Sobbing. I Want A Heeseung In My Life Bro 🥹

TEXT. You sending a selca randomly to see how they react

PAIRING bf!enhypen hyung line x fem!reader (maknae line here!)

GENRE fluff, sns

WARNINGS reader is called, pretty, and baby

¥ .. HEESEUNG

¥ .. JAY

¥ .. JAKE

¥ .. SUNGHOON

© wonie-not-wony. all rights reserved. please don’t repost, plagiarize and translate.

“Get ready with me to breakup with my fiancé-“

“BUUUUUULLSHIT YOU ARE!”

Immediately, as soon as your first words are uttered over the recording video, Rintaro’s booms down the hallway. You laugh and smack your hand on the counter, trying to keep it as quiet as you can as you hear him continue to yell.

“THE FUCK YOU THINK THIS IS? WE’RE LOCKED IN, WHAT THE FUCK!” Socked feet barrel down the hall and you’re quick to hide the camera behind a bottle of mouthwash. His body quickly comes into the frame, chest puffed out and hands on his hips. “You got something you want to tell me?”

You pull your lips down in thought before shaking your head, “no. I don’t think so. I didn’t even know you were home.”

“Oh!” He says dramatically, clapping his hands together. “So you’re just always talking about dumping me to your little Internet friends?”

“Only in my fantasies,” you hum, tossing your arms around his neck and pressing a kiss to his cheek. He pouts, and you giggle and kiss him again, “but if I ever do decide to dump you, I promise you’ll be the first to know.”

This, has him blinking unamused at you. Then, his hands leap up to grab your cheeks, and he pulls you in for a loud, wet kiss, his lips pressing kisses over your laughing mouth, teeth, and lips. “Listen to me.”

“Rinnie!”

“No. Shush. Listen to me.” He pulls back and rests his head against yours, hands still squishing your cheeks. “I have shit out an engagement ring for you. I have your name tattooed on me. I got clawed to death by your rat fuck cat, and I have a shirt with your face on it that I wear when I go out. We’ve shared a toothbrush, you pinch my nipple when I’m showering, you text me and ask me if I’ve pooped, and I know damn well you take ugly pictures of me when I’m sleeping.”

“Your point?”

His nostrils flare, “you so much as THINK this relationship is ending, I’m going to tattle on you.”

“Oh, please-“

“To Komori.”

This, has you paling, and you nod softly and gently grab his shoulders, “no, okay, you’re right, you’re right baby, I’m sorry.” He nods as you press a kiss to his lips, “but in all seriousness-“

“Oh, I’m serious, too.”

You snicker, “in my seriousness, I’m never going to leave you.” You flash your engagement ring to the camera and purse your lips out, and he smiles down at you. “who else is going to poop out a ring, then lie to the salesman about why we’re returning it, and get me a new one, hmm?”

“Thankfully, I’m the only one who will.” He kisses your forehead, then looks at you with sad eyes. “We’re locked in?”

“Yeah baby,” you giggle, kissing his nose. “We’re locked in.”

2:53 am

"kei." no response. you know tsukishima has to get up early for work, but the window across from your bed is open, allowing the night breeze to creep in and sting your face. you could get up yourself, but that's what husbands are for, right?

you twist around, trying to wiggle out of your husband's grasp so you can take a better look at his sleeping face. he has an arm wrapped firmly around your waist, the other supporting your neck to, in his words, 'protect his ears from your constant complaints about your sore neck in the morning'.

"honey?" you poke his cheek, smiling to yourself when he grunts in response. tsukishima has always been a light sleeper. you lay in silence for a few seconds before he finally lets out a sigh, opening his eyes to look at you.

"what do you want?"

you muster up your biggest doe eyes, knowing that he hates getting out of bed just as much as you do. "close the window for me?"

"no. you do it."

you sigh dramatically, gesturing at his arms wrapped firmly around you. "i would love to, but someone is holding me hostage, so i think you're going to have to do it."

tsukishima rolls his eyes, untangling his arms from your body. "problem solved." he holds back a smile when you frown and pull the blankets away from him, turning your back towards him. you're so cute. tsukishima would do anything you ask of him without hesitation, but he can't help but tease you a bit first. he'll never get tired of your reactions, and he loves that he can be a little snarky with you.

you sigh again, this time louder and more pointed, pretending to shiver just to show your husband how cold you really are, and how cruel he is for not helping. "if only someone could hold me right now...", you trailed off.

"ok, do you want me to help you or not?" he finally gives in, getting up to reach for his glasses. you win, as usual. you turn back to face him again with a smile as bright as sunshine, and despite all of the years you've been together, his heart still stops for a second. wow. okay, maybe he is obsessed with you, but he can't help it. you've clearly worked your magic on him, considering the fact that he's getting out of the bed for you when he has to be awake in a few hours. he goes to close the windows with a firm click, walking back to his side of bed.

"kei...since you're already up...", he looks back to see your guilty smile, an empty mug in your hands. "please? last thing, i swear." he give you a look that reads, "you're lucky i love you." (you know you're the luckiest person in the world.)

he takes your mug and you hear his quiet footsteps making their way to the kitchen. he comes back, handing you a mug full of warm water. once you take a sip, he takes the mug from you again, placing it on your nightstand.

"i poisoned that," he quips, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before finally lying down and snaking his arms around your waist, pulling you in closer to him. the only reason he hates getting out of bed is that he has to let go of you, but he doesn't need to say that. he's sure you already know.

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THWY DIDN'T GELT BACMK TOGETHER?×?÷?@2*!?+??!?+

➳ strange | psh.

non!idolsunghoon x fem!reader

“from strangers to friends, friends into lovers, and strangers again?”

synopsis: you and sunghoon find it difficult to see each other after a fresh breakup when you meet at the wedding of your two best friends.

warnings/content: written in third pov. heavy and pure angst. sunghoon sad hours. cursing (i think). not proofread.

comments, likes, and reposts are appreciated :)

word count: 4.2k

a/n: fictional characters — dae (jungwon’s boyfriend), min-su (heeseung’s girlfriend), and ji-woo (jake’s girlfriend).

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current song playing: strange by celeste

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

2:58 ──────────────|───── -1:18

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎..

the invitation appeared clear in front of y/n’s eyes. her gaze softened as she scanned through the paper. “finally sent it out,” she mumbled under her breath.

her face lit up for a second in excitement that her friend, min-su, was getting married; but once took a pause when she realized something.

𝐏𝐋𝐔𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄? ☐

the girl’s heart shattered at the two words. “plus one..,” she repeated in a soft scoff. “yeah right.”

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ — flashback

“sunghoon!” y/n giggled, feeling her boyfriend’s hands snake around her waist.

his loud, booming laugh echoed in the apartment as he flashed a wide grin. “i have to hold you there!” he yelled out, giving a hearty chuckle at her squirming figure.

“that tickles!”

she tried to push the hands away and sunghoon kept a firm grip where they laid. “come on, get used to it!” he murmured, trying to bring their bodies closer for the dance.

her heart quickly thumped, knees falling weak at his push for their chests to meet. “hoonie..,” she tried to whine, ignoring the fuming butterflies in her stomach.

