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LEE HEESEUNG
heeseung was getting impatient at this point. he had told you to get ready for his work dinner 10 minutes ago, and you were still in your closet. he cringes, looking over at the texts his boss sent him.. he could absolutely not afford to be late. “Ok honey—I’m ready!” you said hurriedly, trying to not make him too angry. “God, finally—” he huffs, fixing his tie in frustration as he pulled his eyes away from his phone and looked up at you.
the moment he looked at you, his breath hitched. heeseung raised his eyebrows, jaw softening as he took in your figure in that light blue, maxi, figure—hugging dress.. you smiled, tilting your head. “I’m sorry for being.. a little late.” you whispered, stepping closer to him and rubbing your hands on his shoulders. his heartbeat could be heard, as he shook his head and pouted, pressing his forehead against yours and looking down at your lips.
“No, not at all, darling.. we still having 5 minutes..” he whispered, pressing your body into his and muffling your giggles as he gently crushed his lips against yours, wasting another 10 minutes.
PARK JONGSEONG
“We’re so glad you’ve come, Jay!” Your mother sighed, holding onto her clutch and shawl. Jay nodded and smiled, adjusting his suit tie nervously under the glare of your father leaning on the couch. “It’s my pleasure to come to your family dinner..” he said with a soft nervous chuckle. he didn’t even know how he got here. one minute, his annoying girl next door came knocking on his door, asking him to be her date for a family dinner. and the next minute, he was in the middle of you living room in a suit and tie, while everyone was waiting for you to come downstairs.
“Kay—I’m coming down!” you cooed, walking out of your room. your parents sighed in relief, as they started to leave the living room, following your annoyed little brother playing on his ipad. but Jay just.. couldn’t take his eyes off of you, in just a simple lilac maxi dress as you struggled in those heels, waddling over to him. he didn’t know his whiny neighbor could be this.. charming. “Like my dress?” you hummed, flowing the skirt lightly and wrapping your other hand around his arm.
he looked down at your figure, before gulping and shrugging, elevating his eyes to yours again. “I don’t like purple.” he mutters, his shaky voice and wandering eyes betraying his snarky words, making you raise an eyebrow. yet you had no room to argue, because of Jay’s tug to leave the house. “Oh-!”
SIM JAEYUN
“Look here!” “Jake!” “Pose for us!” the paparazzi exclaimed while flashing lights, snapping photos at every second. Jake looked down, following his guards and snapping a few poses at times. who even was this jake guy? you wondered. you were just a bit annoyed at how on your first day of this job, you were already being shoved against sweaty bodies of photographers trying to snap a photo of him.
when you finally escaped the giant crowd, you propped up your camera, finally able to catch a sight of this alleged mega—celebrity. but just as you were about to snap a photo, you finally understood all of the mass paparazzi following him.. he was just gorgeous. wearing a black long sleeve, hair styled away from his face, almost as if he was a disney prince. and like it was a string of fate connecting himself to the clueless photographer, his eyes caught yours — and life seemed to be going in slow motion for a second.
his eyes froze, smile dropping for a second as he blinked. amidst all the flashes and fans, he could only focus on the paparazza a few feet away from him, who seemed awestruck in her own spot. the way your scarf was about to fall, the wind from the open airport doors blowing your hair away, how your eyes seemed to look so lost in his. he felt like he was being pulled in.. “Jake—shi!” his bodyguard spoke, as he was pushed by the large crowds, losing his eye contact with the pretty photographer. you gasped at the interaction, feeling your heart race at the 2 seconds of contact.. who was this guy?
PARK SUNGHOON
sunghoon knew what he was doing when he came to this party. he knew he couldn’t survive here sober, he was always the life of the party — dancing, drinking, yelling, turning a college party to something more than just a rave, more of a moment, the moment. meanwhile, you were still navigating the social life of this college as a fresh transfer student. you followed your friend closely, trying not to get lost in the club—like area..
“Sunghoon, get off!” his friend yelled with a grin, as hoon laughed loudly, drunk off the radar as he lazily climbed down the table. but the mention of the name sent your heart into shock, as you froze in your spot. you looked at where the familiar name was yelled, where you heard the same laugh. and sure enough, park sunghoon was there. your ex from freshman year of high school, your first boyfriend. “Y/n, follow me!” your friend called out, and like your name was the only thing he heard as well, his head shot towards the call.
suddenly the blinding lights didn’t matter, the blasting music went silent. he didn’t expect his ex, from his first painful, young, messy, misunderstood break up years ago, to be here, out of all places. the second—long eye contact made shared all the adolescent memories, as his eyes leered over how much more.. grown.. you had become. but you were dragged away by your friend, making his eyes chase you again. and this time, he didn’t hesitate to run after you.
KIM SUNOO
the sun was beaming on the streets of the parisians. but your sun was beaming right in front of you, grinning as he chowed down the ice cream you treated him. you chuckled at how cute he looked, keeping your hands interlocked on the cafe table, while tasting your own ice cream cone. you found yourself playing with the shiny rings on your and his ring fingers, the new accessory adorning your relationship since last month.
you didn’t expect to elope. you always wanted a fancy, big wedding. and a part of you had doubts but right now? with your now husband — struggling to keep his ice cream from melting and dripping, yet still trying to keep your hands interlocked, in the sunny streets of Paris on your honeymoon — it all seemed just right with him. a chuckle escaped your lips at how cute he looked, pushing your ice cream away and pulled him closer by his shirt collar.
“You clumsy..” the words lazily left your mouth. “Mph-” Sunoo’s voice muffled against your lip.. as your own reached to the sides of his chin where mint chocolate was dripping. you giggled at how fast he heated up, his ears immediately turning red. it was safe to say right now was the moment you both found yourself falling in love all over again — but for you, it was appreciating your sun—kissed husband in your Paris honeymoon, and for him it was in a cheeky little kiss.
YANG JUNGWON
going to prom with jungwon wasn’t on your bingo card. but after your boyfriend of a year had broken up with you the night before, leaving you crying in your prom dress like the cliches, jungwon stepped up immediately. “Don’t cry over a scum like that..” he whispered as you sobbed into his neck on the night of the break up, while you were huddled up next to him on your bed. jungwon didn’t think a guy like your ex deserved you at all. no one did.
they never treated you right, you always ended up in his arms at the end of the day, sobbing about how no one was right for you. he struggled everytime to not pull you closer, kiss you senseless and lift you off your feet, showing you that the right guy was just in front of you. so even if he was ‘friend’ date for prom, he was going to make this night your best.
jungwon leaned against the stairs handle, still waiting for you to finally get down. but when he heard the footsteps down the stairs, his head shot up. and the sight did not disappoint him at all.. as you walked down the stairs in a light pink, mermaid dress. you smiled down at him, standing in front of him. his heart started to race again, not only seeing his best friend from freshman year, but his crush — his grown, beautiful, mature crush.
“Like my dress?” you cooed softly, as you did a little spin, turning around and showing your dress. while Jungwon stood — lips slightly parted, eyes blank as he gazed over your figure. he shook his head, blinking as he got back to his senses. he gently wrapped his arm around your waist, other hand still holding your purse, while nuzzling into your neck to hide his raging blush. “M-mhm..”
NISHIMURA RIKI
he was a punk, she did ballet. you were simple — girly, put-together, graceful, smiley. riki was complex — gruff, punkish, tatted, pierced. he worked at hot topic, you couldn’t even enter the store without a shudder. despite your polished image, you, along with your ballerina friends, were a cold hater of the punk rockers, the skater boys, the ‘scary’ and ‘intimidating’ guys who wore band shirts and had dyed, spiky hair.
as you left practise with a hot latte in your hands, your friend scoffed as she leered at the skaters across your ballet school. you looked up, noticing her annoyance, as you noticed what she was glaring at. you let out a chuckle and shook your head. “What airheads.. look at those chains and saggy pants and.. weird hair.” she huffs, shaking her head at their odd fashion. you almost followed her, but paused when you heard something hit on the gravel below. “Dropped something, princess?” Riki says, his large fingers holding the keychain of your mini ballet flat accessory.
you turned around and widened your eyes.. his silvery blonde hair, hand shoved into his pocket, bending down slightly to reach your height and tilting his head with a pout, as if he was mocking you. his deep voice matched his scary-looking clothes, band shirts, baggy jeans, a chrome hearts beanie, you’d be too scared wear. he was scary.. too scary. so scary, you just wanted to stare into his sharp eyes and learn more about him.
but you cleared your throat, eyes glaring up at him as you snatched the keychain from his hand, not saying a word as you walked away from the ‘scary’ boy. niki scoffed, annoyance filling his body at the snobbish girl. but the moment you tripped slightly on the sidewalk, he remembered how pink and flustered you got when you were staring at him, and suddenly he felt a bit more cocky. a bit more interested..
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LEE HEESEUNG
heeseung was getting impatient at this point. he had told you to get ready for his work dinner 10 minutes ago, and you were still in your closet. he cringes, looking over at the texts his boss sent him.. he could absolutely not afford to be late. “Ok honey—I’m ready!” you said hurriedly, trying to not make him too angry. “God, finally—” he huffs, fixing his tie in frustration as he pulled his eyes away from his phone and looked up at you.
the moment he looked at you, his breath hitched. heeseung raised his eyebrows, jaw softening as he took in your figure in that light blue, maxi, figure—hugging dress.. you smiled, tilting your head. “I’m sorry for being.. a little late.” you whispered, stepping closer to him and rubbing your hands on his shoulders. his heartbeat could be heard, as he shook his head and pouted, pressing his forehead against yours and looking down at your lips.
“No, not at all, darling.. we still having 5 minutes..” he whispered, pressing your body into his and muffling your giggles as he gently crushed his lips against yours, wasting another 10 minutes.
PARK JONGSEONG
“We’re so glad you’ve come, Jay!” Your mother sighed, holding onto her clutch and shawl. Jay nodded and smiled, adjusting his suit tie nervously under the glare of your father leaning on the couch. “It’s my pleasure to come to your family dinner..” he said with a soft nervous chuckle. he didn’t even know how he got here. one minute, his annoying girl next door came knocking on his door, asking him to be her date for a family dinner. and the next minute, he was in the middle of you living room in a suit and tie, while everyone was waiting for you to come downstairs.
“Kay—I’m coming down!” you cooed, walking out of your room. your parents sighed in relief, as they started to leave the living room, following your annoyed little brother playing on his ipad. but Jay just.. couldn’t take his eyes off of you, in just a simple lilac maxi dress as you struggled in those heels, waddling over to him. he didn’t know his whiny neighbor could be this.. charming. “Like my dress?” you hummed, flowing the skirt lightly and wrapping your other hand around his arm.
he looked down at your figure, before gulping and shrugging, elevating his eyes to yours again. “I don’t like purple.” he mutters, his shaky voice and wandering eyes betraying his snarky words, making you raise an eyebrow. yet you had no room to argue, because of Jay’s tug to leave the house. “Oh-!”
SIM JAEYUN
“Look here!” “Jake!” “Pose for us!” the paparazzi exclaimed while flashing lights, snapping photos at every second. Jake looked down, following his guards and snapping a few poses at times. who even was this jake guy? you wondered. you were just a bit annoyed at how on your first day of this job, you were already being shoved against sweaty bodies of photographers trying to snap a photo of him.
when you finally escaped the giant crowd, you propped up your camera, finally able to catch a sight of this alleged mega—celebrity. but just as you were about to snap a photo, you finally understood all of the mass paparazzi following him.. he was just gorgeous. wearing a black long sleeve, hair styled away from his face, almost as if he was a disney prince. and like it was a string of fate connecting himself to the clueless photographer, his eyes caught yours — and life seemed to be going in slow motion for a second.
his eyes froze, smile dropping for a second as he blinked. amidst all the flashes and fans, he could only focus on the paparazza a few feet away from him, who seemed awestruck in her own spot. the way your scarf was about to fall, the wind from the open airport doors blowing your hair away, how your eyes seemed to look so lost in his. he felt like he was being pulled in.. “Jake—shi!” his bodyguard spoke, as he was pushed by the large crowds, losing his eye contact with the pretty photographer. you gasped at the interaction, feeling your heart race at the 2 seconds of contact.. who was this guy?
PARK SUNGHOON
sunghoon knew what he was doing when he came to this party. he knew he couldn’t survive here sober, he was always the life of the party — dancing, drinking, yelling, turning a college party to something more than just a rave, more of a moment, the moment. meanwhile, you were still navigating the social life of this college as a fresh transfer student. you followed your friend closely, trying not to get lost in the club—like area..
“Sunghoon, get off!” his friend yelled with a grin, as hoon laughed loudly, drunk off the radar as he lazily climbed down the table. but the mention of the name sent your heart into shock, as you froze in your spot. you looked at where the familiar name was yelled, where you heard the same laugh. and sure enough, park sunghoon was there. your ex from freshman year of high school, your first boyfriend. “Y/n, follow me!” your friend called out, and like your name was the only thing he heard as well, his head shot towards the call.
suddenly the blinding lights didn’t matter, the blasting music went silent. he didn’t expect his ex, from his first painful, young, messy, misunderstood break up years ago, to be here, out of all places. the second—long eye contact made shared all the adolescent memories, as his eyes leered over how much more.. grown.. you had become. but you were dragged away by your friend, making his eyes chase you again. and this time, he didn’t hesitate to run after you.
