#neodreamzenie

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Imagine

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Part 1

Next Part: Part 2 Genre: Fluff Wc: 0.3k Warnings: None

Everyone liked you.

You were the kind of girl people talked about even when you weren't in the room - confident, charming, impossible not to notice. Boys lined up in subtle and not-so-subtle ways. And no matter how politely you turned them down, it never really stopped.

The only person you liked was Jake.

Jake who had been your best friend long before anyone else mattered. Back then everything was so easy. You sat next to each other in class, shared snacks, complained about homework and talked about nothing and everything. But as you grew older things shifted. People started seeing you differently, expectations changed. And somewhere along the wayJake took a step back - not from you particularly. He just became more... quiet. However, he never stopped being there.

One afternoon after yet another awkward confession from someone you barely knew, you found you found yourself in front of Jake, arms crossed. "I need a favor." You said. He raised an eyebrow in response. "That already sounds dangerous." "Pretend to be my boyfriend." He just laughed at first, certain you were joking. Once he realized you weren't, his smile faded in an instant. "That's not a small favor." "It'll make them stop," You insisted. "and it's you. I trust you." Jake hesitated. You could see the conflict on his face, the way he opened his mouth and just closed it again. He sighed.

"Okay, but if this gets weird we stop." It was supposed to be simple but from the very first day Jake made it feel real. He met you in the mornings, walking you to school like he always had, except his hand slipped into yours without hesitation. He carried your bag on days it was heavy, waited for you after classes were over and just stood close enough to make the message clear without ever crossing a line you didn't want crossed.

He didn't act like someone playing role.

Jake treated you the same way he always had - attentive, gentle, quietly protective. He still listened when you talked, still noticed when you were tired, still checked in on you when your smile didn't reach your eyes.If anything, he cared more. Sometimes you forget it was fake. It almost felt like

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Part 1

Next Part: Part 2 Genre: Slight Angst, Fluff Wc: 0.4k Warnings: None

Everyone always said you two were the couple people envied.

Years together, steady love, no drama, no break-ups. You had the kind of relationship people pointed at and said, "I hope I get something like that."

But people only saw the highlight reel. They didn't see the quiet shift.

Heeseung came home later than usual, conversations grew shorter, his smiles got weaker. Whenever you touched him, it felt like he was never fully there. At first you tried to ignore it, telling yourself he was tired, stressed, overwhelmed. But the truth was harder to swallow:

It felt like you were losing him in slow motion.

One night, you were both in the living room - Heeseung scrolling through his phone, you pretending to watch a drama. The distance between you on the couch felt like an ocean. "Did you eat already?" you asked quietly. He didn't look up. "Yeah." His tone was flat. Emotionless. As though he was talking to a stranger. You nodded in response, even though he didn't see it - and you knew that. He never saw, ever since things have been like this between you guys. Minutes passed. Long, heavy, uncomfortable. You tried again. "You've been coming home late a lot." "Work. " He said. Just that.

One word.

You swallowed. "I know, but you don't... Talk to me anymore." That made him pause for a second. But instead of comforting you, he just sighed - exhausted, as if your worry was something he didn't have the energy for.

You felt something crack inside of your chest.

"Heeseung," You whispered, voice unsteady. "what's happening to us?" He finally looked at you. His eyes were tired - more tired than you'd ever seen them. "Nothings happening." He said. "We're fine." But he said it like someone trying to end an annoying conversation, not to fix it. You felt your throat tighten. "no, we're not fine." "You're overthinking." he muttered, eyes still fixed on his phone screen.

That hurt you more than anything.

You stood up from the couch slowly - heart pounding like a good horror movie, with everything you'd been holding back for months now. "Look at me." You said softly. But he didn't. "Heeseung." His eyes finally met yours and the moment they did, you almost wished they didn't. Because the distance you've been feeling, it was right there, reflected back at you. Raw, cold, terrifying. Your voice trembled.

"Am I losing you...?"

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Part 2

Other Parts: Part 1 Part 3 (coming tomorrow, stay tuned) Part 4 Genre: Fluff Wc: 0.4k Warnings: None

The wedding wasn't grand, but it was public enough to satisfy both families. You smiled for the cameras until your cheeks hurt, his hand resting on yours like a prop. He whispered small things during the ceremony - directions, cues - never endearments. "Smile." He'd murmur through his teeth. "Look at me, they're watching." And you did. You always did. Afterwards your life with him settled into a quiet routine. Breakfasts together, dinners in silence. He read the news on his phone while you picked at your food. He never raised his voice, he never asked to many questions, never intruded. The house was large enough for both of you to live separate lives under the same roof.

Sometimes when passing his office, you'd see him leaning against his desk, sleeves rolled up, hair slightly disheveled from running his hands through it. He always looked so effortlessly composed as though nothing could touch him. You couldn't help but wonder if he felt the same numbness or if he truly just didn't care. But every now and then you caught him watching you a little too long. Not tenderly, not with affection, but with something quieter, heavier. Like he was trying to read you. Like he was asking himself the same question. Like he was trying to read you. Trying to read the role you were both forced to play. And maybe in his own detached way, he knew you better than anyone else ever did.