“yeah, pretty?” he whispered in her ear, head leaning down to meet her height.

y/n felt a tickle in her throat, almost coughing at the flustering reaction he caused. she swiftly pushed him away, catching her breath once he let go with a soft smirk.

“baby, you know you’re gonna have to get used to it, right? we’re gonna be dancing for min-su and heeseung’s wedding soon.” hoon chuckled, loving the way her cheeks were so flush with pink.

“i know! but you’re very close to me.”

he laughed again before approaching closer. his finger flicked under her chin for a split second, smiling as he murmured, “that’s the whole point, y/n.”

the girl sighed before shoving his hands away. “you do it on purpose, idiot.” she rolled her eyes.

“no i don’t??” he loudly beamed, chortling out laughs afterward.

“sunghoon..,” she whined while nudging his arms.

“okay, okay, i won’t do it again! now can we please try one more time?”

she glanced up at her boyfriend who began giving a soft pout. a sigh escaped from her. she just can’t say no to that face.

her arms wrapped around his neck as his own fell to the waist again, fingers gripping tighter by the second.

his eyes peered into hers, getting completely lost into them as he started smiling like an idiot.

a smile crept onto his lips, unable to hide his longing desire to keep her in his arms like this while y/n returned back his charming grin.

her gaze attracted onto his and her face began to glow with a tinge of pink, blood rushing at the mere thought of having her lover boy near her.

the music was kept low in the background, almost drowning in their eyes as they slowly held each other in the dim-lit living room.

their foreheads bunked and they took in the sight of their perfect person.

everything about this was as memorable as one’s wedding day could be. nothing in the world mattered, but them, and they knew it.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

y/n’s eyes filled to the brim with tears, heart aching and chest tightening at the memory that ran through.

her breathing began getting heavy, and the only thing she could feel was her body in physical pain. her knees curled up to her chest and she lowered her head, drowning her tears to herself as she remained in the empty living room that was once lively.

the wedding was just in two days, but the breakup between her and sunghoon were still fresh.

granted, it had almost been two months since, but those two months were the hardest she’s ever had to endure. and with one of her best friends getting married, she couldn’t dare to put the news out there so soon.

y/n’s breath hitched, tears still flowing as she felt her world crash down. her head laid against her knees again, sniffling in hopes of pushing the pain away.

was it even possible to get through this without her other half?

she huffed out a sigh before finding her phone buzzing with texts.

jake’s girl 🫂:

are you excited, min-su??

AHHH

I AM

jungwon’s bae 🩶:

ME TOOOOOO

YOURE GONNA LOOK SO GOOD MIN-SU

hee’s fav 🤍:

STOPP

I CAN’T WAITTT

HEE AND I ARE SO EXCITED

as the group chat continued, y/n smiled to herself, heart healing at the excitement that surged through every text.

she wished she responded but her heart couldn’t recover from losing sunghoon.

✩ ‘say isn’t it strange?’ ✩

she sniffled again, hands shaking as she closed her phone and let tears run down her wet cheeks.

“i miss you, hoonie.” she whispered, heart shattering at her cracked words.

she wondered if the boy she loved was going through the same thing, or had moved on quicker than she imagined with how little contact they’ve had.

but what she didn’t know was that sunghoon was holding his knees up to his chest just like her, tears flowing down the exact same pace as he looked back on the photos he had. the photos he couldn’t dare to delete, even if he knew it was what was needed to move on.

his puffy lids drooped down a little more each time he scrolled, unlocking memories that were now filled with a stranger he once knew.

✩ ‘isn’t it strange?’ ✩

at times, he’d tilt his head and wear a soft smile he didn’t even know he had when finding pictures that defined them, defined their whole existence within each other.

how could he ever move on from the perfect girl he wanted to marry?

sunghoon quickly sniffled and shut his phone off, laying his head down next to his knees while mumbling, “i miss you, y/n.”

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

the awaited day had finally arrived.

everyone in the wedding gathered at the banquet hall, rushing to get everything in place.

y/n walked out of the room to grab her friends a few drinks, finding no harm in doing so. but she came to regret it after finding sunghoon firmly standing near the bar.

her heart was quick to drop and butterflies immediately gathered in her stomach. she gulped down the bundle of nerves that tempted to push out as his eyes finally fell on her.

she watched them soften for a second, and soon enough, the light reflected in his eyes and emphasized the tears that gathered around them.

the girl felt her chest tighten just like it did when they had agreed on breaking it off. feelings were quick to rush back and she almost couldn’t budge from the glued ground.

and that was when he walked up to her, getting a better view of his pretty girl in a cream colored dress, highlighting her body figure that he used to adore.

his heart rang for her as he tried to keep his composure, hands shoving into his pockets with a cleared throat added in.

“y/n…,” he weakly voiced. “you look beautiful.”

✩ ‘i am still me’ ✩

tears threatened to spill at that very moment but she choked it back in, though her glassy eyes still said more. “thank you, sunghoon.” she said with a shaken tone. “you look very handsome.”

✩ ‘you are still you’ ✩

her gaze fell to the suit he wore. handsome couldn’t even begin to describe him. he was still as gorgeous as ever, and it pained her that that was all she could say.

“you picked this suit out for me,” hoon murmured with a faint grin.

and almost instantly, he regretted his words because memories started to flashback for him, and her.

✩ ‘in the same place’ ✩

they were both quickly brought back to when he was debating on either suits and his person helped him choose, forced him to wear it, and teased him relentlessly on how handsome he’ll be at the wedding.

then he kissed her everywhere on the face, leaving littering pecks to show that he wouldn’t be looking good for anyone but her.

y/n softly gasped for air at the flooding memory, turning her head to hide the reddened eyes.

all the reasons to why they had to break up were suddenly gone. every single one vanishing in the air with their desire to cave in and hold each other again.

✩ ‘say isn’t it strange?’ ✩

“i should go,” she mumbled. “min-su’s waiting for me…,”

sunghoon didn’t say anything, only nodding and letting her leave in fear that he’d say something unplanned.

he watched her figure make its exit, eyes lingering for her to stay another second longer just to have her presence near.

but she didn’t, so he heavily sighed and walked away as well.

✩ ‘isn’t it strange?’ ✩

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

time was ticking and soon enough, the ceremony began.

y/n’s friend, min-su, walked down the aisle with tears in her eyes. her lips trembled and her heart stood in the right place in knowing she was marrying the man of her dreams.

y/n watched her slowly make her way as she stood by her two other friends, ji-woo and dae. her heart was almost heavy in this bittersweet moment she was experiencing.

she wanted nothing more than happiness for the soon-wedded couple, but she just couldn’t help and think about if her and sunghoon had really made it through this to be their wedding.

she quickly chewed on her lips, forcing herself out of that mindset as her friend finally reached to where heeseung was.

“please be seated,” the officiant spoke.

the ceremony continued on with faint flashbacks the bride and groom had of each other, earning giggles from the crowd. then there came the vows, and the rings exchange that melted everyone’s hearts.

“i do.” both min-su and heeseung firmly said, smiling with tears in their eyes.