KIM SUNOO
the sun was beaming on the streets of the parisians. but your sun was beaming right in front of you, grinning as he chowed down the ice cream you treated him. you chuckled at how cute he looked, keeping your hands interlocked on the cafe table, while tasting your own ice cream cone. you found yourself playing with the shiny rings on your and his ring fingers, the new accessory adorning your relationship since last month.
you didn’t expect to elope. you always wanted a fancy, big wedding. and a part of you had doubts but right now? with your now husband — struggling to keep his ice cream from melting and dripping, yet still trying to keep your hands interlocked, in the sunny streets of Paris on your honeymoon — it all seemed just right with him. a chuckle escaped your lips at how cute he looked, pushing your ice cream away and pulled him closer by his shirt collar.
“You clumsy..” the words lazily left your mouth. “Mph-” Sunoo’s voice muffled against your lip.. as your own reached to the sides of his chin where mint chocolate was dripping. you giggled at how fast he heated up, his ears immediately turning red. it was safe to say right now was the moment you both found yourself falling in love all over again — but for you, it was appreciating your sun—kissed husband in your Paris honeymoon, and for him it was in a cheeky little kiss.
YANG JUNGWON
going to prom with jungwon wasn’t on your bingo card. but after your boyfriend of a year had broken up with you the night before, leaving you crying in your prom dress like the cliches, jungwon stepped up immediately. “Don’t cry over a scum like that..” he whispered as you sobbed into his neck on the night of the break up, while you were huddled up next to him on your bed. jungwon didn’t think a guy like your ex deserved you at all. no one did.
they never treated you right, you always ended up in his arms at the end of the day, sobbing about how no one was right for you. he struggled everytime to not pull you closer, kiss you senseless and lift you off your feet, showing you that the right guy was just in front of you. so even if he was ‘friend’ date for prom, he was going to make this night your best.
jungwon leaned against the stairs handle, still waiting for you to finally get down. but when he heard the footsteps down the stairs, his head shot up. and the sight did not disappoint him at all.. as you walked down the stairs in a light pink, mermaid dress. you smiled down at him, standing in front of him. his heart started to race again, not only seeing his best friend from freshman year, but his crush — his grown, beautiful, mature crush.
“Like my dress?” you cooed softly, as you did a little spin, turning around and showing your dress. while Jungwon stood — lips slightly parted, eyes blank as he gazed over your figure. he shook his head, blinking as he got back to his senses. he gently wrapped his arm around your waist, other hand still holding your purse, while nuzzling into your neck to hide his raging blush. “M-mhm..”
NISHIMURA RIKI
he was a punk, she did ballet. you were simple — girly, put-together, graceful, smiley. riki was complex — gruff, punkish, tatted, pierced. he worked at hot topic, you couldn’t even enter the store without a shudder. despite your polished image, you, along with your ballerina friends, were a cold hater of the punk rockers, the skater boys, the ‘scary’ and ‘intimidating’ guys who wore band shirts and had dyed, spiky hair.
as you left practise with a hot latte in your hands, your friend scoffed as she leered at the skaters across your ballet school. you looked up, noticing her annoyance, as you noticed what she was glaring at. you let out a chuckle and shook your head. “What airheads.. look at those chains and saggy pants and.. weird hair.” she huffs, shaking her head at their odd fashion. you almost followed her, but paused when you heard something hit on the gravel below. “Dropped something, princess?” Riki says, his large fingers holding the keychain of your mini ballet flat accessory.
you turned around and widened your eyes.. his silvery blonde hair, hand shoved into his pocket, bending down slightly to reach your height and tilting his head with a pout, as if he was mocking you. his deep voice matched his scary-looking clothes, band shirts, baggy jeans, a chrome hearts beanie, you’d be too scared wear. he was scary.. too scary. so scary, you just wanted to stare into his sharp eyes and learn more about him.
but you cleared your throat, eyes glaring up at him as you snatched the keychain from his hand, not saying a word as you walked away from the ‘scary’ boy. niki scoffed, annoyance filling his body at the snobbish girl. but the moment you tripped slightly on the sidewalk, he remembered how pink and flustered you got when you were staring at him, and suddenly he felt a bit more cocky. a bit more interested..
“It was just a bet.” the words left his lips too loosely. as if he hadn’t just broken your heart, or spent the last two months making you feel like the only girl in the world, holding you like his life depended on it. “what.. do you mean by that?” you whispered, still in disbelief. what hurt more was that he knew you were vulnerable, you had no one to run to, that you were always scared of his friends mocking you.
and the way he rolled his eyes and sighed, it was nothing like the sweet golden boy you thought you had dated. “I mean that i never felt anything for you. it was just a cash-grab..” he murmured, like he didn’t even care. your eyes widened, feeling a sharp pain through your chest when you saw his female ‘friend’ suddenly cling onto his arm and giggle, looking at you with a snark gaze. like she knew, he knew, everyone did. behind your back. the moment he was out of sight left, he shook off the girls figure against his side and huffed begrudgingly, running his hands through his hair in frustration.
the money in his hand looked like a deal with the devil he had already taken, wondering if what he had just done was worth it.. he got his answer the next day. heeseung knew he was wrong when he saw your empty seat in class, when he saw your red eyes later that week, how you avoided him and his friends, becoming a loner again.. all he wanted was to bundle you up in his arms, kiss your forehead and tell you it was all a lie, a pathetic joke. but his pride got in the way, and alas, you’d never know how much he cared.
PARK JONGSEONG | MARRIAGE
his penthouse was one less person lonely after the arranged marriage, but it still felt excruciatingly empty. Jay’s bed was cold, the house was dark, and he barely wore the ring on his finger. but there were differences — his bed was always made, his suits were always ready, his lunches had little notes on them. and there would be the same stranger at the dinner table, waiting for him to come back home.
it happened again, the same routine every night. your smile lit up the dim room, as you placed down the last plate on the dinner table. “You’re back early.” you chirped, while Jonseong took off his coat and glasses, pinching the top of his nose. he didn’t even say anything, just loosened his tie and sat down. despite feeling ignored, you put on an awkward smile and started to dig in, occasionally glancing at him to see if he liked it.
he didn’t say a word, when he got up from the table, entered your bedroom, got out of the shower — silence. you rested in bed, going on your phone for a bit before falling asleep. but in minutes, Jay was completely out, exhausted from work. you didn’t even notice till you felt an arm hooked around your waist, and his gentle mumble, “Thank you..”. it was enough to have you turning red, a shy smile creeping up on your lips as you turned around and gently cuddled him back to sleep. ( and him completely forgetting any events of that night )
SIM JAEYUN | BEST FRIENDS BROTHER
jake tried. so damn hard. he ignored your presence when you came over. he never came downstairs when you and his sister were in the living room. even when you tried to talk to him, he left one-word answers, or sometimes just shrugged. and it sucked for you, because you wanted to actually interact with your .. kind—of crush. but your feelings had been too obvious to jake, and it was dangerous — because his had always been growing.
especially since as you all grew up, he became more distant, you became more active, and his little sister became more absent. her part—time often called her to take emergency leaves from hangouts. when he heard the door close, he thought you were finally gone, so he left his room after what felt like ages. but he was so wrong, because there you were, sitting on his couch, in his house, wearing his hoodie — the one he accidentally left on the couch arm earlier.
the sight of him caught your attention, and your eyes lit up. but you couldn’t act too excited. “hi..” you let out, just as his heart started to thump like crazy. jake knew this was wrong, thinking of you like this, wanting to hear your voice. “Hey.. is that my hoodie?” he said back. you looked down, raising your eyebrows as you heated up in embarrassment. “Oh.. I guess so.. i saw it on the table and thought it was your sisters-” he couldn’t take it. “It’s fine, keep it.” he hurriedly muttered out, leaving the kitchen empty handed. he had to leave before he did something stupid. but all he left was a pouting, confused you on the couch.
PARK SUNGHOON | BULLY
“can’t even look at me?” sunghoon whispered, hand against the wall behind, caging you. you gulped, as he chuckled at your vulnerability, holding up the pack of cigarettes you had gotten for him. “these are the wrong fucking ones, doll. I told you that.. can’t you ever do anything right?” hoon coos again, a sickeningly sweet tone laced in his mocking words.
you would held onto your bag straps shakily, your breath would quicken, your heart would race every time you saw him. and not because his eyes sparkled in delight, or if his teeth would reveal a charming little smile. but because there would be an evil glint in his pupils and those smiles were hidden sick grins. only causing fear to bubble in your stomach..
“stop.. please.” you whispered, cornered by a guy from another class. “Awh, rejecting me so fast? just one date, c’mon..” he smirked, leaning closer to you, trapping you against the wall. you closed your eyes out of fear — “Hey..” a voice, all too familiar, suddenly came out of the hallway. “Leave her alone..” sunghoon spoke, walking up to you both, towering over the guy’s figure. you didn’t know whether to feel shocked or utterly terrified, as sunghoon slung his arm around your shoulder, walking away from the other guy.
“Don’t let them hurt you. that’s my job.”
KIM SUNOO | SERVANT
an exhausted sigh left your lips, as you swept the never-ending dust on the castle walls. maybe cleaning the royal walls would’ve been a more relaxing chore if the other maids weren’t constantly watching you from the side or shit—talking about you. but the sudden silence from all the usual teasing and mocking confused you. did they finally decide to quit it?
you had never really noticed the prince, being that you never saw him around — the palace walls went on for days. but on the rare occasion you did see prince sunoo, he always seemed quiet and introverted, and all the other maids seemed to have always tiptoed carefully around him. unbeknownst to you, the prince had noticed you far more times than you had realised.
he would shut his arrogant lips when you were around, he would sometimes even leave messes near his sleeping quarters just for you to clean up, watching from afar as he sipped on a drink worth more than your whole savings. but when the two gossiping servants near you had suddenly stopped giggling and ran away, you were left puzzled again.. and you were answered when your eyes were met with the royal behind you. “Your highness..” you whispered, starstruck while bowing immediately to him. “Work in my quarters from now on..” that was his order, quiet, yet not as cold as you thought.
it was protective, but hushed. like he knew he shouldn’t be telling you that, showing how much he cared.
YANG JUNGWON | RIVAL
for months, jungwon had been your biggest rival in any sort of grade. anything became a competition, even if you both weren’t supposed to be competing against each other. “Hah! 95!” you exclaimed, waving your paper around before showing him your mark. Jungwon rolled her eyes, acting sulky and disappointed before smirking lightly, placing his exam sheet down, with the marks ‘97’, as he watched the colour drain out of your face. it wasn’t even like you wanted to be in competition, it sort of just happened.
and there were times when you didn’t feel like competing at all, like now. you both were trying to grab the last spots of the decathlon lineup, and it’d mean the world if you could actually be apart of your first academic decathlon.. but the team doesn’t care about your dreams — they only care about the GPA.. and the boy you constantly bickered with about the last spot, Yang Jungwon, took the spot right under your nose. and with that stupid smirk on his face again, he left the auditorium with a high head, and a relaxed stride.
he one-upped you again, he could mock you on a deeper level. but jungwon definitely didn’t expect you to be against a locker, crying because of it.. the grin on his face fell. you wanted to stop crying, but the embarrassment and heartbreak was overwhelming.. “what? you gonna tease me now? mock me again?” jungwon stood in front of you, looking at your teary eyes, as his breath began to tremble. he didn’t think you’d be this vulnerable about it, knees tucked, as you tried to look down and cover your sobs. something about you made his heart shake. you paused suddenly when you felt the touch of his thumb wiping your tears away. “Don’t cry. I was supposed to make fun of you..”
NISHIMURA RIKI | CRUSH
your friends all knew about your raging crush on him. although they couldn’t understand why, since he barely talked to you, and always seemed dry and hostile towards anyone, they revelled in teasing you about it. lunch times when they’d make little jokes, try to seat you to together in class, using flirty and playful glances with you and riki, even if he never even interacted with you, despite being in the same friend group.
it wasn’t like he hated you, he was a hard shell to crack. he never got close to the other girls in the group. in fact, his own friends noticed him acting a weirdly around you. he didn’t look comfortable, he looked like he was trying something new. suddenly, you were the first person he’d ask for stationary, the one he sat next to in the cafeteria table, he’d ask what you’d eat before buying lunch, he’d draw little doodles on your homework just so you’d get mad at him and bicker.
but it was hard for you to notice his little tries. they were too subtle. it often frustrated you, you kept trying to talk to him, but he seemed to uninterested (shy). and it didn’t take him long to notice, he was an observer. “You said you liked chocolate milk.” he muttered, shrugging as if it was the most obvious thing to buy you your favourite drink. ‘lmfaoo don’t do the hw~ I can’t be in trouble alone’ he’d text, letting the conversation continue on till midnight. “it’s fine, just get on my back. you’re not that heavy..” he chuckled again, when you had gotten a little too tired on a late night.
your cold crush was warming up. just slowly, and subtly.
