Hii!🥰 I’d like to be shipped romantically with Enhypen. Im 20 and my pronouns are she/her. Im 5’4 and i have short brown hair and brown eyes. Im an introvert but when im with my friends i can be very loud and outgoing. I love reading, going for long walks, hanging out with friends and studying about subjects im interested in. Quality time and physical touch are my love languages. I consider myself a good listener and I always try to take care of my friends and be there for them, but Its hard for me to open up about my feelings unless i really trust that person.
I hope this is enough! im sorry its kinda awkward talking abt myself😭😭 but this game is super fun!! thanks for doing it!! I love your writings sm, im looking forward for your next ones!!💗
lea🧸
Oh my goodness, hiiii! firstly, I want to say thank you for reading my pieces and even coming into my asks to tell me you liked it. It means a lot to me, you don’t even know! and secondly, don’t worry about it, you’re perfectly alright! I totally understand more than anyone about being awkward, but you don’t seem awkward to me at all, so~~ 💕 I really hope you like this lil’ blurb!
I ship you with...Heeseung
I seriously have this feeling that Heeseung’s love languages are quality time and maybe physical touch (or words of affirmation) and I feel like he would need someone who is a great listener. And it seems to me that you both have similar traits so I think you would get a long with Heeseung best.
pairing - heeseung x lea
genre - angst, fluff // blurb
wordcount - 466
warning(s) - Heeseung crying (thats a warning in itself, plz)
a/n - if you would like to be shipped as well, check out my Enhypen & BTS ship game
You had just gotten back from work, tired and ready to sleep, but the fatigue instantly went away when you found Heeseung leaning against the couch, tears streaming down his face as he rested his face on his knees, “Hee, what’s wrong?! Are you alright?” You ran across the room, dropping your purse and keys on the floor as you crouched down next to him to hold his face in your hands.
He shook his head, positioning his head on your chest, “I was terrible today...” He admitted between sobs.
“What? What do you mean?” You asked, stroking his back, finding any way to calm him down.
“At practice...I kept messing up and everyone was getting so frustrated.” He choked and you sighed, wrapping your arms around him to let him know you were there as he continued to talk, “And at vocal lessons, my voice kept cracking. We tried to record a song today, but I couldn’t hit the high notes so we had to postpone the recording.” He sniffled, tears soaking your t-shirt.
“My love..” You started, pulling his face from your chest and holding it with your hands. You wiped his tears gently with your thumb, “Are you crying because you messed up or because you think the boys are blaming you?” You asked, but you already knew the answer. Who couldn’t know when he so desperately wants to be someone that the boys can look up to and learn from.
He didn’t answer, but instead put his head down, “You know...just because you’re the oldest, doesn’t mean you can’t make mistakes or have your off days. To be honest, if you’re so perfect all the time in front of them, I feel like it would be harder for them to open up to you. Sometimes you have to show your weakness to build a stronger relationship and trust. Your weakness can be what makes you stronger, hm?” You kissed his forehead and rubbed his shoulder, his flow of tears slowing down, “And I don’t think even one of those boys are blaming you for anything. Yes, they might be frustrated at times, but they are intelligent, smart, and understanding young men who don’t expect you to never make a mistake. Nobody is perfect and I think it’s a good to know that and not beat yourself up over a bad day, okay?”
Heeseung nodded his head and looked at you, laughing quietly, “I don’t know how you always manage to make me feel better. It’s like your magic power.” He smiled, kissing your cheek.
“Hey,” You nudged his shoulder, “I love you, don’t forget that, hm?” You pat his shoulder, standing up, “Now, why don’t you give them a call?”
“After we cuddle...I think we’ve both had a long and tiring day.”