“you may kiss the bride.”

and that was when hee quickly pulled his newly wedded wife into his arms, pressing a firm kiss for everyone to cheer for.

y/n quietly sobbed, clapping while ji-woo uttered, “they’re so perfect for each other.”

she softly laughed as she wiped her tears, glancing across the room and accidentally meeting eyes with the boy she loved.

his gaze had already fallen on her, and he couldn’t stop himself. he just couldn’t stop thinking about what it would’ve been like if they were still together and had arrived as a couple.

his heart ripped to shreds at the sight of her crying, bringing him back to when they broke up.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ — flashback

✩ ‘back to this room’ ✩

sunghoon had just arrived home after a long shift, drained from the used up energy he had to give.

he quickly sat onto the couch, sighing in relief of some peace and quiet.

y/n finally approached out of their shared room, walking toward with the same, exhausted expression he had on.

the two were growing out of the relationship with how busy they were, schedules never aligning and both always wanting time for themselves as introverts.

she sat near him, sighing in defeat of the realization she had. she didn’t want to let him go, she wasn’t ready.

but nothing could save the crumbling truth.

“sunghoon..,” she whispered, laying her attention on the tired boy who had his eyes closed.

“hm?”

“can we talk?”

his eyes instantly shot open and his body shook itself awake once he realized she was serious.

“yeah,” he cleared his throat, furrowing his brows and uttering, “what about?”

but he knew what it was about.

✩ ‘what could i do?’ ✩

she hesitated for a second, hands trembling and heart standing fragile. “our relationship…,” she said. “we’re both getting really busy..,”

she stopped, voice cracking within each second. her mouth opened to speak but sunghoon’s shuffling made her go mute.

he sat up with his eyes shut. “i know we are, and i know we might not make it but, please…,” he pushed himself closer to her, hands firmly holding her cheeks. “i can’t let you walk away from this, from us. we were almost there.”

✩ ‘i touch your head’ ✩

tears streamed down his face now and the area around his eyes reddened, which y/n reflected.

“we were, hoonie.” she confirmed with a weak voice. “i wanted us to last for so long.. you’re my everything, you know that but..,”

she couldn’t bring herself to say it, so he did.

“but we have to break up.”

✩ ‘to pull your thoughts into my hand’ ✩

the two immediately broke down once the harsh reality hit them.

y/n clung to his chest, arms wrapping around tightly to remember how it’d be like hugging him when they separated.

“this is unfair,” she sobbed. “we were so close, sunghoon, so close.”

the male’s heart tightened at her words as he cried into her shoulder, wetting her hair with tears. he couldn’t bring himself to say anything, scared that anything else would force him further to see that they were done.

so y/n kept quiet too, letting their mixed cries echo in the living room that was once filled with joyous laughter from their practice dance nights.

they clung onto each other just a little longer, and perhaps also clung onto their little fragment of hope until one of them pulled away.

it was unclear of who it was with how much they lingered to stay that way forever, but they were now separated, and what’d seem like forever was now never.

sunghoon’s hand cupped one side of her cheek, holding her face for one last look in the most beautiful girl he’ll ever meet.

“i love you, y/n.” he sniffled, thumb rubbing away the tears.

she whimpered out a few more cries, heart stabbing at his sentence that’d linger in her ears forever. “i love you too, sunghoon, always will.” her hand reached over the one that held her cheek, grasping it to hold what she’d soon be losing.

“you’ll forever be my favorite person, nothing can change that.” his deep voice muttered, lips frowning as he continued, “i still want to fight for us and i still want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

hoon pulled her in for a soft kiss on the forehead, holding himself against her skin longer than usual to savor his last moments with her.

“i know life is against us right now, so i can only hope that we’ll come back together again when the time is right.” he confirmed with a sniffle. “when the time no longer separates us from each other.”

y/n but her lips and sobbed, eyes glistening with tears as she nodded her head. she knew though that it was just a lie, they both did, but it was what they needed to soften the blow.

“you’re the love my life, how am i gonna go on?” she said, feeling her mind go numb at the mere though of continuing on without him.

“hey, hey,” sunghoon quickly cooed, bringing her in for another hug. her head snuggled against his chest as he uttered, “you’re strong, gorgeous. you always are, and you can live without me so easily.”

he softly chuckled when she continued to cry in his comforting embrace. “you’re my independent girl, that’s what i’ll always love about you. you’ll continue on and do great things without me, just don’t forget me, okay?”

his joke only made her sob harder, along with a faint hit to the arm, making him laugh and whisper under his breath—“that’s my girl.”

so they held on a little longer, hands tightly grasped around each other while still holding onto the tiny hope of them together again.

✩ ‘but now i can’t’ ✩

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

“hey?” jake snapped to him. “you okay, bro?”

sunghoon quickly shook his head, bringing himself back to the present where the reception would be starting soon.

“i’m good, yeah.” he confirmed, hiding away the tears.

his friend chuckled before patting him on the back. “okay well, grab your girlfriend, we gotta go in before the new couple comes in and we miss it.”

hoon nodded, heart shattering at the term—‘girlfriend’ though still walking away. he searched for y/n, trying to find her so there were no suspicions but she was nowhere to be found.

he sighed before walking into the reception, eyes still scanning for her. and just when he was about to give up, he found her already sitting at a table where his seat wasn’t assigned.

his brows furrowed from the distance and he was close to approaching her when jay had stopped him.

“can you believe our hyung is married now?” he laughed. “i’d never imagine it’d come so soon.”

“best believe it, jay. one down, six to go.” jake chuckled, flinging an arm around sunghoon.

“i’m next.” the shorter males eyes flickered to his girlfriend, ji-woo and he instantly smiled. “yeah, i’m definitely next.”

the others finally approached and jungwon laughed. “nice try, hyung, but it’s dae and i next.” he murmured, attention flashing to his partner who had his brows raising.

the two softly bickered on who’d be next, causing sunoo to utter—“are you guys forgetting sunghoon and y/n? what if they get married first before you guys?”

the six members lingered their gaze onto the said boy who awkwardly stood and laughed. “oh yeah.., i don’t know though, i don’t think we’re ready for that yet.” he tried to excuse.

“yeah right, i saw this guy in a ring store months ago! he’s definitely proposing soon,” ni-ki snorted with a head shake.

hoon froze for a second before denying, trying to break the attention away from him while ignoring the tightened chest.

✩ ‘what did we lose?’ ✩

as the rest of the members continued, he turned his gaze to y/n who was now talking to her friends.

“i can’t believe our girl got married,” ji-woo huffed, still wiping away the happy tears.

“told you she’d be the first to get married,” y/n joked.

the three bursted into giggles as dae said, “well that was to be expected, who else would it be?”

dae and y/n immediately turned to ji-woo, who gasped and playfully rolled her eyes. “alright… why are you guys targeting me?”

“it’s definitely you and jake next.”

“and then you and jungwon!” y/n added in.

“then you and sunghoon!”

the girl laughed, trying to hide the awkwardness in her tone as she only nodded.

“by the way.. are you guys okay?” ji-woo mumbled.

y/n whipped her head at her. “what??”