“It was just a bet.” the words left his lips too loosely. as if he hadn’t just broken your heart, or spent the last two months making you feel like the only girl in the world, holding you like his life depended on it. “what.. do you mean by that?” you whispered, still in disbelief. what hurt more was that he knew you were vulnerable, you had no one to run to, that you were always scared of his friends mocking you.
and the way he rolled his eyes and sighed, it was nothing like the sweet golden boy you thought you had dated. “I mean that i never felt anything for you. it was just a cash-grab..” he murmured, like he didn’t even care. your eyes widened, feeling a sharp pain through your chest when you saw his female ‘friend’ suddenly cling onto his arm and giggle, looking at you with a snark gaze. like she knew, he knew, everyone did. behind your back. the moment he was out of sight left, he shook off the girls figure against his side and huffed begrudgingly, running his hands through his hair in frustration.
the money in his hand looked like a deal with the devil he had already taken, wondering if what he had just done was worth it.. he got his answer the next day. heeseung knew he was wrong when he saw your empty seat in class, when he saw your red eyes later that week, how you avoided him and his friends, becoming a loner again.. all he wanted was to bundle you up in his arms, kiss your forehead and tell you it was all a lie, a pathetic joke. but his pride got in the way, and alas, you’d never know how much he cared.
PARK JONGSEONG | MARRIAGE
his penthouse was one less person lonely after the arranged marriage, but it still felt excruciatingly empty. Jay’s bed was cold, the house was dark, and he barely wore the ring on his finger. but there were differences — his bed was always made, his suits were always ready, his lunches had little notes on them. and there would be the same stranger at the dinner table, waiting for him to come back home.
it happened again, the same routine every night. your smile lit up the dim room, as you placed down the last plate on the dinner table. “You’re back early.” you chirped, while Jonseong took off his coat and glasses, pinching the top of his nose. he didn’t even say anything, just loosened his tie and sat down. despite feeling ignored, you put on an awkward smile and started to dig in, occasionally glancing at him to see if he liked it.
he didn’t say a word, when he got up from the table, entered your bedroom, got out of the shower — silence. you rested in bed, going on your phone for a bit before falling asleep. but in minutes, Jay was completely out, exhausted from work. you didn’t even notice till you felt an arm hooked around your waist, and his gentle mumble, “Thank you..”. it was enough to have you turning red, a shy smile creeping up on your lips as you turned around and gently cuddled him back to sleep. ( and him completely forgetting any events of that night )
SIM JAEYUN | BEST FRIENDS BROTHER
jake tried. so damn hard. he ignored your presence when you came over. he never came downstairs when you and his sister were in the living room. even when you tried to talk to him, he left one-word answers, or sometimes just shrugged. and it sucked for you, because you wanted to actually interact with your .. kind—of crush. but your feelings had been too obvious to jake, and it was dangerous — because his had always been growing.
especially since as you all grew up, he became more distant, you became more active, and his little sister became more absent. her part—time often called her to take emergency leaves from hangouts. when he heard the door close, he thought you were finally gone, so he left his room after what felt like ages. but he was so wrong, because there you were, sitting on his couch, in his house, wearing his hoodie — the one he accidentally left on the couch arm earlier.
the sight of him caught your attention, and your eyes lit up. but you couldn’t act too excited. “hi..” you let out, just as his heart started to thump like crazy. jake knew this was wrong, thinking of you like this, wanting to hear your voice. “Hey.. is that my hoodie?” he said back. you looked down, raising your eyebrows as you heated up in embarrassment. “Oh.. I guess so.. i saw it on the table and thought it was your sisters-” he couldn’t take it. “It’s fine, keep it.” he hurriedly muttered out, leaving the kitchen empty handed. he had to leave before he did something stupid. but all he left was a pouting, confused you on the couch.
PARK SUNGHOON | BULLY
“can’t even look at me?” sunghoon whispered, hand against the wall behind, caging you. you gulped, as he chuckled at your vulnerability, holding up the pack of cigarettes you had gotten for him. “these are the wrong fucking ones, doll. I told you that.. can’t you ever do anything right?” hoon coos again, a sickeningly sweet tone laced in his mocking words.
you would held onto your bag straps shakily, your breath would quicken, your heart would race every time you saw him. and not because his eyes sparkled in delight, or if his teeth would reveal a charming little smile. but because there would be an evil glint in his pupils and those smiles were hidden sick grins. only causing fear to bubble in your stomach..
“stop.. please.” you whispered, cornered by a guy from another class. “Awh, rejecting me so fast? just one date, c’mon..” he smirked, leaning closer to you, trapping you against the wall. you closed your eyes out of fear — “Hey..” a voice, all too familiar, suddenly came out of the hallway. “Leave her alone..” sunghoon spoke, walking up to you both, towering over the guy’s figure. you didn’t know whether to feel shocked or utterly terrified, as sunghoon slung his arm around your shoulder, walking away from the other guy.
“Don’t let them hurt you. that’s my job.”
KIM SUNOO | SERVANT
an exhausted sigh left your lips, as you swept the never-ending dust on the castle walls. maybe cleaning the royal walls would’ve been a more relaxing chore if the other maids weren’t constantly watching you from the side or shit—talking about you. but the sudden silence from all the usual teasing and mocking confused you. did they finally decide to quit it?
you had never really noticed the prince, being that you never saw him around — the palace walls went on for days. but on the rare occasion you did see prince sunoo, he always seemed quiet and introverted, and all the other maids seemed to have always tiptoed carefully around him. unbeknownst to you, the prince had noticed you far more times than you had realised.
he would shut his arrogant lips when you were around, he would sometimes even leave messes near his sleeping quarters just for you to clean up, watching from afar as he sipped on a drink worth more than your whole savings. but when the two gossiping servants near you had suddenly stopped giggling and ran away, you were left puzzled again.. and you were answered when your eyes were met with the royal behind you. “Your highness..” you whispered, starstruck while bowing immediately to him. “Work in my quarters from now on..” that was his order, quiet, yet not as cold as you thought.
it was protective, but hushed. like he knew he shouldn’t be telling you that, showing how much he cared.
YANG JUNGWON | RIVAL
for months, jungwon had been your biggest rival in any sort of grade. anything became a competition, even if you both weren’t supposed to be competing against each other. “Hah! 95!” you exclaimed, waving your paper around before showing him your mark. Jungwon rolled her eyes, acting sulky and disappointed before smirking lightly, placing his exam sheet down, with the marks ‘97’, as he watched the colour drain out of your face. it wasn’t even like you wanted to be in competition, it sort of just happened.
and there were times when you didn’t feel like competing at all, like now. you both were trying to grab the last spots of the decathlon lineup, and it’d mean the world if you could actually be apart of your first academic decathlon.. but the team doesn’t care about your dreams — they only care about the GPA.. and the boy you constantly bickered with about the last spot, Yang Jungwon, took the spot right under your nose. and with that stupid smirk on his face again, he left the auditorium with a high head, and a relaxed stride.
he one-upped you again, he could mock you on a deeper level. but jungwon definitely didn’t expect you to be against a locker, crying because of it.. the grin on his face fell. you wanted to stop crying, but the embarrassment and heartbreak was overwhelming.. “what? you gonna tease me now? mock me again?” jungwon stood in front of you, looking at your teary eyes, as his breath began to tremble. he didn’t think you’d be this vulnerable about it, knees tucked, as you tried to look down and cover your sobs. something about you made his heart shake. you paused suddenly when you felt the touch of his thumb wiping your tears away. “Don’t cry. I was supposed to make fun of you..”
NISHIMURA RIKI | CRUSH
your friends all knew about your raging crush on him. although they couldn’t understand why, since he barely talked to you, and always seemed dry and hostile towards anyone, they revelled in teasing you about it. lunch times when they’d make little jokes, try to seat you to together in class, using flirty and playful glances with you and riki, even if he never even interacted with you, despite being in the same friend group.
it wasn’t like he hated you, he was a hard shell to crack. he never got close to the other girls in the group. in fact, his own friends noticed him acting a weirdly around you. he didn’t look comfortable, he looked like he was trying something new. suddenly, you were the first person he’d ask for stationary, the one he sat next to in the cafeteria table, he’d ask what you’d eat before buying lunch, he’d draw little doodles on your homework just so you’d get mad at him and bicker.
but it was hard for you to notice his little tries. they were too subtle. it often frustrated you, you kept trying to talk to him, but he seemed to uninterested (shy). and it didn’t take him long to notice, he was an observer. “You said you liked chocolate milk.” he muttered, shrugging as if it was the most obvious thing to buy you your favourite drink. ‘lmfaoo don’t do the hw~ I can’t be in trouble alone’ he’d text, letting the conversation continue on till midnight. “it’s fine, just get on my back. you’re not that heavy..” he chuckled again, when you had gotten a little too tired on a late night.
your cold crush was warming up. just slowly, and subtly.
“It was just a bet.” the words left his lips too loosely. as if he hadn’t just broken your heart, or spent the last two months making you feel like the only girl in the world, holding you like his life depended on it. “what.. do you mean by that?” you whispered, still in disbelief. what hurt more was that he knew you were vulnerable, you had no one to run to, that you were always scared of his friends mocking you.
and the way he rolled his eyes and sighed, it was nothing like the sweet golden boy you thought you had dated. “I mean that i never felt anything for you. it was just a cash-grab..” he murmured, like he didn’t even care. your eyes widened, feeling a sharp pain through your chest when you saw his female ‘friend’ suddenly cling onto his arm and giggle, looking at you with a snark gaze. like she knew, he knew, everyone did. behind your back. the moment he was out of sight left, he shook off the girls figure against his side and huffed begrudgingly, running his hands through his hair in frustration.
the money in his hand looked like a deal with the devil he had already taken, wondering if what he had just done was worth it.. he got his answer the next day. heeseung knew he was wrong when he saw your empty seat in class, when he saw your red eyes later that week, how you avoided him and his friends, becoming a loner again.. all he wanted was to bundle you up in his arms, kiss your forehead and tell you it was all a lie, a pathetic joke. but his pride got in the way, and alas, you’d never know how much he cared.
PARK JONGSEONG | MARRIAGE
his penthouse was one less person lonely after the arranged marriage, but it still felt excruciatingly empty. Jay’s bed was cold, the house was dark, and he barely wore the ring on his finger. but there were differences — his bed was always made, his suits were always ready, his lunches had little notes on them. and there would be the same stranger at the dinner table, waiting for him to come back home.
it happened again, the same routine every night. your smile lit up the dim room, as you placed down the last plate on the dinner table. “You’re back early.” you chirped, while Jonseong took off his coat and glasses, pinching the top of his nose. he didn’t even say anything, just loosened his tie and sat down. despite feeling ignored, you put on an awkward smile and started to dig in, occasionally glancing at him to see if he liked it.
he didn’t say a word, when he got up from the table, entered your bedroom, got out of the shower — silence. you rested in bed, going on your phone for a bit before falling asleep. but in minutes, Jay was completely out, exhausted from work. you didn’t even notice till you felt an arm hooked around your waist, and his gentle mumble, “Thank you..”. it was enough to have you turning red, a shy smile creeping up on your lips as you turned around and gently cuddled him back to sleep. ( and him completely forgetting any events of that night )
SIM JAEYUN | BEST FRIENDS BROTHER
jake tried. so damn hard. he ignored your presence when you came over. he never came downstairs when you and his sister were in the living room. even when you tried to talk to him, he left one-word answers, or sometimes just shrugged. and it sucked for you, because you wanted to actually interact with your .. kind—of crush. but your feelings had been too obvious to jake, and it was dangerous — because his had always been growing.
especially since as you all grew up, he became more distant, you became more active, and his little sister became more absent. her part—time often called her to take emergency leaves from hangouts. when he heard the door close, he thought you were finally gone, so he left his room after what felt like ages. but he was so wrong, because there you were, sitting on his couch, in his house, wearing his hoodie — the one he accidentally left on the couch arm earlier.
the sight of him caught your attention, and your eyes lit up. but you couldn’t act too excited. “hi..” you let out, just as his heart started to thump like crazy. jake knew this was wrong, thinking of you like this, wanting to hear your voice. “Hey.. is that my hoodie?” he said back. you looked down, raising your eyebrows as you heated up in embarrassment. “Oh.. I guess so.. i saw it on the table and thought it was your sisters-” he couldn’t take it. “It’s fine, keep it.” he hurriedly muttered out, leaving the kitchen empty handed. he had to leave before he did something stupid. but all he left was a pouting, confused you on the couch.
PARK SUNGHOON | BULLY
“can’t even look at me?” sunghoon whispered, hand against the wall behind, caging you. you gulped, as he chuckled at your vulnerability, holding up the pack of cigarettes you had gotten for him. “these are the wrong fucking ones, doll. I told you that.. can’t you ever do anything right?” hoon coos again, a sickeningly sweet tone laced in his mocking words.
you would held onto your bag straps shakily, your breath would quicken, your heart would race every time you saw him. and not because his eyes sparkled in delight, or if his teeth would reveal a charming little smile. but because there would be an evil glint in his pupils and those smiles were hidden sick grins. only causing fear to bubble in your stomach..
“stop.. please.” you whispered, cornered by a guy from another class. “Awh, rejecting me so fast? just one date, c’mon..” he smirked, leaning closer to you, trapping you against the wall. you closed your eyes out of fear — “Hey..” a voice, all too familiar, suddenly came out of the hallway. “Leave her alone..” sunghoon spoke, walking up to you both, towering over the guy’s figure. you didn’t know whether to feel shocked or utterly terrified, as sunghoon slung his arm around your shoulder, walking away from the other guy.
“Don’t let them hurt you. that’s my job.”
