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⤿ In the quiet of her lab, Dr. Y/N, a skilled scientist, sets out on a risky mission to bring back her late fiancé, Park Sunghoon, who died in a car accident. Using his preserved DNA, she creates a clone that grows rapidly in just two years. When Sunghoon wakes up, he faces the difficult reality of being brought back to life and the moral issues surrounding Y/N's actions.

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Fall Into You | Chapter Two: The girl at the bottom of the slide

pairing: brother's friend!Martin x Older!reader

previous - next

Martin’s POV

Martin Edwards was not nervous.

At least, that was what he told himself.

He wasn’t nervous. He was just… excited. There was a difference.

He had been looking forward to today ever since Keonho told them his sister was helping with their project.

A marketing major. Someone who actually knew what they were doing.

Someone who could help them turn all the ideas they had in their heads into something people could understand.

Their group had always been passionate about music.

That part was easy. But explaining themselves?

Showing people who they were beyond performances and random clips online?

That was harder.

And if there was one thing Martin cared about, it was making sure their music meant something.

Not just sounding good. Not just looking cool. Meaning something.

“Martin!”

He heard Seonghyeon calling from downstairs.

“I’m coming!”

He quickly checked his reflection on his phone. Not because he cared. Obviously.

He just wanted to make sure he didn’t look like he had been practicing for three hours straight.

Which he had. His hair was slightly messy. His shirt was comfortable. Nothing special. Perfect. Normal.

He was going to go downstairs, introduce himself properly, and make a good first impression.

Simple. Easy.

Except he forgot one thing. The slide. The stupid basement slide. The one they barely used. The one that was technically unnecessary. The one everyone told him to stop using because “Martin, you are not five years old anymore.”

But it was faster. And honestly? It was fun.

“Just once.”

He whispered to himself.

“One slide down and then I’ll be serious.”

That was his mistake.

Because the second he pushed himself forward, he realized something.

He was going too fast. Way too fast.

“Wait—” Nope.

Too late.

From Martin’s perspective, everything slowed down. The sound of laughter from below.

The warm sunlight coming from the basement window.

The voices of his friends.

And then—

Her.

There was a girl standing near the bottom of the slide. Someone he had never seen before.

Someone who definitely was not supposed to be there.

And somehow, in the middle of him flying down a slide headfirst like an idiot, his brain decided that this was the perfect time to notice how pretty she was.

The sunlight hit her hair. She looked calm.

Completely calm.

Like she wasn’t about to witness the most embarrassing entrance of his life.

And for a second— Just a second—

Martin genuinely forgot he was about to crash.

Who is she?

Then reality came back. Because the next thing he knew— His shoulder hit the floor.

His hands touched the ground.

And he slid directly to her feet.

Silence.

Complete silence.

Martin wanted to disappear. Actually.

He wanted the floor to open and swallow him.

Because out of every possible way he could have met someone new…

Why did it have to be this? Why did it have to be the slide?

“Martin.”

He heard James say. The disappointment in his voice was painful.

Martin slowly lifted his head. And there she was.

Looking down at him. Trying very hard not to laugh. Not scared. Not annoyed. Just amused.

Which somehow made it worse.

Then she spoke.

“And you must be Martin, the leader, huh?”

Oh.

Oh no.

Her voice was nice.

That was unfair. Martin immediately scrambled to stand. Except his body decided to betray him because he had just thrown himself down a slide like a child.

He fixed his posture quickly.

Then bowed.

"Hi.”

His voice came out way too formal.

“I’m Martin Edwards Park . I’m the leader of the group.”

A pause.

“I’m sorry about…”

He glanced at the slide.

Then at himself.

“...that.”

A small smile appeared on her face. And Martin felt his brain stop working again.

“I’m Ahn Y/n.”

Ahn.

Y/n.

He repeated the name silently. Then he noticed something.

Ahn.

His eyes moved toward Keonho.

Then back to her.

“Wait.”

Keonho immediately looked nervous.

“Martin.” But it was too late.

“You’re Keonho’s sister?”

Y/n smiled.

“Unfortunately.”

Keonho gasped. “Why unfortunately?”

“Because you’re annoying.”

“I’m your favorite person.”

“You’re my only brother.”

“Exactly.”

Martin watched them. And something about the way they interacted made him smile.

It wasn’t the typical sibling relationship where they only teased each other.

There was something softer underneath.

The way Y/n automatically fixed Keonho’s messy hair while complaining.

The way Keonho immediately listened when she spoke.

The way they clearly cared about each other.

“So you’re the famous noona.”

Martin accidentally said.

Everyone went quiet.

He immediately realized.

“Wait.”

“What?”

Y/n looked amused.

“Famous?”

Martin panicked.

“No, not like famous famous.”

Great.

Amazing explanation.

“Keonho talks about you.”

Keonho’s eyes widened.

“Martin.”

“What?”

“You’re making it worse.”

Martin blinked.

“I am?”

“Yes."

Y/n laughed.

Actually laughed.

And somehow that made him forget that he was supposed to be embarrassed.

