#enhypenmasterlist

[thedreamofalifetime]

I've been reading ENHYPEN fanfics for a long time now. And I have a question: Why are there so few Sunoo fanfics? Is there a reason?

[moonrachas]

enhypen masterlist

☁ : fluff, romance

♡: smut

ꕤ: completed

ot7/multi ⬎

Series:

Mirage → one | two | three

genre: hybrid!au, nonidol!au 

summary: you adopt 4 hybrids, and 3 more sneak out to live with you.

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Lee Heeseung ⬎

coming soon!

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Park Jongsung ⬎

coming soon!

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Shim Jaeyun ⬎

coming soon!

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Park Sunghoon ⬎

coming soon!

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Kim Sunoo ⬎

coming soon!

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Yang Jungwon ⬎

coming soon!

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Nishimura Riki ⬎

coming soon!

[hooniee]

   — ꒰‧⁺  jealousy with jay *ೃ༄

↷jay x reader ⋯ ♡ᵎ 

↷genre: fluff | romance | squint of angst ⋯ ♡ᵎ

↷warning: none!  ⋯ ♡ᵎ: 

♡ :: hello! can i please request an enhypen jay scenario where you guys are a couple but you get jealous and he teases you about it? 🥺❣️ @jkillratherthanjhope ༉ ﾟ

⇢˚⋆ ✎ author note: hi!! thank you for requesting🥺 it’s a little jumbled but i hope you still enjoy it <33ˎˊ-

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it was another boring saturday. it was a rainy day as the raindrops pattered on the windows. 

jay and you were cuddled up on the couch of the dorm, letting the tv play re-runs of older dramas

you were indulged in boys over flowers on screen while jay was scrolling through social media. hours of mindless watching turned into hours of mindless talking and the useless game of truth or truth.

truth or truth was exactly what it sounded like, just truth or dare without the dare. honestly, it was just asking question back and forward.

some lighthearted question were tossed around until you had one pop into your mind.

“can you tell when i’m jealous?” you ask.

jay, who was about to put the popcorn in his mouth, threw a piece at you, “of course i can! you’re so obvious!”

“NO I AM NOT”

“YES YOU ARE”

“AM NOT”

“ARE TOO”

“AM NOT”

“THEN EXPLAIN LAST WEEK, AT THE NEW CAFE”

flashback to two weeks ago at the new cafe

jay decided to bring you to a new cafe that was opening near his dorm.

“i heard that the americanos are really good so i wanted to try it- babe what are you looking at?” jay stops, seeing you look into the cafe window.

the cafe was minimalistic and only a few people, including the workers, occupied the inside. 

right at the desk nearest to the window, you saw a classmate of yours sipping on her iced coffee with books sprawled all over the small desk. you were impressed that the table could support all of those heavy textbooks.

you didn’t dislike her or like her. you had neutral feelings about her.

she was really nice person and always carried a good amount in group projects but if she was paired up with guys, she was really touchy with them.

she was touchy with you and her girlfriends but it wasn’t the same touchy with guys.

maybe that was just your perspective of her, but you were sure she meant no harm

now, you trust jay but it was the some thoughts that popped in the back of your head.

jay’s voice shakes you out of your small trance.

“hey, hey, are you okay? do you not feel well? we can go home if you don’t feel well,” jay’s eyebrows furrow. he faces you and lightly places his hand on your forehead.

“well you’re not running a fever-”

“i’m fine jay,” you smile.

“are you sure?”

he corks his right eyebrow to make sure and you nod, squeezing his hand to reassure him that you’re okay.

he smiles, giving your hand a responding squeeze before dragging you into the cafe. you were crossing your fingers that she wouldn’t be able to see you if you hid right behind jay.

“please don’t recongnize me, please don’t-”

“oh my gosh! is that you (y/n)?”

“dang it, pull it together”

“oh my gosh nari! hi, how are you?” you fake-smile, coming out from behind jay.

“i’ve been good! how have you been? who is this handsome guy?” she smirks, and you swear you see her wink at jay.

you fiddle with jay’s rings with your enclosed hands, feeling uncomfortable

“this is my boyfriend, jay,” you introduce him.

jay extends his hand and nari reaches out to shake it. jay smiles, trying to let go of her hand but she kept it in her grip for a little longer before letting go.