KIM SUNOO | SERVANT
an exhausted sigh left your lips, as you swept the never-ending dust on the castle walls. maybe cleaning the royal walls would’ve been a more relaxing chore if the other maids weren’t constantly watching you from the side or shit—talking about you. but the sudden silence from all the usual teasing and mocking confused you. did they finally decide to quit it?
you had never really noticed the prince, being that you never saw him around — the palace walls went on for days. but on the rare occasion you did see prince sunoo, he always seemed quiet and introverted, and all the other maids seemed to have always tiptoed carefully around him. unbeknownst to you, the prince had noticed you far more times than you had realised.
he would shut his arrogant lips when you were around, he would sometimes even leave messes near his sleeping quarters just for you to clean up, watching from afar as he sipped on a drink worth more than your whole savings. but when the two gossiping servants near you had suddenly stopped giggling and ran away, you were left puzzled again.. and you were answered when your eyes were met with the royal behind you. “Your highness..” you whispered, starstruck while bowing immediately to him. “Work in my quarters from now on..” that was his order, quiet, yet not as cold as you thought.
it was protective, but hushed. like he knew he shouldn’t be telling you that, showing how much he cared.
YANG JUNGWON | RIVAL
for months, jungwon had been your biggest rival in any sort of grade. anything became a competition, even if you both weren’t supposed to be competing against each other. “Hah! 95!” you exclaimed, waving your paper around before showing him your mark. Jungwon rolled her eyes, acting sulky and disappointed before smirking lightly, placing his exam sheet down, with the marks ‘97’, as he watched the colour drain out of your face. it wasn’t even like you wanted to be in competition, it sort of just happened.
and there were times when you didn’t feel like competing at all, like now. you both were trying to grab the last spots of the decathlon lineup, and it’d mean the world if you could actually be apart of your first academic decathlon.. but the team doesn’t care about your dreams — they only care about the GPA.. and the boy you constantly bickered with about the last spot, Yang Jungwon, took the spot right under your nose. and with that stupid smirk on his face again, he left the auditorium with a high head, and a relaxed stride.
he one-upped you again, he could mock you on a deeper level. but jungwon definitely didn’t expect you to be against a locker, crying because of it.. the grin on his face fell. you wanted to stop crying, but the embarrassment and heartbreak was overwhelming.. “what? you gonna tease me now? mock me again?” jungwon stood in front of you, looking at your teary eyes, as his breath began to tremble. he didn’t think you’d be this vulnerable about it, knees tucked, as you tried to look down and cover your sobs. something about you made his heart shake. you paused suddenly when you felt the touch of his thumb wiping your tears away. “Don’t cry. I was supposed to make fun of you..”
NISHIMURA RIKI | CRUSH
your friends all knew about your raging crush on him. although they couldn’t understand why, since he barely talked to you, and always seemed dry and hostile towards anyone, they revelled in teasing you about it. lunch times when they’d make little jokes, try to seat you to together in class, using flirty and playful glances with you and riki, even if he never even interacted with you, despite being in the same friend group.
it wasn’t like he hated you, he was a hard shell to crack. he never got close to the other girls in the group. in fact, his own friends noticed him acting a weirdly around you. he didn’t look comfortable, he looked like he was trying something new. suddenly, you were the first person he’d ask for stationary, the one he sat next to in the cafeteria table, he’d ask what you’d eat before buying lunch, he’d draw little doodles on your homework just so you’d get mad at him and bicker.
but it was hard for you to notice his little tries. they were too subtle. it often frustrated you, you kept trying to talk to him, but he seemed to uninterested (shy). and it didn’t take him long to notice, he was an observer. “You said you liked chocolate milk.” he muttered, shrugging as if it was the most obvious thing to buy you your favourite drink. ‘lmfaoo don’t do the hw~ I can’t be in trouble alone’ he’d text, letting the conversation continue on till midnight. “it’s fine, just get on my back. you’re not that heavy..” he chuckled again, when you had gotten a little too tired on a late night.
your cold crush was warming up. just slowly, and subtly.
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“NO, YOU DON’T GET ME!” you yelled in his face, in the centre of the main hall, just a few students and teachers around.
He gritted his teeth and grabbed your wrist, “I’ve been trying to get you! you just won’t let me!” Heeseung argued back, looking down at you as he stepped closer, making you step back shakily.
you whimpered in frustration, as heeseung stepped closer again, pulling you by your wrist closer to him.
His eyes trailed down to your eyes, then your lips.. his eyes started to soften, walking walked closer and closer, each step causing you to move back, till the back of your thigh hit the edge of the table prop.
Heeseung’s placed his hands on the table behind you, trapping you. his gaze was intense.. not angry or upset, just desperate.
Your gaze softened, lips trembling as you looked down at him. heeseung had never been this up close, never looked so needy.
you could only stand there frozen, as his large frame engulfed you against the table.
“Just.. let me get you..” he whispered, tilting his head and leaning into to capture your lips in a slow, gentle kiss.
and it felt just like you had imagined.
his lips were soft, and plush. his movements were slow, as if he didn’t want to break you by being too intense, or break himself by letting himself fall too hard for you.
you didn’t move for a second, only letting him move his lips against yours.. till your eyes fluttered close, and you put your hands on his shoulders.
“Mmf..” you sighed, trying to push him back, but your own body wouldn’t listen. the grip on his shoulders to push him away, only served as support for you to stand, and a sign for him to continue.
6 seconds.. 7 seconds.. done.
A 7–second—kiss, that was all it called for.
“Cut!” your drama teacher called out, making your heart sink slightly.. you didn’t want this to end.
the ending scene was simple, he keeps his hands on the table; he kisses you; you pause then restrain; you put your hands on his shoulders, and that was the cue to cut.
but it seemed like heeseung had the same thoughts as you.. or he didn’t hear the director..
because suddenly, his hands weren’t on the table anymore. 4 seconds had passed since you put your hands on his shoulders, it should’ve ended by now..
you opened your eyes and knitted your eyebrows in confusion, but your lips didn’t part.. and suddenly, you felt a pair of hands on your waist.
“Mm..” he hummed into it. he hummed into your kiss, not a grunt of frustration or annoyance. but he pulled you closer, and hummed against your lips.
you couldn’t pay attention to the remaining students backstage, or the drama teacher watching in shock in the seats. suddenly, it all felt too real.
heeseung let the script drop to the ground, as he wrapped his whole arms around your frame, pulling you impossibly closer to him and holding you tight.
a tongue—kiss was not a part of the script either, but the lines of drama and reality had already faded, as he tilted his head and deepened the kiss.
you whimpered in confusion, but your script dropped shakily, as your arms went up to rest on his shoulders, your eyes fluttering shut.
he pulled you off the table, tilting his head to deepen the kiss at any chance, while his hands gently rubbed up and down your waist.
his fingers reached under the hem of your shirt, the cold contact causing a shiver to run down your spine.
you felt your thigh touch the table again as he placed you against it, a hand on the wooden board to support himself and his other hand holding your bare torso under your shirt, his thumb caressing little circles on your warm skin.
you both pulled back slowly.. heeseung let out a soft sigh, before leaning forward to capture your lips again, pulling you close for a split-second kiss..
he looked at you, as your noses touched and his breath was still somehow stable.. you couldn’t read his gaze, but you knew there was something there.. he had never looked so intense before.
heeseung closed his eyes, taking a breath to calm down.. but suddenly—
“Cut!” Your teacher called out, making you both flinch and breaking your train of thoughts. you both looked at her in shock, her sudden claps and his dramatic cheers shattering the atmosphere.
“That was brilliant! So much more than what I had in mind! Scratch the ending, you two just do exactly that for the play—exactly what you just did!” She said.
heeseung looked down, still breathing heavily, pulling away slightly. he took his hands off you, as you looked down awkwardly, rubbing your neck.
he cleared his throat.. he didn’t even look nervous or affected.. he just grabbed his script and walked off the stage, as the drama teacher had called for a wrap of rehearsals.
you looked around, broken from your trance as you noticed everyone packing up. pursing your lips, you walked off the stage and looked up at him, walking next to him as your belongings laid next to his.
a conversation, a word, anything.. you wanted to say anything to him.. you looked up at him, but the words failed to form in your throat. heeseung didn’t even spare a glance, just packing up his stuff.
you quickly did the same and followed after him as he walked forward. “H—hey..” you let out awkwardly. Heeseung let out a sigh, looking up and trying to hide his annoyance before he turned around face you.
“Yea?” He replied, unamused.
you gulped at his words, but tried to act aloof. “Uhm.. h—how did you think of.. improvising like that? Was it the heat of the moment or..”
heeseung sighed at your words, pausing for a moment as his eyes trailed up and down your figure for a second. “It was just.. a part of the act. I was just acting.”
and you didn’t know why, but his voice seemed a little colder at that.. maybe a bit hurtful.
maybe it was the fact that he was just a rude person trapped in a charming, talented body..
or how he looked at you, almost annoyed, a complete 180 to how he was touching you.. kissing you.. even just looking at you earlier on that stage.
or how he turned around and walked away, not waiting for your reply.
whatever it was, you could only stand in the middle of the floor, frozen at his words. you shouldn’t have overthought anyway. maybe it was just all an act.
MIDNIGHT━━━━now your first good nights rest since the breakup.
you knew saying someone like sunghoon would create tension in your life. he was the exact opposite of the ‘dream guy’ he looked like, sunghoon was rather like the ‘troublemaker delinquent ’ in every young adult movie.
he may be a looker, but that was about it. you remember the cycle.
the long, messy, passionate cycle.
he was such a romantic. a new bouquet of flowers every day; gifts and gifts galore; obsessed with touching you; all the social media stories and posts about you, when he rarely used it.
“You look so gorgeous— c’mere..” sunghoon whispered, holding your jaw with his feather light touch, as you brought your hands up to prevent him from ruining your hair — with the petals of your corsage slightly scraping his cheek.
It may have been your sister’s wedding, but sunghoon was sure he wanted you and him to be up on the alter.
You giggled, putting your hand on his chest — just finding it unbelievable how straightforward and needy he was, you had only just gotten out of the closet two seconds ago..
Sunghoon growled slightly, gritting his teeth when you didn’t let him kiss him. yet a little chuckle left his lips as he softened a bit at the sound of your giggles.
“No, I’m serious.. please doll..” he mutters, half of his words muffled as he pressed his lips onto yours gently. “N—no.. hmp—you’re ruining my makeup.. stop..!” you spoke against his lips between little giggles.
A laugh left his lips, he shook his head and nuzzled closer to you, teasingly kissing you harder. “Mm—mm..”
unfortunately, his kisses had to come to an abrupt ending as suddenly all the bridesmaids were called (and he did end up almost falling asleep on your uncle’s shoulder and snoring several times during the ceremony, making you look around awkwardly, disappointed and embarrassed..)
the doorbell rang, as sunghoon stood outside your door, waiting for you to open the door as he squinted and blinked his eyes harshly against the bright sun rays.
“Good morning, doll.” Sunghoon says, wrapping his arm around your shoulder as he kisses you immediately, pressing the little bouquet against your chest.
the bundle of both lavenders and kisses first thing in the morning was not what you were expecting, but it was definitely a pleasant surprise.
“Lavenders?” You say, looking down at the bouquet and glancing back up at him, as he held your waist against his hip. “What? You said you were wearing purple today! I thought it’d be nice to match!”
You rolled your eyes and chuckled, patting his chest to calm him down. “Ok, ok! Thank you,” you mutter with a playful pout, pecking his cheek gently and wiping off the lip gloss from his cheek. “I’m very grateful~”
sunghoon’s grumpy front disappeared, a cheeky smile, as he bent his knees to wrap his arm around your thighs below your rear, carrying you up suddenly. “Well, why don’t you show me your gratitude, princess?”
but under that fiery, romantic persona, maybe you weren’t enough to store all of his affection.
“You piece of shit! How could you do this to me?! After all we went through??!” Your voice echoed throughout your dorm, pacing around the living room while scolding the boy who was sitting on your couch.
Sunghoon had nothing to say, couldn’t apologise, defend himself, give excuses — just nothing.
“I’m sorry..”
“You should be!”
“I was drunk.. you know I wouldn’t do that, baby-”
“BUT YOU DID!” You interrupted, too angry to even listen to any part of his explanation.
Sunghoon sighed and bit his lip, looking down and basically just letting you rip him apart for cheating on you.
for his constant lack of respect for you when he’d blatantly flirt with other girls, or let them dance on him at parties he’d just always have to go to..
And for the next few days, you could only sit in your bedroom and cry. What did you even expect from him? Why did you even for a moment — think he would be loyal, respectful and honest?
maybe because he was so stupidly charming, so terribly handsome, and so so so romantic.
and throwing away all the flowers, the stuffed animals, his shirts and hoodies, your Polaroids together …
sleepless night after sleepless night, you stayed up late reminiscing everything.
each item you were cleaning out felt like a stab in the heart, and each memory of him was the knife twisting.
overeating ice cream tubs while stalking his profile through your secret account became a routine — as you watched him party and throw himself from girl to girl.
after about two weeks of endless sobbing, you could finally spare a night of not crying yourself to sleep on the couch..
KNOCK KNOCK
only to be disturbed by the knocking of your front door.
you tossed and tumbled in your bed, trying to ignore the banging, thinking it was just in your head.. until your phone started ringing, the buzzing vibrating your pillow.
a groan escaped your lips, turning off the ringing immediately. but it didn’t stop. “Oh for gods sakes..” you muttered, finally answering the unknown caller with your eyes still closed.
“Yes..?”