Once they started the interview, Martin tried to act normal.

He really did. He sat down. Answered questions. Talked about the group. Talked about music.And eventually, he stopped thinking about how he entered the room.

Because when Y/n asked about music, something changed.

“So when did you start making music?” Martin looked down at his hands. The question was simple. But his answer mattered.

“Probably when I was younger.”

“How young?”

He smiled.

“Really young.”

Y/n looked surprised.

“I started messing around with beats because I was curious. I didn’t really know what I was doing.”

He laughed softly.

“But I liked it.”

The room became quieter.

Because everyone knew this side of Martin.

The serious side. The one who stayed late practicing. The one who rewrote songs over and over because he wanted them to be better.

“I think music was always the easiest way for me to express things.” Martin continued “Things I couldn’t really explain.”

And when he looked up— Y/n was listening.

Actually listening. Not just waiting for the answer. Not pretending. Listening.

That was when Martin realized something.

She wasn’t just helping them because Keonho asked. She genuinely cared about understanding them.

“You’re surprisingly mature."

The words caught him off guard.

He blinked. “Huh?”

Y/n smiled. “I don’t know. I just didn’t expect someone your age to think about things like that.”

And before his brain could stop him—

“Why?”

Everyone looked at him.

Martin continued.

“Because you don’t like younger guys?”

Silence.

His soul left his body. Why did I say that?

Seonghyeon immediately smacked the back of his head.

“Martin.”

“Ow.”

“Did you seriously ask Noona that?”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?”

“I think my mouth moved before my brain.”

Y/n covered her mouth, laughing. And somehow, even while being embarrassed, Martin thought—

Her laugh is really pretty.

Keonho looked between them.

Slowly.

Suspiciously.

Like he already understood something Martin hadn’t admitted yet.

And maybe that was the beginning.

Not love.

Not yet.

Just a strange little moment.

A girl who thought younger guys were off-limits.

A boy who accidentally fell into her life.

Literally.

And a slide that neither of them would ever let him forget.

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Fall Into You | Chapter 1: The Favor

pairing: brother's friend! Martin x Older!Reader

prologue - next

Ahn Y/n knew one thing about her younger brother.

When Ahn Keonho suddenly became sweet, something was wrong. Not bad wrong.

More like he wants something from me and he thinks I won’t notice wrong.

Which was why she immediately looked suspicious when she walked into the kitchen and saw him placing a cup of iced coffee beside her laptop.

Very suspicious.

“...What do you want?”

Keonho, who had been leaning against the counter with the most innocent expression he could make, immediately frowned.

“Wow.”

Y/n didn’t even look up from her notes.

“What?”

“You don’t even appreciate the coffee?”

“I do.”

“Then why is your first question what I want?”

“Because you made me coffee without asking.”

Keonho blinked.

“And?”

“And you only do that when you need a favor.”

He placed a hand over his chest dramatically.

“You think so little of your own brother?”

“Yes.”

The answer came too quickly. Keonho stared at her.

Y/n finally looked up and smiled.

“You’re my brother. I know you.”

“That’s actually kind of insulting.”

“It’s actually accurate.”

-

Keonho dropped into the chair across from her, taking a sip of his own drink.

For a few seconds, he said nothing.

And that was how Y/n knew he was definitely planning something.

Keonho was many things.

Talented. Passionate. Annoying.

But subtle?Never.

“Just say it.”

“Say what?”

“The reason you’re here.”

“I came to see my beloved noona.”

“No.”

“I missed you.”

“No.”

“You wound me.”

“Keonho.”

He laughed.

“You’re too easy to read.”

“You’re the one who walked in here holding coffee like a peace offering.”

“Okay, fine.”

He leaned forward.

“Can you help me with something?”

There it was.

Y/n leaned back.

“With what?”

“My band.”

She raised an eyebrow.

“Your band?”

“Yeah.”

“What happened?”

“Nothing happened.”

“Then why do you sound nervous?”

“I’m not nervous.”

“You are.”

“I’m literally not.”

“You’re tapping your fingers.”

Keonho immediately stopped.

Y/n pointed at him.

“See?”

He looked offended.

“Why are you so good at noticing things?”

“Because I’m your sister.”

Keonho sighed and finally gave up pretending.

“We have this project for our major subject.”

“Okay.”

“It’s like a campus music video.”

Y/n nodded.

“A music video?”

“Yeah. We need to create a video for our group and upcoming performance.”

“That actually sounds interesting.”

Keonho smiled slightly.

“But?”

She pointed at him.

“There’s always a but.”

He laughed.

“But we need someone who knows how to handle the marketing side.”

“And you thought of me.”

“Obviously.”

Y/n shook her head.

“You just want free labor from your sister.”

“No!”

“Yes.”

“Noona.”

“Keonho.”

“Please.”

She stared at him.

And it was unfair.

Because no matter how annoying he was, he was still her little brother.

The same little boy who used to sit beside her while she studied because he didn’t want to be alone.

The same kid who would proudly tell their relatives:

“My noona is really smart.”

