.”
jake’s eyes widened. “that’s why?! you’ve been ruining my self-esteem for years because of curry?!”
“they were my favourite pair,” she said dramatically.
he laughed again, then took a step closer, not quite closing the space between them, but enough that she could smell the soju on his breath. his expression wasn’t playful anymore—it was soft, tilted.
“okay,” he said after a moment. “i deserved that.”
the silence that followed felt strange. not tense, but fragile. neither of them moved. jake didn’t step back, and y/n didn’t lean in.
the street was quiet. their dorms were just down the block. they stood there for one long second too many, both unsure, both too drunk to trust whatever emotion was trying to surface.
finally, she stepped away first.
jake followed, silent again, walking a little behind her this time. no words passed between them on the way back.
just footsteps. just cold air. just the loud beating of something unspoken.
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 !
01:37AM
the door clicked open slowly, and y/n stumbled in, cheeks pink from the wind and the alcohol, her jacket slipping off one shoulder.
manon looked up from her phone. sophia sat cross-legged on the couch, a half-eaten tub of ice cream between them.
“look who’s back from drunk flirting with her fake boyfriend,” manon said softly, as if she was gentle parenting a toddler.
y/n giggled, her eyes glassy but bright. “he’s not my boyfriend,” she whispered, wobbling toward them.
“okay,” sophia said gently, standing up and catching her by the arm. “let’s get you to bed, lightweight.”
but y/n just swayed, blinking at both of them. “did you know…” she whispered, then giggled again, covering her mouth. “i used to like jake.”
both girls froze.
manon blinked. “like… JAKE jake?”
“mhm,” y/n nodded, flopping slightly against sophia’s shoulder. “like, before heeseung. i thought he was sooooo cute. but then… curry.”
sophia and manon exchanged a glance. it wasn’t judgmental. just confused. concerned. tired.
“okay, baby girl,” sophia said, pulling her gently toward the hallway. “that’s enough confession time.”
“i used to like him,” y/n kept repeating, her voice trailing off into a sleepy sing-song as she let herself be dragged away. “just a tiny crush… just a little… lil guy…”
manon and sophia put her to bed, then stood conflicted outside her room. “we never speak of this?” manon asks outloud.
“never” sophia confirms with a nod.
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masterlist / prev: it was sophia / next: you don’t mean that
ness note: shit is abt to go DOWWWNNN!!!! also i really suck at writing so pls just understand this was for the plot🙏🙏