“Ah.. baby.. open the door please..” the sluggish voice spoke, sweet as honey intoxicated with alcoholic toxin.. your body stiffened, immediately waking you up.
was it..
“i miss you so much.. so much, please you have to let me in..” he muttered. and you couldn’t be mistaken — it was the voice you wished to hear an apology from, longed to hear you call baby again, yearned to hear any word from..
you propped yourself up on your elbows against the couch. “S-sunghoon?” you whimpered a little, as a chuckle left his lips from across the phone.
“Ha.. hi, baby.. oh that voice.. you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for it..”
a scoff left your lips, as you brushed your messy hair back. all you wanted to do was just talk to him like you used to, but you knew you had to be stronger than that..
“Are you a fool? You can’t cheat on me and expect me to welcome you with open arms..” you muttered groggily over the phone, hanging it up quickly.
“N-no, angel..” Sunghoon let out a groan again, his back crashing your front door, the piece of wood acts as his separation and your hurt. Your heart still ached the same when you heard him whining and calling you ‘angel’..
and his banging didn’t stop.
his palm on the door, loud slapping noises were heard as he tried to get in.
Pet names left his lips as he whined, trying to get your attention — the attention of his old safe space. the safe space that he had tainted red with his lustful, wandering.
the consequences of constantly searching for new shiny toys was finally crawling back to him. now he was yearning for that familiarity again.
dark walls, beer cans scattered, a beating heart. you couldn’t feel your face. your thoughts only consumed with the cries outside your door..
“B-baby..” sunghoon gasped in surprised, the words leaving his lips in a raspy, hushed voice.. looking up at you with tears in his eyes, almost tripping with the door slammed open.
he climbed up, leather jacket already off on shoulder as he wrapped his arms around your hips and kneeled in front of you, holding you tight.
“I missed you so much, honey..” sunghoon says, his drunk-affected fragile legs shaking as he got up.
you scoffed and pulled him in the house, locking the door behind. “Shut up. I’m only doing this ‘cause I don’t want you to be a nuisance to my neighbours.”
sunghoon knew that was an utter lie. even his stupid, idiotic, selfish, drunk mind.. could comprehend. he smiled, giggling slightly.
you put your hands on his shoulders, furrowing your eyebrows as you took off his jacket. your hands traced up to his red cheeks. “God.. you’re.. drunk out of your mind..”
“Drunk on youuu~” he cooed, puckering his lips and trying to lean down to kiss you. You huffs and leaned back, keeping your grip on his shoulders tight so he wouldn’t come at you again.
Sunghoon sighed and pouted, his eyebrows knitting in annoyance. “Whatttt? Let me kiss you!”
a groan left your lips. one of disgust of his drunken state, or of struggle to not give in, you don’t know. but your stomach was being hypocritical, leaping and fluttering just at the sight of him close again.
he stumbled on a box by your doorstep, stubbing his toe and using it as an excuse to slump down on you..
you hadn’t even bothered to throw the box out or call him to pick his things up, his belongings stayed compact in there, filled with either hoodies or t shirts of his that were neatly packed, or gifts that were ripped apart and turned into scraps.
sunghoon giggled as you turned around, your eyes rolling with a scoff leaving your lips. he hugging you from behind, cooing gently and finding comfort in the side of your neck..
“mm.. you still smell like me..” he whispered, closing his eyes as a cute smile graced his lips.
you huffed and paused.. you only wished you could smell like him still. you put your hands atop his, rolling your eyes with a sigh again.
“That’s yourself you’re smelling there.. gosh, how much cologne did you put on?” you coughed, waving your hand in front of your face to let some of the strong perfume out. he pouted and shrugged. “Enough for you to remember me..”
your hands stopped waving at his words, as you blinked twice. he was planning on coming here? he wanted you to remember him? as if you’d even forget but.. was he really missing you like he said? or was this just some other mind game to get you into bed..
but you couldn’t deny the speeding rage of your heartbeat, as you put your hands on top of his again, and sighed softly. “I could never forgot you.. you know that..” you said, a mere whisper, yet something intimate that you hoped he could comprehend in his drunken mind.
sunghoon opened his eyes, face still against the side of yours. he looked up at the skyline in front of you both, humming softly. his eyes trailed down to your lips again, as he pouted and hummed.
“C’mere..” he whispered, turning you around. his hands rested on your jaw, as he cooed and caressed your cheeks with his thumb. “Just one night, ok? Let me love you just one night..”
You sighed, trying to push him back. Yet, you couldn’t physically.. you only tried to push that feeling of wanting him again in your heart.
Sunghoon whimpered again, sitting down on your couch, hands holding your thighs and pulling you into his hold.
“I can’t even feel my face.. just let me stay again..” he whispered, his hands holding the back of your thighs, chin against your stomach as he looked up.
It was hard to believe that this.. vulnerable, desperate looking guy, was the same man who broke your heart and played around with the pieces.
one night stand after one night stand, he still came back to the place, he would spend all his nights in. the nights that mattered.
the nights where you didn’t cry yourself to sleep or wish his suffering. the nights where he’d coax you to sleep, burying you with affectionate kisses and cuddles.
you didn’t even realise you were tearing up until he was wiping your tears off, his rough hands soft on your skin.
“Mm.. why did you leave then? If you were going to come back.. do you even know how much I suffered because of you??” you cried out, voice muffled and interrupted with soft little sniffles and sobs.
Hoon’s heart ached, seeing you all vulnerable like this again.. sure, he was all drunk and he was dumb for breaking your trust, but the burning sensation in his chest couldn’t go away. He needed you, he yearned for you.
your sobs were silenced by his lips, as you sighed and whimpered into his kisses. he held your face delicately, as if he was unfamiliar with touching you again.
sunghoon’s eyebrows knitted, gently tugging at your chin down with his thumb, as he deepened the kiss with his tongue. his thumb raised to wipe your tears, as his other hand trialed down to your waist, pulling you into his embrace even more.
the feeling was so familiar, so burning. it felt like an addiction you knew you shouldn’t be feeding into, something you had fought against and struggled. but now you were giving up.
your mind was in distress, knowing you shouldn’t be letting him kiss you or touch you like this, so gentle, so delicate. but your body was moving on its own. your lips moved against his before you knew it, as your hands went up to his biceps.
that flutter rose up in your chest and stomach, wanting — no, needing for him again. your mind turned to jelly, your skin all fiery as you held onto his shoulders to stabilise yourself.
Sunghoon started to relax, eyes fluttering as he tasted you again. it felt familiar again, kissing you, touching you, listening to you. he had every part of you memorised, but he wished he could forget your tears.
he pulled back after a minute, looking down at you.. your eyes still teary, wet lips frowning.. but a different glint in your eyes. sunghoon wiped your tears again, pouting at you.
“Don’t cry, princess.. let me love you again, I’ll wipe your tears away, ok? I’ll take care of you again, ok?” sunghoon whispers again, leaning closer to you with his nose against your cheek.. as he kissed that sweet spot under your ear.
a whimper lift your lips again, you couldn’t reply or push him off. you knew you should’ve retaliated, but you had tried hard enough.. you could only sigh into his touch, and bask in the addicting feeling. “Ok.. t—take.. care of me.” you whispered, making sunghoon smile against your neck, hands going under your thighs and picking you up effortlessly.
“Finally..” he whispered, his fangs showing as he grinned up at you, before nuzzling his head into your face and leading you to bed.
O1 ✉️ each year you stress on making his birthday even better than the last. who knew that all he needed was his favourite girl?
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2016 ━━━ THE 12TH BIRTHDAY
another huff of frustration left your lips, as you panted and wiped the sweat off your forehead. your mom chuckled while placing the sprinkles on his cake, as she looked at how focused you were on blowing the balloon.
“Honey relax.. you’ve been at it for Jungwonie’s not going to focus on one balloon for his birthday.”
your mother said softly, making you glare at her and shake your head, “You don’t get it, everything has to be perfect!”
she rolled her eyes and nudged Jungwon’s mom’s arm, as the two women chuckled.. it was adorable how hyper fixated you always were on birthdays of your best friends. your mom didn’t even want to begin thinking about how crazy you got on your own special days..
tons of other elementary school kids started to fill in Jungwon’s house a few hours later, and you watched from afar with a little prideful grin on your face. yeah, you did that. invitations were your job! and you took these sorts of jobs very seriously.
“Guys! I see him!” Minji exclaimed, her voice echoing off the living room walls as she saw his mom’s car parking outside. All the kids shushed each other, hiding behind the couch, the counter, the plants.. anything.. as you giggled and turned off the lights hurriedly.
Jungwon let out a content sighed with a grin in his mom’s car as he licked the spoon of cake icing. he had just gotten his own little birthday celebration at taekwondo practise, his coach and teammates singing him happy birthday and even getting some cake slices!
“Don’t eat too much, we still have dinner at home..” his mom playfully scolded, parking in the driveway as she looked through the mirror.
Jungwon smiled shyly mid-lick, giggling a bit as he got caught, putting the dessert down. “Sorry, mom~”
His mom chuckled and shook her head, as Jungwon removed his seatbelt and they both started walking up to their house. “Mom? Is y/n not coming over?” He suddenly asked, making her sigh again.
“Sorry sweetie, she has to stay over at her aunts house for another week.. her parents will be there! you’ll still get your present from her!” His mom replied, trying to bite back a smile.. jungwon nodded but a pout grew on his face as he looked down..
it wasn’t really the present he wanted..
“Yeah.. I can always see her at school-” Jungwon muttered, trying to be optimistic even when his eyes showed disappointment..
“Surprise!” but suddenly, his saddened eyes sparkled in shock and adoration.. his eyes sprawled across the room.. the chocolate cake on the table, cat and bts themed birthday ballon’s, all of his friends.. you..? you were here?! was this real?
“H-Happy Birthday!” You started awkwardly, causing a chain reaction as everyone in the room cheered as well.
Jungwon chuckled shyly and rubbed his neck, looking down at you.. “You told me you were going out of town.. did you plan all of this?” He muttered quietly, as you shrugged in a playful manner. “Maybe?” tilting your head, you giggled and ruffled his hair.
He bit his lip, closing his eyes.. while letting you mess up his hair. “You.. you’re so..” jungwon whispered, chuckling a bit as he looked down at you.. while you tilted your head and raised your eyebrows in curiosity. “Hm?”
“Let’s go dude!!” his friends grabbed his shoulders suddenly pulled him in to the party, disturbing your cute moment..
You giggled and looked over at him, how he seemed so shocked at the sudden action. you hoped he’d have fun tho.. after all, you had planned out only all of his favourite party games ever!
Jungwon hummed as he looked out on the night sky, not really paying attention to his friends leaving with their parents down the road.. or the fact that his house was a mess downstairs.
he just stared at the pretty stars in the night sky, the 10 o’clock hour making him feel almost scandalous for staying past his bedtime..
but another thing itched the back of his mind. Jungwon loved all the gifts, all the party games and of course the cake.. but he hadn’t been able to spend much time with you.
he didn’t have time to thank you for the surprise, he didn’t receive your gift, he could barely even see you from all the music and dancing his friends forced him in to!
Plus.. jungwon felt too shy to admit wanting to spend time with you. he knew his friends would tease him, everyone already teased you both relentlessly! And anytime that happened, he risked the chance of spilling out his secret feelings..
He sighed and leaned back against the wall of his balcony, sitting on the wooden floor with his knees tucked, his arms resting atop.
“Hey.. What are you doing here? On.. the ground..” You whined a little, peeking out from the door. “You should be helping your parents and I clean up!”
Jungwon couldn’t help but smile at your complaining, looking at you from the side. “Mhm.. sorry.. I’ll be there..” he hummed quietly, eyes trailing down to the ground again.
You didn’t know why, but you felt a bit guilty.. he seemed to be a bit troubled, why not lend a shoulder to rest on? “..actually it’s fine.. the birthday boy shouldn’t clean up~” you cooed gently, sighing before joining him on the floor.
He sighed and smiled, looking down and fiddling with his fingers again. “I can clean up..” he added, wanting to be of help, but you smacked your lips and nudged him.
“Tch.. I just excused your chore, and now you wanna do em? Seriously.. what kind of kid are you?” you huffed, making him giggle again as he kept his eyes down.. he couldn’t look you up in the eye..
but he noticed the floor was pretty dirty, and your white skirt was sat on it. he frowned and poked your thigh, grabbing your attention. “Don’t sit there.. you’ll dirty your skirt. you can rest on my bed, if you’d like?” Jungwon whispered, making you blush a little at how sweet he was..
You smiled but shook your head. “It’s ok..” you whispered. “I wanna spend time with you..”
Jungwon froze for a moment, before gulping and nodding.. trying to appear calm. only, he had to turn his face away from you and keep his hand over his mouth to hide his reddening cheeks and shy grin. You giggled again at how cute he looked, but didn’t push it..
“So.. you enjoyed the party?” you asked gently again, making him nod immediately, still playing with his fingers. “Mhm..” he hummed.
“Only.. I couldn’t find you for most of it..” jungwon admitted, feeling his heart race at how bold he suddenly felt. you smirked and looked at him. “Missed me?”
he chewed his inner lip, sighing a bit as he looked up at the stars again. you giggled and shook your head, liking how he got all shy.. “Yea..” he suddenly said, making you turn and widen your eyes, with your cheeks turning warm.