“oh? boyfriend? i see, could have done better,” she mumbles under her breath.

“what was that-”

“nothing! sadly i have to go since my mom needs me but it was nice to see you (y/n) and jay, let’s talk later,” she smiles.

“see you around nari!” you exclaim.

the bells above the door jingle and you left a breath out of relief.

“your friend? what’s her name? “ jay asks

did he not notice her flirting with him?

“her name is nari, same major as me,” you say, your voice faltering.

“nari, alright,” he mumbles

you could feel a slight pang in your heart when jay asked for her name.

was he interested in her? was it insecure thoughts or jealousy? jay probably just wanted to get to know your friend.

“let’s go order,” jay switches the topic.

before you could say anything, jay is already in the front of the line.

you decide to just find a seat because jay already knows your order. you try to shake the thoughts off but you can’t help it.

“excuse me? i would like to order,” jay calls out, standing in front of an empty cashier.

“coming!” a voice calls back before hurried footsteps are heard.

“woah you’re handsome,” a higher pitch voice gasps.

you turn to see a beautiful girl behind the counter, her eyes widen at the presence of jay.

nope it’s jealousy

you groan because you hated the feeling of being jealous. not was it only pointless. but it left you feeling drained.

you look over again to see her and jay laughing along.

you slump further in your seat, feeling defeated. jay was yours but why did it feel like he was so far away?

“here,” jay comes from behind you, handing you your favorite drink.

you immediately knock off the slump and sit up straight with a forced smile.

“thank you,” you reply.

he sits down in front of you before taking off his jacket and rests it on the back of the chair.

“so, why are you jealous?” he smirks and you choke on your drink.

“i’m not jealous! what are you talking about?” you retort back, grabbing a napkin to dab your mouth.

“so that, my beautiful girlfriend, is a lie. the way that you looked at nari and the cashier was the looks of burning green,” he clicked his tongue. 

“how couldn’t i? everybody is drooling over you while i just stand their like your assistant,” you pout.

“i knew nari was flirting with me so i decided to tease you a little,” he snorts

“and the me and the cashier were talking because she was interested in YOU,” he continues.

“me?” you point at yourself.

“yes you idiot. when we entered, she couldn’t help but think you’re really pretty and then i had to explain that we were dating and blah blah,” he explains.

“oh,” you say.

outside, you were trying to keep your cool because you were so embarrassed. on the inside, you were punching yourself.

“SOMEONE LITERALLY MAKE ME DISAPPEAR RIGHT NOW”

“OH MY GOSH IM AN IDIOT”

“so you’re not jealous anymore, right?” jay glances over

you groan and glare at him, “ i can’t believe i got jealous for you.”

“that’s not nice, what did i do?”  he frowns.

“you-you- hmph,” you sigh.

at this point, you didn’t have anything to say. you were just embarrassed and your brain was all jumbled.

“whatever, is the cashier still interested in me?”

“HEY-”

flashforword to two weeks later

replaying the scene, you feel your cheeks heat up from embarrassment. you tilt your head at the thought of jay’s victory smirk, proving that he was right.

“though you are obvious,” he starts

“it’s really cute because it means you’re scared to lose me,” he sticks his tongue out.

“i never said that. i could get with whoever i want,” you huff.

“i’m going to call sunghoon,” you rise up before jay grabs you by the waist and swings his leg over your legs.

“you’re not going anywhere,” he holds you tight.

“so now who’s jealous?”

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

✘ Apocalypse Now (18+)

✘ Synopsis : They were going on a world tour, and while the thought excited you, you couldn’t help but feel a lingering sense of dread as well. Call it luck, call it a premonition or fate… Something made you send that message, unsure of if they’d even read it. Now the world was ending, and standing on your front porch in a state of panic were seven men seeking shelter from the end. 

✘ Genre : Angst ; Apocalypse AU ;

✘ TW : angst ; end of the world ; apocalypse au ;  suggestive at times ; jealousy ; fear ; gore ; horror ; anxiety ; panic ; sometimes fluffy?? ; lots of cursing

✘ Pairing : Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, and Jungwon x F!Reader

✘ A/N : No, Niki doesn’t have a chance because he is baby, but he will get attention in this fic, he’s moreso a little brother that Y/N will take care of and protect with every ounce of her being because he is baby. &lt;3

✘ Schedule : Will be updated when I can. ATM I’m in driving school, so I can’t stay up late, but once that’s done, I’ll be able to update as often as possible. I just didn’t want this idea to slip my brain. 