Even when she knew he didn’t fully understand what she was studying.

The same kid who showed her his first song and waited nervously for her reaction.

She still remembered that day.

He had been thirteen.

His hair was messy, his headphones were too big, and he looked like he was holding his breath.

"Noona… what do you think?”

And she remembered looking at his face and thinking:

He really loves this.

Not because he wanted attention.

Not because he wanted praise.

He just loved making music.

So when people questioned him, she was always the first person to stand beside him.

-

“You’re impossible.”

Keonho’s eyes immediately brightened.

“Does that mean yes?”

“It means…”

She sighed. “Yes.”

He immediately cheered. "Yes!”

“Don’t celebrate yet.”

Keonho stopped.

“What?”

“I’m not filming anything yet.”

His expression changed.

“What?”

“I need to meet them first.”

“Meet who?”

“Your bandmates."

“Why?”

Y/n gave him a look.

“Because I’m creating something that represents your group.”

She closed her laptop.

“I need to know who you are as a team.”

Keonho stared at her.

Then smiled.

“That’s very marketing major of you.”

“I know.”

“You’re really taking this seriously.”

“Of course.”

She shrugged.

“If I’m going to help, I want it to actually feel like you guys.”

Keonho smiled at her.

The teasing expression disappeared for a moment.

And Y/n knew that look. The one he had whenever he was genuinely grateful.

“Thanks, noona.”

She looked away.

“Don’t make it weird.”

“I’m being sincere.”

“I know.”

“You’re the best.”

“Again, don’t make it weird.”

He laughed.

The meeting was scheduled a few days later.

Keonho insisted they meet at their practice space.

Y/n expected a normal music room. Maybe some instruments.

Maybe some messy college boys’ belongings.

Nothing too surprising.

At least, that was what she thought.

“Why is it in a basement?”

Y/n stared at the building in front of her.

Keonho, beside her, looked confused.

“What do you mean?”

“It’s a basement.”

“It’s a creative space.”

“It looks like the place where horror movies start.”

Keonho laughed.

“Noona, please.”

“I’m serious.”

“You’re dramatic.”

“You’re the one who calls a basement a creative space.”

“Because it is.”

He opened the door.

“Come on.”

The moment she stepped inside, she realized he wasn’t exaggerating.

The basement wasn’t creepy.

It was alive.

There were instruments everywhere.

A small recording setup.

Speakers.

A dance area.

Notes and ideas stuck on the walls.

It wasn’t just a practice room.

It was clearly a place they built because they loved what they did.

Y/n looked around.

“Wow.”

Keonho smiled.

“Told you.”

“I didn’t expect this.”

“Because you underestimated us?”

“Because you’re a bunch of college boys.”

“Wow.”

She laughed.

“I mean that lovingly."

Four people were already there.

Keonho introduced them one by one.

“James.”

A familiar guy waved probably around my year.

“Hi.”

“Juhoon.”

Another nodded politely.

“Nice to meet you.”

“Seonghyeon.”

"Hello, noona.”

Y/n smiled.

“And you guys are the ones I’ll be working with?”

James nodded.

“Yeah. Martin’s supposed to be here too.”

“Martin?”

“Our leader.”

Keonho answered.

“He’s probably upstairs.”

Y/n nodded.

“Okay. While we wait, can I ask you guys some questions?”

James smiled.

“Already in work mode?”

“Obviously.”

Seonghyeon whispered. “She’s scary.”

Keonho immediately defended her.

“She’s not scary.”

Y/n looked at him. “You literally called me scary when you were seven.”

“That was different.”

“How?”

“You made me eat vegetables.”

“Because you hated them.”

“I was a child.”

“You’re still dramatic.”

They laughed. And for the first time, Y/n thought maybe this project wouldn’t be as difficult as she expected.

She opened her notebook.

“Okay. First question.”

She looked at the three.

“What kind of group are you?”

And before anyone could answer—

A loud metallic sound echoed from upstairs.

Everyone froze.

Y/n slowly looked up.

“What was that?”

The boys immediately looked at each other.

James sighed.

“Oh no.”

Seonghyeon covered his face.

“Not again.”

Keonho looked embarrassed.

“Please tell me he didn’t.”

Y/n blinked.

“Who?”

And then—

A familiar sound.

A slide.

Someone coming down way too fast.

And before she could process what was happening—

Someone came sliding down from upstairs.

Head first.

Straight into the basement.

Straight toward her.

And that was how Ahn Y/n met Martin Edwards.

Not through a handshake.

Not through a proper introduction.

But with him crashing into her life — quite literally.

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[tobiosbbyghorl]

Falling Into You | Prologue

pairing: younger brothers friend! Martin x Older! Reader

start

Ahn Y/n was the kind of person people naturally looked for.

Not because she was the loudest in the room. Not because she demanded attention.

But because somehow, she always knew what to do.

Need someone to proofread your presentation at midnight? Y/n. Forgot to bring your charger? Y/n probably had an extra. Crying over a failed exam? She was already buying you coffee before you even asked.