“I.. wanted to thank you for the party.. and I wanted to talk to you.. I wanted to take Polaroids too..” he suddenly let out, feeling a sudden rush of boldness hit him. maybe it was his birthday luck that he thought could help him?
but you were surprised.. and Polaroids? he hated whenever you took Polaroids of him. “.. you like those things, right?” jungwon whispered, looking up at you again. your eyes turned big again, gulping and nodding.. he wanted to do something you liked?
“Y-yeah.. I do..” you whispered back, gulping and looking down.
Jungwon felt his cheeks warming up.. but he felt a strange sense of pride and his ego rising in his chest.. you were the nervous one for once.
“By the way.. here’s your gift..” you added, grabbing the little gift box from behind you and handing it to him. He chuckled and hurriedly opened it.. a little friendship bracelet resting inside, blue and orange strings, with his initials and even a cat charm..
jungwon raised his eyebrows and took the bracelet immediately, breath shuddering a little. it was something so simple, so small.. he didn’t even like jewellery or things like that. but he couldn’t stop that fluttery feeling in his heart..
“Ta da~ see? I have one too!” You cooed, showing him your wrist, yours with pink and white strings and another kitty charm. he looked down at your wrist.. ‘JWS GIRL’ it read.. making him stumble a bit.. his girl? you had a bracelet.. calling you his girl?
You chuckled at the surprised reaction on his face. “It still is your birthday gift. I wanted it to be special for you!” jungwon smiled shakily and nodded, his eyes fluttering from his gift to your wrist, to back to your eyes.
“I.. I love it.. thanks y/n..” he stuttered, chuckling awkwardly as he put the bracelet on. you clapped playfully again and giggled. “Perfect! Wait here!” you exclaimed, standing up and leaving the balcony.
Jungwon’s eyes widened, as he looked back and leaned to the door to find you.. but you had run off already, bumping against a shelf on your way. Another laugh escaped his lips as he saw you stumble.. how endearing, he thought.
He wasn’t expecting you to come back with your Polaroid camera, grabbing his wrist close to yours to rest on your thigh, snapping the photo with your other hand. Jungwon gulped at the sudden proximity, but a little smile grew on his lips as he saw how excited you looked, flapping around the plastic photo eagerly and biting your lip.
“Look! ‘YJW’ and ‘JWs GIRL’!” you read out from the Polaroid that showed off your bracelets, before looking back up at him with a smirk, “We’re pretty cute together aren’t we~?” you cooed, knowing it’d make him turn red like a tomato again.
and turn red he did, as he chuckled nervously and bit his lip, nodding at your words while rubbing the back of his neck. “Y-yeah.. we are..” he said softly again while you were admiring the cute photo.
“Here.. come here..” you hummed again, but you were the one that leaned closer to him, as you both stood up this time, your shoulder in front of his. Jungwon pursed his lips at the sudden contact again, but eventually put his arm over your shoulder and held you close against him, while you snapped another Polaroid.
“Damn.. we really do look good together!” You exclaimed excitedly at how good the photo turned out, making jungwon pull back with a little smile.. his eyes stuck on you.. “m-mhm..” he hummed absentmindedly..
Your eyes found his again, looking at him with sparkly eyes and a grin. “Happy 12th, birthday boy!” you exclaimed, suddenly wrapping your arms around his neck and jumping into his arms.
“Woah-” He stumbled back a bit, trying to catch his breath and his stance as he quickly wrapped his own arms around your back. a tiny giggle left his lips, voice muffled as his face was pressed against your thick sweater.
You bit your lip and pulled away, looking back up at him and smiling mischievously. “By the way.. I had another gift ready too..” you muttered softly, making his eyebrows raise as he chuckled and nodded. “You did? That’s generous..” he hummed.
with a nod, you suddenly pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.
Jungwon’s eyes turned wide for the hundredth time that night.. as he looked down at you.. he felt the world stop for a moment as you giggled up at him.
“Rest up if you won’t clean up!” You exclaimed, running off with a giggle suddenly. Jungwon was left speechless, his hand on his cheek as his fingers lightly touched the lip balm from your kiss mark..
This was definitely his favourite birthday..
2025 ━━━ THE 21ST BIRTHDAY
you bit your lip while trying to tie the balloon together again, panting in frustration from how heavily you breathed to blow it up earlier..
heeseung raised an eyebrow, but Sunoo was already used to your enthusiasm in birthdays, especially those of Jungwon’s. “Y/n? You ok? Your face is like.. blue.” hee asked in worry, coming behind you.
you inhaled deeply, after almost loosing your lung capacity in the span of five minutes. “Huh? Y-yeah-” you muttered, before the sound of the balloon flying away and the air splattering away hit your face, blowing away your hair.
“Goddamnit!” you exclaimed in frustration, running around to grab the balloon you accidentally let go of.. Sunoo rolled his eyes while decorating the rest of the living room. Heeseung gulped, looking at you in worry.
“Is she ok?” He asked the other. Sunoo shrugged and nodded. “I think so.. she’s always like this, just gets crazy over birthdays, especially Jungwon’s..”
“You know that polaroid jungwon keeps in the back of his phone? Of the two bracelets? those were from his 12th birthday, y/n gifted him friendship bracelets!” Sunoo exclaimed with a slight giggle, but looked back down with a soft sigh and shook his head.
“But that was before they became a couple.. they got together three years later and became the completely insufferable couple we know and love..” Sunoo added, making heeseung chuckle. “Hey.. jungwonie isn’t insufferable.” He argued back.
Sunoo rolled his eyes and scoffed. “Try dealing with 15-year-old jungwon yapping your ear off about his every date with y/n.. you’ll see just how insufferable he was..”
Heeseung pursed his lips, smirking slightly as he shook his head.
“Hey! Jungwon’s gonna be back in half an hour and the place is barely decorated! Get your hands on some ribbons and get this place in tip-top form!” You suddenly scolded, pointing at both heeseung and sunoo.
Sunoo rolled his eyes and sighed, but heeseung playfully saluted and nodded, cracking up as you left. “Yeah.. that girl has just never stopped being insufferable..”
“Surprise!” Everyone yelled as Jungwon opened the door, still clad in his leather jacket and all-black outfit. He gasped and chuckled at everything, some fancy champagne on the table, the golden 21 balloons on top of his couch, all of his friends.. and you.
He put his jacket on the coat rack, hugging you immediately with a giggle. “My god, honey.. this is so unexpected!” Jungwon cooed, holding you tight against his chest..
“Seriously? you really didn’t know~?” You chuckled in surprise, looking up at him as he pulled away and kept you under his arm. “No, I knew..” he muttered, still with a grin as he looked around at all of his friends and the decor.
Of course he knew, you had only been planning a surprise party at every birthday of his since he was 12.
“Ok enough with the sappy stuff, let’s get partying!” Jake wooed, his pink party glasses already on as he slung his arm over Jungwon’s shoulder, and slammed the champagne bottle into his chest. “Woo!” Jake exclaimed again, making jungwon chuckle and quickly grasp the alcohol.. he was 100% sure his friend had already started pregaming too hard..
Jungwon shook his head but popped open the bottle, starting his 21st celebration as you looked at your smiley boyfriend with adoration..
“Mm~ thank you for my party~” jungwon cooed, his arms wrapped around your waist as he embraced you from behind and walked you to the bedroom.
his voice was slightly murmured and slurred being against your cheek and jaw, pressing soft kisses to your skin.. he was also a bit tipsy, just a little~
a giggle escaped your lips, as you ruffled his blonde locks behind you. “Thank you for being born..” you cooed, turning back to him as you wrapped your arms around his neck, slowly pressing your lips onto his in a deep, yet gentle kiss.
Jungwon giggled against your lip, tilting his head and leaning lower to reach your lips as he pushed back the door behind you, entering the comforting feeling of your bedroom.
He pulled away with a soft moan, giggling at how pretty you looked. jungwon stayed there for a moment, brushing your hair back as he looked down at you.. with such love in his eyes, but you could barely distinguish them from his originally sparkly eyes that seemed to have the stars in them.
“What, sweetie?” You whispered, wondering what was going on in his pretty mind, behind that cute grin. he chuckled cutely again and turned red slightly from how you caught his obvious staring. “N-nothing..” he shook his head, giggling softly.
“Nothing, baby..” he hummed again, pressing his nose against your cheek as he left another open-mouthed kiss to yours skin.
you giggled at his clinginess, not used to him being so bold. he eventually got all blushy again when he realised what he was doing, as he pulled back and covered his hand with his face with a lazy giggle..
“Mmh.. gosh..” he chuckled groggily. “I’m sorry..”
but his words just made your heart warm up even more. you held his hand again, dragging him to the balcony. “C’mere honey..” you whispered, as jungwon hummed in a raspy voice and followed you..
you pushed him slightly to the rails, taking out your Polaroid camera.. jungwon raised his eyebrows when he noticed what you were doing, another lovesick yet embarrassed grin on his face. “Baby, I’m drunk..” he groaned, rubbing his cheek softly.
“Just pose~” you said in a teasingly scolding tone, making him giggle again as he shook his head and closed his eyes. he puffed his cheeks and pouted his lips, taking one of his hands out of his pockets and making a heart pose against his cheek. “Aw! How cute!” you cooed, an overly dramatic tone to tease him.
Jungwon’s exaggerated cute pose faltered at your words, as he chuckled at how cruelly supportive you were. but you had already snapped a photo of him at peak-aegyo form.
you giggled and flapped around the photo excitedly, biting your lip and looking down at the picture eagerly. “Awh~ you’re so adorable!” You cooed, but jungwon rolled his eyes, keeping his hand in his pocket, while the other snatched the photo.
“This is for your eyes only, got that, princess?” He said in a stern voice, but his smile was too handsome and adorable for you to take seriously.. as your heart started racing even more. you nodded anyway and fought back a chuckle.
Jungwon suddenly took the camera too, pushing you back slightly against the railing. “Here.. let me take yours too~” he cooed, snapping a cute photo of yours as you giggled, but posed for the camera in a corny manner.
and either jungwon didn’t know how to work your old camera.. or he was too busy staring at the tiny screen.. as it took forever for him to snap a picture. and judging by his paused reaction, how his eyes turned a bit hazy and his giggles stopped.. you guessed it was the latter.
you pursed your lips, hiding your shy grin..
but you walked back up to him again, reviewing the flashy Polaroid. despite his drunk state, the photo came out beautiful! “Honey, it’s gorgeous!” you exclaimed, giggling in excitement. Jungwon nodded, a stupid little grin on his face as he looked down at you, stumbling a little.. a little whisper escaped his lips “yeah.. gorgeous..”
you didn’t notice his little distracted daze, but you looked up at him in excitement again. “Let’s take a selfie, hun!” you giggled, mini-clapping as you bit your lip. jungwon raised his eyebrows and chuckled at how cute you looked, as he patted your head and nodded.
“Alright, babe.. look up..” he whispered, a hand on your shoulder as he pulled you closer to him. he puffed his cheeks again and pouted his lips, as he kneeled down a little to reach your height. you put your hands on his shoulder and tip-toed slightly.
“1, 2..” he quietly said, and you let out a soft, hushed giggle as you turned to him and smiled.. before pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek on 3, as the flash clicked through.
Jungwon’s eyes widened slightly, but a chuckle escaped his lips.. even at the simplest kisses, you still had him as shy as he was 9 years ago..
he blushed and rubbed his neck, as you snatched the picture and flapped the photo back and forth, grinning at the cute photo down. “Hey.. we look pretty cute together!” you hummed excitedly, raising your eyebrows as you showed him the photo.
Jungwon chuckled and nodded, closing his eyes in a way that said this girl.. “yes, baby..” he hummed, kissing your forehead softly. “we do look pretty cute together..” he said slowly as he pressed his cheek against the side of your head and looked down at the photo..
“Guess we have more Polaroids to add to the birthday collection~” you cooed, giggling softly, as Jungwon nodded and shrugged. “Guess we do..”
You could tell he was pretty tired from his vice and state, but you had one more thing to say..
you put your arms around his neck again, biting your lip and giggling as he pushed him back slightly from your tight hug. a much gentler, yet just as enthusiastic embrace than the one 9 years ago..
“Happy 21st, birthday boy!” You exclaimed, as jungwon stumbled back, holding you quickly against his chest with his one arm, the other still holding the camera.. “Woah..” he let out, chuckling at your eagerness.
“Mhm.. thank you, baby..” jungwon cooed, looking down at you and chuckling as he pressed another chaste kiss to your cheek. you giggled at his affection and leaned up slightly, rubbing your noses gently against each other.
“Mm.. You always know how to make my birthdays the best each year.. my girl~” he whispered with a soft giggle, recalling the bracelets you both still had on.. while rubbing his nose against yours as his eyes trailed down to your lips.
you giggled again and nodded, “and I’ll do it all the way to your 100th.. y j w~ ” you whispered back with a chuckle, leaning up and softly pressing your lips against his..
one thing’s for sure, he wanted to spend every birthday with you.. with his girl.