“well just asking… you guys haven’t been as affectionate as we thought you guys would..,” she replied back.

dae nodded in agreement. “in fact, we haven’t seen you guys near each other today at all. did you guys get into an argument again?”

he furrowed his brows toward the girl who only forced a smile. “no, we’re okay, i swear! we just.. agreed not to be too affectionate since it’s min-su and heeseung’s special day!”

“girl, are you sure because you guys have been really distant.”

“i’m sure,” she falsely confirmed. “sunghoon and i are doing great.”

the words left a sour taste in her mouth as she puckered her lips together, not wanting to ruin her friends day. eventually, she convinced the two who began giving in.

before they could say more, the announcer had suddenly yelled out—“ladies and gentlemen, for the first time as a newly wedded couple, heeseung and min-su!”

the two came out and cheers were quick to fill the room as they walked through with huge smiles plastered across their faces.

y/n’s heart lightened as she watched her two friends smear cake frosting against each other. her eyes softened at the sight and everything was forgotten for a second.

then the couple had their first dance, where ‘can’t help falling in love with you’ played in a soft melody, melting everyone who watched min-su and heeseung bunk their heads against one another.

she loved the view in front of her as she happily watched, gaze too fixated on them to notice that sunghoon wasn’t watching them, but her.

✩ ‘you look at me’ ✩

he observed how she admired the wedded couple, how her eyes began to sparkle with tears, and how she wasn’t even aware that his longing gaze remained on her.

he could fall in love with her all over again.

when the couple shifted from the center just a little, y/n followed and finally let her attention fall onto him.

✩ ‘i look at you’ ✩

her heart picked up on the rapid pace that was setting off and they let their eyes lock before she looked away, not wanting to experience another ache in her body.

✩ ‘with nothing to say’ ✩

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

as the night continued, the married couple soon left to their honeymoon, leaving the rest to maintain their fun at the reception.

when a slow song began to play, y/n’s friends left to dance with their partners, leaving her alone.

she watched for a split second, dear admiration in her eyes for the two couples not too far from her.

ji-woo locked her arms around jake’s neck as he held her close by the waist, whispering sweet nothings in her ear that’d earn giggles in return. then he smiled and pulled her in closer for a sweet kiss.

dae and jungwon were in the same position but the taller male was staring down at his boy with a mischievous grin. then they both murmured something y/n couldn’t hear and next thing, won’s hands are holding him closer by the waist.

the girl almost gagged, but still grinned at her happy friends, wishing she could experience that with her special someone. her gaze fell down, remembering how her and sunghoon had practiced for that exact moment in the wedding.

✩ ‘if i could’ ✩

her lips trembled and tears pooled in her eyes but she pushed them away before smiling to herself, looking back at the faded memories.

✩ ‘i’d pull your strings for one more dance’ ✩

she remained lost in her thoughts, unaware of a figure in front of her when a cleared throat caught her attention. she glanced up and her heartbeats were suddenly the only thing she could hear.

sunghoon stood with a hand reached out, brows softly raised and lips slightly curled.

“i owe you a dance,” he uttered.

her heart throbbed quicker and she almost jumped to her feet, but she stopped. “sunghoon..,” she chewed her lips.

“just one dance.”

a sigh left her and she soon stood without thinking, taking grasp of the hands that perfectly molded with hers.

after reaching the dance floor, her arms snaked around his neck like it was natural and he beamed a quiet smile. his arms wrapped at her waist, keeping the grip light as he stared into her eyes.

y/n pulled him down closer, hands giving soft strokes in his hair just like when they were together.

✩ ‘from strangers to friends’ ✩

sunghoon breathed in this moment, taking in how it felt like nothing’s changed between them. his fingers dug into her dress a little more as he leaned in to bunk their heads together.

both of their eyes shut, noses grazing against each others with every slow inch they took. but they stopped, leaning away when they realized their lips were about to touch.

y/n shamed her head down and sunghoon gulped away the lump in his throat, both regretting their decision.

the girl soon laid her head against his chest, and he nuzzled his chin on top of her. she felt his heart begin syncing up with hers, rhythms pounding to prove that they still belonged to each other.

she savored every possible second of this, missing how she fell perfectly into his arms. everything felt right with him in her world.

✩ ‘friends into lovers’ ✩

tears welled in her eyes as she quickly sniffled, burying herself deeper into his comforting hold.

if for even one second, one or the other pulls away, she’d come to realize that he’d still remain a stranger with memories even after this slow dance.

“so what now?” y/n shakily mumbled against his warm chest.

sunghoon softly sighed, allowing her to feel it as he replied, “let’s just.. enjoy each other’s company for now.”

he paused, gulping down the pained cries in his throat when saying, “just before we have to actually let go.”

he felt the girl he loved sigh, knowing he was right.

“okay, hoon, one last dance before we leave this behind.”

✩ ‘and strangers again?’ ✩

she pulled away and glanced up at him with a forced grin plastered on. the male reflected it back as he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss against her forehead.

the two shut their eyes at the contact, tears flowing down. they were quickly pulled into the same position as before, where her head laid against his chest and his chin muzzled on top of it to hide their muffling cries.

“one last dance, gorgeous.”

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a/n: i cant lie, i wrote this as someone who’s heavily sleep deprived. i will proofread this sometime later.. also someone let me know if it turned out okay bc my brain started to rot towards the end

damn, I also actually need a Sim Jaeyun to smooch me rn 💔

lipbalm ━━ ( sjy ) .

synopsis: a kiss to change your mind 🥥 warnings! skinship ͏͏͏ ͏͏͏ © jjunae

'are you listening?,' jake whined, prodding your arm with his toe. you both were in your dorm, you at your desk (attempting to study), while jake lay sprawled out on your bed. truth be told, the entire situation that was unraveling was your fault. you'd promised him a date, but instead, made him wait while you finished last-minute assignments.

'yes jake, i'm listening,' you murmured, flipping over the pages of your answer-sheets.

'when are we going to leave?,' he grumbled, sitting up straight with a jump.

'just a few more minutes, baby,' you soothingly said, to which he groaned loudly.

'you said that 30 minutes ago! i really think you need a break. we should go out, get some ice cream, walk around, and then you can come back and finish whatever's left,' he suggested, and you sighed, twirling the pencil to-and-fro between your fingers.

'i only have one question remaining, just give me a minute, yeah?,' you assured, but he shook his head.

'yn, it's obvious you're not getting any work done. you look overwhelmed, let's go out,' he said, as he slid off your bed, and tugged at your hand.

'babe, i'm literally-,' you tried, but stopped midway as you felt his lips smashed against yours. foul move, you thought, since he knew well that you were a sucker for his smooches. the taste of his lips made you fondly remember his excitement when he showed you his squirtle-shaped lipbalm, leading to a smile spreading across your face.

'get up, we're leaving,' he announced after quickly pulling away, efficiently dragging you from your seat, all the while a goofy smile lingered on your face.

'yeah... yeah okay, let's go.'