✘ Started : 20220710 ✘ Ended : 20220729

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✘ Masterlist ✘

I. a foolish request

II. a shortage of time

III. a sudden knock

IV. not enough room

V. and 1 becomes 8

VI. sleeping arrangements

VII. breakfast in hell

VIII. we all fall down

IX. roll out

X. out of the blue

XI. the nightmare begins

XII. silent footsteps

XIII. shot through the heart

XIV. the sun and the rainfall

XV. never let me down

XVI. personal jesus

XVII. sweetest perfection

XVIII. the things you said

XIX. it’s no good

XX. the bottom line

XXI. a world full of nothing

XXII. but not tonight

XXIII. here is the house

XXIV. it doesn’t matter two

XXV. i want you now

XXVI. leave in silence

XXVII. it’s called a heart

XXVIII. get the balance right

XXIX. dreaming of me

XXX. everything counts

XXXI. see you

XXXII. new life

XXXIII. suffer well

XXXIV. precious

XXXV. condemnation

XXXVI. mercy in you

XXXVII. in your room

XXXVIII. walking in my shoes

XXXIX. one caress

XL. get right with me

XLI. the landscape is changing

XLII. and then…

XLIII. love, in itself

XLIV. two minute warning {epilogue}

Message me if you’d like to be added to the tag list for this fic. ♥️

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

Multigroup AU's

Apocalypse Now Masterlist - Enhypen Apocalypse AU (18+)

Theater Baby Masterlist - TXT Smau (18+)

Company Policy Masterlist - SEVENTEEN SMAU (18+)

Did You Add To My Playlist? - Enhypen Hyung Line SMAU (18+)

The Dating Game - TXT AU (18+)

Jealousy Is... - Stray Kids Yandere!AU (18+)

Goodnight Moon - Stray Kids Yandere!AU (18+)

Spin The Wheel : Angst Edition - Stray Kids (18+)

Before You Fall - Stray Kids SMAU (18+)

Before You Choose - Stray Kids SMAU (18+)

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

Did You Add To My Playlist?

Summary : College wasn’t supposed to be fun, you were there to get your degree and get the hell out, that’s all. Your plans were thrown for a loop when the four guys that you shared your classes with all decided to take advantage of your lost phone, adding songs that they had made themselves into your playlist. What had started as a dare, a bet of sorts among the four guys turned into each of them falling for you. Now the question wasn’t who would win the bet, but who would win you. ( 18+ ) Pairing : Enhypen Hyung Line x F!Reader Genre : college!smau Romantic Dramedy TW : cursing ; angst ; fluff ; suggestive content ; attempt at being funny ; fighting Schedule : Start : 20220911 End : TBA

Currently on an indefinite hiatus

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♬The Peanut Gallery ♬Soundcloud Fuckboys & Co.

♬ Prologue

♬ You Put The U In Fun

♬ The Perfectionist

♬ Feeling Greasy

♬ Issues

♬ Return Policy

♬ Unwanted Tuneage

♬ Over Amplified

♬ He Might Actually Be A Shit

♬ Fake News

♬ Weirder Than Usual

♬ Dropping The Bomb

Coming Soon!

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[whatsk-poppinhomies]

XIII. shot through the heart

✘ Synopsis : Sunghoon has been following you around like a lost puppy lately, much like Niki has as well. Jungwon can’t seem to understand what’s drawing them to you, what’s drawing him to you too. Maybe it’s the fact that you saved them… it couldn’t be anything more than that… could it?

✘ Pairing : ??? x F!Reader

✘ TW : unreasonable jealousy ; one-sided pining ; reader confusion ; awkwardness ; tension ; all of this on top of what’s going on outside ;

✘ Word Count : 1.8k

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Everywhere you went, Niki and Sunghoon seemed to go as well. If you were in the kitchen preparing food, they were right there beside you helping you get things ready, quietly joking and laughing with you. You didn’t seem to mind it either as their shoulders or elbows would nudge into you, causing you to sway or stumble as a twinkling giggle escaped you. 