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heeseung was the handsome bartender at the cruise you met when you were all alone, sighing and watching your friends party around.. offered you a drink on the house, and even a dance when his shift had ended.. you thought you should’ve said no, but when you looked up at his pretty bambi-like face.. his honey voice chuckling at your sparkly eyes that were in awe, you couldn’t help but say yes..
after a few more drinks, he took your almost unconscious self to your room, laying you down on the bed and pulling you away when you kissed him, acting from the rush of alcohol. that night, you ended up emotionally rambling to heeseung about how your boyfriend had dumped you before the trip, your friends being there with their boyfriends while you were all alone..
heeseung listened to your words all night, held your hair back when you threw up, slept on the ground on your side, before your sleepy protests for him to sleep with you.. you immediately smiled and cuddle up to him when he came up, but then just as quickly, you fell asleep. he chuckled and admired your sleeping face, brushing your hair back and getting out from the bed.
( not before leaving a little note ) ‘ call me when you wake up, pretty ♡ my number’s on the back. I had a fun time tonight, don’t drink too much next time! goodnight ~ oh and.. the lipstick stain you left on my shirt isn’t going away, help me out, will ya? ’
park jongseong
first annoyed that your cheesy parents had signed up for surfing lessons for this holiday, your annoyance went completely away when you saw your instructor.. water droplets cascaded down his chest and abs with a little smile.. especially when he saw your big eyes staring at him.
you were a nervous wreck the whole time, gulping and shaking slightly. especially when he touched your waist and let out little chuckles by your ear at how you reddened up. “Wow.. you’re a natural~” he teased, making you giggle nervously again, not noticing how your parents had fallen off their surfboards for the nth time..
you looked forward to every lesson, jay would flirt with you, you’d blush and giggle.. he’d hold your hand, put his hands delicately on your waist and brush away your hair.. all apparently in the form of teaching. he saw your pout on the last day of your vacation and sighed, chuckling softly.. he gently grabbed your wrist and took you to some place away from your parents.
“Don’t be so upset, you were my favourite student~” he said, making you smile shyly again. “It sounds weird when you say that..” he raised his eyebrows again at your words and hummed teasingly. “Does this?” he whispered, and pressed a soft kiss to your sunburnt cheek.. making you widen your eyes and blush furiously. he ruffled your hair and chuckled, walking away.. the last time you ever saw him.
sim jaeyun
suntanning! beaches! magazines! was what you were excited for when going to the beach for a little family vacation.. what you didn’t expect was getting sprinkled with water by a couple of guys who jumped and played around like kids in the sea.. this was a beach, but you didn’t expect your magazine and hair to be soaking wet and your drink to be ruined already..
you huffed and scowled at the guys, not noticing one of them coming out of the sea. “Hey, I’m so sorry about that..” A pretty brunette came up to you, his muscles and abs glistening from the ocean water and sunlight. you raised your eyebrow and couldn’t help but check him out through your sunglasses. “Oh.. it’s no worries..” you said in a slightly annoyed tone, but with a tiny smile.
he noticed you looking him up and down, making him chuckle and roll his eyes, gazing at your little black and white two-piece as well.. “How about I make it up to you.. I’m jake, wanna get a drink or something?” You scoffed in surprise at his forwardness. “How about another cosmopolitan from the stands as well?” you teased, waving your wet magazine in your hands. he huffed but chuckled.. “Anything you’d like..”
you never got his number, you only kept that summer. coming to the beach everyday, excusing it for tanning and enjoying the sun. when really it was for the pretty boy who always had a sunshine smile. and always made sure to get you a piña colada, a new magazine and a kiss to the cheek.
park sunghoon
the snowy swiss woods were not something you were expecting for your summer vacation. after a few days of brooding in the cold, you decided to get some fresh air and take a walk outside the cabin. walking a few minutes away, you didn’t think you’d find another person here.. let alone someone so.. ethereal gliding on the ice. his jacket had on the chest pocket, ‘park sunghoon’
you didn’t even realise you were staring until he caught you.. your cheeks turned even more red, and he shyly gulped and looked away. but you looked back at him and pursed your lips. “A—are you visiting?” you softly said, making him look up again and nod slowly. “Yeah.. I—I’m competing here in two weeks..”
sunghoon knew it was weird to talk to a random girl during his stay, but with the way you were complimenting his skills so much and how you had the simple thing of speaking the same language as him, he found it sort of comforting. he didn’t even realise he had been talking to you the whole night and hadn’t been practising.
he dreaded your last day.. knowing he had to compete the day after. hoon had spent the whole trip talking to you outside your cabins, or having you cheer while he practised. “I’ll see you on tv!” you tried to comfort him, knowing he wanted you to see him perform live. he put on a smile and nodded, fighting back the pleas to make you stay. “Of course.. cheer when you see me~” hoon replied with a soft pat to your head, seeing your bright smile and listening to your soft giggle for the last time.
❪ BUNNY TALK ❫ lowkey thinking about making the hoon one into an actual fic.. should’ve put ‘ angst ’ in the cw for that alone TT hope you guys liked it, have a nice day ^^
· boynextdoor | idol!kim donghyun x idol, gn!reader · other. fluff, forehead kisses, skinship, crying, wounds, hate comments. getting caught together. requested! not proofread. 721 words.
꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ daily click!
BOYNEXTDOOR LEEHAN! who you had been crushing on for a while, falling for him ever since you were a guest mc on music bank.. so who could blame you when your eyes were glued to him? who giggled slightly when you got the dance point for ‘one and only’ wrong..
ONEDOORS! who along with your fans and other netizens went crazy in Twitter after, making shipping comments that only made you blush and giggle when you got back to your dorms.
“It’s only our first week as idols and he already has a dating scandal?!” Woonhak huffed. Leehan shook his head, hiding the blush on his cheeks.. “Hey.. he’s blushing~” Taesan teased, making Leehan roll his eyes and push them off, going back to his room ( to text you.. )
IDOL BOYFRIEND LEEHAN! whose members or staff, and not even your members knew about your relationship. who’d text you cute little messages even when he was a trainee, a far cry from his usual quiet, 4D aura..
IDOL BOYFRIEND LEEHAN! who liked to visit your dorms when all your members had left, too scared to let anyone find out.. giving you hugs and kisses and giggles.. then immediately going away to gaze at your fish tank for 2 hours.. ( sometimes you regretted getting fish after dating him )
would give you subtle glances when you passed him in music shows, almost like he didn’t know you at all.. but immediately went to texting you right after. would look up at the screen at your performance, admiring how lit up you looked on stage.. but noticed how you seemed less bright on your ending fairy..
IDOL BOYFRIEND LEEHAN! who left right after his performance to comfort you when you were sent back early to your dorms, who kept an arm around your shoulder and kissed your forehead softly as you cried on his shoulder.. who patched up the wound on your knee and comforted you the best he could.
“Babe, why are you crying? does it hurt?” He cooed lowly. “N-not as much.. but.. what if they say I’m not a good performer again? I kept making mistakes..” You cried and whimpered out. “Shh.. I know.. don’t worry, y/n, the fall wasn’t on camera.. a-and.. you did really good!”
who didn’t really know how to comfort you well, but tried his best.. and it made you feel so cared for. you wrapped your arms around his neck slowly while sniffling, making him sigh and pat your back softly.
who was usually scared to death of getting caught, but when your members entered the dorm and gasped at the sight of you two, he couldn’t care less..
who didn’t even talk to your members or anyone else that night, just came back to your room with your favourite snacks and snugly hugged you and kissed your forehead..
IDOL BOYFRIEND LEEHAN! who loved the little gifts you’d leave for him when you stayed over or visited secretly. Who gasped and widened his eyes when you surprised him with another fish. who immediately hugged you and lifted you off the ground, giggling and pressing a thousand kisses to your face.
“Y/n?! ..Leehan?!” Woonhak exclaimed, with Taesan and Riwoo by his side, hands filled with take out as their jaws dropped, seeing you in Leehan’s arms as he paused from kissing your neck again. “Oh.. hey.” he said, not caring for their shock and going back to kissing your neck and giggling..
IDOL BOYFRIEND LEEHAN! who ever since that day, was less of a nervous wreck to have you around him even with his members in the dorms, to smiling at you in the halls and having his arm around you.
but who still blushed and rolled his eyes when they made teasing comments towards you both, who even after the changes of his friends and close ones finding out, stayed in your dorm just to watch your fish swim around for hours..
“Hey, what about onedoors and (insert fandom name~)? Aren’t you worried about how they’d react?” Taesan said, making Leehan choke on his food and widen his eyes. You sighed and patted his back. “Relax..” you cooed at him.. “he was scared to death of you guys finding out alone, try not to mention anything about the public finding out..” you whispered to Taesan..
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IDOL BOYFRIEND JAEHYUN! who had never been in relationship before, but knew it was love at first sight when he saw you passing his dressing room.
who fell so hard, that when he came to ask you out, you almost had to stop him from kneeling and begging on the inkigayo floor..
IDOL BOYFRIEND JAEHYUN! who was the sweetest boy you had ever met. he’d drive to your company building and wait for you after practise, completely ignoring the risk of the tabloids.
who pulled you out of that practise room the minute you had finished, dragging you to an empty room just to shower you with kisses and affection.
“I’ve been waiting forever, baby, don’t make me stop..” he says between kisses to your cheeks and neck, making you giggle and hug him close.
who brought you back to his dorm and clung to you the whole way. even after he showered, where he slowly walked towards you and carried you in his arms, placing you on the table just to hug you again and have you dry his hair..
IDOL BOYFRIEND JAEHYUN! who hated having to keep his relationship a secret.. he wanted to show you off, show everyone how much he loved and spoiled you.
“It’s so hard.. I barely see you anymore, baby..” he pouted, hugging you into his chest softly as you hummed and wrapped your arms around his torso. “I know.. I hate it too..” you muttered.
IDOL BOYFRIEND JAEHYUN! who had become more wary and anxious of getting caught, he pushed you away like he didn’t want to be seen with you at all, even with friends who knew.
who hated fights with you even more. who hated how he pushed you away when you kept trying to visit him. who wanted to take back when he called you clingy and whiny..
who’s members had to deal with jaehyun’s constant whining and cries about missing you the whole night, comforting him and sighing as he ate up all the ‘heartbreak ice cream’.
who saw you the next day in the music bank building.. and who hated when you gave him the cold shoulder. especially when you were so nice to the male mc and so cheery during your performance.
he loved watching you perform, but this time, his heart ached whenever you came up on stage.. his pout quivers and he almost tears up when he sees your pretty ending fairy, wishing he was up there to pick you up and give you a million kisses like he used to..
“Jaehyun, it’s been a day. Relax, you’re not gonna die without them.” Sungho said, rolling his eyes as he got his makeup fixed. Jaehyun turned around and glared at him. “I am dying without them.”
IDOL BOYFRIEND JAEHYUN! who couldn’t find the courage to speak to you during the show, making you feel even more hurt and angry on the rude home.
your members have each other a worried look, knowing something was up when you didn’t leave your room at all yesterday, when Jaehyun didn’t come running to you after your performance and wishing you congratulations, not even after the win, which you couldn’t celebrate due to your upset mood.
IDOL BOYFRIEND JAEHYUN! who came rushing to your dorms after his show, wincing at the glare your members gave him. who came knocking on your door, to which you gave no answer. who spewed out apologies helplessly and slid down the door and onto the ground, expecting no hope of you opening it.
who widened his eyes when he saw you finally open you door, looking back and gasping at the sight of your red eyes and pouty lips. who embraced you immediately and walked back to your bed, sitting down on it and pulling you to stand between his legs by the touch on the back of your thighs, his head against your stomach.
“I don’t wanna fight with you.. I was an idiot. I don’t think you’re clingy, I was just scared.. I’m sorry, take me back? I don’t wanna lose you, baby.. please..” he kept pleading, bringing you closer to him. he sighed softly when you brought your hands up to knit through his hair. “You never lost me..”
IDOL BOYFRIEND JAEHYUN! who posted a mirror selfie of him holding you in his arms, kissing your neck softly with your account tagged that very same night, not caring what his manager or his company said.. who then received a scolding for being so careless with his posts, for causing such headlines the next day.
who didn’t care, because it was all worth it, seeing the smile on your face, knowing you felt comforted at the thought that he wanted the whole world to know, that you were his and he was yours.
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HIGHSCHOOL ATHLETE RIKI! · enhypen | football player!riki x fem!reader · cw. kissing, soccer/football, hugging, 572 words.
HIGHSCHOOL ATHLETE RIKI! who was a timid and hostile person, and never paid attention to the giant crowds of girls fangirling over him — whom never really paid attention to the game and instead only on the player.. but how his attention always sharpened when you came to one of his games..
HIGHSCHOOL ATHLETE RIKI! who found you reading or doing your work at the park when he’d come by to practise, noticing how you took subtle glances at his direction. and how he gathered all his courage to ask you if you wanted to play..
HIGHSCHOOL ATHLETE RIKI! who taught you how to play properly, laughing at your annoyed reaction when you couldn’t kick as well as him. who proposed a little game and let you win each time. who kneeled down to you and teased you, patting your head and smiling down at your excited giggles.
HIGHSCHOOL ATHLETE RIKI! who walked you home at night, all the way to your doorstep as you looked up at him and smiled, pressing a little kiss to his cheeks and ruffling his hair. you chuckled through the door window at how his eyes widened, his face turned red and he stood frozen.
“Thanks for walking me home..” you looked up at him, and he smiled with a little nod. “I had fun today, thanks ki..” you smiled again, and before he could process the cute little nickname, you had put your hands on his shoulders and tiptoed, giving him a little kiss on the cheek. “See ya..” you chuckled. “I- uhm- yeah.. s-see.. see you t-too..” he gulped, freezing for a moment and finally leaving your doorstep.