I KNEW I SHOULD'VE STAYED CURIOUS

✴︎ THE MONSTER’s GONE, HE’S ON THE RUN, AND YOUR BOYFRIEND’s HERE.

pairing. lee heeseung x fem!reader

genre. established relationship, zombie apocalypse au, ANGST, fluff then and there, high sch!au (they’re seniors), mentions of dying and being bitten

synopsis. when it comes down to it, will lee heeseung protect you like he had promised in the beginning of your relationship?

author’s note. This one is a long one and I lwk felt my heart being ripped apart as I finished the ending 🙁 the scene where he sings to her is based off of the scene from “Beautiful Boy” where Nick’s father sings to him. I kind of envisioned Y/n and Heeseung as Cheongsan and On-jo so do whatever you want with this information!

Lee Heeseung was the perfect boyfriend. He was athletic, tall, and most importantly of all, loving. He wasn’t afraid to show you how much he cared about your relationship.

Being the captain of the hockey team came with a lot of perks. For one, no one was able to yell at him for always giving oogly eyes at you during practice, and no one dared say a word when Heeseung would stop in the middle of his laps to talk to you.

“It’s pretty cold, isn’t it?” Ha Kyungmi, the girlfriend of your cousin and Heeseung’s friend, Sunghoon, perched herself right next to you in the stands.

“Heeseung gave me his jersey.”

Kyungmi smirks, letting her hands feel the material of the jersey you have on. “You lucky bitch!” She says, making you giggle. “Heeseung’s never lent someone his jersey before, that’s how you know he’s serious.”

“That’s good to know,” your eyes look back into the ice, seeing your boyfriend and Sunghoon competing to see who was the fastest.

“You hear that breakout that’s been happening in Busan?” Kyungmi digs in her sweater pockets, pulling out her phone. “It’s reaching Seoul. My mom told me about it yesterday.”

You read over the article that Kyungmi shows you on her phone, something about a deadly outbreak that’s been contaminating the people of Korea. It had started in Busan, and it was making its way to Seoul now.

“Hey!” The voice of your boyfriend makes you snap out of your daze. Heeseung makes his way towards you along with Sunghoon, pulling off their skates as they tossed it against the wall.

“You look pretty,” Heeseung leans in to give your cheek a sloppy kiss, one that has Sunghoon pretending to gag at. “What are you gagging at Hoon? As if that’s not you and your girlfriend all the time.”

Sunghoon raises his hand in mock surrender, interlocking his hand with Kyungmi. “It’s weird seeing you kiss my cousin dude!” He says. “We’re gonna go to the cafeteria if you guys want to meet us there later.”

You glance at your phone, realizing there was only 15 minutes of lunch left.

“Sure, we’ll meet you there man.” Heeseung gives Sunghoon a pat on the back before intertwining his hand with yours, pulling you closer to him despite already being in close proximity.”

“Were you cold?” He asks, concerned bambi eyes making you bite your lip.

“No I wasn’t Seungie.” You lean your head on his shoulder, his thumb rubbing your fingers as the two of you stayed in silence for a bit. “We should probably meet with Sunghoon and Kyungmi before lunch ends.”

“Yeah.” The two of you stand up, making your way out of the ice rink. Thankfully for your growling stomach, your school’s cafeteria was only a few meters away.

“There they are!” Kyungmi waves the two of you over, “I told you buying 2 extra sandwiches was a good idea!”

“Okay okay, sorry baby.” Sunghoon says. “Took you guys forever.”

“It was 5 minutes Hoon,” Heeseung rolls his eyes, thanking Kyungmi as she passed you two your sandwiches. “I really don’t want to go to Ms. Jung’s class. She’ll be the death of me.”

Suddenly, there’s a scream, one that is so horrid that it makes your boyfriend drop the glass cup of orange juice he was holding.

“What’s happening?!” Heeseung says, standing up immediately. He wraps his arm around your waist, eyes widening when he sees students panicking all around.

“Quick, Mr. Jeon’s class is nearby!” Sunghoon pulls the three of you towards a classroom. Inside was about 10 other students, whom of which looked like they were on high alert.

“Yah,” one of the guys said, suddenly standing up. You recognize him as Yoo Hanbin, one of your classmates from biology during your tenth year. “Are you guys bitten? Show us your neck and arms.”

“Bitten?” Heeseung scoffs, pulling you closer to him.

“They don’t know what’s happening Hanbin.” One of his friends says calmly. “They’re probably just scared like us. Close the door, hurry.”

Hanbin snarls, but he obliges. He ushers the four of you in, closing the door in a rush. He then places the teacher’s large wooden desk against it with the help of the other students.

“What’s going on?” Kyungmi asks, flinching when a sudden bang comes from the door.

“Quick! Move more desks!” Despite not knowing what the hell was happening, you helped Hanbin and the others place all the desks against Mr. Jeon’s room.

“There’s an apocalypse,” Hanbin’s friend answers after you all catch your breath. “Haruto.” He introduces himself after.

“Apocalypse?” Heeseung’s grip on your hand is suddenly tighter. “What? You mean like a zombie apocalypse Haruto?”

“I didn’t believe it either,” Hanbin slides his body down against the wall tiredly, lifting up his sleeves to show you his arm. “At first.”

It was bloody and looked like it hurt badly.

“I was in the piano room when it happened. Seolhee’s cries were all I could hear before I heard them. Their growls.” Hanbin shakes his head, looking down at the ground. “I tried saving her—but I couldn’t. One of them tried to bite me before I slashed them across the face with the piano chair. I ran so fast that I fell on the way to Mr. Jeon’s room, that’s where the cut came from.”

You can’t help but send the poor boy a look of pity, feeling overwhelmed by the sudden information.

“Is this about the outbreak?” Kyungmi suddenly speaks up. “The one we read about, remember Y/N? Is it the one from Busan causing all of this?”

Haruto solemnly nods, and that’s enough for you to let out a small cry.

Heeseung wraps his arms around you, letting you bury your head into his chest. “Sh, it’s alright.”

But it wasn’t.

You and Heeseung huddle up together against one of the corners of the room alongside Kyungmi and Sunghoon, trying to generate as much heat as possible.

With the whole city in ruins by now, you knew electricity would be gone soon, you just hoped it would be gone in the morning instead of night.

“We’re almost out of water.” Haruto says, getting up suddenly. One of the girls, who you recognize as Ryujin gets up with him.

If you weren’t stuck in a zombie apocalypse, you would’ve gushed over how much they complimented one another. Ryujin was the star tennis player who looked like she hated everybody, but the way she looks at Haruto showed that she more than tolerated him.

“You seriously aren’t thinking..?” Ryujin pulls Haruto back by his arm. “You can’t go by yourself to get water!”

“I’ll go with him.”

For all the years you’ve known Sunghoon, he’s never been as brave as he was now. You could tell Kyungmi was scared out of her mind, grabbing onto his hand as her lips quivered.

“It’s too dangerous! We’ll live without water for now!”

“Don’t be ridiculous baby,” Sunghoon gives her a comforting glance. “Me and Haruto will go, we’ll come back soon.”

“If he’s going, I’m going too.” The emotions Ha Kyungmi felt earlier now transferred to you. You shake your head, not letting Lee Heeseung’s hand fall from yours. “Y/N, please. Sunghoon’s my best friend, I have to.”

But I’m your girlfriend, you wanted to say.