Jungwon couldn’t understand it, and it’s not like he wasn’t trying to, it was quite the opposite in fact. He wanted to know what had changed, what had caused them, what had caused you to become so comfortable. If he remembered correctly, he could hear in his mind the day that Sunghoon had slipped into your room and talked to you, the sound of the two of you conversing quietly about your families and your siblings. Is that what had made the two of you bond almost overnight?

The morning that Niki had walked out of your bedroom instead of the bathroom where they had all assumed he had been, it had sent a shockwave through all of the members, well, not exactly all of them. The only guy who didn’t seem phased by it was Sunghoon who simply watched the maknae leave and then went back to folding up the blankets to place to the side. 

There was a lot going on, not even just outside of the four walls of the apartment building, but inside as well. It seemed like every time you’d start to get more comfortable, it would be with one specific person instead of all seven of them, even though all seven of them lived in your apartment with you. Was there a process to it? Maybe you just needed to go through the motions of getting to know each and every one of them as people, regular people who had real lives and real families. Maybe you needed to level with them to know that they were just like you, and it was easier for you to do that on a one by one basis instead of all at once.

He wasn’t truly sure, and maybe he was just coming up with reasons for what was going on to try to write off his own jealousy at the situation, but he knew that he wanted to be the next one who got closer to you. He didn’t care what it took, he’d cut the line, he’d cut corners, he’d do anything just to be able to be in the little clique that seemed to have formed in your apartment that consisted of only you, Niki, and Sunghoon. 

“Can you get me the sugar out of one of the bags, Hoonie?” You called out, not even turning your head to look at the man that you had called for, only listening to the sounds of quick footsteps and a light grunt which you assumed to be Sunghoon getting up to grab what you had asked for. 

“Here you go…” The voice wasn’t Sunghoons, and when you turned around to grab the item from the extended hands you saw Jungwon, his cheeks dimpled as he smiled up at you, and for a moment it was… awkward, as he continued to look at you and you didn’t really know what to say, so you turned back to preparing the meal that you were working on. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable… I’m not used to being in situations like this.” He murmured out after a moment of extended silence that filled the space between the two of you with awkward tension. 

With a soft hum of acknowledgement you turned to look at him, your smile as soft as his was when your eyes met again. “I don’t think any of us are used to situations like this…” You agreed, letting your eyes trail between the boy's smiling face and the food that you still had to prepare. “What’s funny though is…” You poured the cup of sugar that you had measured out into the pan with the carrots that the men had found in the cold stockroom. “You all seem more nervous than I am… And you’d think I’d be having daily conniption fits over the fact that there’s seven super famous dudes in my house. Niki teased me about it before.” You laughed lightly at the memory of Niki mocking you, shaking your head to rid your mind of the thought. “It’s alright though, I don’t bite… We’re both working towards the end goal of being alive if this is ever over with.” 

Mmhm he murmured, leaning against the counter to watch you cook, his arms crossed over his chest, trying not to look at you too long, but he couldn’t really help it. Being this close to you let him see just how beautiful you really were in the low light that the candle casted on you. What was crazier is the fact that he had been the first one to comfort you really, he had been the one to wipe your tears and try to help you fall asleep, yet he felt so left out when it came to Niki and Sunghoon. Did he have to try harder? Would that even work? “Did you go to college?” He asked, trying to start some form of small talk so that he was just standing there. He wanted to know more about you, he wanted to know what you were like, and wanted you to feel just as comfortable with him as you did with the two others. 

You shook your head as you poked a fork through one of the chopped carrots, holding it up to Jungwon who gladly took the bite, nodding his head with approval as the caramelized carrot seemed to evaporate on his tongue. “I didn’t go to college. I started teaching myself programming when I was like… twelve. I always loved computers and stuff, so, I wanted to get a job in that field, so I learned everything that I had to know and… Now there’s no power and I have no job.” You shrugged your shoulders, letting out a humorless chuckle. “Kind of sucks really.” 

Your hand had been on the counter, leaning against it as you continued to stir the carrots, and Jungwon did what he felt like he had to do, placing his hand on top of yours and rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. “If it hadn’t have happened, we wouldn’t be here though…” He brought up a point that you hadn’t thought about before, but now that you were, you didn’t really know how to feel about it. 