HIGHSCHOOL ATHLETE RIKI! who tried to talk to you more after that day, but found it so difficult when he’d just freeze up and clear his throat, blushing furiously. what he didn’t know was that you found it ever so endearing.. how this hot-topic heartthrob was a stuttering mess around you.
HIGHSCHOOL ATHLETE RIKI! who gulped in nervousness at the start of the game.. but felt his nerves calm down when he saw your little smile and cheer in the crowd. who cheered loud when he scored the winning goal, turning more giddy when he saw your proud smile and claps in the crowd.
HIGHSCHOOL ATHLETE RIKI! who was drenched in sweat and was panting heavily, who saw you coming down the stairs of the bleachers in the midst of the cheers to give him your congratulatory pat on the back like usual..
HIGHSCHOOL ATHLETE RIKI! who knew that this time, he couldn’t hold it in anymore. so he passed the trophy to his teammate, wrapped his arms around you, engulfing you in his arms and pressing his lips against yours immediately and sighing into the kiss. he furrowed his eyebrows and kept his hand on your back, blocking out the cheers and whistles from his friends.. and only focusing on your gentle surprised whimpers and how you kissed him back, playing with his hair softly.
He pulled away and looked down at you, caressing your jaw softly with one hand. “You.. you..” he stuttered, panting from both the game and kiss. you looked back at his friends teasing him and chuckled, making him turn back and laugh as well. Riki blushed and tucked his head into the crook of your neck as he hugged you and lifted you off your feet again. “I.. oh.. oh god..”
haiiii🦭! Ive been itching for something a bit sad and real caz im a depressive mf.. just jongseob stressing over his writing process for the now killin it verse ("my root came 2005") basically having a full breakdown because its a full length album and im pretty sure they did all the preparations while on tour (idk if my brain made that up but i swr i saw it somewhere). He was stressed and called you on face time hyperventilating leading to you flying out there just to be with him.. sighhh
.. u making me cry rn.
-BIGGEST FAN!
김종섭 drabble — burnt out idol boyfriend jongseob! 𐙚 𓈒 ݁ fem!reader slight angst reverse comfort au requested >< three hundred words cw. venting driving mentioned hugging not proofread clickhere!
jongseob, who was so beyond stressed from the tour, had too much on his plate. he was also constantly reminded of the fact that he still hadn’t finished his verse for the next comeback..
as the responsibilities came piling in more, he was exhausted.. he felt defeated. all he wanted to do was take a break.. a break in your embrace. “Hello? ..You okay?” you answered, smiling as you saw his contact name calling you.
all he did was sigh, flopping down on the bed after his shower. “Hmm..” he groaned, his face stuck in the pillow. You couldn’t see his tired state at all, but you were sure he was cute nonetheless..
“Well.. I guess that answers my question..” you chuckled and hummed. “Tired, huh?” He nodded.. even though you couldn’t see. “..hm.. I miss your voice..” jongseob mumbled, groaning a bit.
you smiled and giggled. “really? I missed you too.. face time?” jongseob chuckled at your offer and immediately sat up, turning on his camera. he giggled even more when he saw your face. “Mm.. seems I missed your face too..”
rolling your eyes, you pursed your lips and smiled. but you started to sigh when you saw his dark circles, and tired expression. “How is it.. is touring around the world fun?” You asked gently, but with a bit more playful tone in the end to not let everything get too depressing for him.
seob sighed and turned in the bed. “Fun.. ok. Seeing the fans.. performing, it’s all fun. But..” there it was..
“I’m just feeling so.. out of it. Every time we’re at practise.. or stage rehearsal or anything, everyone always reminds me that I need to be performing at me absolute best. And I’m.. trying! I’m trying really hard.. but I also have to keep on writing lyrics for the next comeback..”
burnt out bf! jongseob who vented to you the whole night, not even noticing you went on mute occasionally for the whole 3 hours. who ignored the background noise from your side and assumed it was just the wind in your apartment. who finally noticed your empty presence in the call. “Babe? Hello?”
ding dong!
bf! jongseob who furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, but immediately chuckled in disbelief when he saw you at the door with a big bag of his favourite snacks. “Oh my gosh..”
you smiled and tilted your head to actually look at him, your vision being sort of hindered from the big bag you were carrying. he noticed your panting breath and sweat dripping from your forehead, even from the cold night outside. “Did you walk here?”
“No, are you crazy?” you said as you let yourself in, dropping the bags down with a sigh, your hand going to your hip as you breathed heavily and had that stupid grin on your face when you looked back at him. “I drove.. until I had to stop at the convenience store and forgot where I parked.. I ran the rest of the way here.” You said, wiping the sweat from your forehead. and he shook his head and chuckled, ruffling your hair.
flopping on the bed, he sat next to you and smiled. “You’re adorable..” he spoke, his fingers finding your own. “I know.. and a good driver, it takes like 4 hours to drive here and I got it in 3. Without a ticket!” you said with a tired laugh.
he flopped on the bed next to you, taking a chip packet and snacking on it as he looked at you from the side. seob put an arm behind your head as a pillow. “Congratulations.. and thank you.”
you smiled and leaned closer to him. “No problem.”
엔하이픈 reaction — when you suddenly kiss them! 𐙚 𓈒 ݁ fluff fem!reader non-idol au kisses skinship pda established relationships and unconfirmed relationships 135~ words each clickhere!
이희승 ⊹ 한번더
you intended to get a cute and flustered reaction from your boyfriend, but heeseung just turned at you and smiled, ruffling your hair and going back to what he was doing. sad to see your plan had failed, you pouted in your seat and continued to watch tv.
“One more time..” heeseung suddenly says, catching your attention. “Huh?” before you can think, he comes up and kisses your cheek, causing you to be the flustered one. “I asked for one more~”
a scoff left your lips as he out-did you again. pretending not to let it affect you, you gulped down your feelings and just hoped he didn’t see your blush. but he did, heeseung saw how red you were and couldn’t help but giggle and plant another kiss on your cheek.
박종성 ⊹ 긔요미
suddenly feeling bored, your eyes found purchase on your dear boyfriend, sitting on his desk, doing work. you laid bored and uninterested in anything and everything on the bed, deciding to give him and yourself a little burst of excitement.
you came up behind him and pressed a kiss on his cheek. jay pushed up his glasses with furrowed eyebrows, giving you a short close up view of his arms under his rolled up sleeves. “What was that for?” he asked with the same, stern and focused voice he used when working.
shaking your head, you smiled and gave him another kiss on his cheek. “Nothing..” after finding a little release of boredom, you were content, and went back to the bed to go on your phone again. jay chuckled quietly, muttering something under his breath you didn’t catch. “Cute..”
심제윤 ⊹ 부끄러
jake blushed, his eyes becoming wide as you surprised him with a kiss. “Wh-where did you come from?” he stutters as his face turns pink, yet a grin graces his lips. you chuckled and ruffled his hair.
“I was just in the washroom.. did you forget about me already?” you smiled, teasing him. his lips form in a straight line with a smile, pressing a kiss on your lips as well. “Jake~ you’re so pink!”
he gasps and his eyebrows raise, hands going to his cheeks. and he indeed was burning up. “No! N-no I’m not!” he huffed, and you couldn’t help but giggle at how cute he was. planting another peck on his cheek, his eyes widened again, finding a new level of cuteness to Jake’s character you didn’t know about.
박성훈 ⊹ 썸타다
you two weren’t really dating, but all of your friends and practically your classmates as well — knew there was at least something going on between you and sunghoon. they could see it every time you walked through the door and he fixed his hair, and when he walked in you’d blush.
so when you kiss his cheek for buying you your favourite snacks for lunch, his friends can’t help but coo at his surprised reaction. “Suddenly?” Sunghoon said and let out a fake cough as he tried to remain his ‘cool-guy’ act.
“Mhm?” you shrugged, pretending to not think much of it, like it was regular. sunghoon nodded, following your demeanour as he and his friends walked out of the canteen. but you didn’t miss the way he looked back and smiled at you and blushed, biting his lip like a giddy teenage girl.
김선우 ⊹ 깜짝야
his eyes widened and his lips parted slightly as he gasped. “Oh! Gosh, honey~” Sunoo exclaimed, talking with a giggle as you revealed yourself as the culprit. You smiled shyly at him and hid your face in his neck.
“Aren’t I supposed to be the flustered one?” He chuckled quietly. you purse your lips and look back at him. “Yeah.. but you looked too cute while in shock. it’s honestly unfair..” sunoo smiled and giggled again at your petty words.
ruffling your hair, he rested his hands on your face and pulled you up to look at him. he planted a little kiss on your pouty lips and flashed you that bright smile again. “What can I say..?” Sunoo teased you as you hit his arm jokingly, making him fake a dramatic gasp before laughing at your antics.
영정윈 ⊹ 홍조야
jungwon had promised sunghoon and niki that you two would not do any lovey-dovey in public, but you weren’t too keen on that promise. while waiting for the food, your eyes fell on your boyfriend’s lips as he was talking.
and without thinking, you leaned in forward and pressed a peck onto jungwon’s lips. he instantly turned pink, eyes widening but a smile formed onto his lips as he nervously chuckled at you. “Wh..why did you-” he chuckled nervously before getting interrupted by hoon.
“Hey you promised no couple-y stuff!” but he himself was interrupted by niki’s punch to the arm. “Ignore that! Look how red our jungwonie is!” niki grinned, making you and him chuckle as well as jungwon covered his face while the two other boys continued bickering.
西村力 ⊹ 陳腐な表
niki didn’t intend his afternoon to be spent letting you do his makeup. yet here he was, sat on your vanity chair as you smiled and did his eyeliner, eyebrows furrowing at whatever you were putting on his face.
“You are not putting lipstick on my face.” niki warned as he put your hand down. “Wha-?? Does a 2000’s female-empowering, beautiful pop star go out with bare lips?” you were adamant on putting the gloss on him. “This one does.” and he was adamant on not.
you huffed and rolled your eyes, putting the lip gloss on yourself. niki thought it was over before you gently grabbed his chin and kissed him. “See.. wasn’t so difficult, was it?” you chuckled quietly at him, making him do the same and smirk at you. “You’re so corny..”
in a little session of cuddles, jungwon couldn’t help but smile cutely at your pretty lips, wanting and giving you the most adoring kisses. clickhere!
GENRE. super fluff, drabble, blurb, soft hours / thought. PAIRING. clingy!jungwon x gn!reader, bf au, non-idol au. WARNING. kisses, skinship, pet names (honey, baby) cuddling, 551 words.
jungwon sighed and smiled softly as he scrolled on his phone, his fingers softly grazing your thigh as his cheek rested against your back. you stayed scrolling on your phone as well, sighing in content.
when he suddenly felt a little push of boredom.. and the urge to be all cute and affectionate.
he pursed his lips with a smile, putting his phone away and hugging you closer. he leaned upwards and nuzzled his face into your shoulder with a soft whimper and hum, pressing little kisses to your neck.
you smiled slightly and chuckled at his affection as you put your hand on top of his, caressing it lightly. “Mm..” you let out a raspy, tired hum.
jungwon pouted at how you were sort of ignoring his kisses.. “Mm~ hey..” he whined softly and kissed your cheek, with a bratty little pout.
you closed your eyes and chuckled, turning on your back and wrapping your arms around his neck. “hmm? ..what’s wrong, baby..” you said with a little giggle at his cute pout and furrowed eyebrows.
“Mm..” he pursed his lips, letting his cheeks puff out. “I want..” he muttered, before pressing more pecks to your cheek and jaw. “..kisses..” he mumbled in between.
Sighing, you shook your head and giggled at his clingy nature. you hummed and tilted your head. “.. is that so..?” you whispered at him, and he smiled sort of, in a cute, trying-to-convince-you manner and nodded.
You brushed his hair with a little smile and chuckle as you looked down at his lips. “Mwah!” he gave you a little peck.
Kiss.. Kiss.. Kiss..
He gave you more little kisses, making you giggle at how adorable he was being. You let out another low hum, your heart melting at his little giggle and cute smile.
“Hehe~” he grinned, giving you more light little kisses. You caressed the hairs on the back of his neck and hummed, pulling him closer to kiss him deeper.
It was gentle and light.. but he let his eyes close and whimpered at the feeling of your tongue with his. His heart leaped at the intimate contrast of your kiss compared to the little pecks he gave.
you hummed again, the noise vibrating through his lips as he blushed. pulling away, you giggled at his widened eyes and blush, his wet lips pursing and gulping.
you pushed him back on to the bed again and kissed him softly again while getting on top of him, humming between each kiss. “Mm..” his eyebrows raised again and he whimpered in the feeling, his hands going to your waist ever so gently.
but he furrowed his eyebrows and whimpered when you suddenly pulled away. “Mm- hm..? Wha.. h-hey!” you giggled and laid back down, going back on your phone.
jungwon tugged on your shirt, “Hey..” he pouted, whining softly.. “kiss me again..”
you raised your eyebrow and nodded. “Hm?” you hummed teasingly, pretending to be in thought. he scoffed and pouted more, tugging on your waist and whining. “Come on! Honey..”
his cute whines eventually got to you, making you giggle at the ticklish feeling of his hands around your waist. you patted his head softly before cooing at him again. “C’mere..”
jungwon smiled and giggled immediately at your words, and sunk into your sweet kiss again.
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