It was almost annoying how reliable she was. Almost. Because being the person everyone depended on meant everyone forgot that sometimes, she needed someone too.

As a junior Marketing major, Y/n had her life planned out. Her notes were organized by color. Her calendar was always updated. Her deadlines were never missed.

She was the type of person who submitted projects three days early and reminded her groupmates that “panic is not a valid strategy.”

Her friends often teased her. “You were born thirty years old, Y/n.”

And she would just roll her eyes. “Someone has to have common sense.”

But there was one person who could completely ruin her perfectly organized life.

Her younger brother. Ahn Keonho.

To everyone else, Keonho was the talented music major with too much energy and too many ideas. To Y/n?

He was still the little boy who used to follow her around the house holding onto her shirt because he didn’t want to sleep alone.

The kid who would sit beside her while she studied, even though he didn’t understand anything she was reviewing.

The little brother who proudly told everyone:

“My noona is the smartest person I know.”

Even when she knew he was exaggerating.

Y/n adored Keonho. She really did.

She complained about him constantly, but everyone knew she was the first person to defend him.

When he decided to pursue music, she was the one who stayed up listening to his unfinished songs. When relatives questioned whether music was a “real career,” she was the one who shut them down.

“If he’s happy and he’s working hard, why wouldn’t it be?”

She never wanted him to feel like he had to choose between his passion and practicality.

Because she knew Keonho. She knew how much music meant to him.

Which was exactly why she couldn’t say no when he asked for help.

“Noona.”

Y/n didn’t even look up from her laptop.

“No.”

Keonho blinked.

“I didn’t even ask yet.”

“You have a favor.”

“How did you know?”

“Because you only call me noona in that voice when you need something.”

Keonho immediately smiled.

The dangerous smile.

The one that meant he already knew he was going to win.

“Can you help us film a marketing video?”

Y/n finally looked at him.

“Us?”

“My band.”

“No.”

“Please.”

“No.”

“We have a major project.”

“Still no.”

“You need portfolio experience.”

She narrowed her eyes.

“Are you using my own goals against me?”

Keonho grinned.

“Yes.”

She stared at him.

Then sighed.

“You’re annoying.”

“But you love me.” Unfortunately, he was right.

Because that was Keonho’s greatest talent.

He knew exactly how to get his noona to give in.

“You said it’s for your band?”

“Yeah.”

“And this helps your project?”

“Yeah.”

“And it helps my portfolio?”

“Exactly.”

Y/n shook her head.

“One stone, two birds?”

Keonho’s smile widened.

“See? You get me.”

She should have known agreeing meant stepping into chaos.

She should have known a room full of music majors would never be normal.

She should have known Keonho’s friends would be just as chaotic as him.

But what she didn’t know…

was that helping her little brother would introduce her to someone who would challenge the one rule she had always been so sure about.

Someone who would make her question whether being younger really meant being less mature.

Someone who would literally fall into her life.

And his name was Martin Edwards Park.

tobiosbbyghorl 2026

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[tobiosbbyghorl]

so i have some cortis reader here? mwheheheh

[tobiosbbyghorl]

any cortis fics reco? like noona reader? (😝) I WANNA READ SUMMMMM🤓

[sevony]

THE OUTDOOR TYPE ⋆˚࿔

۶ৎ 𝓅airings. ɞ 𝗇𝗈𝗇-𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗅!𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗌 𝗑 𝗀𝗇!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

꣑୧　 𝓈ummary ⨟ 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 "𝖼𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍" 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗉? 「 𝑔enre 」 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗒 💭.ᐣ.ᐟ 𝓌ord𝒸ount 1807 ( ‘ ⩊ ‘𖦹)ᜊ

𝔀arnings. mentions of a bear attack, getting stung, mention of losing a finger, mentions of fire, lowercase intended ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝘆𝗻𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌. not proofread, i had this idea after watching gravity falls idk why

୨𝑒 james zhao 𑙕

“i promise you it will be fun! we can heat up marshmallows, sing by the fireplace, take a bath in the lake–”, you interrupt him “we’ll get bitten by bugs, going to the toilet will be a nightmare and we’re going to sleep in a tent in the middle of the forest”.

james sighs and keeps driving, “come on! we haven’t arrived yet, i’m sure you’ll learn to love it, plus, i’m basically an expert at this” he says with a proud grin.

once you two park your car, he takes a deep breath of fresh air, “ah, can you feel it babe? the smell of the nature is always refreshing”, you nod unsure as you watch a centipede crawl on a tree “yeah… the nature is so… beautiful”.

james rummages in the trunk of his car, pulling out a box with a brand new tent he bought just for the occasion, “stay back babe, let a real man handle this”, you sigh, a hint of a smile on your lips “are you sure you don’t need any help?”, he scoffs lightly “of course not! relax and let me handle this”.