“I’m sure none of you really want to be here.” You mumbled, checking on the boiling water for the noodles that you were about to make. What you hadn’t seen was Jungwons head tilt to the side, slightly upset that you were assuming the way he felt, but he didn’t say anything yet, feeling like you had more to say. “I mean… If the world hadn’t gone to hell in a handbag, you’d all be finishing up your tour and going back home. You all wouldn’t even know that I exist. I’m sure that once things do end and you’re all able to leave… You’ll go back home and try your best to push these memories into the back of your head. You’ll want to forget, and that’s okay.” 

Jungwon swallowed thickly, watching your face closely and picking up immediately on the sight of your bottom lip trembling and the soft sniffles that were muffled out by the sound of the water boiling. No one else would have been able to hear the fact that you were crying, or at least trying not to cry, but he could see it, and he could hear it. “I’m glad to know that you exist…” He whispered, his hand now squeezing yours lightly. “The circumstances aren’t… the best… but if this is what it took to meet you, then I’m glad it happened.” You eyed him out of the corner of your eye, in a clear state of disbelief at what he was saying. “I’m serious, and if things were to go back to normal tomorrow and we were told there was a flight back to Korea… I don’t think I’d want to leave just yet.” 

Your lips were parted and he watched your chest rise with the deep breath that you took in, blinking quickly as you focused on the food in front of you. “You’re just saying that because you feel like you’re stuck with me…” You whispered, the words having an effect on you that had your tone changing. “You don’t have to lie to me.” 

Jungwon shook his head, his hand lifting to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, his dimples only growing deeper as he moved into your line of vision. “You say it as if being stuck with you is a bad thing.” He teased, lightly booping your nose with the tip of your finger and having to catch himself from leaning in to kiss you right then and there when your nose scrunched up adorably in response. “I’d never lie to you… I truly like being here with you.” He whispered, backing up to look at you, being able to see past you into the living room where 12 eyes were glued to Jungwons every move, but he didn’t care, he was just glad to finally be at this stage with you. “So, do you need help setting up for dinner?” 

You nodded your head before motioning to the cabinet where the plates and bowls are. “If there’s ever another apocalypse, I’m stocking up on trashable plates, bowls and silverware.” You joked, and while it probably seemed like nothing to you, to Jungwon he felt like he had really made it, he had gotten closer to you. The sound of your laughter only further confirmed it for him, but he could feel the tension coming from the other side of the divider. “Let them know dinner will be done soon?” 

Jungwon nodded, his feet feeling light as air as he walked into the living room, and it was like walking through a cloud of smoke. Everything was fine when he was beside you, but now that he was surrounded by the other guys, it almost felt hard to breathe. “Y/N said dinner will be done soon…” He whispered, almost choking on his words from how uncomfortable things felt. 

“Oh did she?” Sunghoon practically snapped, but he stayed seated, his voice still low enough that you wouldn’t be able to hear him, but all the members could. “Tell her we said thanks, but make sure to brush your fingers through her hair and get in her face first since apparently that’s how you communicate.” 

In that moment, it finally hit him. He wasn’t the only one that felt the way he did for you. How stupid was it to fall in love in a time like this, to feel these overwhelming emotions in a time like this… It wasn’t wise, and if things didn’t go well, you’d end up being the most hurt in the process. All of this, yet Jungwon wasn’t going to give up, he wasn’t going to move over and let Sunghoon have you. 

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[whatsk-poppinhomies]

XXIV. it doesn’t matter two

✘ Synopsis : a week had passed and the cabin felt no closer to home than the guys had hoped it would. you felt empty, void of any emotion, and you wanted so badly to feel something, anything. Heeseung was the only one you trusted at this point, so you asked him to help you, to help you feel something, to give you something akin to a love that you knew you’d never get in this world.

✘ Pairing : ??? x F!Reader

✘ TW : lack of emotions ; hesitancy ; but still consensual don’t worry ; reader literally needs something ; suggestive content ; sexual activity ; not really descriptive though ; soft praise ; Heeseung says the L*** word ; 18+

✘ Word Count : 2.1k

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How long could one person stay inside a bedroom? How long could one person live off the crumbs as the bottom of a chip bag that had been opened a week prior? How long could someone go without human interaction? Heeseungs head was filled with these questions, although they weren’t aimed towards himself, they were about you.