As much as it hurt you, you knew you had to let Heeseung go. The risks were high, but you knew the rest of your classmates were thirsty to death and needed water as soon as possible. You couldn’t be selfish and beg your boyfriend to stay in front of all of them.

“Be safe.” You say, standing up to cup Heeseung’s face. “Please. Protect yourself first.”

He nods, wiping away the tears that escaped your eyes.

“Promise me, Heeseung.” You whisper.

“I promise.”

You let go of Heeseung reluctantly, watching as him, Sunghoon, and Haruto all slowly push aside the desks, opening the door as slowly as possible.

The growls were less prominent than they were a few hours earlier. You didn’t even want to look through the window to see how many zombies were downstairs at your school’s entrance.

As soon as they’re gone, a boy comes and sits himself right next to Kyungmi and you, giving a small smile.

“You okay Kyung?”

You find it weird how close he’s being with Kyungmi, and even weirder that he waited till Sunghoon had left.

“I’m fine Eunwoo,” Kyungmi replies, slouching against the wall. “Are you okay?”

You turn your head back around, not wanting to eavesdrop on your friend. You prayed and prayed that Heeseung would be kept safe when he was going to get water. You knew where the boys were going—Mrs Ahn’s room. She was the only teacher who kept giant packs of water bottles in her class for students who were thirsty. You hoped Mrs. Ahn was still alive.

“They’re going to Mrs. Ahn, aren’t they?” Ryujin asks, sitting herself next to you.

“They are.” You turn to make eye contact with her, surprised to see a purple bruise near her eye. “What happened to you?”

“Zombies.” She grins, although she knows it’s no time for jokes. “I only made a fuss earlier because Haruto was the one who saved me. Despite being quiet, he really knows how to fight off zombies.”

“Hey,” you get closer to her, almost whispering now. “What do you know about Eunwoo over there?”

Ryujin raises her eyebrows, placing her sight on Eunwoo who was talking to Kyungmi up close. “Has had a crush on Ha Kyungmi for over a year now. I see them sometimes.”

Your eyebrows furrow, not expecting such a response. Before you could say anything back, Heeseung and Haruto quickly rush into the room, slamming the desks back onto the door.

“Seungie?” You and Ryujin rush over to help them. They had 2 packs of waters in their hands, letting it drop on the ground along with their knees as they tried to catch their breath.

“I—I—” Heeseung seems choked up, his eyes teary and red. “I tried to help him—I really did.”

Your jaw practically drops knowing full well what Heeseung was implying. Park Sunghoon was nowhere to be found, not behind him, not behind Haruto.

“They came so quickly, we panicked and we just ran and I—” Haruto is unable to finish his sentence when you let out a scream, your body scumming to the floor.

“My cousin’s dead?” You sob out, clutching onto Heeseung’s bloody blazer when he comes down to hug you.

“I can’t believe it,” Kyungmi’s mouth goes dry and she turns over to hug Eunwoo, who rubs her back comfortingly.

You’re too distraught to even question why she was in another guy’s arms right after your cousin, her own boyfriend, just died.

“I’m sorry,” Heeseung repeats over and over again, letting you cry into his shoulder.

“It’s not your fault,” you sniffle. “Tell me he died a quick death. Tell me it wasn’t painful for him Hee.”

“He fell out the window,” Heeseung says, a few tears escape his eyes. “They backed us up into a wall and Sunghoon fell out an open window. We heard a loud slam and when we looked, he was already dead.”

You sob even louder, making Heeseung’s hold on you tighten.

When you finally catch your breath and pull away, you notice how Heeseung has scratches all over his face.

“Oh Seung,” you say, tracing your fingers over them. “It must really hurt.”

“It feels fine when I’m with you.”

The both of you lean against the cushion that’s propped against the bookshelf in Mr. Jeon’s room, your head laying against Heeseung’s shoulder as you both hold each other’s hands tightly. You felt like Heeseung would disappear if your grip loosened.

“Your lip,” Heeseung suddenly says, letting his index finger touch your lips, which were chapped and bleeding.

“It’s fine,” you brush him off, but he shakes his head, reaching into his pocket for something.

“Here, I have your chapstick.” He pulls out your strawberry flavored chapstick, the one that you always bought before the apocalypse had happened.

“Where’d you get this?” You breathe out.

“I always keep a spare one in my pockets because I know you,” Heeseung smiles down at his lap. “I knew it would come in handy.”

Your eyes softened at his words, one hand coming to hold his chin as you lean in to give him a long kiss.

“Thank you Seungie,” you say as you pulled away. “For everything.”

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You suddenly jolt up from your sleep, face covered in cold sweat.

“Hey, hey, everything’s okay.” Heeseung whispers to you.

You take in your surroundings, making out Hanbin and Haruto’s figures guarding the doors and the rest of the students in the class asleep.

You had your head on Heeseung’s lap, your body sprawled along the cold tiled floor of Mr. Jeon’s class.

“How long have I been out?” You ask groggily, trying to squint at the dark clock on the wall.

“Just two hours.” Heeseung sighs. “The growling stopped for a bit. It’s eleven now. You should sleep more.”

You shake your head, disagreeing. “No Seung, you should sleep. I could watch over for a bit with Hanbin and Haruto.”

Heeseung bites his lip, almost as if he was really debating whether or not he should be sleeping right now.

“Seung, please. You need your energy.”

Heeseung agrees hesitantly, letting you switch places so now his head was on your lap.

“Goodnight Hee.” You say, placing a tender kiss on his forehead.

He smiles back at you, closing his eyes as he let sleep consume him.

Your eyes search around the room, focusing on Kyungmi and Eunwoo sleeping on one another.

Before you were too distraught to care about them two, but now that everything was calm, you really took in the situation.

Ryujin’s words rang in your ear like a mantra. Eunwoo liked Kyungmi for over a year now.

Does that mean.. ?

No, it couldn’t. You knew Ha Kyungmi. She was a sweet girl to you for the most part, she wouldn’t do that to your cousin.

Would she?

“They’re here.” You hear Hanbin whispering. His voice was filled with dread and fear, and your worst suspicions were true.

The zombies had reached your classroom.

“EVERYBODY! UP!” Haruto yells, clumsily turning on the small light that was still working in the room. “WE HAVE TO MOVE! QUICK!”

Heeseung wakes up with a grunt, his arms automatically reaching for your waist as if it was a natural reflex.

“They’re here?” He asks, squinting a bit at the bright light.

“Yes, let’s wake the others.”

You two start tapping your classmates awake.

“There’s a window we can climb out of.” Hanbin points at the window that was half covered by the cushion you and Heeseung had laid on earlier. “It’s not a big drop so we’ll survive it. It’s our only escape.”

Your classmates all start talking at once, some unsure of Hanbin’s plan.

“We don’t have much time!” Ryujin exclaims. “Quick! Climb out!”

A few of your classmates help each other get out of the window carefully, cheering silently when it works successfully.

“I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to hold them off.” Haruto says, the desks being pushed out by the bangs of the zombies on the door.

“Kyungmi! Let’s go!” Eunwoo grabs the girl’s hand, pulling her towards the window.

“Eunwoo—but—Y/N?!” She turns to face you, who was currently helping the boys hold the door against the zombies. “Y/N!”