“ok!” you reply, taking a seat by a small bench nearby, partially glad you get to sit and watch your boyfriend totally struggle with the tent.

hours go by, and james has set up for now one pole, his hair is messy because of his hand constantly running in it, he has put on glasses to read the instructions, and he’s sitting on the ground trying to find all the pieces, he groans “ugh! when i was younger the instructions seemed much clearer!”.

you smile softly at him, getting up from your seat and kneeling down at his level, “still don’t need a hand?”.

james stays quiet for a few seconds “...maybe i do”. you chuckle softly, and with your help, you both successfully set up the tent, with you laughing whenever he’d get confused and irritated at the instructions or at the way he’d groan when he’d place a piece wrong, but maybe camping wasn’t so bad after all.

୨𝑒 juhoon kim 𑙕

you and your boyfriend have decided to take a break from the busy city life, and went camping. the problem? juhoon isn’t very fond of it. “babe, i think this frog is going to jump at me” he mumbles, holding your hand tightly as you both take a walk in the forest, “babe relax, it’s probably scared of you twice as much”. the frog croaked, and your boyfriend basically jumped in your arms.

it was an eventful day for juhoon: he got stung by a few bees, he fell into the lake and he tripped in a mud pond. he was already done with this outdoor adventure, but you seemed so genuinely aligned with nature, and relaxed too, so he didn’t want to ruin your fun. that night, as you both are in your tent, you try to medicate his bee stings, feeling sorry for how his day had turned out, “ju, listen, i… i’m very sorry, i know it was a hard day for you. we can go home if you don’t feel like sleeping here”.

juhoon takes a deep breath “no i… we can stay, despite all that has happened you were still there for me, even now you’re tending to my bee stings” he smiles softly at you. you slightly smile back at him, “if a bear decides to attack us tonight i’ll get in front of you to defend you, he has to step on me first” you say, puffing out your chest to make him smile. he chuckles and pinches your cheek softly “hey, slow down lion heart, and don’t make me think about this possible scenario”.

you smile and peck his cheek, you turn off your lamp and you lay down to sleep, but this time, he is the one safely tucked in your arms.

୨𝑒 martin edwards 𑙕

summer time is your favorite period of time, why? because you get to plan fun adventures with your overly energetic boyfriend. this time, you two decided to head to a camping site downtown. 

“ah! beautiful nature!” your boyfriend exclaims with a proud grin as you start to unload the car. you look at the sky, it’s starting to tint with shades of pink and orange “uhh babe, we should start making a  campfire, the sun’s about to set”, “oh, right” he says a bit sheepishly. you raise your eyebrow at him “...you do know how to start a campfire?”. a moment of silence stretches between you two, then he huffs out a laugh “babe, of course i know how to start a campfire”.

he did not know how to start a campfire.

you helped him gather some stones and wood to set it up, he insisted on starting the fire. at first, he claimed to do it the “natural way”; with two wooden sticks. “babe i don’t think–” “i promise it’s almost there! give it time”.

then, he tried rubbing two rocks together, but the moment he saw a sparkle, he threw them on the ground “phew, i almost lost a finger”.

the sky was starting to tint with darker hues, and the cold of the night was beginning to set. you rub your arms “babe, can’t we just look for a lighter–” he says, still focused on the tiny mountain of wood “i got this babe, don’t worry, you will be warm by the fire in a few seconds”.

as he’s sat on the ground, trying to look for a way to light up the fire, you sneakily head to the car, and rummage under the seats for a lighter, once you finally find it, you settle next to him. “babe, i love you, but we’ll be freezing cold at this rate” you say, handing him the lighter. he sighs “ok… you’re right, i guess. i just wanted to impress you by taking the lead” he says, as he begins to set fire to a smaller piece of wood. you smile, and reach by the tent you set up earlier for his guitar “well, i know what always impresses me” you say, handing him his guitar to play.

୨𝑒 seonghyeon eom 𑙕

as you and your boyfriend are exploring the campsite you decided to spend a weekend in, you find a tiny lake near the forest. you gasp excitedly “we have to go take a bath! it will be so refreshing!”. your boyfriend scrunches his nose “are you sure it’s safe babe?” you wave a hand at him, dismissing his statement “yeah babe, there’s the sign right there! what could go wrong?”

lots of things could go wrong.

while you are taking a relaxing swim inside the lake, feeling the sunlight on your skin and little fish swimming besides you, you suddenly hear your boyfriend scream. who knew, that your brave boyfriend, was terrified of the water? specifically, what is inside of the water?

you chuckle at the sight of him struggling to get in, and you swim by the shore “babe, i promise you nothing scary is hiding underwater”. he gulps “no i.. i know, nothing scary…”.

you smile, you had to admit, seeing your boyfriend so scared and vulnerable made your heart soften.

you stand up, holding out your hand for him to hold “come on, one step at a time”.

he reluctantly takes your hand, and as soon as the water reaches his calves, he jumps a bit “something touched me! babe we have to get out no–” you hold his shoulders “breathe, it’s seaweed. see?” you reach for it in the water and hold it up for him to see. he takes a sigh of relief “phew, you never know… these things, they snuggle everywhere”.

after what felt like an eternity, you managed to get in the lake, the water level reaching just above your bellybutton. 

you turn to him with a smile, still holding his hand “see? wasn’t so bad”. he’s still tense, but definitely less scared than before “yeah… but i’m still not sure this is a good idea”.

you roll your eyes playfully at him “oh come on babe, you’re no fu–”, in that exact moment, a wave of water completely covers you. you rub your eyes and take a deep breath, looking at your boyfriend, who is laughing and holding his belly “ you should have seen your face!”. he quits laughing the moment you push him and make him fall underwater, the moment he gets up, he moves his wet hair from his forehead, “war it is then!”