It started small. A misplaced coffee cup on the wrong counter. His jacket draped over the sofa after yet another long day. You told yourself you didn't care. You'd promised yourself this was just a duty. Neither love, nor warmth. But sometimes when you caught him sleeping on the couch, hair falling over his eyes, you found yourself covering him with a blanket, careful not to wake him. And whenever he mumbled a quiet, half asleep "Thank you." it startled you, because it sounded so gentle.

One evening you came home late from a meeting about the family business. The tension between both families had finally settled. You should've felt relieved. Instead you felt empty. Jay was waiting in the kitchen, still in his work suit, his sack over the chairs lean, sleeves rolled up, leaning against the counter with two glasses of his favorite red wine. "Rough day?" He asked. You hesitated at first before sitting down across from him. "Not worse than usual." "Hmm." He pushed a glass towards you. "You've been caring it all alone, haven't you?" He proceeded. You frowned. "What are you talking about?" He gave a small smile - not arrogant, not mocking - just... knowing.

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Part 1

Next Part: Part 2 (coming tomorrow, stay tuned) Genre: Fluff Wc: 0.3k Warnings: None

Marrying him was the hardest decision of your life, but it's the only way to save your family's business. In order not to put a burden on anyone, you agreed on it and pretended everything was fine. You pretended to love him.

You've known him ever since you guys visited the same class - both of you competing to be the top of the class. Because of that you'd seen him as a rival. A rival you couldn't ever beat.

You've always felt so small around him, which just became worse after you found out he was the one you were going to marry. The moment you found out you were still in shock, while he was calmly sitting down at the table, drinking as if these news were nothing but a weather forecast to him. He didn't even look any what surprised. Just a small raise of his brows followed by the sentence "So that's it, huh?" and a sip of his bitter red wine. He usually drinks red wine in the evening.

He always had an elegant but slightly serious charisma. He seemed deep, mature. Grown. His fashion sense was clean, classy and sometimes somewhat retro. He had a reflected, loyal and responsible soul. He had this warm and chill aura to him. He always kept his cool, staying composed, no matter what. He was always very calm and soft, though all of this made him look cold and reckless on the outside. He's definitely the red wine type. Always been.

He swirled his glass once, watching the dried blood red drink ripple - also a very classic Jay-thing. "Guess congratulations are in order." You said nothing, just stood there fists tightening against the fabric of your skirt, trying to make sense of how calm he looked once again. You expected something else. Anger. Maybe denial. Something that would mirror the storm raging inside of you. But Jay only took one other sip, his eyes flicking up to you with that unfamiliar, unreadable expression he always wore during exams back in school, knowing he'd score higher than you just by looking at the first question.

Jay never made a fuss over anything. Losing, winning, marrying you - it all was the same to him. Quiet indifferent. You used to think it was arrogance. Maybe it was.

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Part 1

Next Part: Part 2 Genre: Fluff, slight angst Wc: 0.6k Warnings: None

You and Sunghoon weren't supposed to become close. You just happened to work for the same company, in the same department, sitting two desks apart from each other. That was it. Nothing special.

Except...

He was special. Sunghoon was quiet, composed. Observant. The type who spoke only when needed but always said something sharp or unexpectedly thoughtful. Always neat, always calm, always looking as though he walked straight of a model shoot - cool and distant, yet strangely comforting.

And you? You fell for him without meaning to. The way he tucked his hair behind his ear when concentrating. The way he always noticed when you were tried and slid a pack of vitamin drinks onto your desk without a single word or look. The way he's told between you and crowded elevators because you didn't like crowded spaces.

You liked him. To much. To quickly.

But Sunghoon never made a move. Never flirted. Never hinted at anything.

Because he didn't feel the same. He was just a colleague looking out for his co-worker. Doing the bare minimum and of course since you weren't used to it you developed these feelings. You kept everything inside. Safe, hidden and quiet. Sunghoon surprisingly drank more than usual, even smiling a little, cheeks flushed, eyes softer than normal. He was acting different. As if he let his guard, that he always kept on, down.

"You okay?" You asked quietly as he carefully sagged his body against the booth. He blinked at you slowly, " 'm dizzy." Your other co-workers were too busy messing around to notice that Sunghoon was basically melting beside you. You sighed. "I'll take you home." You said. "You sure?" Some behind you asked. "Yeah," you answered. "he lives close by anyway." And no one questioned it. Sunghoon was heavier than he looked. You guided him towards your car, sat him into the passenger seat, even bucked him up, then proceeded driving him home with the silence of the late evening/early night wrapping around both of you.

Once you arrived you noticed he had fallen asleep, his heads resting against your window. You felt a little sorry but you had to wake him up in order to bring him inside. So you lightly tapped his upper arm and shoulder a couple times for him to finally wake. "Sorry..." he mumbled. "It's okay." You whispered back, though your heart was pounding. You walked him to his room and helped him sit on the bed. He slouched back instantly, eyes half closed, hair covering his forehead. You hesitated before slowly brushing it out of his face gently so it wouldn't disturb him. His hair was soft, softer than you had imagined. You sat down beside him, watching him breathe slowly , chest rising and falling like he was finally at peace.