“Just go Kyungmi!” You yell, watching as Eunwoo helps her get out first.

“We’re going to have to let go and make a swift run for it,” Hanbin says to the three of you. “A broken arm or leg will be better than dying at the hands of these creatures.”

Haruto closes his eyes, nodding slowly at his friend’s words. “On a count of three.”

“One.”

“Two.”

“Three!”

The four of you let go, the zombies automatically piling into the room as soon as you do.

Haruto and Hanbin are quick, climbing out and jumping onto the ground in a swift second.

“Cmon Heeseung! Y/N!”

Heeseung climbs out first, foot barely making it out the window before one of the zombies have got you.

“Y/N!” He screams, hands gripping onto the window as he tries to reach for you.

“Heeseung! It’s not worth it!” Kyungmi shouts, “they’ve already got her, she’s gonna die anyway, it’s not worth it.”

Heeseung’s vision goes red at this. “I don’t fucking care Kyungmi! Unlike you, I actually love my girlfriend to death and would do anything for her!”

His words have her cowering in embarrassment, Eunwoo wrapping a protective arm around her.

“Yah you fucker!” Eunwoo yells. “You want to be with your girlfriend so badly? Then die!”

He and Kyungmi run off to find shelter, the only two who were left were Hanbin and Haruto.

They were silently begging Heeseung to drop it with their eyes, telling them that it wasn’t worth it.

“Cmon Heeseung man,” Haruto says croakily. “You’ll die.”

“Then I’ll die with her.” Heeseung whispers. He watches as one of the zombies bite you, making you scream out in pain.

The zombies all make their way to another classroom when they realize you’re the only one, and since you’ve already been bitten, you were no longer desirable to them.

Despite knowing he would most likely die if he did it, Heeseung climbs back into the room, pulling you into his arms as he did many times before.

“Hey, hey.” He chokes up as he pulls you closer. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s—okay.” You reassure him, eyes slowly turning red as your twitching hands come up to touch his jaw. “Will you sing to me Heeseung?”

You had always joked before that Heeseung would become a famous singer in the future, his beautiful voice entrancing you whenever he’d sing or hum a song.

“Of course.” He gulps, eyes becoming blurry from the tears as each second pasts.

“The monster’s gone, he’s on the run, and your boyfriend’s here.” Heeseung’s lips tremble, unable to hold in his emotions any longer. “Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful girl.”

He holds you in his arms despite your twitching body, knowing any second you would turn into one of them. He watches as the light from your eyes disappear, and your skin turns green and veiny.

Lee Heeseung doesn’t cry a lot. He believed that crying wasn’t going to fix anything.

But as he watched the Y/N he loved disappear from his arms despite being physically there, he sobs and sobs. Despite knowing it won’t do anything, he pulls your body onto his, hands on the back of your head as he begs the world to silently bring you back.

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❣︎ ⎯⎯ under a shared umbrella .

PAIRING ! park sunghoon x reader // GENRE ! fluff // WC. ! 0.4k

PROMPT(S) ! 25. sharing an umbrella ;; 29. nudging them to show they are right beside them // requested by a lovely anon <3 // 2k followers event

A/N. ! i’m back with another drabble already ahhsjjs idk how some of y’all upload sm so consistently sjsjsj but yes anyways enjoy this y’all, it was a rlly fun one to write <3

under the chilliness of the wet air, and enjoying the quietness of the empty park, sunghoon stood, waiting for you with an umbrella in hand as he held it over his body to keep himself dry.

and suddenly, he felt a heavy knock to his side.

“hi,” you said innocently with a wide and playful smile on your lips. “have you been waiting for a long time?”

he just looked at you, admiring you with love in his eyes and a small smile on his lips before he used them to capture your own.

not expecting the sudden loving contact, your shoulders tensed up for a moment and your eyes widened just slightly before relaxing under his touch.

he was missing you so much and it was driving him crazy, and so with your lips finally on his, he put his occupied arm down, lowering the umbrella and dropping it on the ground before he wrapped his hand around your waist, pulling you into him.

raindrops hit the top of your heads and your arms, wetting your skin, but neither of you gave a care to the world; you just enjoyed the moment. society may find this kind of scene cliché or cheesy, but you two cherished the moment—basked in it—only pulling each other closer.

it was only after a few moments that the cold snapped sunghoon back to reality, removing him from euphoria with you as soon as he pulled away a few inches.

his eyes were still on your lips, and you stared at him confused, wondering why he pulled back.

“we should go,” he whispered.

“why?” you responded softly, staring at his lips too.

he pressed his forehead onto yours, replying, “as much as i love this romantic atmosphere, it’s cold out here, and i don’t want you getting sick.”

your eyes crinkled as a smile reached your lips, and you complied with a single nod.

sunghoon then knelt down slightly, picking up the umbrella before holding it over you both (but mostly over you if anything).

you wrapped your arm around his, sharing warmth with one another after now understanding what he meant when he mentioned the cold.

and with that, you two began walking, with each step, returning closer to the bustling city where you two resided.

excitement grew within sunghoon’s chest, as he couldn’t wait to get you home and get right back to where you two left off.

A/N. hope you guys enjoyed, thanks for reading ^_^ <3

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genre: fluff a/n: making a comeback from my 4 month long hiatus >:) oh how i missed this blog :( i haven’t written anything in a while so i apologize if this is a little mediocre (ᴗ_ ᴗ。) reminder: if you have any requests, i encourage you to leave them in my inbox bc am currently brain dead atm (but no pressure ofc ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻) )

heeseung ´ˎ˗

↳ poor hee had the misfortune of waking up to you not being there, so he went off to find you. you were in the bathroom getting ready for the day, when heeseung came in and lazily clung onto you. you smiled to yourself and continued on with your routine as you normally would. once you were finished, you turned around to a very sleepy heeseung, who had a tiny smile on his face. "hi hee~" you brushed the hairs out of his eyes. "hi honey," he hummed, "you look really cute wearing my hoodie." you looked down then back up, "really?" "mhm, you look so tiny." he giggled as he placed a soft peck to your forehead, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck right after. for the rest of the day, he'll just randomly bring up the fact that you were wearing his hoodie and tease you for it, but then he'll compliment you because he is whipped <3 btw, i love you hee :(

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jay ´ˎ˗

↳ jay had given you his jacket one night after you came over, and it had been vibing in your wardrobe ever since. you had a shopping date with him today, and so you went into your closet and pulled out jay's your jacket. when you met up with him at the mall, he too wouldn't notice the jacket, but he'd still compliment you on how gorgeous you looked. it wasn't until you both were in the food court for a short break when he would finally realize it. "y/n is that my jacket?" you furrowed your eyebrows and looked down, "i think so." you softly chuckled. "i was looking for that everywhere! you look beautiful wearing my clothes." you got shy and covered your face, but your boyfriend wasn't done embarrassing you yet, "you know, you should wear my clothes more often. in fact, keep that jacket, i'll just buy another one so we can match." ever since then, jay would "accidentally" leave his clothes at your place whenever he'd come over, you know, just in case he forgets his clothes the next time he comes over <3 which is impossible since his entire closet was basically at your house now and if that wasn't enough, he'd give you some to take whenever you'd came over. and yes, you do have matching clothes.