୨𝑒 keonho ahn 𑙕

“are you really sure you know how to do this?” you ask your boyfriend as he begins to gather the coal for the barbecue “hey! i promised you i’d take care of the meat while you relax! don’t worry about it” he says with a proud grin as he pours the coal in the barbecue.

you thought it would’ve been a good idea to take your boyfriend to this campsite, a breath of fresh air never hurt no one. but now, he seems convinced that he’s the nature man just because he helped a little bird get back in his nest the moment you stepped foot in there, and he hasn’t let you raise a finger ever since. 

you shrug, “alright, i’ll just sit back then”. you relax by the hammock, closing your eyes and enjoying the peace of the nature. from time to time, you sneak a glance at your boyfriend making sure he’s alright and doesn’t need your help, but after a few minutes, sleep takes over you.

you are woken up by a strange smell, you scrunch your nose and groggily open your eyes, only to find your boyfriend trying to turn off the fire that has set by the barbecue. you sit up quickly “babe! i was asleep for a few minutes?!”, you exclaim, quickly rushing up to help him. he’s full on panicking “the meat was taking too long so i added more coal! i didn’t know it would go on fire!”.

“do something babe! or we are going to go on fire!” you say, looking around for something that can stop the small yet scary fire. keonho takes a deep breath “you’re right, what could stop a fire? oh! maybe an extinguisher! …but i don’t think there are many in the middle of the forest… oh! maybe we can put a cover over it! …but what if the fire burns it down?”

he is so deep in thought he doesn’t notice you rushing to grab one of your water bottles and pouring it all over the now carbonated meat.

“...yeah that could work too, thanks babe” he says, rubbing the back of his neck. you take a sigh of relief, then turns to him, ruffling his hair “next time, we can just eat a sandwich”

© SEVONY please do not copy or steal, no need to ask for inspo but if you do make sure to credit me!

[tobiosbbyghorl]

martin..play the beat! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA

[tobiosbbyghorl]

i might start writing for cortis but at the same time i have a lot to do for en- iykyk🥹 HAHHAHAHA but the pressure leads me always to a writers block😮‍💨

but anyways i like cortis! like grrrrrr main bias might be martin and juhoon😁 wreckers are the maknaez teehee hshshhshahahah

their genre is so refreshing to me like BOI WHY DID I NOT STAN THIS ANGELS tho im a casual listener before

turning 22 on the 15th🫰🏻

miss and love you guys 💕❤️💜❤️💕♥️💖💞💚💚i hope i can update soon:)

[demiurqe]

I’M NOT A PARK ANYMORE, I TOOK MY WIFE’S NAME … ❤︎ park sunghoon

PART ONE. TWO ─── bored of your life, you go on tinder and match with a hot guy named park sunghoon, who in his bio, states that he’s “date to marry.” but he offers you a deal: fake a marriage with him to annoy his obnoxious family and he’ll pay you for it.

or you’re in a fake marriage with sunghoon and he takes your last name to piss his relatives off. oh and did i tell you that he’s lowkey obsessed with you? even though he’s just your “fake husband.”

starring husband!sunghoon x wife!reader ₊˚⊹♡ genre smau, romcom, strangers to lovers, fake marriage au, obsessed!hoon, opposite of slowburn 𑣲⋆ warnings use of y/n, profanity, suggestive jokes /•᷅‎‎•᷄\੭

( ℰ🪽 ) —— first enha smau >< hope u guys like it :P likes, comments, & reblogs r appreciated <3 btw i have never used tinder so i js edited shi .. also there's a videocall part that'll take a few seconds to load.. also pls their texts gets funnier, its still pt1!

( 🪽 ) —— TY FOR READING! worked on this baby for a WHILE... finally posting it FAHH. do comment if u wanna be tagged in the next part :P i'll try my best to post the next part asap (as i literally have 3 ongoing smaus rn..)

© mwaeom, all rights reserved. please do not repost, claim as your own, or copy. thanksies ᭝ ᨳଓ

[tobiosbbyghorl]

im crine this is hella funny AAAA ijboling every slide😭😭

[tobiosbbyghorl]

his so goofy i forgot his hot😭😭😭 I MISS HIM SM GOD😭😭😭😭

[enhsun]

𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐄/𝐎! 𖦹ᯓ★ˎˊ˗

⤷ “nini typing…ˎˊ˗

Hey there! It’s nini, and finally i get to talk to u! I’ve actually abandoned this acc for a long time cause i had a really long writing block, but i was still active here. And now I think it’s the right time to actually come back and publish some of my work!