Once you had stepped foot into the cabin, you had practically barricaded yourself in the bedroom, treating all of them as if they were the strangers that you had once been trying to keep out of your apartment. Even though he knew why you didn’t want them anywhere near you, he still worried about you, he still wanted to see you, he wanted to know that you were okay.

The thing is… They hadn’t realized that what made the apartment a home was you, it was your presence that somehow brought them closer together while simultaneously tearing them apart. You gave them all a sense of comfort that they were ripping away from you. It wasn’t fair, but they needed you, probably way more than you needed them.

He’d stay up late, opting to sleep in the living room instead of the one of the two other bedrooms just so he could listen to your door creak open, the soft padding of your feet across the floor as you went into the kitchen to get yourself a drink. He wanted so badly to wake up, or pretend to wake up, just so he could talk to you, but he was so scared of what you might say to him that he opted to stay quiet, listening to the sound of your receding footsteps and the sound of your door closing once more.

It had been a week, and the week felt longer than ever without you around. Cooking wasn’t fun, and the meals didn’t ever come out the way that they did whenever you’d make them. He’d make sure that Jay would save you a plate, and then Niki would attempt to deliver it to you, but you’d always tell him to leave it by the door. They’d all sit in silence, watching as your hand reached around the wood to grab your plate and then you’d disappear once again.

At this point, it seemed like they’d never see you again, and maybe that was their punishment for what they had put you through, it was well deserved, and as much as they all missed you being around, at least they hadn’t tried to pull you out of the room against your will. Maybe this was the turning point for them, maybe this was what it took for them to finally realize that what they had done was wrong.

Much like any other night, Heeseung laid on the couch in the living room, half awake listening for the sound of your door. He’d tense up when he heard it, and tonight was no different. Maybe tonight was the night he’d finally get the courage to go talk to you, he was starting to forget the sound of your voice. You’d get to the kitchen, and that courage would never muster completely, and he’d instead play sleep on the couch and hope that the chance would come again soon.

“Hee…” The sound of your voice had him rolling over, it sounded so close, and when he opened his eyes, he saw you there, knelt down beside the couch, your eyes glistening in the light of the candle that you were holding. Did one of the guys mess with you? Did they hurt you? Had they come into your room and try to talk again? “Sleep with me tonight…?” The question had thrown him, it had been a whole week since any of them had seen you, and you were coming to him to be your comfort.

Of course, on the inside it felt great to know that he was chosen above everyone else, but he couldn’t pretend to not be confused. “Are you alright?” He asked softly, sitting up on the couch and grabbing your hand, and your lack of response was more concerning than anything. “Y/N, you need to talk to me… Remember in the bathroom back at the-”

Mmhm you hummed softly, nodding your head quickly to emphasize the sound. “That’s why I came to you… I need you, Hee.” To feel wanted… to feel needed by you, it made him feel a lot of things, and he’d do anything that you wanted him to do, he’d follow you anywhere, and that’s why he got up off the couch and helped to pull you to your feet as he walked into the bedroom.

Strangely, it wasn’t as dusty as he thought it would be. It seemed fairly clean, and the candles that lined the dresser had cast a soft glow across the room. “Did you have a nightmare?” He questioned as he followed you in further, making sure the door was shut behind him before sitting on the bed beside you. You shook your head, gnawing on your bottom lip, your thumbs nervously twiddling in your lap. “Y/N, please…” He whispered, placing his hand on top of yours, and he heard you swallow thickly followed by a sharp intake of air that you let out in a soft sigh.

“Help me…” Your voice was so low that it was barely audible, but he heard it, and the expression had him more worried than before. When you looked at him, your eyes still were devoid of any emotion, it was like staring into a black hole. “I want to feel something… anything… please, Hee…”

He knew what you meant, and god, he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t been dreaming of a moment like this for forever, but it almost seemed wrong to be with you like that right now. “Y/N… You don’t mean that… You’re not in the right headspace right now, and…” It felt bad to deny you, to deny himself of what he knew he wanted, but he knew that he’d feel much worse if he gave in to his own wants when he wasn’t even sure if you knew what you were saying.

“I’m not drunk, Heeseung… I want you…” He slowly lifted his hand to cup your cheek, and while he saw the tear stains on them, they were all dry, you hadn’t cried in a long time, and he wasn’t sure if that were a good thing or a bad thing, but he also knew that he didn’t want to be the one who made you cry again. “You can say no… I just wanted you to know that I do know what I want… I’d still be okay if you just wanted to sleep though… Just stay with me?”