jake ´ˎ˗

↳ staying the weekend over at jake's, you decided to get ready for bed after a long night of playing video games. however, you forgot your pjs at home, which you mentally slapped yourself for. you decided to borrow some of your boyfriend's clothes-- you went into jake's closet and grabbed a shirt and sweats, before heading back into the bathroom to change. returning to bedroom, jake was already cozy in bed on his phone, that changed once you got in with him. he tossed his phone aside and immediately cuddled you close to him. that's when he noticed how your clothes looked just like his. "y/n, either we have the same shirt, or that's mine?" "it is yours, silly. i'm just borrowing it for the night. your sweatpants too." he would just shrug it off and cuddle closer to you, and tighter. like trust me, he's not gonna let you go for the rest of the night, REGARDLESS OF ANYTHING. too hot? he probably is too, but he's still gonna hold you close. need to use the restroom? simply, no <3 (you get the point) he just goes full-on clingy mode-- tbh he's always clingy like i've stated before, but you in his clothes just triggers something in him OkAy?

sunghoon ´ˎ˗

↳ what started off as just a movie date between you two, was now a group rendezvous since the others decided to crash. you guys had finished the movie a while ago, but the others still wanted to keep the night going. and so, here you guys were singing karaoke. everyone else had gotten up and began singing and dancing along to some song, while you and sunghoon watched amusingly at the chaotic scene, before you got up discreetly to sunghoon's room. your boyfriend didn't notice that you had left, too reveled in the silliness of his members. you came back and made yourself comfy in your old spot in his arms. he turned to look at you, immediately noticing the new piece of clothing you had put on. "well well well," he softly tugged on the hoodie, "y/n's a thief. how dare you steal my clothes." "i was cold, hoon." "really? or are you just that in love with me? ah~~ such a simp for me." yeah expect to get teased in all sorts of ways for the rest of the night. but also brace yourself for how clingy he's gonna be after the others were gone, and yes, you do use that to tease him cause two can play at that game >:)

sunoo ´ˎ˗

↳ it was a windy day when you and sunoo decided to go to the park. he informed you that it was going to be cold, and reminded you to wear a jacket. and of course, you didn't. before leaving, sunoo asked you one last time, and you again said you didn’t need it. yeah, in hindsight, you should’ve listened to him, because you were indeed cold. but being the stubborn one you are, you refused to show that you were freezing, and would deny it whenever he would ask too. you two were sitting on a bench, when you were suddenly hit with an extremely cold breeze that caused you to slightly shiver. you had done a good job at pretending so far, but you could no longer fake it. sunoo let out a sigh, "i told you it was gonna be cold, now didn’t i?" "i didn't know it was gonna be that cold." you asserted. there was a brief silence between you both, until you heard the sound of sunoo rustling besides you-- he took off his coat and wrapped it around your shoulders. "wait- sunoo- what about-" "don't worry about me, i'll be fine." "but, won't you get cold?" sunoo smiled at your concern for his well being, he patted your head assuringly. "it's ok, you need it more. but next time, please bring a jacket when i ask you to." the two of you sat there on the bench for while, talking about whatever topic got dragged into the conversation. the entire time, sunoo would visibly blush at the sight of you in his coat, the way it hung loosely around your figure, how small it made you look, and just how cute you looked in general. he would even giggle out of no where which confused you. "you're so adorable, y/n, i don’t know what to do."

jungwon ´ˎ˗

↳ not being able to fall asleep, the two of you had a spontaneous idea to go on a late night walk. you both scrambled out of bed and quickly slipped on some warmer clothes. jungwon had finished before you and not wanting to keep him waiting, you grabbed the nearest coat (his coat) and hurriedly rushed to the front door. won probably wouldn't notice right away since it just seemed like a plain black coat. but after analyzing you for bit and seeing how unusually large the jacket was on you, he'd realize it was his but would choose not to say anything. throughout your walk, he would steal so many glances at you, muttering compliments under his breath, and would caress your hand or shoulder (depends if he was holding your hand or had his arm around you.) he might even randomly pull the hood over your eyes in the middle of your sentence and giggle at your expression when he pulls it back a bit to see your face. when you two get back home, he'll offer to take the jacket back while also emphasizing that it was his. "here, i'll put my jacket away." "that was yours?" "yeah, did you not know?" again chuckles at your confused expression as you nod your head. "hm, you're so cute, y/n." he poked at your cheek.

riki (ni-ki) ´ˎ˗

↳ you had randomly woken up in the middle of the night feeling cold. i mean, you were only wearing shorts and short sleeve after all. you carefully escaped from riki's grasp and reached over for the hoodie that rested on the chair. he could feel your movement as you made yourself comfy again, causing him to stir in his sleep. his eyes softly fluttered open, as he cluelessly called for you, "y/n?" "hm?" "did something happen?" "just cold, that's all. sorry, riki." he'll just brush it off and hold you close to him, instantly falling back asleep. the following morning, he woke up to the sight of you already awake, scrolling through your phone. you smiled at him as he scanned your figure, letting out a chuckle through his nose as he tugged on his hoodie. "now where did this come from?" "i got cold so i put it on last night." "hm. ok." he shrugged it off. usually, he would tease you for something like this, but he didn't have the energy for that right now. he snuggled close to you, resting his head on top of yours. and between you and i, it was mostly so you wouldn't see the smile that he was trying his best to suppress. riki just refuses to show how shy you make him feel, and the fact you were wearing his clothes made him feel so flustered. he'll try easing his shyness by letting out deep breaths, but overall, he's just basking in the giddiness he felt. but beware, you WILL be teased.

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10:45 am — yang jungwon

₊˚⊹ notes ~ bf!jungwon x fem!reader ⋆⭒ warnings: kisses, petname, sleepiness ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 word count: 100+꩜⋆ ˚｡⋆˚ genre: fluff, time stamp, drabble | AN: lowkey this is kind of cute| LIBRARY FOR MORE...

AS YOU SLOWLY AWAKEN from your peaceful slumber, the gentle morning light filtering through the curtains. You turn over, greeted by the sight of Jungwon, already awake and watching you with a soft smile that could rival the sunrise itself.

"Good morning, pretty girl," he murmurs, his voice a soothing melody.

A smile tugs at your lips in response to his soft voice. "Good morning, pretty boy," you whisper back.

Jungwon reaches out, brushing his thumb over your cheek in a gesture so gentle. "You're beautiful," he says softly, his eyes filled with love as he gazes at you.

Your heart flutters at his words, warmth blooming within you like flowers in the spring. "And you're so perfect," you reply, your voice sweet and quiet.

Leaning closer, Jungwon presses a soft kiss to your forehead, his lips tender against your skin. "I could repeat this moments 100 times and I wouldn't be tired of it," he whispers, his breath warm against your ear.

You wrap your arms around him, pulling him close until you're enveloped in each other's embrace. "Me too," you nodded.

In that moment, with Jungwon's soft kisses and the gentle brush of his thumb against your cheek, you realize just how lucky you are to have him by your side.

★ when you wear another members’ hoodie

enhypen x fem!reader. fluff.

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