I hope yall will like it, i actually have SO many ideas but barely have followers or readers, so if you visit my acc please follow for more updates of scenarios coming up!

I’m still new here and not used to the typical writing stuff, so if there’s something wrong with my writing skills or my acc please let me know so i can fix it and make your experience in my acc better the next time. ❤︎︎

Let’s meet again soon when i’ll post my first work here, but until then— please follow my blog, like this post, repost and dm me on my ask! Xo, nini ৻ꪆ

© all credits deserve to @enhsun . Do not copy. Do not steal. Do not repost and claim as yours.

♯ let me know if y’all want me to do a tag list ✴︎

[tobiosbbyghorl]

like broo😭😭😭

[tobiosbbyghorl]

hii!! idk if ur familiar or know cortis but i js feel like jisung (from the sunghoon appa series) would look like juhoon from cortis when he eventually grows up 🥹 i js see so much resemblance on juhoon and sunghoon and ur series was the first one that came to mind lol!

this anon sent this long long ago BUT YESSSSSSS HEHHEEHHEHE im into cortis now! AND I SEE THE VISION 🫰🏻

edit: might save juhoon for their third baby!🫶🏻 hehe

[tobiosbbyghorl]

need motivation....

[tobiosbbyghorl]

been into cortis for 2 weeks now hmmm😆 their music has been blasting through out my finals week🤓☝🏻

[tobiosbbyghorl]

the man that you are~ | psh

greenest flag of all🥹

Park Sunghoon was the kind of man mothers trusted instantly.

Not because he tried too hard, but because goodness sat naturally on him — in the way he bowed politely to elders, walked on the outer side of sidewalks, carried your bags without making a big deal out of it, and remembered the little things you casually mentioned weeks ago. He treated everyone kindly, especially women, never crossing lines, never making anyone uncomfortable. Sometimes you joked that he acted like a prince trapped inside the body of a sleepy, goofy man who laughed too hard at his own jokes.

And somehow, despite all that, he was still your best friend.

“Please,” Sunghoon sighed dramatically over the phone one night, “at least date someone with a stable job this time.”

You laughed while fixing your hair in the mirror. “You sound like my father.”

“I’m serious.” His voice softened. “Someone who updates you. Someone with plans for the future. Someone who knows how to treat you right.”

Someone like me, he almost said.

Instead, he swallowed it down.

Sunghoon believed love should never be selfish. If he confessed, he wanted it to be because you genuinely had the space to choose him too — not because he lingered around your life long enough for you to feel guilty saying no. So he kept his feelings tucked carefully behind teasing remarks and acts of service.

“Fine,” you hummed. “I’ll judge him properly tonight.”

A pause.

“Can I stay nearby?”

You blinked. “Nearby?”

“Not like a creep,” he defended quickly, making you laugh again. “Just… in the area. In case something happens. Or if you get uncomfortable. Or if your date sucks.”

“You’re unbelievable.”

“And yet I’m always right.”

Unfortunately for both of you, he was.

Thirty minutes turned into an hour.

Your untouched drink sat cold in front of you as excuses started forming in your head for someone you barely even knew. Maybe traffic. Maybe dead battery. Maybe—

Your phone buzzed.

Sunghoon:

Still alive?

You stared at the message before replying.

You:

Got stood up.

The typing bubble appeared instantly.

Sunghoon:

Stay there. I’m coming.

And somehow, hearing those words hurt less than the embarrassment sitting heavy in your chest.

When he arrived, he didn’t make a scene about it. Didn’t say “I told you so,” even though he easily could’ve. He simply walked up to your table in his black coat, hair slightly messy from the cold wind, and gave you that soft look that always made your heart feel too full.

“Ready to go?” he asked gently.

You nodded, trying to laugh it off. “This is so humiliating.”

“It’s humiliating for him,” Sunghoon corrected immediately. “Imagine standing up someone like you.”

You looked away before he could notice how flustered that made you.

Instead of taking you home immediately, Sunghoon dragged you through the glowing streets of Myeong-dong — your favorite place at night.

“You don’t need to cheer me up this much,” you complained weakly while he handed you a warm fish-shaped pastry.

“Yes, you do.”

The streets buzzed with light and music, stores glowing brightly as crowds passed by. Sunghoon stayed close enough so your shoulders brushed occasionally, naturally shielding you whenever the sidewalks got crowded.

At some point, you noticed the small shopping bag hanging from his wrist.

“What’s that?”

He looked oddly shy suddenly. “Uh… I bought these earlier.”

“For who?”

“For you.”

“Sunghoon.”

“What?” he mumbled defensively. “I saw them and thought you’d like them.”

Inside the bag were little things you once mentioned in passing — your favorite lip tint shade, cute keychains, snacks you liked but could never find easily.

Your chest ached.

Not because of the date.

But because Park Sunghoon remembered everything.

“You deserve someone consistent,” he said quietly as you both stood near the busy street lights. “Someone who makes you feel chosen all the time. Not confused.”