He leaned in, pressing his lips softly against yours, and while it pained him to know that his lips weren’t the first to be against yours, that pain didn’t overcome the excitement that coursed through him to finally be with you. The kiss was supposed to be quick, to let you know that he did in fact want you, but it was supposed to be the precursor to him telling you that it would be better to just go to bed, to think about it a little bit more. He didn’t expect your fingers to tangle in his hair, holding his lips against yours as you pulled him down on top of you on the bed, a soft whimper, or maybe it was a moan, vibrating through your lips and spreading against his.

“Y/N… I…” He was breathless, he was excited, he was torn, he could feel his pants becoming tighter and he wanted to give himself to you, to give you everything you thought you wanted, he just needed to be sure, he needed to be 100% sure. “Is this really… Is it what you want? Are you sure?” He asked, his voice just as quiet as yours as he looked down at you with doe eyes that were so soft, so sweet, he truly cared for you and he didn’t want to be the one to hurt you.

There was something about the dim lighting of the candles that casted the perfect shadow of your bodies across the walls. The sounds of your moans as he pushed into you, unable to contain his own sounds of pleasure, your arms draped over his shoulders as your back arched off the mattress to feel him better.

His lips would press against yours quickly whenever he felt like he was getting too loud, your moans muffled against his mouth as you held onto him tighter. “So good… you’re so beautiful…” He whispered, his cheeks flushed and his heart racing so fast that he swore you heard it.

This was a dream, it had to be. It didn’t even feel real, feeling you wrapped around him, your body so warm, the way you glistened in the flickering candlelight, the way your lips parted, your tongue pressed against the roof of your mouth as little whimpers escaped you when he pushed deeper into you, hitting all the spots that you wanted him to.

“Hee…” You moaned his name and he swore that his heart soared. Your fingers moved up to his hair to pull him down to kiss you again, and he felt you tighten around him as your legs began to shake. This must be what it feels like to be in love, it’s got to be. The thought of you even getting close to any of the other guys had his stomach sinking and his eyes tearing up. He wanted to be the only one for you, the only one to be with you, the only one to love you like this.

He felt himself getting closer, his body tensing up as his lips moved from your to bury his face in the crook of your neck, his moan sounding more like a whine and his fingers digging into the sheets as he buried himself deeper into you, finding his release and filling you. “I’m… I’m sorry…” He whispered, lifting his head from your neck to look at you, brushing away the tiny strands of hair that clung to your sweat beaded forehead.

You sheepishly smiled, combing your fingers through his tousled hair and pushed yourself up enough to kiss him again. “It’s okay… Don’t worry about it…” And even though your actions were supposed to be sweet, your voice still was emotionless, your eyes were blank. Even still, he thought you were the most beautiful person he had ever laid his eyes upon, he felt like the luckiest man in the world to be able to be with you.

“I love you…” He murmured, his thumb brushing at your cheek as he looked down at you, immediately feeling like an idiot for confessing to you like that. It probably wasn’t the right time, and he was sure that you probably only thought he was saying it because of what the two of you had just done, and while the moment had only made his feelings grow stronger for you, it didn’t mean that he hadn’t felt this way for you long before. “Let’s get some sleep…” He whispered, trying to change the subject before his words could stick in your mind any longer, slipping out of you and rolling over to lay beside you.

You hummed softly, rolling over to face him as you buried your face in his chest, his arms wrapping around you. “Thank you, Hee…” He let out a quiet mmhm in response, his fingers tracing shapes over the bare skin of your back to soothe you to sleep.

You had long since fallen asleep, but Heeseung laid still as a statue, staring up at the ceiling as all of his emotions bundled into one. Dread, excitement, love, fear, anxiety… He had told you that he loved you which was probably the dumbest thing he could have done right now. He had earned your trust enough to be the one that you came to when you needed someone, and now he potentially fucked everything up by dropping the word so carelessly. Would you start to avoid him like you tried to avoid the others? It scared him. He felt like he had just gotten you, he felt like he really had you, like you were his, but even now, with your eyes shut and tired breaths, he felt like he had pushed you away. Tomorrow morning he’d be nothing more to you than what the other guys were, and he could already feel his heart breaking at the realization.

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