You shouldn't have stayed, but your heart broke seeing him seem so... Vulnerable. So you talked, knowing that he won't hear it but that's exactly why you did it. Quietly, carefully. Like he was a secret you weren't supposed to touch. "Sunghoon," You started, threading your fingers through his hair softly. "you'll never know this, but I really like you." Your voice cracked somewhat. "Ive liked you for a long time now. Even when you dint look at men, even when you stayed distant. I know you don't feel the same and that's fine. I don't need anything from you." Sunghoons breathing stayed slow, steady. You swallowed. "It's stupid, right? Holding on to feelings for someone who never saw me in this light, but it's okay. I know I'll get over it. I just need to give it some more time." You stood up slowly, not wanting to wake him up, wiping the corner of your eye. "Never mind, you can't hear it anyway and even if you were awake standing in front of me right now, you wouldn't remember once you sober up anyways."

You turned to leave.

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Part 2

Previous Part: Part 1 Genre: Fluff, slight angst Wc: 0.3k Warnings: None

It was real.

And so weeks had passed and the attention from others slowly faded. People accepted it. You and Jake became that couple in the hallways, walking hand in hand. Sharing lunches and laughing like nothing had changed. But everything had. You started noticing the way Jake looked at you when he thought you weren't paying attention. How his grip slowly tightened when someone stared for too long. How he never once complained about pretending. Then one night he texted you.

"Can we talk? Outside your place. Now." Your heart sank. When you stepped outside Jake was already there, hands in his pockets, shoulders tense. The streetlight threw soft shadows across his face. "What's wrong?" You asked him directly. He didn't meet your eyes. "We should stop." Your chest tightened. "Stop what?" "This," He answered. "pretending." You stared at him. "Why? Everything been fine." He slightly shook his head, slowly. "Its just... Not a good idea anymore." "That's not an answer." You said, frustration building up inside of you. "Did I do something wrong?" "No." He replied quickly. 

"You didn't." "Then why are you walking away now?" Running one hand through his hair, clearly struggling. "People are starting to talk too much." "So what?" You shot back. "That was the point, wasn't it?" He looked at you, insecurity washing over his face. "You don't understand." "Then explain it to me. I'm listening." You said, voice breaking lightly. "I thought we were in this together."

Silence stretched in between you, heavy and unbearable. Finally Jake exhaled shakily. "I can't keep pretending because it stopped being fake a long time ago." You breathed in, confused. "What?" He took a step closer. "I love you more than I should." The words hit you all at once. "I've loved you since before any of this," He continued. "since when I was just your best friend and that was all I was allowed to be. Pretending to be with you everyday made it harder, not easier."

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Part 2

Previous Part: Part 1 Genre: Slight Angst, Fluff Wc: 0.5k Warnings: None

His jaw tightened, "No."

"Then why does it feel like it?" You asked. "Why does it feel like you're slipping away and I'm the only one holding on?" He stood up too, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "I told you, you're overthinking. We talked about this from the beginning. You know how hard my job can get sometimes." "Stop saying that. Stop making me feel crazy for noticing that you're not the same anymore." His expression flickered - guilt, fear, something unspoken - but he hid it just as fast. You took a shaky breath. "Just tell me," You whispered. "give me a reason to still continue this. Tell me why I shouldn't walk away before we break each other even more." He froze. Those words coming out of your mouth hit him harder than anything had in a long time. The room went silent.

So silent, you could hear your heartbeat breaking.

Heeseung looked at you like his world had tilted. Like he didn't expect you to reach that point. His eyes slightly wider open than they had been the past minutes - the past moths even. Just a little bit, nothing that could show what's happening on his inside. His eyes became a little shinier, stars in his eyes appearing - not like tearing up, more like his eyes wetting a little from blinking eventually. When he finally spoke, his voice cracked. "Don't say that." He whispered. You shook your head, tears falling after they'd made yours eyes burn like crazy. "Then just tell me why already. Tell me what changed." You replied, your voice slightly louder than before. You weren't yelling or shouting, you just raised your volume up a little bit, hoping he would notice that what you have been feeling for so long wasn't just your jealousy or loneliness speaking. It was something serious - something that in someway could or maybe even should have broken you guys up long ago. For the first time in months, the walls he built up around him finally crumbled. He stepped closer, not closing the distance fully.

Not yet.

But close enough for you to see the fear in his eyes. "I wasn't pulling away because I stopped loving you," he said quietly. "I was pulling away because I loved you so much, it scared me." You stopped breathing for a short moment. "I kept thinking... What if I'm not enough for you anymore? What if one day you wake up and realize you want something more? Someone who can give you more time and affection than an Idol can? What if the fans find out about you or even worse sasaengs do? What if the staff does, let alone my boss? I thought that maybe if I distanced myself, it'd hurt less once that day actually comes. Your lips parted, you were dazed. It felt like you got knocked out, but the pain you should be feeling on your body - you felt it inside your body. He took another step towards you.

"I love you." He murmured. "You know that, right?" You didn't reply.

Not yet.

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