You looked at him then. Really looked at him.

At the boy who waited nearby just to make sure you were safe.

Who memorized your habits.

Who treated your heart carefully even when it wasn’t his to hold.

Who loved you so gently he was willing to stay silent until you were ready.

And for the first time, the thought slipped into your mind so naturally it terrified you.

Maybe the right person had been beside you the entire time.

The realization did not hit you all at once.

It came quietly.

In the way your hand kept brushing against Sunghoon’s sleeve while walking through the crowded streets of Myeong-dong, and instead of pulling away, you found yourself leaning closer.

In the way he noticed immediately when your hands got cold and wordlessly tucked the warm roasted sweet potato he bought into your palms before blowing into his own freezing fingers dramatically.

“Your circulation sucks,” he muttered.

“And you sound eighty years old.”

“At least I care about my health.”

“You literally ate instant ramen at two in the morning yesterday.”

“That was emotional support ramen. Different category.”

You laughed again — easily, naturally — and Sunghoon looked at you for a second too long after hearing it.

That look.

You noticed it more these days.

Maybe it had always been there and you were simply too blind to understand it before.

By the time you both stopped near a quieter side street lined with glowing signs and tiny shops, your embarrassment from earlier had faded completely. Somehow, Sunghoon had erased it without trying too hard.

“You okay now?” he asked softly.

You nodded. “Yeah.”

“Good.”

And yet he still looked worried.

The cold wind pushed your hair across your face, and before you could fix it, Sunghoon reached over instinctively, tucking it behind your ear with such unbearable gentleness that your entire body went still.

His hand paused too. For a second, neither of you moved.

The city noises blurred into the background.

Sunghoon slowly lowered his hand like he suddenly remembered boundaries all over again. “Sorry,” he murmured quickly. “I should’ve asked.”

The apology hit you harder than the touch itself.

Because even now — even with feelings hidden carefully behind his ribs — he still chose respect first.

Something inside your chest softened dangerously.

“It’s okay,” you whispered.

His eyes flickered toward yours.

And for the first time in years of knowing Park Sunghoon, the air between you felt unfamiliar.

Not uncomfortable.

Just… heavier.

Like both of you finally became aware of something that had been growing quietly underneath years of friendship.

You cleared your throat first, trying to survive the tension. “You know, you’d make a really good boyfriend.”

Sunghoon froze beside you.

The tips of his ears turned pink almost immediately. “That’s a scary thing to say to a man in love with you.”

Your breath caught.

He looked horrified right after saying it.

Like the words slipped out before he could stop them.

“I—” He rubbed the back of his neck, laughing nervously. “Okay. Great. Awesome. There goes my self-control.”

Your heart pounded so loudly you barely heard the passing traffic anymore.

“You’re in love with me?”

Sunghoon looked away for a moment before meeting your eyes again honestly.

“Yeah,” he admitted quietly. “Have been for a while.”

The confession wasn’t dramatic.

No grand speech. No pressure. No expectation. Just honesty.

Raw and gentle and terrifyingly sincere.

“I didn’t tell you because…” He exhaled shakily. “You’re my best friend. And I didn’t want you to feel cornered into returning something just because I’ve always been around.”

God. How could someone love this carefully?

You stared at him for a long moment before laughing softly in disbelief.

“What?”

“You’re actually insane.”

Sunghoon blinked. “That’s not usually the response people hope for after confessing.”

“No, I mean—” You stepped closer unconsciously. “You waited all this time because you wanted me to choose freely?”

“Of course.” He frowned slightly like the answer was obvious. “That matters.”

Your chest tightened painfully.

Because suddenly every little thing made sense.

The impossible standards he kept setting for the people you dated.

The way no one ever seemed good enough.

The way he stayed every single time.Not because he was waiting for you to fail but because he wanted to be there if someone hurt you.

And maybe the cruelest part was realizing no one had ever treated you with the same consistency he did.

“I think,” you said slowly, voice quieter now, “you might’ve ruined men for me.”

Sunghoon laughed softly at that, relief mixing into his expression.

“Sorry about that.” You shook your head.

“No,” you whispered, looking at him properly this time. “Don't be.”

The silence that followed felt intimate.

Warm. Dangerously close.

Then Sunghoon spoke carefully, like handling something fragile.

“You don’t have to answer me tonight.”

You stared at him. Of course he’d say that too.

“I know,” you said softly.

And before fear could stop you, you reached for his hand first.

Sunghoon went completely still when your fingers slipped between his. Not shock—just careful.

Like he was making sure this was truly happening.

You squeezed gently.

“I just…” Your cheeks warmed. “I think I want to try choosing you too.”

The look on his face after that was devastatingly tender.

Not victorious. Not smug. Just quietly happy in a way that made your heart melt completely.

Sunghoon lifted your intertwined hands slightly, brushing his thumb against your knuckles.

“Can I take you on a real date then?” he asked softly.

Butterflies erupted violently in your stomach.

And somehow, standing beneath the glowing Seoul night beside your best friend, everything finally felt like it was falling into the right place.

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